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Chapter 2: The Plan

Mabel swung her legs to and fro on the bed as she watched her brother pace around the room. When they were fighting over the rug to give to Ford, Mabel's sweater brushed against the rug, causing static electricity to build up. Then causing them to switch bodies when they hit their heads.

Mabel tilted her head. "So, Bro-Bro, what're we gonna do?"

Dipper stopped pacing for a split second to look at her. He grimaced slightly, and began pacing again.

"Ugh, it still looks weird hearing you say that in my voice. Too bad we don't switch voices, too. And as for what we're gonna do…" Dipper trailed off, stopping in his tracks once again. He looked at her again. "I honestly have no idea."

Mabel brought a finger up to her chin as she brainstormed. She hummed in thought. Mabel looked back at Dipper. "Well… we'll have to find a way to get back that carpet and keep it just enough time for us to switch back without Great Uncle Ford finding out."

Dipper looked at quizzingly. "Why don't we just ask him to lend it us? Or better yet, explain the situation we're in. He'll understand."

Mabel froze at the suggestion and averted her gaze. "Uh-We can't do that. It… it will distract him from his research and from whatever nerd experiments he does and… We don't want that, do we?" She stuttered out. She jabbed a thumb at her (or Dipper's) chest. "Plus this is our mess. We gotta deal with it. Not him."

Dipper eyed her suspiciously for a moment, but ended up letting it drop. She did have a point, Ford would be buried in his research or sorting out everything in his room. He would most likely have no time to help them, with the rift and all.

He nodded. "Alright. Fair point." He moved to sit next to Mabel on her bed. "The only problem is how we're going to get that carpet back. Great Uncle Ford's usually reserved with his stuff. So, I doubt that he'll let either one of us just wander into his room, no matter how close we are to him."

"We could always sneak in there when he's not looking." Mabel suggested, lifting her arms slightly in a shrug.

Dipper stared at the ground in thought, hoping an idea would come to him. However, he got nothing. His eyes wandered around the room for a moment before landing on the clock in between their bed. A lightbulb in his head sparked to life.

He perked up and said, "I have an idea!" Dipper turned to Mabel again. "If we find out the average times Great Uncle Ford is down working in the basement, we can use that information to figure out when we would sneak into is his room and retrieve the Electron Carpet." He explained.

Mabel threw her hands up, beaming. "Perfect! It's fool proof!" She exclaimed. Her arms dropped slightly. "Wait… what're we going to do with all of the extra time in between?"

Dipper shrugged. "I don't know. Just continue on with our lives until then, I guess."

Mabel's eyes brightened at that idea. She quickly stood up as she spoke. "Great! I'm gonna go emba-" She was cut off when Dipper grabbed her (or his) vest and pulled her back to the bed.

"Wait-Hold on. If we're going to be stuck in each other's bodies for more than one day, we'll have to establish some ground rules."

His twin pouted. "You're no fun." She turns her whole body to face him. "So, Captain Buzzkill, what rules are you talking about?" Mabel said, crossing her arms.

Ignoring his sister's minor insult directed towards him, Dipper started listing off the rules with his fingers.

"First, we need to act normal. Don't do what we did last time. We will also need to act like the other because, well, we are switching places for the time being. Second, to respect the other's privacy, just stay in the underwear we are wearing for now."

"But we'll be all smelly!" Mabel exclaimed with disgust.

Dipper raised an eyebrow. "Better than the alternative."

She looked to the floor with a thoughtful expression and nodded, saying, "Oh yeah, huh."

"As I was saying, the third rule, because you were so oddly insistent on keeping this between us, is that we don't tell anyone about this. However if needed, we WILL tell someone about this. Understand?"

Mabel nodded. "Alright. Now we got all of this planned and sorted out. When should we start recording the times Great Uncle Ford is down working in the basement?"

"I think we could start tomorrow. Since he'll probably be sorting out his room for the next few hours. Want to play a few rounds of Attic Stuff Mini-golf with me until then?"

Mabel shot him a braceless smile. "Sure Dip-Dop! And man, it feels good to not have braces for once."

Dipper rolled his eyes as he walked over to the closet. "Yeah, whatever. But when this whole ordeal is over, you're stuck with them again. Now come over and help me set up." He said, collecting stuff that they could use.

His twin gave a mock salute. "Way ahead of you, bro." She ran over to him and began to set up.

The two spent the rest of the night laughing and playing mini-golf.


Sorry if this chapter was a bit boring. It kinda had to be included to go with the plot and so you have an idea what the heck is going on. (Also something in here ties with something I'm planning on writing in future chapter.) But don't worry, more stuff will happen in later chapters. See you next chapter!

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