"Stay away from the kids, because as far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left!"
Those words. The exact words that had been rummaged from Grunkle Stan's fight with Ford echoed in her mind. The only thing that almost made as much as an impact on her was her conversation with Dipper right afterwards. Pondering, she finally asked herself, "What if.. ." She turned her heard to the side, looking down ashamed to dare think those words, "What if.. . Dipper and I are just parallels? Simply just mirrors of Grunkle Stan and Ford.."
Feeling quite unsure, Mabel turned towards her brother, Dipper, whose chest rose softly as he was sleeping. "Maybe, if.. . I count the possibilities between them, I'll feel better." She thought, attempting to make her heart feel lighter. Mabel carefully glanced over her brother, searching for any strings directed towards Ford.
Both had loved to chase the paranormal, to find the secrets of Gravity Falls, which was along also attached to their unusual part of themselves. Dipper's Little Dipper birthmark and Ford's six fingers on each hands. Which, the last thing she could imagine connecting them obviously was their smartness. They were both smarter then their plain old stupid siblings.
Mabel rolled back over, yet while her mind too consumed of thought to sleep, she tried rational thinking anyways. After all, just because Dipper and Ford had a few obvious connections, it doesn't mean they are connected to the older set of twins. Wouldn't that mean, she and Grunkle Stan would have to be similar? After all, if they're not both similar to their older pair of twins, then their future couldn't end up the same. Right?
What did and Grunkle Stan have in common anyway? They were both more brash and rash then their other twin, and along side that they felt dumb, worthless, and stupid to their opposite twin's achievements and well being. Maybe it was possible they were the same. After all, don't people a like connect better? Which she had done better then Dipper had.
Consumed of these terrifying thoughts, Mabel thought of their future. Dipper would be some successful millionaire while Mabel would be sitting in a dark, damp room. Waiting for some one to bang on her door telling her she owed them money. She may as well end up dead in the future from being the mess she'll become.
Mabel's eyes widened, terrified of the future. Her heart was racing with her shuddering slightly. She wished to call out towards Dipper but would he comfort her? She'd probably ruin his future, he couldn't or wouldn't want to either. "Maybe.. I can call Grunkle Stan." she thought, but quickly shook her head in a response towards herself. "If I call him it'll just make it even more true.
Sighing, she realized all she could do right now, was to stare at the wall, the only blank thing in the room, until her eyes flickered from sleep. Pulling the covers over her head, she finally let the tears run down her cheeks.
