Format might be a little messed up but I don't know how to fix it. I don't think it's too distracting anyways.
Before we start, this story is based on the reverse pines AU. Later in the story, if I go the Dipifica route, keep in mind that there is no pinecest. Mabel and Dipper in this story are just very close siblings. Please read and review, constructive criticism is always appreciated. First fanfic. Hopefully I'll get better in the later chapters.
Dipper sighed, staring at the body on the floor.
"Did you really have to do that?" he asked. "You couldn't leave the body, I don't know, somewhere where no one would lead it back to us?
"Hey, killing is amazing," Mabel said. She lightly knocked on the globe made of glass. "I'm surprised I didn't do it before."
"You had to do it here?"
Mabel hummed. "Well, duh. How else were supposed to do the spell… inconspicuously?"
"When the journal said sacrifice, I was assuming it meant animal. Not human." He kicked the body, blood getting all over his shoe. "You do realize that we'll be in big trouble once we're found out, right?"
She giggled. "Pshh, hahh. We won't be found out. I mean we have our magic. We're good. We're all good."
"Doubtful."
Mabel leaned over towards the floor. She broke the silence. "Don't you think this is too easy to break out of, brother?" Her half-lidded eyes flickered to the corner of the room where her brother was standing.
Dipper shrugged. "I suppose so, sister. Unfortunately, that was the only thing I could trap him in in such short notice." He chuckled darkly. "What a fool Bill was… trying to trick us." Mabel giggled.
"Yes, he sure was." She knocked on the glass again, watching the tiny yellow triangle inside float helplessly around. Its eyes were narrowed dangerously and once in awhile it would quickly flash a glowing red. Mabel giggled again, this time more insanely. "Oh, you're so cute in there!" she said, stretching out her words. She looked at Dipper who was crossing his arms, a slightly curious look on his face.
"Yeah, sure, sister. He sure is cute," he said.
"Look at him!" She touched the globe with the pad of her finger. The triangle's red glow began to flicker even faster. "Hey, Bill's getting maa~ad." An echoey voice came out of the globe. Mabel leaned in closer. "What was that?"
"SHOOTING STAR, PINE TREE," Bill bellowed loudly, causing Mabel to jump in shock. "YOU MAY HAVE WON THIS FIGHT, BUT THE BATTLE IS NOT YET OVER."
"You're right," Mabel said, smiling smugly. "The battle isn't over. But when it is, we'll be the winners." She smiled widely, showing her teeth. "Right brother?"
"That's enough, sister," Dipper said. "We still don't know how powerful Bill really is." His eyes wandered to Bill briefly before returning to his sister. "It's best not to aggravate him until we know for certain."
"YEAH, LISTEN TO THE PINE TREE SHOOTING STAR. UNTIL YOU KNOW FO-" The rest of Bill's words were muffled when Mabel dropped a black cloth over the globe.
"Shut it, you triangle guy," she said. She clapped her hands together. "Yeah, yup," she said, addressing Dipper. "Not until we know the true extent of his abilities. Honestly brother, you're so paranoid."
"I have good reason to be," Dipper said.
"Look at him!" Mabel said, gesturing to the globe now covered in black. "He's completely powerless. He can't do anything in that state." Bill's voice became louder although they could not make out what he was saying.
"He's powerless until the glass shatters. It shatters very easily, I might add." Dipper looked at the clock. "Let's talk about this later, sister. We have a guest to greet." He motioned her with his finger. Mabel gasped in faux surprise.
"Without double-checking, triple-checking, a millionth-checking that the globe won't break?" she asked in a breathy voice. "I never thought I'd see the day you weren't sooo O.C.D. Brother. Wow." Dipper rolled his eyes away from her view.
"Very funny. Now, let's go greet the guest. After all, we wouldn't want their opinion of us to be blindsided by rumors, would we?" Dipper grinned wickedly. "We should greet them ourselves before they hear any unsavory opinions about us. Anyways, I already millionth-checked those protective spells around the globe. It'll be fine. Hopefully," he added to himself. Mabel blinked twice before smiling in return.
"Yes! A new person!" she said, pumping her fist in the air. "We are going to have so much fun together!"
They left the room together, Mabel with a happy smile and happy stride and Dipper moving normally. On the table where they left the globe, a faint red triangle was glowing out of the cloth.
…
"Well, here it is. The Mystery Shack."
