Maybe in another life
Chapter 2: Nothing to fear but fear himself
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Firstly, my reviewers:
Phsyco, you're hilarious.
Feeling conned, the weather should clear up, but there's a slight chance of showers in the weekend.
How is everyone finding the soundtracks? I really should work on other stuff. But writers block be a cruel mistress.
Soundtracks: My demons by starset
Mabel was having a nice night. It was surprising how gentle Robbie was being. True, they'd only kissed. Okay, more like made out, but he was taking it slow. It's not like she had anyone to compare to but mermando, and he was a merman, and married. Mabel felt shivers go down her spine when Robbie brushed the top of her halter dress, his thumb tracing a slow circle at the top of her spine.
Robbie paused, making his way from her lips to her neck, giving little nips here and there. Mabel arched her back into the Goth. Humming his appreciation Robbie held her closer. Mabel made a bit of distance between herself and the man holding her. She was panting. Her heart thundered in her chest almost painfully.
Robbie seemed aware of this. He smiled and moved to set her down on the floor. "I'll only go as far as you want." Mabel sighed, nuzzling him. "You'd be my….. " The man nodded, understanding.
Robbie held her hand in-between his, like it was delicate and he might break it. "I-"
Something crashed against the van. It pounded on the door. When no one answered it pounded harder, the shaking separated by large thumps and howls.
Robbie clutched Mabel close, crushing her. "It's not getting in here." Mabel looked up at the Goth, frightened. She'd expected something supernatural when coming back to Gravity falls, Oregon.
"I learned my lesson, after coming into contact with the forces in this town. Like I said, nothing is getting in here. These walls are covering three centimeter titanium and the windows are bulletproof glass."
The teens shrank closer together when another thump almost tipped the van. Fear inside their veins, making them shutter and moan like children.
Robbie pressed a kiss to Mabel's forehead. As he released her he whispered in her ear, "I'll go up front and see what the hell that thing is." Mabel grabbed him. "No."
Another thump shook the van causing both to scream. "It's probably just the gang, messing with us." He smiled, giving a shaky thumbs up.
This didn't make either teen feel better. It was unlikely that the thing outside was human, much less a bunch of teens prancing a friend. Robbie crawled on hands and knees towards the front of the van. A crash made him cry out.
A hand was squirming through the glass. The bullet proof glass. Somewhere in the background Mabel had started crying. A crash rocked the van again. A large dent popped inwards near Mabel.
The fist disappeared with a bloody chunk of Robbie hair, leaving him clutching the area and whimpering. "Mabel….. Run. RUN! Please….. Run!" The girl let out a breath. She started crawling towards her boyfriend.
It was quiet outside the van. This seemed far more frightening than the thundering fists and body sized dents in the side of the van. Mabel made it to Robbie's side, gently stroking his face. "Hey…. Shhhhh."
She cradled his head in her lap. This may have been one of the worst dates of her life. But she genuinely cared for Robbie Valentino. The month of late night chats and phone calls and skypes. It made her heart soar. He was much nicer than she remembered. His parents had sent him off to military camp.
Mabel Pines had made up her mind. Finding a spare blanket she made a pillow out of it and lay Robbie's head on it. Careful of the glass, the teen made her way outside. She'd hopped down on to the ground. The van tottered, and tipped over on its side.
A large ripping sound made Mabel's blood freeze. Her breathe puffed out in short gasps. The other side of the van was expanding. Another loud pop and the titanium tor open like a sardine can, with Robbie Valentino spilling out, bloody and lifeless.
Mabel turned, heading for the tree line. A familiar golf cart's headlights momentarily blinded the girl. She raised up her arm, the bright headlights no competition for the spinning lights behind her eyes. Welcoming relief and darkness Mabel Pines tumbled to the ground, unconscious.
Inside the golf cart:
Dipper Pines watched his sister topple to the ground, unsure of what to do. That thing ripping it's way through the van was dangerous, that much was obvious. And it had followed his sister, much like himself. Dipper didn't see a car, or any other mode of transport through the small portion of trees that surrounded him.
The teen got out of the cart and scooped his sister up, avoiding the tipped van. He hurried to the cart, laying his sister in the passenger seat and buckling her in.
Going to the divers side, not bothering to look back, Dipper sped back to the mystery shack as fast as the cart would allow.
It was a good thing that he was an over protective twin, or rather that he'd heard Robbie tell Mabel that he was taking her to make out point. So, like any rational person, he decided to follow them. His sister wasn't losing her virginity to anyone, not on his watch.
Things are looking up and going according to plan. Heh. Dipper reached his hand out and adjusted his sister's head so it was resting on his shoulder. It was going to be a long drive home.
When Dipper finally parked the cart the lights were out in the shack. He picked up Mabel, made his way to the door, and got it open without much noise or hassle. The boy didn't bother turning on the light in the shop or anywhere in the house. As he made his way past the living room a snap caught his attention. The lamp was on. An arm was attached to the lamp.
A blonde man in a tailored gold vest, black button down shirt, and black eye patch. Dipper stopped, turned and glared. The man raised a single black clad finger to his lips.
"Don't wake shooting star, pine tree. She's already had quite a tumble."
Hey, guys! How'd you like it? Tell me what you think about my handiwork. What about the soundtracks? What do you think will happen to Robbie, and what was wailing on the van? It might have been Lil' phsyco, or it might've been something else. Review and remember,
Reality is an illusion,
The universe is a hologram,
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