WARNINGS: Blood, violence, mild sexual themes, and incest. Do not continue reading if any of these constitute a trigger for you, or if you do not want to read the content.

Vampires and Brothers

Chapter Two

"Wha? Who's there?"

Complete darkness obstructed Dipper's vision as he groggily opened his eyes. Since it was still night, there should not have been any reason for him to wake up from his slumber, and this reason alone put him on edge.

He blearily blinked his eyes, trying to adjust to the dark as his sleep-fogged mind finally cleared. His next reaction would have been to sit up, but he quickly discovered one oddity that prevented this action. A slender, clothed arm was tightly curled around his stomach, and his shoulder felt slightly wet.

The initial panic turned into pleasant butterflies when he realized whom it was. Mabel and he must have fallen asleep together while reading the book.

Dipper quickly squashed the feeling once he realized his thoughts. This was his sister sleeping in the same bed as him, not some cute girl he was having a summer romance with! Maybe he was just happy to be close to his sister? She was, after all, the only person that he could trust in Gravity Falls. Sleeping together meant that she definitely had his back if something was to try to attack him, and he was able to protect her better as well. Yeah, those butterflies were just all that happiness from the relief that it was Mabel!

Something had to be said to his dear sister as she slept peacefully on his shoulder. "Ew, Mabel, you're drooling on me."

"It's mah braces," Mabel slurred in her sleep. "Can't close mah mouth."

Dipper sighed; his heart had stopped racing from the jolt of waking up so suddenly. He closed his eyes, leaning back into the pillow and focusing on the rhythmic sound of his sister's breathing.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Creak.

Dipper's eyes shot open. He turned onto his side, causing Mabel to snuggle closer to him. He put his arm around her as he lifted himself up, unconsciously holding her closer as he scanned the attic for whatever or whoever had made that sound. With narrowed eyes, he looked from side-to-side, up-and-down, and back-and-forth. He didn't see anything.

"Uh, is someone there?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. No one answered him, not that he was expecting anyone to answer him back. They never answered back in the horror movies he watched.

Great. He was already comparing his situation to that of a horror movie's plot. At least with Mabel here he had already avoided the "never be alone" rule.

"Mmm, Dipper?" His nightshirt muffled Mabel's voice. She picked her head up, blinking sleepily at him. "What are you doing?"

"Shh!" Dipper shushed her, loosening his hold so that she could sit up with him. "I thought I heard something."

"Yeah, the sandman, probably," Mabel mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "You're just hearing things."

"No, it sounded like—" Dipper paused, feeling something wet on his arm. "Ugh, Mabel! Stop drooling on me already!"

"It wasn't me!" Mabel protested, frowning at his accusation.

Dipper opened his mouth to argue with her, but then he realized where Mabel was sitting: In front of him. Unless she spit a wad at him, there was no way her saliva would have reached his arm from her position. Mabel seemed to come to this same realization, and they both slowly directed their attention towards the ceiling above Dipper's bed.

Clinging to the wooden ceiling much like a cat would was the small, undoubtedly familiar figure of Lil Gideon. He was leering down at them with two, undoubtedly unfamiliar, glowing, red eyes.

There was a moment of horror shared between the twins before the situation finally clicked in their heads, and they both screamed, scrambling off the bed just as Gideon threw himself down from the ceiling. As they hit the hard, wooden floor, Gideon bounced on the mattress, flying off the bed and landing in front of them.

Dipper took control of the situation, grabbing his sister's arm and pulling her towards the door. In a split second, Gideon appeared in front of him, and suddenly Dipper was flying through the air and slamming into a wooden wall. He gasped as the breath was knocked out of him, and a shooting pain shot up his back. He slid to the floor, wincing in pain.

"Dipper!" Mabel practically threw herself on top of him, gluing herself to his form. Dipper could feel her fingers clenching his shirt's material tightly, but despite the fear resonating off her form, Mabel was glaring at his attacker.

"My sssweeeet," Gideon hissed, giving Mabel a toothy grin. Dipper could not help but notice that, along with the red eyes, Gideon had a newly acquired pair of fangs. He sort of look like a—

Mabel gasped. "Gideon! Are you a... Vampire?"

Gideon simply laughed that obnoxious, posh-sounding laugh of his, but his voice sounded more empty than before. Almost...crueler. Dipper's instinct was telling him that something, other than the vampire transformation, was not right.

"Look what I became for you." The small boy-vampire stepped closer to them. "Isn't this what you wanted? A vampire boyfriend?"

There was a mocking tone in Gideon's voice now, and Dipper had just about enough of it. This guy was trying to say that he turned himself into a vampire just to get Mabel to like him? He was obviously crazy!

"Psycho!" Mabel seemed to be in total agreement with him. She kept herself in front of Dipper, and he feared that his sister was planning on using herself as a human shield if it came down to it. "I already told you that I will never be your girlfriend! You tried to kill my brother! You freak"

"And I will sssssurely sssucccceed thissss time," Gideon's lisp became more prominent as he neared them. "Onccceee I make you mine, you will beg me to kill your brother and your great uncle."

Mabel tightened her grip on Dipper, wildly looking around for something to use. Dipper knew that nothing was within reach, so he waited for the right moment to enact his own futile plan.

It almost happened in slow motion. Dipper suspected that it was the adrenaline rush that made it appear so, but when Gideon lunged at them, Dipper grabbed Mabel by her shoulders and threw her off of him, putting himself in Gideon's direct line of fire. Gideon's crazed, red eyes did not seem to notice the switch, maintaining the same ferocity and lust he had toward Mabel.

Dipper squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the unbearable pain. Cold fingers dug into his bare arms, and two, sharp points punctured his neck. Dipper's eyes shot open in shock, and he trembled as he felt Gideon inject a burning liquid into his neck through his fangs. Then, Dipper's entire body was on fire.

"AHHHH!" Dipper screamed, overcome by burning pain.

"Get off of him!" Mabel's voice tore through the deafening sound of Dipper's blood rushing through his head. She must have done something, for when he blinked, Gideon was no longer attached to him.

"What did you do to him!" Dipper heard Mabel shout as the world around him slowly began to fade to black. "Dipper! DIPPER!"