After Pacifica and Gideon stepped off the bus, Gideon looked back and forth at the nearly falling apart tourist trap and the map. "Aw, come on!" he shouted, waving his arms in the air. "I have to stay here? In this place?"
"Yup," a girl's voice behind him said. "It's a beauty, isn't it?" Gideon threw the map on the ground.
"Hardly a beauty!" he shouted. "Why can't I stay in the manor with you, Pacifica? I don't want to be living in this dirty old trap for the rest of the summer."
"You know how my parents are," Pacifica said, hardly bothered. She flipped her hair. "Besides, peasants should stay out of the castle. The only thing peasants can do is work." Gideon looked at Pacifica with a look of disbelief.
"You don't think I'm a peasant, do you?" Pacifica scoffed.
"No duh. The only reason I stayed at your filthy old house… for a MONTH ugh… is because of that ghost haunting our manor and your parents were the only one to take me in while my parents were too busy fending off the ghost."
"Ghost?" Gideon said. "What ghost? No one ever told me about a ghost."
"Because your puny little brain wouldn't be able to stand the thought of it." Pacifica flicked him on the forehead.
"Ow!" he said, holding the spot where she had flicked him. "Geez, would've thought you would've learned some humility by now," he mumbled angrily.
"What was that?" Gideon's head shot up.
"Nothing. Nothing at all," he said quickly.
"That's right nothing," Pacifica said, smiling smugly. "Now if you excuse me, I have to go back to the Manor. I don't know how I survived living in that hovel."
"Fine, go ahead and go back to your filthy rich mansion!" he said, waving his fist in the air as he looked at Pacifica's retreating figure. "I don't care."
She merely ignored him. "That girl is the death of me," Gideon said, eye twitching.
He stood in place for a while, staring at the Mystery Shack. The most notable thing about it was the nearly falling 'S' which he couldn't stop glancing at."It can't be that bad," he said to himself, "if there are people living in it. Yeah."
In the silence of the woods, the sound of footsteps were coming closer. Had he not been preoccupied with struggling to take a step closer to the shack, he would've noticed the sound. So he was slightly surprised when a male's voice suddenly broke the silence. "You'll love it here. I'm sure you will."
Turning around, Gideon saw two people, a girl and a boy, who looked very similar. The boy who had spoken smiled at him, but warmly or coldly he didn't know. The girl who was beside him was smiling hugely, bouncing a bit back and forth on her toes.
"Welcome to Gravity Falls," the two said in unison.
Gideon raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"
The girl on the right laughed. "Where are our manners? I'm Mabel… Mabel Pines," she said, holding her hand out for a handshake. When Gideon didn't take it, her smile dropped and her arm dropped to the side. The boy gave him a short glare before speaking.
"I'm Dipper," the boy said, not quite as enthusiastically as Mabel. The pine tree hat on his head did nothing to lessen the dark and serious look he had. "We wanted to welcome you-"
"-To this little city," Mabel finished for him. Gideon looked at them suspiciously.
"Well thank you. Is that all you need from me?" Gideon asked.
Dipper snorted. "We never needed anything from you." Mabel jabbed him in the side, interrupting him.
"What he means is," Mabel said, staring pointedly at Dipper, "that we would love it if you hung out with us sometime. Or! You can hang out with us right now." She returned her gaze to Gideon, eyes positively beaming.
Gideon blinked twice. "Sure, I guess," he said, stretching out his words. His eyes flickered back and forth.
The corners of Dipper's mouth lifted somewhat up. The regard he had to Gideon was nothing short of dangerous. A gleam was in his eye.
"Why don't we give you a tour of our humble little city? We promise you won't regret it… in the future," Dipper said. His voice was low. Gideon gulped and took a few steps back.
Mabel jabbed Dipper in the side again. "Oh, hush, brother. You're scaring him!" she whispered loudly.
Dipper laughed humorlessly. He raised his arms in the air like he was caught by a cop. Dropping them to his sides, he said, "I'm sorry Gideon. It wasn't my intention to do that." His darkness disappeared and there was nothing Gideon could see in his face anymore. It was like Dipper's emotions had suddenly disappeared. Somehow this made him seem even more dangerous, being unable to tell what he was thinking.
"Yeah," Gideon answered, unable to think of anything else to say. "Wait, how do you know my name?" Mabel looked at him oddly before speaking.
"Welp, I think we should get started on our grand tour!" Mabel said, glowing. She clapped her hands. "This'll be fun."
