The man ran out of the car and gasped at the sight of Marky. "Oh, god! I'm sorry! I didn't see! Oh, god!" He cried. Marky stood up and kicked him the private part. The man fell to the ground, clutched his injured part and groaned in pain, rolling around.

"Get in the car! Get in the car! Get in the car!" He snapped, running towards the car door.

"Wait! Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm FINE!" He grunted, clutching his dislocated arm. We ran inside and I sat in the front seat. It was a mini-van.

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" I said, and ran outside. The man stood up weakly but fell down when I kicked him in his privates.

"THAT'S FOR HAVING A MINI-VAN!" I shouted, ran in the car, clicked my seatbelt and slammed the door shut. Marky sat in the back and shoved Matt next to me.

"WHY?" He asked.

"I don't know how to drive!" Marky shrugged.

"Isn't that Toby?" Jean asked. We spotted two boys running after another boy. It was Tyler! Tyler jumped in through the sky roof and jumped on a seatbelt. Bridget jumped on me and I tried to shove her off. She pushed me back and I fell on Matt's knees. Toby and Beck came closer. Toby slammed a bag of something green and a puff of smoke appeared. They both formed into wolf-like monsters with goo-ish red blood dripping from their lips. They were the sizes of gorillas and ran like them, too. They ran by using their fist as feet. Fist then back feet. Fist then back feet. I shifted quickly and sat down regularly. I pulled the seatbelt over me and clicked it shut. They came closer. I looked down at the buttons of the car. "Do you know how to even drive a car?" Bridget shouted.

"Uhhh..." I choked out.

"Hurry! They're already two feet away!" Jean cried.

"Okay, Mabel! You drove a cart. How hard can a car be?" I insisted nervously. I stomped on the gas and sent the car flying. It sped away. It zoomed off a hill and flew through the air. We landed on the ground and calmed our breathing. "WOOOO!" We exclaimed. We flew over a hill and screamed as we flew over a whole town. We crashed into a pile of trash at The Junk. We sped down the pile in a flash. I spun the wheel around and the car tilted over. I stomped on the gas again and the car zoomed away. I moved the wheel all around and we skidded between two trashcans. "PERFECT PARKING!" I shouted with glee.

"I got the whole thing on video!" Tyler cheered.

"I think I'm going to be sick!" Danny cried. My car door fell off.

"I can fix that!" I said. All the other doors fell off, too.

"That too!" I yelped. The car's hood fell off, the radio exploded and all the windows broke into pieces.

"Not that." I whimpered.

"I can! My dad gave me this magic hammer. I'll have this car looking like brand new but I need you all to find some pieces." Jean smiled, flashing a golden hammer. Danny and Marky fell to the ground. Bridget rolled next to Danny as they began to kiss the ground. "Oh, sweet land!" They cried desperately. Marky helped Jean out and they sat down to catch their breaths. I sat up but something pulled me down. I looked back to face Matt. "Uhhh...can you let go of me?" I asked.

"It's not me. You were sitting on my lap this whole time and you even pulled the seatbelt over us." He pointed out.

"Oh, right." I blushed. I pulled the seatbelt off and stretched as I stepped far away from the car. They sun was barely beginning to set.

"I'll make a fire." Bridget breathed.

"And I'll get the supplies for tonight's campout!" We exclaimed.

"I'll just find some supplies for the car." Matt said.

"I'll help." Jean insisted.

"No, you need to stay here and fix the car." Marky pointed out. I grabbed a blanket and some sticks. I pulled them over eachother.

"FINISHED! I made a tent." I smiled.

"Cool!" Bridget cheered.

"Go find some supplies." Matt instructed.

"Okay!"

I ran the a pile and dug my fingers into an old mattress.

"Alittle help!" I groaned, pulling at it. Matt grabbed it and pulled it out with ease. I dragged it back to Jean.

"What's that for?" She asked.

