Hey guys! This is another idea I hadan wanted to try out. It takes place in Reverse Falls. Dipper is refered to as Mason, and Mabel is the same, so please don't get the original one and the fanmade one confused. Please, tell me what you think, and if there are any grammer mistakes or plot holes.

Chapter 1

Mabel Gleeful POV

We stood on stage as the curtain rose and the spotlight found us, illuminating our figures. My twin and I waited for a few moments before speaking.

"Welcome to the Tent of Telepathy," my brother began, "I am Mason Gleeful, and this is my sister-" I interrupted him, as was part of our act.

"I can introduce myself brother dear." I gave him a smile and rolled my eyes at the audience, as if to say brothers. "I am Mabel Gleeful, and tonight, we will be performing for you lucky people!" The audience applauded, or most of them did. My eyes landed on one girl, with brown hair and hazel eyes. She was glaring at the stage, or more specifically, at my brother and I. Why? Everyone in this town loved us, but then again, I didn't remember seeing this girl before. Maybe she was new. I glanced over at Mason, and saw that he had noticed the girl's apparent disgust for us as well. He discreetly nodded at me and we silently agreed that we would question her after the show. We carried on with our act, with Dipper using his telepathy and me reading several minds. I resisted looking into the strange girl's mind, for now. All too soon, the show ended. The crowd gave us a standing ovation, as usual.

They began to file out and Mason and I hurried out the back of the tent to catch the girl before she left. Mason snarled when he saw that she was leaving with the Pines family. We stood in the shadows, waiting. When she passed us, I reached out and grabbed her wrists, pulling her away from the people she was walking with. I clasped a hand over her mouth to keep her from calling out, while Mason shoved a cloth over her nose. She held her breath for as long as she could, but I didn't remove my hand, forcing her to breath out of her nose. After only one breath, her lashes fluttered and her eyes slid shut. Knowing Gravity Falls, no one would notice she was missing for a couple days. Those nosey Pines might, but they weren't brave enough to confront the Gleefuls. Quietly, the Gleeful twins pulled the girl into their limo, and drove home. When they arrived, they took the girl in through the back door, and lift her tied up in a room. They would check on her in the morning.

Kalli POV

My eyes fluttered open and I took in my surroundings. Where was I? Still a little groggy, I looked around and saw that I was in what looked like an empty room. Strange. I didn't remember any rooms like this in my house. Then the memories hit me. Falling into this dimension. Meeting Gideon and Pacifica Pines. Reluctantly agreeing to go to one of the the Gleeful Twins shows. And then, getting kidnapped by the twins. I silently cursed myself. Why wasn't I more careful! I pulled my hands up to rub my eyes, or attempted to anyway. My hands were tied behind my back and looking down, I could see that my ankles were tied too. I smirked. Not so smart now are you, Gleefuls. They should have at least blindfolded me, or tied me to a chair. I pulled my arms around and under my legs so that they were in front of me. I quickly went to work on the ropes tying my wrists. It took a while and a lot of biting, but I got the ropes off. I stood up and stretched, working out the aches from sleeping in such a strange position. Is it called sleeping when someone knocks you out against your will with a sleeping chemical? I decided to puzzle that later, and focus on escaping. I once again scanned the room, but saw no way to get out, besides the door. I tried it and found that it was locked, as I expected. I then heard footsteps coming down the hallway. I immediately flung myself on the ground, arranging my limbs so that it looked like my ankles and wrists were stilled tied and I was still unconscious. I tucked the ropes that I had removed under my body to hide them. Barely a moment after I had closed my eyes and let my head slump, I heard the door open.

"She's still unconscious?" a boy's voice drawled, "I didn't think the sleeping drug lasted that long." I recognized the voice as Mason's, the male twin or the meaner version of Dipper Pines.

"It shouldn't," a female voice replied, "maybe she has a weak body."

"Or maybe she's faking," Mason said, "Will, shake her." I puzzled over his last words for a second before remembering that the Gleeful twins had the alternate version of Bill Cipher for a servant.

"Yes Master." I heard a gentle male voice reply, which I assumed was Will Cipher. I heard footsteps, and gentle hands on my shoulders. He shook me rather roughly, but I didn't mind. I let my body flop as though I was still asleep. After a moment, the hands were removed and I heard footsteps walking away from me.

"She really is asleep then," Mabel said with a hint of triumph in her voice, as though she was happy to see her brother proved wrong.

