Heey~ I'm going to do rewrite of my old fanfic Mabel the Great. The same plot goes on but I'll change some elements, I'll also add new characters. If you have suggestions or if you want your Gravity Falls OC's to appear in my fanfic, feel free to PM me. :)
Anyway, I would like to say thanks to my supporters of Mabel the Great and I hope you will like the rewrite better. So here goes a more improved and longer version.
"Ugh, I can't make a sweater!" Mabel groaned as she dropped her knitting supplies. The brunette stood up and got some milk. It was a very boring day at Grabity Falls for Mabel, because all she could think up is chaos and explosions and- Boom! Crash! What was that?
Mabel looked outside and Dipper driving the cart with Wendy. Oh goody, Mabel thought. She watched them having fun. Mabel wanted fun, but she isn't in the mood.
"Why so low Mabel?" Soos asked curiously.
Mabel sighed. "Remember when we watched Hostel two days ago? I think the torture scenes were too much for me."
"But yesterday, you were chirpy and all." Soos said concerned. "Look, I can help you with a little advice. You know, like those ones on TV."
A baseball soon smashed the window.
"Nice shot Wendy, I could beat you!" Dipper said, challenging his crush.
"Dude, I don't think so." Wendy laughed. She stated to spin the cart and Dipper threw a baseball and it hit Soos in the head.
"I wanna have fun too!" Soos exclaimed leaving Mabel. Soos hopped on the cart even though it was still spinning. "Woo hoo!"
Soos got literally struck it the head, Mabel thought, laughing at her own joke. Soon enough, she heard another Boom! But it wasn't coming from the trio, it was coming from somewhere else. She looked outside and the three were laughing uproarously on the cart.
Mabel went back to the TV but Stan was there.
"Hey Mabie, I like the sweater you made me. Thanks!"
"I'm not even done yet." Mabel said.
"Oh, that's why it's kind of stringy." Stan tossed it to Mabel. "Finish it for me in a week for me, got it?"
"Grunkle Stan, I don't know."
"What's that? You're going to finish it in three days. That's awesome!"
"But-"
"Three days it is." Grunkle Stan said, cutting off Mabel. "You know I could give you off some slack when you give me that sweater, it's amazing."
Mabel sighed, she doesn't even know what design she could use. She went upstairs and paced back and fourth.
"I wonder if I could think of one on my sticker book." Mabel murmured to herself. She grabbed her sticker book and flipped through the pages. She doesn't know what to do next.
"I'm a hopeless imaginer who can't think colorful stuff anymore." Mabel sighed im remoese. And besides, if all she could think was chaos then she could still think colorful, right? And what's the point of sitting there and doing nothing? It won't help Mabel at all!
Mabel stood up and grabbed her butterfly net and went outside. She walked to forest and she yellow butterflies. Mabel swung her net to catch it but it flew away quickly. Mabel groaned and dropped the net and sat down on a log.
"Hey Mabel," A familliar voice said, it was Dipper. "So, um... I could see that you're bored since the past eight hours." Dipper looked at his watch. "It's 6:30 in the evening and we better get going."
Mabel stood up and followed Dipper to the Mystery Shack. It was cozy inside and very welcoming, the thing was, it was a tourist trap.
"Your brain could be the most complex thing ever discovered in the universe."
Mabel switched the channel.
"Tonight only! Whoever wins this imagination contest will win $500 and a free scholarship."
"Why am I seeing things related to the mind?" Mabel asked herself. She switched the channel to where she watches cartoons.
"Mr. Mind, give me back my imagination!"
"Arrrghh." Mabel shut off the TV and went upstairs.
