The other puppet

Chapter 5

"So now," Bill started, " I am going out on an errand.  Do not follow me, you know what will happen if you do"  Without looking he tipped himself backward down the stairs.  A series of thumps and crashes followed.  Dipper still just sat there stunned.  He had just doomed his sister to demonic possession, all for an 8 letter password that he never even got.  He let the tears flow freely, he wished it was him.  He had known that Bill was tricky.  He should not have trusted him.

He got up and looked around.  He did not know how possession worked.  He wanted to find Mabel.  Was she still in her body, maybe fighting Bill.  Or perhaps she was forced out of her body and she was floating around somewhere.  He hesitated but then let a new, terrible concept in his mind.  It was possible that she was........dead. 

He called out in the hopes that she might be able to hear him.  He kept at it, softly so his grunkle would not hear him and ask for an explanation.  After a while, he stopped in despair.  For a moment he thought he felt something.  It felt kind and warm and almost familiar.  Then it went away leaving him alone in the hollow attic.

He slowly got up, there were things that he needed to do.  Obviously, Bill would never do the show, so Dipper should cancel that.  He winced, Mabel would be disappointed, she would not have any chance with Whats-his-name anymore.  To be honest, he had a difficult time keeping track of her crushes of the week.

He descended the stairs trying to be as quiet as humanly possible.

"Where ya going kid?"

Dipper jumped at the unexpected sound.  He babbled to think of an excuse.  

"Oh uhh, hi grunkle Stan.  Hows it going?"    His grunkle stared with suspicion at him.

"It's going terribly, the Mystery Shack is practically empty, your sister knocked over stands of gift cards that I will now have to make Soos clean up.  And on top of that, by the sounds of it, you two destroyed your room... Hey!  What are you doing?"  

Dipper shoved past and started to jog out the door.  "Sounds good, bye!"  Grunkle Stan stared for a moment and shook his head.  "Soos, clean up these gift cards!"