Dipper scowled, throwing a pillow at the door. He'd spent hours looking for Mabel, the results fruitless. "Where could she be? She just doesn't suddenly disappear like this without notifying that she's out." After days of her not notifying where she was, he finally admitted the truth: she was gone. He couldn't pretend that that wasn't a fact any longer.

"But where could she be?" he asked, sitting on his bed. Waddles was sitting next to him, and Dipper scratched his ears. "I bet you miss her too, don't you, Waddles?"

Waddles oinked, then got off the bed.

"Rude," Dipper commented. "I guess some people can't handle a conversation." Dipper thought back to a time shortly before, back when he'd faced off against a psychic runt. "I know where to go."

As Dipper walked downstairs, Gruncle Stan asked where he was going. Stan too seemed to want to deny that Mabel disappeared, just wanted to pretend it'd somehow get better.

"I'm going to go strangle your mortal enemy."

"Just make sure to be back by dinner."


Bud Gleeful seemed surprised to see Dipper at the door. "Why hello," he said. "Are you a friend of Gideon?"

"You and I both know that I'm not." Dipper pointed directly into Bud's face. "Show me where hairspray boy is right now or so help me I will run you over with the Mystery Cart."

"Come right in," said Bud Gleeful. "Would you like some imported Columbian coffee?"

"Thanks for the offer, but coffee isn't really my thing."

"You have fun with Gideon now."

Dipper passed by a woman who was frantically vacuuming away, seeming to not even notice him. He felt bad for her, clearly this having been done to her somehow by Gideon.

The house was neat, much neater than The Mystery Shack. Dipper opened random doors upstairs, unsure of which did and didn't house Gideon. Perhaps he should've paid some more attention when he was a shrunken midget. He wished he'd quizzed his father-asked where Mabel was, where Gideon's room could be found upstairs. Dipper shook his head, knowing he'd just have to continue.

When Dipper found the door to Gideon's room, he almost jumped in joy. Inside sat the boy, playing on an iPhone.

Gideon looked shocked to see him. "Dipper Pines, what are you doing here? I haven't worked on my evil plan yet."

"Shut up," said Dipper. "What did you do with my sister?"

"I haven't seen her since the last incidence."

"Liar," Dipper said, pointing at him. "You kidnapped her!"

"Why Dipper Pines, I didn't. Really, I don't know anything about her."

Dipper jumped on him, pinning him to his bed. "You're lying! Tell me where my sister is right now!" Dipper had never been angrier in his entire life; he really did feel as if he could strangle Gideon. Even without what Gideon did, Dipper probably would just at the smell of his excess hairspray.

Gideon pushed Dipper off of him, causing Dipper to fall to the floor. Dipper took off his hat, rubbing his head.

"I have no idea about where your sister is." Gideon put his hands on his hips. "And I did not kidnap her. Believe me, I'd be much happier right now if I had." Gideon's frowned. "So I'll take a guess and say that she's missing."

Dipper nodded.

Something strange happened then, something Dipper never expected and something he never expected to happen before, Gideon hugged him. It was close, warm, and kind of. . . nice.

Gideon released him from the hug, pointing towards his celling. "Do you know what this calls for?"

"What?" Dipper asked.

"We must work together to save her!"

Author's Note: Though Gideon and Dipper will fail to save Mabel, I totally want them to work together on this. Short chapter, but I think it gets to the point.