* Mabel's point of View
I need to get outta here. I really. Really do. But how? I can't leave even if I want to, because it'll just trick me into thinking I left! This is more confusing than Dippers Nerd game! Wait, his nerd game.......
*Dippers Point of View
275,882. 275,883. 275,884. 275,885. 275,886.
I read that counting will keep you sane. I've gotten to 10 million more times than I can count. But as long as I can keep it going....
I miss my family. But hoping for them won't fix anything. I shouldn't have doubted that false reality. I shouldn't have looked for mysteries. I wish I never was here.
I wish I never fell for the tricks.
Maybe if I hadn't tried to rescue Mabel.... No! I can't think like this. I need to stay here. Great Uncle Ford can stop him! He can save us. He can save me.
My family is all I can count on. I just need to hope for them to get here. And keep counting.
I just need to trust them.
T r u s t n o o n e
275,887. 275,888. 275,889. 275,890....
*Fords Point of View
I look around the endless white abyss. Nothing. Not up, down or around me. Not even behind. But there is still a shackle on my ankle that disappears in mid air. A way out.
"Grab the kid already. If I pulled him out, he'd almost immediately have a heart attack. Lets get this over with." Bill whines.
I look around. Everything is the same. I decide to go straight. After a while I can hear distant, familiar mumbling. It sounds like.... Counting?
*Stans Point of View
Ok. So this turned out to be harder then I thought it would be. I still have some of my apocalypse meat, but gnomes got into it so I'm not sure how long it'll last.
I found some of those nerds extra rainbow hair thing. I was able to put some on the inside of my belt, which made me feel ridiculous. But its working. I haven't been attacked when I leave so far. Or its dumb luck. Everything going on lately has been dumb.
I've managed to find a few people and magic.... Things. I wouldn't even call them people. People and things of note would probably be the crazy old man, a bear with 14 heads that gives GREAT massages, some weirdo with his eyes, nose, mouth and ears shuffled. I think that's actually the rich guy who lives up on the hill. With the brat Mabel hates. Plus 6 beautiful men, who I swear eat my garbage. They're no help though. Keep crying over someone called Deep Cist or something.
Someone broke into my vault, secret stash, and cash register. All of my paper money is gone. And Corduroy was the only one with the code to the register. So at least I know who to fire. And sue.
Not to mention my back went out several times. My totem pole is apparently evil. My family has been abducted by a demonic nacho with 1930's attire. Time is dead. And half our police force is made of stone, thus rendering the other one useless. Because he's as gay as Mabel's COs. OCs. Whatever its called.
On the other hand, I'll be able to hold this over Fords head till the day he dies. Or if I die doing this, I can still hold it over his head. And I'll get the biggest tombstone. Win-win either way. And in a way, I got to be mayor after all!
Who am I kidding? We're all gonna die. But we'll die saving the kids. Then probably Ford if we have time. So I can kill him myself.
I hope nothing happened to the kids.
I hope nothing happened to Ford...
YOU ARE READING
We Never Left
FanfictionMabels Bubble. It gives you what you want, before you even necessarily know what you want. Bill says you can't escape. Dipper and Mabel did though. Or did they? I don't own gravity falls. But I do own the plot.
