Chapter 5- Mabel
"Men," Mabel growled under her breath, taking a shortcut through the woods. She stepped over a couple of gnomes dragging a large branch off of the path, brushed away a few fairies, and ignored Celestabellebethabelle as she attempted to get Mabel's attention.
"Mabel! Oh Mabel, I had so much fun the last time we had a fight, would you like to do it again? Mabel!"
"URGH!" Mabel kicked a tree stump, her scream silencing the forest. "Can't you be like normal forest creatures, and LEAVE. ME. ALONE!?"
"Sorry"
"Yeah, Sorry."
"What they said!"
"Revengeeee…."
Mabel rolled her eyes. "Quit it ." She kept walking, the forest now noticeably quiet.
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Climbing up the stairs, Mabel heard a quiet whispering from Bill's room, Vaguely curious, she walked up to his room, and placed her ear to the door.
"Jane, what am I going to do? If he has Dipper, I don't think I can keep this place safe for much longer without his help."
Mabel jerked her head away. "He knows where Dippers is?" She whispered, before placing her ear back onto the door.
"No, I don't think… Wait, what? She's right outside the door?" Mabel heard several footsteps, and she backed away quickly as Bill flung the door open, his face blank. "Yes, Jane, this is Shooting Star, who I had forgotten was EXTREMELY NOSY." His gaze sharpened, crossing his arms.
"Who's Jane?" Mabel squeaked out, shrinking under Bill's harsh gaze.
"None of your business, Mabel." Bill looked up at the ceiling. "I'm pretty sure my room is meant for ME and ME alone."
Mabel wiped away a couple of tears she just barely noticed. "Which happens to be in the very house I live in."
Bill ruffled her hair and turned slightly to the right. "But you're not the owner of it. See you in the morning."
Mabel sighed, as the door shut. "Yeah, see you." She walked inside her room, and fell onto her bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Why won't you tell me anything?"