A/N: Losing relatives is hard. Losing a twin is harder. Losing yourself is the hardest.
Submission for:
Electron Carpet Shuffle Challenge: Death
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls.
The rain fell as the coffin was lowered into the ground, the box just a bit too small to be an adult's last resting place. All around, those who had come to pay their last respects, stood beneath large black umbrellas, their eyes downcast and their hearts open.
The young man sighed as he looked at the oak box in the hole, his curly brown hair slightly damp even beneath the umbrella above him. Even with all these people around, he still felt alone and abandoned. He still wished he had done something more.
Something had eventually gotten them, something much larger and more sinister than anything they had ever encountered in Gravity Falls. When they realized the large gash in her side wouldn't stop bleeding and they wouldn't make it back to the Mystery Shack in time, they simply sat on the forest floor. They sang songs from their childhood and told stories of their adventures. They spoke about their hopes and dreams, ignoring the fact that now only one would be able to live them out.
The man standing next to the young man placed a hand on his shoulder. "I know you miss your sister, kid. Death is scary. Losing relatives is hard, losing a twin is harder."
The young man looked up into the older man's face, his eyes filled with empathy and sadness. He had known what it was like to lose someone that was your other half. He had known what he felt like to be alone.
The young man looked back down. Unfortunately this was more than that. Did the old man know what it was like to lose yourself?
It was Dipper who had died that night, Dipper who shared that he actually wanted to be a pilot before all this paranormal stuff, Dipper who remembered their favourite Saturday morning cartoon. However, it was her body that was too slow and had suffered the fatal injury. Now Mabel was stuck in her brother's body forever.