"Will, go get us some tea," Mabel ordered their servant. I heard a squeak and then the opening and closing of the door. So he hadn't locked it. On the inside, I smiled. That was going to make my escape much easier.

"Help me untie her," Dipper told Mabel, "we don't want her waking up and hating us more than she already does."

"And what makes you think she hates us?" Mabel crooned. I didn't open my eyes, but I could picture Mason rolling his eyes.

"Didn't you see how she was looking at us at the show?" Mason reminded his sister, "she obviously doesn't care for us in the slightest. We don't want to make that emotion stronger, so let's untie her!" I head a person-I assumed it was Mabel-sigh. Then footsteps coming over to me. One of them pulled my legs out from under me and made a noise of confusion.

"Didn't we tie her le-" Mason began to ask, but I interrupted him by kicking him in the leg. I yanked my arms away from Mabel and hopped to my feet. I then darted out of the open door. I could hear Mabel and Mason screaming in frustration behind me, but didn't stop.

"Will!" I heard Mabel scream. "Don't let her escape!" I ran through another door into what looked like a kitchen. I startled Will who was trying to understand his mistress' order and his eyes-well, eye as one of them was covered by an eyepatch-widened as he saw me. He reached for me, but I nimbly evaded his grasp and darted out through another door. I ran for a minute before crashing into a man. How many people were there, and why was I running into them all! I looked up and realized that it was the other version of Stanford. All the fanfictions I had read about him and portrayed him as a mean and cruel man. He stared at me in confusion before hearing Mabel and Masons screams. I could see the information clicking in his brain. He was still a little confused as he reached to grab me, and that is the reason why I succeeded in kicking him in the shins and running in a different direction. I heard Stanford calling to Mabel and Mason, but I didn't stop to look behind me. The three reasons I was caught was because the twins knew the house better than me, they were fifteen which was three years older than me, and they had magic. I paused to catch my breath in a deserted hallway, only to see Mabel appear at one end and Mason at the other. I stared at them for a few seconds and decided Mason would be easier to get by. I faked running at Mabel and then turned around at darted at Mason. I was almost past him, when he reached out a grabbed my wrist. I tried to kick him, but he used his telepathy to lift me off the ground. Mason was focusing so much on trying to keep me from kicking him that he didn't notice me reaching out. I grabbed his amulet and yanked it away from him. The moment he was no longer wearing it, I crashed to the ground. This time, it was Mabel's magic that grabbed me. She lifted my up into the air and flipped me upside down. The tips of my hair were brushing the floor. Mabel walked over to me and grabbed the amulet from me. It was an easy task for her, given she was three years older than me. She then retied it around Mason's neck, who was looking at me in a strange way.

"We caught you, you nervous little pigeon," Mabel giggled. I bared my teeth at her, just daring her to get any closer. She seemed to catch my unspoken words and backed up a few steps. Mabel twirled her fingers and I was flipped right-side up. I could move around, but she didn't put me down. I twisted my legs so I was sitting indian style and crossed my arms, glaring at the twins.

"Told you she hates us," Mason said to Mabel. Mabel rolled her eyes.

"So maybe she does," she began, "but we need to know why."

"I can hear you, you know," I retorted. I was getting tired of them talking about me as though I wasn't in the room. When they turned to me, I stuck my tongue out at them. This time it was Mason who rolled his eyes.

"Will!" Mason called out. Will rushed into the hallway as though he had been standing outside the entrance. Now that I think about it, he probably had been.

"Grab on to her and don't let her run away again," Mason ordered Will, motioning to me. He reached out and grabbed both of my arms, forcing them behind my back. Mabel lowered me to the ground before removing her power from my body. I decided not to try and escape Will, mostly because I didn't want to kick him. The twins lead us into a small room that I assumed was a questioning room because of the chairs and how one chair had chains. Will forced me into the chair with the chains and fastened them around my wrists and ankles. The chains were long enough to allow me to cross my arms, but were much shorter on my legs. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and refused to act afraid. Mabel and Mason sat in chairs opposite me. Mabel crossed her legs, and Mason subconsciously rubbed his leg where I had kicked him. I smirked when I saw him doing that. He glared at me when he saw my smirk. I looked over at Mabel and saw her looking at me, as though she was reading my mind. She probably was doing that, actually. I hard as I could, I thought You are evil and crazy! It must have worked because she started glaring at me. I gave her an innocent look. She rolled her eyes and looked over at Mason. She motioned toward me, and Mason crossed his arms to mimic mine.

