A/N: Hello, readers. I must apologize for the delay. I thought I would have lots of time to write over fall break. I promised two chapters this week, and I failed on that So, I promise double chapters next week. I'm serious this time…hopefully. Anyways, after a few days delay, here is chapter 3!–Mr-Dippingsauce
Chapter Three
Dipper could feel water droplets break against his skin as he walked through the foggy landscape. He shivered in the oversize sweatshirt Steve had given him. He'd had to go talk about something and apparently fog was great weather for meeting outside. Dipper desperately tried to warm himself. After a few minutes, he gave up, and sat down on the cold, metal bench. He shifted his body several times, but nothing felt comfortable. He got up and began to pace around.
He glanced up and saw a girl sitting on a bench across the bark. She looked maybe his age, same color hair, and she appeared to be…knitting.
He watched her for a moment. He seemed…attracted to her. Not in a crush kind of way, but more of a family type of thing. He had no idea why.
He already felt a bond with this girl, almost as if it were telepathic. He thought, who kid this be? After a few minutes
Crazy as it was, it seemed to fit. The way he remembered her fit his idea of Mabel. He had to know the truth.
He began to walk towards her.
Steve and the woman he was meeting were talking.
"No, she hasn't gotten any notes. Weird. Maybe they don't know she's here?"
Steve shrugged and looked over at Dipper. He saw him approaching the girl.
"Oh crap."
Dipper felt an arm tug at him and pull him away from his stride. "Come on son, it's time to go!"
"But wait…!"
"No buts, son, now let's go."
"But…"
Dipper found himself thrown onto the hard asphalt of the parking lot.
Steve's eyes emitted a stare that would have made even the bravest man whimper in fear. He grabbed Dipper's arm and twisted it. Dipper cringed in pain.
"I said no buts." He said darkly. "Now get in the car, and if you say one word, I'll tear your arm out of its socket."
Dipper wrenched his arm from Steve's grip and scurried into the truck.
Dipper sat in his room. The door was locked from the outside. Steve had a pretty big temper. He sighed and rolled over onto his side. After Steve's reaction, he was positive that the girl he had seen was Mabel. That had been the final straw.
He knew that they were lying to him.
"That was a close call." The man on the monitor said. "And totally irresponsible. For this, you must be punished."
Steve felt a sharp electrical shock in his temple. Stupid chip, he thought. He rubbed his temples.
"If he catches even a slight glimpse at the girl, you're gonna fell a lot more pain than you are right now. Got it?"
"Yes sir."
"Good."
The monitor went black.
Dipper,
That girl was Mabel. It is imperative you find her, which you talk to her. You must find her if you want to escape.
-G.
P.S. Be careful. Soon, they will truly begin conforming you to their ways. Just remember; beware the chip.
The man outside the window rubbed his chin. He nodded as he read over his words. Sounds good. He got onto the window ledge.
Dipper was still in his bedroom.
He dived off the ledge and landed in the bushes outside. Crap. He hadn't expected the boy to be back so soon. He thought Steve was going to lecture him about talking to strangers or whatever, and they would be a while.
It wasn't that he didn't want Dipper to know who he was, it was just too dangerous. Too dangerous not just for him, but also for Dipper. If Dipper knew, they would take him in and grill him, until he broke down and told them everything. Then, they would take control of him in this weak mindset and he would be what they called "conformed".
He looked around. He had to find another way in. He climbed out of the bushes and crouched near the wall of the house. He snuck around the wall, and he ran into Steve.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked.
"Oh, Steve! Hey, buddy! I'm just doing a routine inspection. Pssht, you know how it is."
Steve looked at him for a moment, and nodded. "Yeah, I know. Say, you wouldn't happen to have seen anyone suspicious around, huh?"
"Could you be more specific?"
Steve just shrugged. "I don't have any. All we know is at least one of his initials is G."
The man hesitated. "Nope, sorry. If I do, I'll make sure to tell you."
Steve nodded. "Thank you. Now, if you excuse me, I gotta go teach my son a lesson."
Steve walked back into the house and slammed the door shut.
That was close, he thought. I better wait to give Dipper the note.
He dashed up to an old sports car and drove away.
The girl sat on the bed, thinking. She could just remember that guy walking up to her. She knew it was her brother.
She knew the notes were right.
G had said that they were watching her brother but not her. He said that they thought he was more important than she was. That she was just their so she wouldn't help him escape.
She would show them. Mabel Pines could do a lot more than sit around.
Well, there's chapter 3. I promise that there will be double chapters next week!-Mr-Dippingsauce.