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Rated: T-M (for mature themes)
Chapter 4- Starstruck.
The Mystery shack.
Such strategy was to sneak and steal that greasy wallet, waffling it in his sorry face. It was genius, it was undeniably the best payback. Unfortunately, with Mabel hopping no the bed like a hyper rabbit, her skirt flew up and Dipper couldn't help but notice her pink underwear.
Trying to ignore the temptations, he crouched down on the shaggy carpet, peering underneath the King size bed. It was dusty under there, coats and coats of thick fluffy dust and carpet shavings. Luckily it was surprisingly very immaculate. There were only three proper things: A mysterious looking brief case, an old tie of his and an old laptop. Much to be expected of Stan.
Fortunately, the brief case seemed to have a sort of ring to it. Like in those cliche movies where they find a locked box with dark, sinister secrets staring at them in a malignant way. Dipper was determined to exploit these "secrets" or more so hopefully concealed inside would be the infamous wallet of grunkle Stan.
"Hey, Mabel!" He called up, muffled from halfway under the bed. "I think I found the hiding spot of his wallet," He smirked in excitement.
Mabel wasn't really bothered at all, sure it was very exciting that he had found something. Unfortunately, this was no crime scene or some great mystery. This was them, feeling annoyed about their rude uncle's snotty, stuck up behaviour so by using his wallet as bait they could blackmail him.
"Coming!" Mabel giggled childishly, pouncing off the bed, sliding like a serpent next to her sibling regretting it.
Mabel placed her soft, graceful hand on Dipper and smiled, "What did you find my mystery twin!" She laughed coolly.
The Mystery twins. It was so enlightening to hear that name, after all they were the Sherlock Holmes and Watson duo of Gravity falls. It was so nice to get recognised by their name in their town. Whenever there was a mystery that needed cracking, it was the Mystery Twin's job to solve it.
Dipper tried to resist the temptation of snuggling her up into a bundle, he needed that brief case to be in his grasp. By all unwillingness, he stretched his arms till they were unable to go any further and curled his index finger around the handle of the dusty black brief case, dragging it painfully out of the claustrophobic space.
As he emerged with the severely heavy case, it gave a deathly, ghastly sort of scent. It reeked of chaos, havoc and despair; it smelt worse than grunkle Stan's socks after a beach day. Revoltingly dripping with danger, uncertainty and evil.
Mabel latched onto her brothers arm and hid her nose from the smell of death. She wondered how such box could have such a scent lingering onto it. It couldn't have mouldy socks in it, that was for sure.
Dipper noticed a five letter pin on the centre of the case. Below it was a holographic keyboard, most probably to type in the code. Numbers were much simpler, but a word could be anything. There are over a hundred, five letter words in the world...
Mabel couldn't stand the aroma it gave off, she knew something was wrong. "Umm..Dipper..." She shook his arm.
"Hm?" He looked at his nervous sister. "What's wrong?" Trying to decipher the code.
"What if we are not meant to see what's inside...?" She asked inquisitively, worried of what could be lurking inside.
He gave her a cuddle, he couldn't resist. He embraced her closely and didn't intend to let go, "Mabel, it's just a brief case, it doesn't have the room to fit anything sinister," He rubbed his hand down her back, soothing her qualms.
Mabel took a breath and cuddled her brother for a while. It was comforting, but she realised it was time just to face her fears and open it. "But nothing good had come from opening boxes.." She added.
"How so?" Dipper asked.
"Like what about Pandora's box!" She just remembered, that cursed box from the ancient times. It brought great atrocity over Prometheus, so what if it contained something unholy and cursed?
"Number one, Pandora's box was a box not a brief case and number two, Stan wouldn't keep something that could curse people under his bed," He reassured her, reluctantly letting go of his sister, steadily drawing his hand near the keypad.
Mabel breathed deeply, "O-okay...so what could the password be?" She asked. "It's only five letters long, so it should be easy!" She beamed a smile optimistically.
She was unknown to the fact that it could be any five letter word, Stan wouldn't choose something obvious like "money." Without answering her question, he began typing in random words starting with: Laugh, Steal, Cross, Giant and Funny. Every single one of those words came up as invalid which frustrated Dipper even more. He wouldn't give up, he had done this before when hacking into that laptop to save the world.
"Ughnn..It's no use.." Dipper huffed after multiple new goes. "What could it be?" He mumbled, typing in "Cries."
Mabel giggled, "Want to call it quits bro?" She suggested. "This case was just NOT meant to be open as I said.." Rolling her eyes.
Dipper shook his head, following on he typed: Green, Lilac, Hello, Dolls, Crown, Jewel..
Once again they all bleeped "INVALID" at him maliciously.
"How about my name?" Mabel grinned. "It has five letters- M-A-B-E-L" She helpfully spelled out.
