Dippers deal

Meeting deerper

A warm steady breeze tickled her skin, while a cold wet nose touched her cheek, making Mabel grin from the sweet good morning kiss.

With a soft smile on her lips she tried to push this wet cute living alarm away to get a few more minutes of sleep.

"No Waddle's. It's too early..." But the warm fluffy body just nudged closer to her side, making her giggle aloud at this sweet pushing behavior. Mabel blinked the early morning sunlight out of her eyes before she reached out to hug her favorite pet pig closer.

"Aww, come here you little heartbreaker." She grinned as the little body curled closer to her side but her hand stopped right before she petted it's fur when she finally recognized whose wet nose was touching her skin.

"Dipper!" She whispered, but her breath hitched upon her brother's name as she got a closer look at him.

It wasn't her deer-like brother lying by her side...but a deer.

A small, furry baby deer.

A fawn.

Her brother.

'Dipper...'

She bit her lips, pushing herself up slowly to rest against the headboard of her bed. Mabel hesitated to touch his soft fur, she wanted to avoid waking him, but she allowed herself to pet through his plushy pelt. Her heart podded painfully in her chest as her gaze wandered along the new body of her brother, her breath hitched when her eyes met the dots on his flank.

Every sign of her brother was gone...

The little fawn beside her had no traces of humanity left, but the white dots in his chocolate brown fur still showed the constellation of the "Big Dipper" which melted perfectly into his soft coat.

It was him.

Mabel had a hard time swallowing the lump in her throat, her fingers curled through his hair, she hiccupped a hidden tear when a movement suddenly got her attention. Dipper was chewing on the end of her nightshirt in his sleep. She took a deep breath, all her cuteness alarms were shrilling, telling her to hug this sweet little animal as close as possible and to never let go ever again. But the fear in her gut shouted above it, so that one single question dominated her mind.

'Are we to late?'

Her hands trembled through his baby fur.

He looked so fragile, so young, laying there on her bed.

So... small.

Mabel frowned, tilting her head to the side to observe him once again.

In fact he was smaller now.

Mabel's eyes started to burn, the edge of her nightgown was already soaked with Dipper's drool, but for now she didn't care much about that. She watched his black nose twitching in his dream, his eyelashes fluttered, but Mabel was afraid of what she might see in her brother's eyes.

She really had been thinking that it would be cute and sweet to have her fawn-tastic brother by her side. And hot chocolate with marshmallows on top, he was absolutely adorable!

But him being like that... forever?

That was a damn long time.

Besides, she still remembered when that dinosaur took Waddles, her worry and his helplessness. Her heart jumped in her throat when she thought about Dipper in that way.

But what if Bill's contract didn't work?

What if one of the towns people wouldn't sign it?

What if this freaky demon was toying with them again?