WARNING: An excessive number of dirt naps are about to be taken. You have been warned.

10

Mabel opened her eyes, and stared up at a very familiar face.

"Hey Lee, I found a little girl." Her vision blurred as she was lifted and the teen turned in the direction of a man with a scarf wrapped around his mouth, and a very familiar stub of hair poking up atop his head. He had McGucket thrown over one shoulder, and his trench coat was covered in burns and tear marks. Mabel tried her best to remember just what it was that she had last heard, it seemed extremely important. But thinking hurt, and it took a moment for her to realize that her arms and legs were completely numb.

"Why the hell would Stanford have an eight year old next to a device this powerful?" Lee seemed to be inspecting the wreckage, and he removed his goggles to procure a better look. Those eyes, that face. It should mean something. Mabel shifted in the teen's grasp, and Lee turned towards her. "Careful Gwendolyn, what do you want to do? Drop her?" The teen rolled her eyes. "Why are you acting so defensive? She was just moving in her sleep. You haven't seen this girl before have you?"

Lee stepped over, removing his scarf and staring down at her with a scar ridden face. Stan? "No…I haven't." He looked around, "C'mon, there's a car over there…we need to get these two to the hospital and locate my brother." Brother? Stan…silly old man…you don't have a brother. "God knows what has happened in my absence…my son he…he probably hates me…" Wait…if Stan doesn't have a brother…why is he my great uncle? But my granddad died years ago. Unless…

"You know, she kinda looks like you." Lee stopped and looked back at her, his face softening upon doing so. "Well she's too young to be Stan's kid…unless he's been leading a REALLY weird life this whole time, which wouldn't surprise me one bit." He broke the window of Stan rental and began hot wiring the car as Gwendolyn laid Mabel down in the backseat, beside an unconscious McGucket. "Shouldn't we uhhh, turn that thing off before it lets in the inter-dimensional creeps."

Lee glanced at the portal before pulling out. "It'll shut off once it runs out of power, which should be in a few minutes." A constant stream of inter-dimensional energy. Mabel's eyes widened in horror and she struggled against the invisible hand which held her mouth closed. "Anyways, we couldn't shut it down manually if we wanted to…the control panel was destroyed by the blast."

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Dipper burst inside, his leg burning with pain from the sprint.

Halfway through Gideon had forced him to stop and take a breather, for which the panicked tween was very grateful for. "Paz? Mabel?" He tried to flip on the light, but the power was out. Goddamn storm! He grabbed a "Mystery Shacktm monster hunting flashlight" from the wrack and ran over to Soos' "breakroom" to grab some batteries from his spare toolset, and stuff them into the flashlight. "Dipper…*pant-pant* slow down! We have to *pant* stick together…" The pre-teen investigator fumbled with the batteries until they were in properly, and grabbed a wrench for protection, almost lodging it in Gideon's skull when the boy surprised him.

"AKH! Don't scare me that…" He looked around and pointed towards the kitchen, handing the younger boy a wrench. "You take this level …I'll check upstairs." He didn't wait for confirmation, instead bolting up the stairs and clutching his wretched leg as he ascended them. A foot stuck out at the top of the stairs and he found himself in too much of a hurry to stop. He went flying with the trip, and the floorboards rattled under his weight.

Hearing the saboteur emit a dark chuckle, Dipper spun around, intent on a fight. But the only person to be seen was an out of breath Gideon. Turning away, he bolted towards the attic upon hearing a piercing scream. "HELP! HE-AHHH!" Feeling gripped with panic, Dipper turned a corner and saw his angular shadow cross over the red which stained the wall. Dipper jumped in fright as the attic ladder came crashing to the floor, and heard his own voice cruelly mock him as he subsequently neared it.

"C'mon Dipper my boy, we wouldn't want to keep our dear sweet Mabel awaiting, now would we?" With every step taking a little bit more out of him, Dipper climbed the steps. Gideon stumbled about in the darkness in an attempt to locate him. But he refused to wait, or heed the younger boy's warnings. He would not lose his sister.

He had lost enough today.

"LET HER GO GLEEFUL! THIS IS BETWEEN YOU AND ME!" In response, his nemesis flicked on a lamp and smiled from behind the cruel light as it half blinded him. "Are you sure…because I seem to remember this being all about HER." He wrenched Mabel off her feet, and Dipper watched in horror as the bruised girl sobbed. Despite the muffling duct tape over her mouth. Dipper was able to make out a few words. His name and pleads for help mostly.

The detective almost took a step forward, but halfway through the motion Dipper Gleeful's placed a hand upon his amulet and Mabel (along with an ax) rose into the air. "You don't wanna move any closer Pines…or you'll lose them both." A frown crossed Dipper's face at this confusing assertion, but his questioning was silenced when the teal energy lifted Paz into the air.