Gideon's mouth twisted. "Of course it will." Dipper frowned at him, but it only lasted for a millisecond. Gideon didn't notice.
Mabel clasped both her hands with Gideon's. With a hop in her step, she let one hand go and started pulling him away with a strength Gideon didn't know she had.
Looking back and forth between her and Dipper, Gideon noticed even more clearly the contrast that was palpable in the air. Mabel was shining and beaming brightly just like a star. Meanwhile Dipper was gloomy, Gideon swore he could see a dark aura around him.
A very noticeable contrast. Like yin and yang. Angel and a devil. Gideon preferred angels.
"HOLY SH - OW!" Gideon yelled as he was dragged unceremoniously on the dirt floor, having forgotten to move his feet as he was too caught up in his thoughts.
Mabel glanced at him for a second before slowing down. Her face was blank, but unlike her brother's face it did not seem serious.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
Gideon was huffing and puffing, out of breath. Breathing in and trying to ignore the pain by his knee, he answered, "Yeah. I'm fine," like a robot.
"Great!" Mabel said immediately after the final syllable left his lips. With no time at all, she dragged him again at a quicker pace.
"Mabel, slow down," Dipper said, his eyebrow raised in amusement. "You're killing him."
Turning his head around, Gideon saw Dipper walking casually behind them, arms crossed and his cap shading his eyes from view.
Mabel snorted. "No I'm not, silly. He's perfectly fine."
"No, I'm not!" Gideon squeaked out.
Mabel ignored him. "Perfectly fine," she repeated. Gideon thought he heard Dipper snigger but that seemed so unlike him. From the corner of his eye Gideon saw Dipper smiling, the cap still shading his eyes ominously.
No, he was sure that the both of them were devils.
...
The first stop was at a tent. They called it the Tent of Telepathy.
Dipper, despite only walking casually the whole way there, kept up with Mabel's running pace. Gideon didn't know how that happened or how they weren't out of breath.
"Tada~!" Mabel said, sweeping her arms with a grand flourish at the tent. She peered at Gideon. "Wanna take a look inside?"
"Isn't that another tourist trap?" Gideon said. "It looks a lot better than the Mystery Shack. Loads better."
"The Mystery Shack's amazing," Dipper said. "You shouldn't be so shallow, Gideon."
"Oh. Sorry?" Gideon said meekly. "You guys never told me, how do you know my name?"
Mabel rolled her eyes with her back turned to him. "You never answered my question, Gideon."
"Yeah, well you never answered mine! I asked first!" Gideon stubbornly crossed his arms.
"Excuses, excuses," Mabel waved her hand as if to shoo him away. "Anyways, since you didn't answer, I think we should begin the tour! Starting with the Tent of Telepathy." With a forceful pull, she dragged Gideon inside the tent. A muffled sound of Dipper sniggering again was heard.
The inside of the tent was very spacious considering the outside. Rows of chairs were lined up along the sides of the tent and in the front center was a stage. They walked towards it, fortunately in a reasonable walking pace.
"This is where we perform," Mabel said. "The people of Gravity Falls don't like us, you see, but they sure do love watching us perform our magic tricks!" She laughed. "I think that's the only form of respect they have for us, really."
"Oh really?" Gideon said. "Why don't they like you guys? There's got to be a perfectly good reason they don't like you, now isn't there?"
"So judgemental. Poor, poor boy," Dipper said. His eyes were closed, unable to see the shocked look Gideon had.
"You-" Gideon started to say before Mabel interrupted.
"He doesn't mean anything by that, Giddy."
"Giddy?" Gideon said.
"You're giving him a nickname now, sister?" Dipper said. "You're very attached to him."
Mabel frowned. Turning to Gideon, she said, "Do you mind excusing us for a moment. I need a minute to talk to my dear brother here."
Gideon didn't say anything for a while. "Sure. Go right ahead."
"Thanks!" Mabel said. She flashed him a quick grin before pulling her brother outside. Gideon noticed that she pulled Dipper slower and less roughly than when she pulled him. Before she pulled the tent's door closed, she waved at Gideon.
With nothing else to do, he sat down on one of the chairs. He sat backwards, looking at the door impatiently. He drummed his finger against the edge.
"Gideon," he heard a weak, small voice say. "Won't you come help me?"
Before he could do anything else, tiny and sparkly blue triangles appeared out of nowhere. They swirled around him, sparkles pouring down.
"Come help me."