So, this is my second Gravity Falls fanfic, but this is my first MaBill themed one! I hope you all enjoy, and thanks for picking this one to read! ^_^
P.S. Everyone in the fanfic are a year older, so Mabel and Dipper are both 13 now.
"Dipper! Dipper! You got to check this out!"
Mabel screamed down the hallways, flinging a piece of paper in her hands. The eager 13 year old raced down to the living room, where she knew her twin brother was watching T.V. Dipper was resting casually on the large sofa chair, watching one of Gravity Falls' weird television programs. He glanced over to his sister who jumped though the doorway and landed face first on the floor. Dipper cringed for a second as Mabel laid there, quiet.
"Mabel..?" Dipper started, but Mabel rose from her position on the floor a few quiet seconds later, rising like a zombie. She then threw her hand towards Dipper, unveiling a peculiar advertisement in her hands. "Read it, read it!" Mabel cheered. Dipper took the piece of paper and read the words and context out loud:
COME ONE, COME ALL TO THE FESTIVAL OF LANTERNS IN GRAVITY FALLS!
Dear Gravity Falls locals and tourists, we are announcing the most special event of the season (besides Summerween), which is the Festival of Lanterns!
Come with your loved ones (or your significant other, oh la la~) and walk around town looking at all the lanterns hanging on every street and every cableline! (We have permission to use the cablelines for the evening, and we are also supervising to make sure there will be no accidents).
So come on out and see the glorious and beautiful lights! Fireworks will be fired at the last hour!
When?: Monday, July 24th, 5:30 P.M.-11:30 P.M.
Where?: Gravity Falls Main Center, near the Gravity Falls Chapel
What?: Lantern viewing, personal lantern crafting, other lantern stuff
The young boy raised an eyebrow after reading the poster. "Lantern Festival?" Dipper said to himself. "There was no Lantern Festival when we first came here and when we left."
"It's only because the festival happens every 4 years, Dipper!" Mabel explained, sitting on top of the chair's arm rest. "This means this is my chance to find someone to date! I can forget all the mistakes from last year's summer romances and find new ones!"
Dipper rolled his eyes at Mabel's supposed plan. Not again.
Dipper threw the poster aside, and continued watching the program displayed on the old television. He didn't really bother with Mabel's love life, but he had to get in it if the boy was starting to harm or turn Mabel's life around in a negative way. "I don't know, Mabel..." Dipper started. "I might skip out on this one. I have better things to do than see a bunch of lanterns around the town."
Mabel's face practically dropped. "Aw, c'mon, Dipper!" Mabel complained, grabbing onto Dipper's arm and shaking it. "It's going to be so much fun!"
"It doesn't sound like it," Dipper replied back, shrugging Mabel's hand off of him. "Maybe next time, Mabel. I'm sure you can find a date until the day."
"But it's so close! Today's Friday, at the festival is on Monday; it's only 3 days away!" the girl sighed, and she collapsed onto the floor again. "I need to find a date right now!"
Mabel rose from the floor and rushed over to the side where Dipper carelessly threw the poster and picked it up, and ran over to the door and opened it, slamming it behind her when she left.
Dipper pretended none of that ever happened, and grabbed the T.V. remote to switch channels. "Better, things, to, do..." Dipper sang, staring at the switching programs. He did have second thoughts on maybe coming, just for his sister, but he didn't care about that right now.
"This is priceless."
Bill's voice echoed throughout the black and white room, different screens surrounding him showing the different activities of Crescent Fished-Tailed Moon, Question Mark, Pine Tree, Llama, and so forth. However, he was attached to the screen that showed the child psychic and his whereabouts.
Bill looked at the young Gideon taking a baby nap in his prison cell, chuckling at how the child snored in his slumber. In a monotone universe like Bill's, it was hard to find something funny to get entertained at. "Ah, Eyed Star, you're making me cry," Bill laughed, removing a tear from his eye. "Seriously, sometimes I wish you could stop breathing. Literally." Bill continued to laugh as the boy turned around in his sleep, like a pig in a mud bath.
This was how Bill spent his Friday afternoons.
Then, out of no where, a new screen flashed in front of the dream demon, in mysterious cryptic writing Bill ciphered as 'Shooting Star Viewpoint'. There was something going on in Mabel's life Bill had to ruin and spy on.
Swiping the snoring child away, Bill tapped on the flashing screen and it quickly faded to a 3rd person view of Mabel strolling down the town. She was holding a piece of paper in her hands, and looking at it with pride and joy. Bill squinted his eye to see what the paper read, and he realized it was an advertisement for one of his favorite events in the town- The Festival of Lanterns.
"And what does she want from this festival?" Bill asked himself, as he tapped on the screen two times to hear Mabel speak.
"Gonna find a date, gonna find a date," Mabel sang, skipping down the sidewalks. "Gonna find a date for the festival!" She continued to recite the words in a melodic tone as it started to flood inside the bland universe. Bill started to find it annoying, but an idea came into his mind.
The dream demon's eye widened. So Shooting Star wants a date... for one of my favorite festivals.
"Oh, this is scandalous." the demon schemed.
Bill quickly held his index finger on the screen, as a small tab showed an option to track down and follow Shooting Star's whereabouts, activities, thoughts and dreams. With no turning back, Bill chose the 'yes' option, and a bright and glowing yellow frame ignited around Shooting Star's viewing log. Bill tapped his fingers like an evil mastermind as he stared at the cheery 13 year old girl who he was going to play with.
"Let's play Love Games, shall we?" Bill said.
Mabel continued strolling down the streets, giving quick stares of delight when she saw a cute boy near her or faraway from her. She also noticed there were more tourists than usual, and she guessed they were here for the festival. More boys to flirt with then, Mabel cheered in her head.
Gravity Falls seemed to be more happier than usual, but Mabel was aware of the locals and the supernatural in the town that still existed. A lot has changed since she first came here, such as the Mystery Shack selling grappling hooks and themed items based off of her brother and herself, Wendy's haircut (which only been shortly trimmed), and how Pacifica occasionally said 'hi' whenever she walked by Dipper or Mabel. But so far, it's been nice visiting her new favorite town in America, and how she was super excited for what seemed to foreshadow her future romantic life- The Festival of Lanterns.
Suddenly, Mabel stopped skipping in her tracks and her eyes locked on the most cutest boy she saw for today. He had a cute and shiny auburn colored mane, tied into a small pony-tail, and she noticed that he was taking a few pictures of the town with happiness glued to his face. He looked around Mabel's age, so Mabel thought she would get that boy for sure. "Hot boy, here I come!" Mabel beamed.
The girl made a ran for it, tried to make her running steps quieter so she can make a gentle and quiet approach, as her heart started racing as she got closer and closer to the cute boy photographer.
But suddenly, something bright and yellow bumped in front of her.
Mabel flew to her back as she got in contact with the sudden distraction, closing her eyes to get her conscience back. She laid back-flat on the ground and rubbed her forehead, where a stinging pain started to grow. "Ow..." she moaned, sitting up. Mabel then opened her eyes to see a tall and handsome young man with a top hat and a pyramid bricked patterned tail-coat, holding a black cane and one of his eyes were eyepatched. He bend down towards Mabel and offered a hand to her. Mabel also noticed that the world around her was completely monochrome, and her cheeks started to flush red because of the young man's handsome appearance.
"Oh gosh, are you okay?"