Baked For Revenge (Complete)

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Dipper's pov

We met the PIE team at their camp at seven the next morning. We had promised to lead them to the bunker but I had a bad feeling about this. Toast and Ebony packed supplies while Ghost paced back and forth by the campfire. He was acting, strange.

"Okay," Said Toast picking up the bag of what I'm pretty sure were weapons, "Let's go save Miss Annabelle."

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We arrived at the entrance to the bunker around noon.
"Okay everyone," Toast said, "Remember, my brother is dangerous so make sure you can defend yourself. Does everyone have a weapon?"

I lifted my ray gun and Mabel grabbed her grappling hook, Ebony held up a shotgun, and Toast had a crossbow, but Ghost just stared at the gun in his hand as if not sure what to do with it.

"Sir?"

Ghost snapped out of his daze and held up the gun.
"Let's do this."

Mabel opened the secret entrance and we all walked inside. When we reached the bottom of the staircase Mabel and I were surprised. The place had been completely renovated, it didn't even look like the same bunker.
"What the heck?"

Ebony shrugged, she hadn't said anything all morning. We walked deeper in and were met with a door.

"I guess we should open it," said Ghost.

I slowly pushed it open and was surprised to see Toast's lookalike, Gavin I guess, working on what looked like-
"A dimensional rift," I whispered, "Why would he be building a rift?"

Mabel and I exchanged a look. I think we both knew what this meant. But that was impossible.

Wasn't it?

Annabelle's pov

I was floating. I don't really know where I was, or who I was, or what was going on. I just knew I was floating. Images flew by, something about them was familiar, but before I could recognize them they were gone.

I felt no emotion. Heck I wasn't even sure what emotion was, but for some reason the word felt right.

Maybe I could ask that triangle guy what was going on, he seemed nice.