The blonde mirrored the position of his sister, with her fairer complexion showing off twice the bruises. She too desperately tried to communicate through the tape, and Dipper Gleeful moved the ax over to her side in order to silence her. "Choice time Dippy; Your sister or your girlfriend. Either you lose both chances at love in one day, or the playing field is leveled between you and I." Dipper felt his throat begin to constrict, and his hands began to clench and unclench systematically. "If you kill either of them I swear to god I will-" "YOU'LL WHAT?" The axe moved closer to Paz's throat and the malicious sorcerer grinned as Dipper felt hopelessness overcome him.

In a moment of futility, he let out a pathetic word slip from his proud lips. "Please." The grin doubled in size and Dipper knew that his counterpart had total control of the situation. He had to stall. He had to. "I'll choose okay? Just please give me a moment…" Dipper Gleeful raised the watch he had no doubt stolen and spoke in an amused tone. "You have thirty seconds mouth-breather."

The mouth-breather in question had not been listening, locked away deep in his thoughts. As he tried to think of a way out of the dreadful selection, his loathly doppelgänger sniffed Paz's hair. "I don't know Dippy…your sister is pretty great, but you can't very well screw her now can you?" Ignoring his crude jokes, Dipper glanced around the room wildly.

His sadistically calculative brain counted the passing seconds, failing to provide a solution but forcing his demeanor further and further towards sweat soaked rabidity. The captor tightly closed his claws (not nails, they were too yellow and gnarled) on his sister's ear. "Then again, to hell with the judgmental eye of society. Mabes might be better at the ol' horizontal hula than Blondie…" Blood dripped from the restrained girl's ear profusely as Dipper Gleeful inhaled the smell of her hair. "…Who knows? She might have a tighter ass…"

Dipper looked up at that comment and the action caused his calm duplicate to bring the ax close to Mabel's throat. "Ah well honey, I guess your bro is too incompetent to make a simple choice. In another universe you'd be alive and happy…but here you'll just be decapitate-" "NO!"

The homicidal maniac wearing his face scowled. "I'm getting impatient…three…"

There was too much on the line and too little time to formulate a plan. And I'm the "plan" guy. "…two..." But how could he choose, how could he stand to have blood on his hands. Then he realized that the feeling of distress had been different when his twin had been threatened. He knew that with Mabel's help he could forgive himself of Paz's demise, but forgiveness would run from him if he ever let Mabel come to harm.

"…o-" "PACIFICA!" Dipper Gleeful smirked and sent Mabel flying into him. Dipper struggled upwards and desperately tried to untie his sister as the ax dug into Paz's arm, and her scream shook the house. As soon as the tape had been removed from Mabel's mouth, she removed a knife and stabbed it into his side. Pain streaked through him as she yanked out the knife and turned towards her twin with a bloody leer.

A roaring began to fill the world as Dipper felt life fading from within, and color died as the world withered away and void replaced all.

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Gideon Gleeful glared at the twins as they exited the burning shack, covered in blood. "Y-y-you left before we 'ad time to make a plan of attack!" Mabel Gleeful gave her brother a "really?" look and he sighed.

"Listen up shorty, I have my sister now," He placed a hand on her shoulder and she cast a smile his way. The nine year old's brow furrowed. "Ah…ah don't understand…We h-had a deal!" Dipper rolled his eyes, "I. Don't. Need. YOU! My sister doesn't, Bill doesn't, and your own father would prefer you dead. You failed Gideon, except it and get the fuck out of my way, because me and my sister just accomplished what you will never have the balls to do."

He stared up at Dipper with a reddening face, tears beginning to trickle down his cheeks. Mabel's face twisted up in disgust at this reveal of emotion and turned to her brother in surprise. "You teamed up with this loser?" Her twin shrugged lightly, "I found myself in need of resources, and he was easy to manipu-" "RAGHHH!" Gideon clutched his amulet and sent Dipper flying on the scorching roof.

"I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!" He landed on the roof beside his former ally, who rolled over and sent a burning piece of thatch towards the pig faced youth. "I've fought demons, mutants, and dragons. I'm not about to be beaten by an ugly brat!" Gideon roared, and ducked out of the way before sending of wave from gravel below onto the roof. The pebbles pelted the crumbling roof and Dipper had to grip the side to avoid falling.

Gideon forced the drainpipe to twist into a club, and began to giggle like a maniac. "All ma' life I was mocked by fool's like you…but today…NO MORE." The club came down, not on Dipper's hands, but his amulet.