Dipper's mind exploded with hope, maybe grunkle Stan made his password so strange for him so no one would ever be able to guess it. It was without a doubt worth a try so without further ado, he slowly typed in each letter, cringing in envy at his choice of password. Why his own niece, when he treated her like shit.
Ping!
The lonely little case was unlocked. Now was the moment of truth, looking inside the case to check out the content it could hold. Mabel hid her head behind Dipper, gritting her teeth, whilst he gradually opened it.
Letters. A largish pile of opened letters.
Dipper looked in bewilderment, what stench would emerge from letters? Mabel peered her head around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was only letters. Dipper took her hand and smiled, "Only letters, Sis" He squeezed it gently.
Dipper used his other hand and unfolded the top letter carefully.
Dear Stan,
Your hours are up, you will be hunted.
If only you had given me your stupid brat of a niece
your life would of been safe and secure.
Unfortunately for you, you did not
follow my orders and now you are no longer needed,
you will be terminated and following on, your
niece will become mine for the taking without your protection.
- Anonymous.
Dipper soon realised why he was so reluctant to give over the letter, although it seemed this would be the final one, considering it sounded like his last chance. His poor uncle, so conceited and cruel, yet put in such a disastrous situation. His poor twin, the one whom his wished to marry would be swept away by some anonymous writer.
In all of Gravity falls, who could want to take her? Gideon would have no need, Bill Cipher was destroyed after Weirdmaggedon and any other person would have no need at all. Stan should've mentioned something, how long have these letters been going on? If these are recent they needed to tell Stan right away!
Only Dipper decided to take all the letters out except the bottom one, instead of putting it on the ground, he unfolded it hurriedly and began reading it, trying to decipher who this mysterious, menacing person would be.
Dear Stan,
You thought you destroyed me, but I am back.
I ask for one simple request.
Give me your bratty niece, you have a week.
Refuse: you are dead.
Skip town: You are dead.
Tell her, her brother or anyone: They both are mine.
Those are your rules, play my game
or suffer the consequences. It's an easy game, just play wisely.
Don't believe that this is real? I will visit you tonight for your offerings.
- anonymous.
Mabel was enraged with guilt, "W-we were going to blackmail him for something out of his control!" Mabel stuttered, getting up instantly, heading towards the door in panic. "We have to go tell him we know!" Mabel twisted the handle open.
"No! Mabel!" He ran after her in haste, managing to grab her wrist. He gently hoisted her inside, closing the door quietly.
"Dipper, please, please we have to save grunkle Stan!" She pulled against his grasp, trying to free herself.
"Sshh, Mabel!" He put his hand on her mouth and sat her down on the carpet. "It said if we knew they we would both be taken!" He reminded her.
Mabel looked down and stopped yapping or struggling, "I-I know that Stan is a pain in the ass, but he's sacrificing this much..for us.." A tear dropped onto the carpet. "We can't let him die.." She said sadly, leaning on his shoulder.
"Everything will be okay, Mabel," He tried to act like her for once, always perfectly optimistic.
Mabel looked up at her brother and leaned close to him, blushing. Dipper couldn't believe it, maybe this would be a kiss to set off a beautiful relationship. Was it a kiss? He was so nervous, did he have bad breath, did he brush his teeth today? Agh..
Dipper didn't care, he pushed his lips against his Sister's and fell on top of her as she was laying on the carpet. The two twins held each other close, smothering each other with deep kisses of carefree.
Dipper kissed her deeply, breathing in her every breath, "I love you Mabel," He said sweetly.
"I love you too Dipper," She replied, kissing him harder.
In their misfortune, Stan came bolting through the bedroom door, catching them red handed on top of each other, french kissing. Stan just looked and gasped in astonishment. He just witnessed his niece and nephew making out. Two twins; this was incest.
Stan had ruined Dipper's chances, now he and Mabel would never be together..
He could see it now, Stan phoning up his parents informing them on the recent events. Dipper would be shipped to some boarding school in Switzerland and he would never see her ever again.
Mabel looked up in embarrassment, holding her brother closely.
"Dipper! Mabel!" He roared in anger. "What the fuck are you doing! You're twins!" He coughed, baffled by what he just saw.
Dipper stood up, he wasn't planning on being shipped to no boarding school, he would make Stan see that this was his choice. "Grunkle Stan, what ever you are about to do like tell my parents, please for Mabel's sake don't..." He confronted his outraged uncle. "I-I love Mabel and she does too, if you tell my parents then she'll suffer too!" Dipper reasoned with him.
Stan sighed, "Kids these days, at this dire moment, I can't be bothered with this.." He grunted. "But you know, twins aren't meant to fall in love, so why did you?!" He hissed at them.
Mabel got up and stood beside her brother in support, "Grunkle Stan, you've done some pretty illegal stuff, I love him because he is the most amazing guy ever so criminal you can't talk!" She snapped at him, holding Dipper's hand.
Dipper was starstruck, she felt the same..
