It was the middle of the night most of the family was sleeping, even waddles who had opted to tuck in for the night. Little pig snores could be heard throughout the room, this made a giggle come from the bed he had plopped next to. Mabel had decided to stay up tonight because she wanted to work on her scrapbook. She stuck a few more stickers onto the page around a photo of everyone from the family picnic they'd had just last week. Humming quietly as she worked, she almost hadn't heard the soft buzzing of her cell phone. Picking up the phone to see who was calling Mabel nearly squealed in delight when she saw who it was; Grabbing her phone she ran downstairs, through the kitchen and to the back porch. Immediately she answered it,
"Oh my god Grenda! Its been so long since we talked! Hows it going girl!" Mabel flopped herself onto one of the lawn chairs they had laying around the backyard. "Nahh its fine I was working on my scrapbook anyways. Sooo, Hows it Going with Marius?" Because of lack lack of time and busy schedules Mabel didn't get a whole lot of chances to check in with her friends from Gravity falls, But they always wrote a couple small emails once in a while so they still had a bit of contact.
So Mabel sat there talking to Grenda for a while, Apparently the school was closed for a couple weeks due to another paranormal creature annihilating it...again, So Grenda had decided to visit Marius's place for a week or so. They kept chatting away the morning hours until Mabel heard something moving in the trees behind the house. She lowered her voice "Grenda, uhh im gonna have to go somethings come up..." And hung up the phone. Mabel slowly moved to hide behind the chair she'd been sitting in as she watched intently for something to come out from the treeline. She was ready to run or in the least scream her head off to wake the neighborhood when a figure finally stepped out. It had short noodle arms, a dusty red shirt that seemed pretty old and… a blue and white hat?
"Dipper? What the heck are you doing out, I thought you were asleep."
Mabel stood from her spot but dipper didn't even acknowledge his name being called, stumbling past her he just went straight into the house. She followed dipper inside being sure to shut the door behind her. Dipper climbed the stairs and went straight to his room, he was about to shut the door but was stopped when Mabel suddenly grabbed his arm. Mabel looked at dipper slightly annoyed. "Dipper whats going on? Why are you ignoring me?" Dipper was silent for a moment and just stood there with Mabel holding his arm. Dippers hat was covering his face and eyes but something was off; Mabel could've sworn she saw a bit of a yellow glow, but she couldn't be sure it was dark after all. That's when Dipper yanked his arm away and he gave her a guilty looking smile.
"Sorry Mabel, its just there was this um super weird ghost thing I didn't have time to let you know it was all happening too fast. I'm really tired so if you uh don't mind..." It took her a moment but Mabel just smiled and patted dippers shoulder.
"Its ok bro-bro just try to be careful when you do that though, god you sure look terrible!" Mabel turned and went to her room, "G'night dipper" She waved to a dipper before shutting her door, A glance at the clock showed it was already 2:32 am. Deciding it was far too late to call Grenda back or even play with her scrapbook, She decided it was best to just go to bed. Mabel pulled off her sweater throwing it into the laundry basket and walked over to her dresser for her pajamas; as she was about to open it she noticed something on her hand. It was red and not like ink from a chewed up pen, no it was dark and warm. Mabel hadn't cut her hand that she knew of… then it hit her, "Dipper?..."