"WATCH!" I exclaimed. I pulled out the back chair of the Mini-van and the chairs ahead of it. I shoved the mattress in. It was a perfect fit! I placed two chairs across from eachother in place of the whole seat that layed behind the passenger seat and the driver's seat. The chairs faced eachother but the doors behind them would never open. Jean glued them together using fire. She installed a bunch of outlits attatched to her generator that was hidden under the passenger's seats chair. A layer of thick plastic covered the wires and such. Matt grabbed an old mini-fridge that I cleaned out and attatched it to the outlit. The van was very roomy now. I hung a thick curtain behind the passenger and driver seat. After that, we glued a layer of thin metal behind the whole curtain. It covered all of the front of the car. We sliced a small squared hole that could be opened and closed whenever someone wanted to. Jean and Matt attatched a table to the back of the layer of metal. I fixed the mattress by placed new sheets and some blankets on it perfectly. Matt placed some pillows and we sat on the new perfectly fixed bed. Jean worked on the outside. She was spending a lot of time under the car. I heard a loud thud and a groan of pain. Jean crawled out and wiped some oil from her forhead. We rose and walked near the others. Bridget had made a fire in a metal barrel using old trash as the things to burn. We all sat around and watched the fire crackle and rise. My nose felt twitchy. I sniffed the air to find the most delightful scent of my young life! My ears perked up when I heard some chewing. We all slowly turned to face Jean eating some kind of meat. "You had food?" I gasped. She nodded and bit down into what seemed like a strip of beef jerky. Mmm...my favorite! "WE'VE BEEN STARVING ALL THIS TIME AND YOU NEVER TOLD US ABOUT FOOD!" Marky snapped. Jean pulled a jacket over herself and took another bite of her maybe-jerky. I couldn't help but drool at the sight of the delicious piece of meat. My eyes glared at it and my expression was longing. "I have all kinds of meat in my backpack! It's charmed to fill my needs at a never-ending limit. And you just bitched your way out of a meal." She shot back, crossing her arms. She turned away and continued to consume the juicy jerky. I stared at it. The moist, crunchy, delicious piece of beef. The kind that has flavor that splatters across your tongue as you take your first bite of it. Digging your teeth into the jerky as the flavor explodes on your tastebuds. Then, you finally swallow and repeat the cycle again. The most delicious cycle that... "Mabel, you're drooling." Matt pointed out. I looked down and gasped. I wiped my dripping saliva from the side of my lip with the end of my sleeve of my knitted sweater. It wasn't enough. The sweater was scratchy and it irritated my skin. Matt pulled my arms down and wiped my mouth with a clean napkin. "Uhhh...what are you doing?" I asked, rather nervously while raising an eyebrow. He, too, nervously pulled away. I scooted away and didn't dare to shoot a glance at him. "Don't ever speak of that to anyone." I said softly, letting my hair fall over my eyes. I stared at the half-litted ground. I couldn't help but think about Dipper. Was he okay? Was I too late? Why do I talk to myself? Dipper would always make me smile. He was like my older brother. He always made sure I was safe. He always made sure that I had enough rest and that I ate at the right time of everyday. He was the one who cared for me while I had the cold or the flu or any sickness for that matter. The only person that treated me as well as Dipper was...Matt. I felt something scratchy across my lips. I swept back my hair to face Matt. Everyone was asleep. Bridget rolled close near Danny. They must've been fighting or wrestling. Jean and Marky were asleep near eachother but they kept kicking. Tyler layed on a rock. He layed on his back and rolled to his side. Then, his belly. Then, his head on the rock. He rolled to his back again and yawned loudly. Jean rose like a vampire from it's coffin except she still sat down. She lifted up a rock and threw it at Tyler. Tyler fell to the ground in unconsiousness and fell asleep. "Sweet dreams!" She yawned. She layed back down and kicked Marky one last time in his privates. She pulled Marky's blanket over herself and snuggled alone. Marky formed into a wolf and layed next to her. I opened my eyes widely as I felt something scratchy on my lips. I faced Matt. He was trying to stuff a piece of beef jerky in my mouth by force. He poked and poked at my lips using the piece of meat. "EEEEAT!" He whispered. Raising an eyebrow, I shook my head quickly. He kept poking me. I finally sighed and took a bite.

"Goodnight!" He yawned, and handed me a blanket. He rolled into a ball and fell asleep. I ate as much food as I could and stuffed the leftovers in my bag. I grabbed the blanket and layed it over Matt's body. "Matt...why do you care about me?" I asked.

"Dipper. He helped me out a lot. We are more than friends. We're family. And that means I need to protect what he loves. So for now, I'm the new Dipper." He mumbled.

"The new Dipper, huh?" I insisted under my breath. Yawning, I collasped onto the ground and stared at the never-endless sky. Very soon, the stars became farther. Far away from my eyesight. So tiny, you couldn't even see it. Farther and farther. Until I saw nothing but darkness and my thoughts. ...The New Dipper.

A/N: It's my B-day!

'Nuff said.

- Debie :D