Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. School and homework, the regular stuff. Anywho thank you to everyone who has followed, favorited, and reviewed this story! I'm so glad that you guys like it! Now I bet my rambling is boring you so ON TO THE CHAPTER!
She wanted to follow him. She wanted to know what was wrong. She wanted to help. What's going on and why won't he tell me? the worried twin thought. She looked through the windows of the shack, watching her brother until the forest swallowed him up. She sighed and continued sweeping, knowing not to bother Dipper when he went in the woods by himself.
Worried footsteps pattered the wooden floor as Mabel paced around, continuously looking at the clock every few seconds. It's been about six hours since Dipper ran into the woods without any information as to where he was going. The twin knew something was off, she could feel it. Why didn't I notice it earlier?! blaming herself for this. No, Mabel. Dipper wouldn't want you beating yourself up for this. Now what would Dipper do? the girl thought, stroking an invisible beard while doing an inquisitive hmmm that she's seen detectives do in the movies and Ducktective.
Got it! Mabel ran upstairs, hoping that for once Dipper would forget his journal, although knowing him he probably didn't. She was utterly surprised to see it there however, lying on his bed. Weird... She hopped on to his bed and picked up the crimson journal. Mabel flipped through it, hoping that something would help. There was nothing. She then remembered the invisible ink, and grabbed the blacklight. Maybe this thingy-majig will work! The girl flicked it on and flipped through the journal once again. Mabel found nothing once again and was about to close the journal once more, defeated, when a page she must have skipped caught her attention.
"Hmm, what's this?" she mumbled to herself, reading the page. "This is perfect!" the excited girl exclaimed as she grabbed her grappling hook and a flashlight, just in case it got late. She ran down the stairs and practically broke open the backdoor.
"Woah, kid! Where you going?" a surprised voice said from behind the ecstatic girl. Grunkle Stan stared at Mabel, curiosity evident in his eyes, especially at the sight of the grappling hook.
"I'm going to get a perception orb and look for Dipper! And before you say anything, I AM using the journal for defense!" the girl said, positive that her grunkle wouldn't say no to that.
"Look, kid. I know you want to find your brother and all, but it's already late and I don't want to lose you, too. And besides, I'm sure your brother's fine, he has his journal. He always does! So nothing to worry about!" Stan said, with a fake optimism, hoping that he wasn't wrong.
"But-" Mabel tried to explain that Dipper did not in fact have the journal.
"No buts except yours away from that door and in the kitchen having some ketchup packets, and a quarter of Stancakes," Stan interrupted, pointing towards the kitchen door. He saw Mabel look at him desperately for a minute before obeying and heading towards the kitchen, handing Stan the grappling hook and the flashlight.
Stan was in his portal lair at around midnight when he heard the scream.
Please don't kill me! The cliffhangers, I know, I know. I'm sorry DX. I'll try to update as soon as I can. Oh yea, this is a two-parter chapter, just saying. And it's a Mabel chapter with more Stan :D! Yay! Please R & R! Thanks for supporting me on my first fanfic! Til' next chapter, ONWARDS AOSHIMA!