Gravity Falls: Waddles Can Talk!
"Hey Mabel." Dipper entered the door to the Mystery Shack and dropped his backpack on the floor.
Mabel was mindlessly eating popcorn with her left hand and petting her pet pig Waddles with her right. She didn't care to look away from the TV, and replied almost subconsciously, "Hey Dipper."
Dipper sat down on the floor next to Mabel and sighed of exhaustion. He looked at Waddles for a second, and got a humorous look, "That pig never leaves your side, does he?"
"Nope." Mabel replied, half-minded again.
A moment of awkward silence passed as Dipper tried to figure out why Mabel was so invested in the TV. He continued, "Grunkle Stan is making me do these stupid chores all day and it's getting really exhausting. I feel like whenever I sit down I'm gonna hear Stan's voice shout, 'come clean the outhouse!' or something. It's a nightmare." Dipper explained. He looked at Mabel, who wasn't responding. Whatever she was watching she was obviously really invested in it.
"I don't know why I tell you things." Dipper said.
"Nope." Mabel said, almost as if she knew she was irritating Dipper.
"Welp, I'm gonna go get a drink." Dipper stood up and walked into the kitchen to get some water.
After a brief moment of silence, Waddles lazily jumped off Mabel's lap. He curiously waddled towards Dipper's backpack, while sniffing as if he'd picked up a scent. He perused the bag, and struggled to pull out a mysterious glowing red vile. With the glass tube in his mouth, he oinked a few times to get Mabel's attention, so that she could see what he got. She didn't look away; she kept staring at the TV. A little frustrated, Waddles walked in front of the TV, and lucky for him, the TV was close to the ground so he could actually block her view. "What is it Waddles…" Mabel said, going through the motions of an average pig's average crisis.
Waddles now mad at her owner because she wouldn't pay attention to him, was oinking really loudly, as if in distress. Mabel sighed and dropped her head in submission, before finally getting out of the recliner.
She loped over to Waddles and spoke happily, "Whatchya got there? Huh, piggy? Huh?" She picked him up off the ground and held him up high. The pig was happy again, and so was Mabel. Suddenly, Waddles accidentally dropped the red vial when he opened his mouth to try to lick Mabel. It broke on the floor and made a loud breaking sound.
"WAH!" Mabel let Waddles down on the floor, and he immediately ran off. "DIPPER!?" Mabel shouted to Dipper.
"Gah! What!?" Dipper walked out of the door a few feet away from Mabel, "I'm right here! You don't have to yell."
"Oh, well do you know where the vacuum is?" Mabel asked, "Waddles and I kinda just broke something…"
Dipper sighed, "I'll go get it…" and he walked out of the room.
Waddles came back, and curiously started sniffing the red liquid that spilled over the floor. Soon after, he started rubbing his face in it, trying to drink it all up. Before Mabel could stop him, Waddles got rid of almost all the liquid. Mabel called out to Dipper, "HEY DIPPER!?"
"Again with the yelling!" Dipper came out of the kitchen with a vacuum, "I didn't go anywhere!"
"Uh, what was that red vile thing you had in your backpack?" Mabel worriedly asked.
Dipper replied unknowingly, "Red vile thing… what? What red vile thing?"
"Umm…" Mabel pointed to the mess on the floor. "That?"
Dipper looked at it fearfully, "I don't remember putting that in my bag…"
Waddles looked at Mabel and tilted his head sideways, and said, "I know I didn't."
While Dipper didn't move or speak because he was paralyzed with fear, Mabel didn't move or speak because she was paralyzed with excitement. Waddles voice was raspy and just slightly high-pitched.
Waddles said again, with innocence, "Why are you guys looking at me like that?"
Dipper looked at Mabel, who had a growing smile.
"Um, Mabel?" Dipper said, "I- uh- I think Waddles might've drank some of Old Man McGuckit's… voice serum…"
Mabel's smile grew wider, and she took a deep breath like she was about to scream at the top of her lungs. "OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH! WADDLES YOU CAN TALK!?" Mabel rushed to her pig and hugged him, "OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!"
"Mabel you're hurting me!" Waddles said as he was being strangled by Mabel's hug.
"HOLY CRAP YOU TALKED!" Mabel hugged him harder, and finally put him down.
The tween stared into her pet pigs eyes with true amazement. Awkward silence filled the room.
"…I'm gonna go now…" Dipper slowly backed away from Mabel, and out the door.
Now alone with her pig, Mabel began joyfully unrelenting her questions, "What's your favorite color?"
"Magenta."
"Why do you eat slop?"
"I like the taste."
"Why do you eat like a pig?"
"Because I am a pig."
Getting more excited, "Who's your favorite actor?"
"Kristen Schaal."
"OH MY GOD!" Mabel said in overwhelming excitement. "This is AMAZING!"
A low raspy voice could be heard from the door, "Why is my hearing aid picking up so much teen excitement?"
Mabel saw Grunkle Stan walk in, "GRUNKLE STAN!" Mabel stood up and rushed over to him.
"Oh." Stan realized exactly what was making all the noise and he felt stupid for not realizing it earlier.
"Stan! Stan! Waddles can talk!" Mabel was tugging on Stan's suit sleeve and pointing at the extremely confused pig.
Waddles was getting slightly annoyed, "Mabel, could you please stop? You're embarrassing me."
"AH!" Stan leaped back at the talking pig. "How is he doing that! And why does he sound like an old-timey braodway singer?"
"I- uh- I don't know! A weird red vile thing fell on the floor and broke, Waddles drank it and now he can TALK! ISN'T THAT AWESOME?" Mabel was speaking at the top of her lungs.
"Geez, kid, I'm standin' right here! Don't need to yell."
"Well what should we do?" Grunkle Stan asked.
Mabel thought about it for a moment… and said almost maniacally "We can do anything we want to now…"
So what you guys think should i continue?