A/N: As of now the time between the stories when I post them will be delayed, because of my absence of a laptop at home. I type these during school when I have the chance, thus the reason why the chapters are short. –TangerineHat (AmosuLoafbud)
The next morning Mabel Pines was searching outside around the Mystery Shack. It was Tuesday. Wendy Corduroy and Dipper Pines leaned against the shack and insipidly watched Dipper's twin sister skirt the bushes and scan the pine trees. Waddles walked up from behind her and oinked.
"No, not now, Waddles," said Mabel, agitated.
The key's got to be outside, if not in, thought Mabel.
Wendy was tossing a quarter and her eyes followed it. "Mabel, are you finished finding your key?" she asked with a sigh.
"Yeah," added Dipper, "it's no use. Even I helped you try to find it. Maybe we'll find it tomorrow."
Mabel stopped walking and turned towards them. She opened her mouth but nothing came out.
A car was heard drifting in the distance. Wendy looked up, alerted. Her face faded into a calm expression. "Well, there goes Thompson and the boys," she said. She waved bye to the twins as she ran off. Mabel and Dipper watched off at her as the blue van drifted to a halt in the front yard. The side door slid open and a voice shouted, "Hey, Wendy, come on in!" Before Wendy climbed in she stepped on a tiny journal without notice.
Mabel widened her eyes and hurried to grab the book, dusting it off.
Seconds later Robbie V stepped out of the driver's seat and grabbed Wendy's hand softly when he approached her.
"Hey, babe," he said in his usual husky voice. He looked subdued and collected with a smirk on his face.
Wendy hissed, "I told you to stop calling me that."
Mabel had caught something glistening in Robbie's pockets in his jeans. His hand subconsciously slid out of them and a silver key was revealed halfway into the morning sunlight.
Mabel jumped. "The key!" she shouted.
Dipper flashed a surprised look at her. "What? You found it?" he asked, unsure.
Not noticing Mabel until her football-tackle surprised him Robbie released a forced grunt and collapsed to the ground.
Wendy stepped aside, shocked. "Mabel, what are you doing?"
Mabel had to hand wrestled to snatch the key. She held it high in her hand, as if showing it to the world. "I got it, Stanley!" she cheered through a braces-filled smile.
"Stanley?" echoed Wendy, Dipper echoing after Wendy with the same confusion.
Great, kid, now grab the purple journal of Aburi and take the key with you to your room!
The voice of Grunkle Stan's copy echoed in Mabel's ears faintly. Aware of the mystified, wild stares from Dipper, Wendy and the boys Mabel dashed through the Mystery Shack door and left it open for it to swing helplessly.
A/N: Be sure to R&R and watch out for more!