"So," he began, "let's start off easy. What is your name?" I choose to remain silent, challenging him silently with my eyes. Mason sighed in exasperation.

"I'll ask you one more time. What is your name?" I kept glaring at him, but decided to speak.

"Why should I tell you anything, Mason?" I asked in a sweet tone, but didn't stop glaring at him. He looked over at his twin, giving her a help me look. Mabel massaged her forehead for a moment before standing up and walking over to me. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me up.

"Listen up," she snarled, "you will answer our questions, or we will let Stanford question you and he won't be nearly as gentle as we are." I gulped. The mention of Stanford had scared me. Mabel saw my reaction and smirked. She then released my collar suddenly, I fell back into the chair. Mabel settled back into her seat before speaking. "So, allow me to repeat my brother. What is your name?" I swallowed before answering.

"I'm Kalli," I said slowly, "Kalli Amissa."

"Very good," Mabel crooned, "now, how old are you?"

"Why do you need to know this?" I asked suspiciously.

"Just answer the question," Mabel said in exasperation. Internally I smirked about how easily I could annoy the twins.

"I'm twelve," I answered. I didn't elaborate. Mabel looked at Mason, mentalling signalling that it was his turn to interrogate. He coughed before beginning to speak.

"Are you new in town?" Mason asked in a cold voice.

"You could say that," I replied. I decided to make it as hard as possible for them to get information out of me.

"Why do you dislike my sister and I so much?" I nearly gawked at them. Wasn't the answer obvious?

"Why would you get the idea that that I don't like you?" I asked in a sweet tone. Before they could answer, I continued. "Oh! Because I don't like you."

"But why?" Mason pressed. I saw that they were genuinely curious, so I decided to answer.

"Hmm, let's see." I waited a moment to appear thinking. "Maybe it's because you kidnapped me, or tied me up, or chained me up, or," I lowered my voice. "Maybe it's because you summoned a dream demon by the name of Will Cipher to be your servant in exchange for your souls!" When I finished, Mabel and Mason looked at each other in fear. They were afraid that I knew that information.

"How do you know that?" Mason asked. I could tell that he was trying to act commanding, but was scared. I smirked at him and he flinched.

"Oh, I know lots of things," I began. I then lowered my voice. "Lots of things." I then flung my head back and laughed, a Bill Cipher laugh. I could do a pretty good impression of him when I wanted to. Apparently it worked, because Mabel and Mason were looking really freaked out now. I decided I should start trying to escape, so I reached up to my hairdo under the impression that I had to scratch my head. I quickly pulled a bobby pin out of my hair, and lowered my hands to my lap. I slid the bobby pin into one of the locks and began wiggling it. Mabel and Mason were talking to each other in hushed tones, so they didn't notice the click of the lock when it opened. They didn't notice the second click either. I kept the cuffs and chains arranged like I was still chained. I couldn't get my ankles without leaning over and they would be sure to notice that. They soon finished their conversation and Mason walked over to me.

"If you try and escape again, we won't be nearly so gentle with you," he said slowly and carefully, as though I was a small child. I nodded, but had my fingers crossed. He slowly knelt down and unlocked the chain on my left foot. As soon as my other foot was free, I kicked Mason in the shin again and bolted to my feet. They both looked surprised to see that my hands were already free, but I didn't take any time to admire their shocked expressions. I darted out of the room and into another hallway. I ran for a few minutes before running into a body. I looked up to see Stanford. I mentally cursed myself as I shrunk away from him. He sighed before grabbing my wrists and forcing my arms behind my back. I cried out in pain, but he took no notice of me. Stanford them proceeded to drag me down a hallway and when he turned, we way Mabel and Mason running down the hallway. They halted when they saw their great uncle holding me. Stanford pushed me forward roughly toward Mabel, and she grabbed onto my upper arm, holding me firm. Stanford glared at the twins.

"If you're going to insist on interrogating people, then please don't them escape so often!" he told them.

"We won't let her escape again Uncle," Mabel said. I could hear the respect in her voice.

"She's cleverer than the rest of the townsfolk," Mason added, "we underestimated her."

"Well don't let it happen again," Stanford scolded before walking off, leaving me in the company of two people who were quite mad at me, and sure to hold a grudge.