Welcome to my summer fanfic! I'm going to try and update this regularly, but i will only update when i get reviews.
Don't like doing this but if I dont know people are reading, I dont see the point in writing.
Enjoy!
The air was frigid and already he could see his breath. It fogged around his face creating a small cloud that rose up into the early morning sky. It was a distraction to what would come later on that day, and he watched his clouds rise up high into the milky morning sky.
Yes, a distraction was all it was. A distraction to the normality of life. This whole place was after all. A shack in the middle of the woods of Oregon that stood at a still silence as every creature slept in the morning hours except a certain boy.
He sat atop the roof of the shack with a blanket pulled around him, watching his clouded breath rise to meet the gentle strawberry sky.
Summer would be ending soon and like every summer closing, he'd be forced back to his home state of California, which was surprisingly warmer than Oregon in the summer.
This shack had been his summer home for a couple years now and also seemed to be his place of solitude. It was disturbed and creepy, but it was a place where he could understand the world and the world understood him.
His peaceful silence was shattered when the window to the rooftop opened up and a gentle voice called to his presence in a hushed whisper.
"You're out here again?"
He turned his head to see his own face, only in a feminine way. A little smile painted itself onto his face.
"Of course." He opened the blanket a bit and she sat down next to him, pulling it around her. They didn't say anything else as they stared at the milky sky, until his sister's words got the better of her.
"Four years of this." She said. "You know that, right?"
"I'm aware."
"Four years and no one has even paid it any attention. I honestly thought, with all that's happened here, some kind of government force would come out here and you know, shut it down. Keep people quiet."
"Area 51? Roswell?"
"Yeah, like that, but we just keep turning on as if nothing was out there. Like it's stuck in a bubble."
A laugh escaped his throat and rose up with his breath clouds to the strawberry sky.
"Mabel, you sound just like me!"
"I know. I'm your twin sister after all. I've seen my share of it too."
They laughed together quietly, careful not to wake the forest around them and stir the unmoving pot of the night's tranquility. It was such a precious and perfect thing after all. Silence was rare unless you were up this early and they both mutually had a fondness for this unbreaking silence.
"Something is going to happen, Dipper." Mabel said. "I can just feel it. Something is going to happen and shake up this entire town and nothing will be the same anymore."
"Since when were you the negative influence in this relationship?"
"I grew up, and you did too whether you realize it or not. We're sixteen. Four years in Gravity Falls and nothing has stirred the pot yet. Not Gideon, not supernatural creatures, not ghosts, not the government. Something is going to happen."
Dipper sighed and pulled her closer to him. "I know. I just don't want it to. Can we just pretend for a moment we're twelve again and everything is fun?"
"Okay."
Time.
Time was slipping away quickly with each passing moment. Each second more precious than the last second. He counted them in his head as he ran blindly through the forest. One. Two. Three. The screams continued on ahead of him and his own mixed in, but he could barely hear himself.
Four. Five. Six. They were taking her away. He was such an idiot! He had the book! He knew the answers! It should have been him! Dipper screamed her name again. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening.
Seven. Eight. Nine. They put her in a copter. No. No. No! The blades on the top were spinning fast and the wind was pushing him and the trees back. He screamed again for her, but it was too late. They were rising up into the sky. Far far up above away from him.
Ten.
The helicopter flew away from him and the sound of his sister's screams were distant on his ears. There wasn't even some secret agent there to make sure he didn't go tell. Dipper just stared up at the sky, broken and unbelieving at what had just happened.
His sister had just been kidnapped by the government. It was all crumbling around him. This place. This place was watched from the beginning! They knew the whole time and let them solve the riddles for them!
"Dipper! Mabel!" The shouts came from behind, but he did not move. Stan broke into the clearing and beheld the sight of his grand nephew staring at the sky alone. He hurried over to him concerned.
"Dipper? Dipper, what happened!?"
Dipper looked at him.
"They..they took her."
His hazel eyes looked back up to the sky where the helicopter had once been.
"They took Mabel."