The stone shattered, the shards tearing across his chin and face. Startled out of his wits, he fell backwards and Gideon laughed ecstatically as he neared the ground. Then wave of teal energy surrounded him, and Mabel Gleeful rocketed into the air. Her power gripped Gideon's amulet, nearly pulling him off the roof before the string finally snapped. Closing her palm around the stone, her eyes glowed with unruly power as she sapped the talisman of its power, and dropped it to the gravel below. Coming down like the angel of death, she screeched a string of ancient words before smiling as the fire formed snakes, and coiled around the screaming Gideon.

A cracking sound filled the air as the roof collapsed beneath his wriggling form and he vanished into the scarlet below. With eyes glowing sapphire with power, she picked up her brother and soared through the night sky.

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Gideon Pines looked between the bodies Dipper and Pacifica. It looked like both of their chests rose and fell with breath, but that could have just been a trick of the smoke which stung his eyes and turned the world bleary with water. He knew that he couldn't support both of their weight, and he knew that the house had to be four or five minutes away from collapsing.

His throat was already beginning to choke with the lack of oxygen and he knew that if he did not choose, then all three of them would die. And it wasn't even choice. It merely happened to be a matter of casting an apologetic look Dipper's way, before picking up his damsel and descending the stairs.

Photos fell from the shoddy walls, the pain peeling off and striking the orange flames, which the twins no doubt fed with gasoline. Gid began to run as the floor boards began to creak like a barn door, and he whispered that everything would be fine to the unconscious beauty as she mumbled something in her sleep. He tried to usher away the thought that, with Dipper dead, any chance of him and Paz hooking up was eliminated.

But he couldn't. No matter the circumstances, some people are hardwired a certain way. And in all the quadrillions of dimensions which Gideon Gleeful inhabited, he still had envy in his heart. He would till his dying day.

Halfway to the door, Gid could practically smell the cool night air. He could almost feel the cool reprieve from the scorching interior. But when only three steps from the threshold, a beam toppled downwards from above and forced him to the floor. Cinders flooded his eyes and he screamed in pain, wriggling back in forth. The beam pinned Paz on top of him, and as the house began to shake with unsteadiness, he felt the sickening clutch of death begin to grip him.

Ironic considering that one of his fantasies was to die beside Pacifica Northwest. Looking up at her abused face, he felt bile rise in his throat in rage. He didn't know how Dipper Pines had brought back his twin, but he knew that the Gleeful's would pay for what they did to his girl. Of course the rage subsided, when yet again he found himself enraptured in her. The situation, even one as dire as this, with the heat inches from the back his neck and causing his lips to crack and bleed in dryness, seemed irrelevant. Even with blood running down her purple bruised cheek and flames highlighting her platinum blonde locks, she still brought the madness inside him calm.

If I'm going to die, I might as well have kissed a girl once in my miserable life. And after all, she was unconscious, it's not like he would break some invisible law if he indulged his desire whilst under such psychological duress. Shifting as much as possible, he leaned forward and pushed his lips against hers.

An ax split the burnt door in half, and Robert stepped in with a wild look in his eye. "HAHAHAHAHA…" He stared at the two of them insanely, and for a moment Gideon felt terror streak through him at the teen's demeanor. His black locks had been torn at unmercifully and blood ran down his lips, staining his yellow teeth and dribbling off of his unshaved chin. Then he kicked off the beam and with one arm he scooped them up.

Robert threw them on the heated gravel, and rushed back inside. Gideon tried to call out to him, but he found himself too stunned. And even trying to form words was painful for his throat. The house began to sag, and Gid felt himself grow wearier as the moaning resembled that of a beached whale.

Robert kicked his way out the attic window, landing on his feet with glowing blue eyes. Dipper lay in his coiled left arm, like a baby cradled by an incredibly athletic mother. Robert continued smiling as The Shack collapsed behind him, a wave of cinders filling the air and floating towards the stars. A silver gleam passed over Robert's eyes, and realization struck Gideon as deafening thunder filled the valley.

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Creatures of all shapes and sizes charged out of the portal, ecstatic about ravaging this new and strange dimension.

They sported skulls without eyes, noses of bone, horns that extended from the wrong side of their head. Tusks with multiple points, claws that could shred steel, and six pointed hooves. The ones who did have eyes either had dozens of tiny black or red ones, or three greenish yellow ones. Wings flapped, tails clattered, spikes raised in preparation to be released from the hellish beasts. Multiple tongues waggled in the electricity soaked air, their acidic salvia hissing against the ground and defertilizing the stained soil.

Bill Cipher watched and laughed as his glorious abominations descended upon the land, tearing down the mountainside at speeds approaching 90 miles an hour. They tore through trees without stopping, they picked up boulders and heaved them overhead. Of every color, height, length, and weight they came.

But the worse monster of all, was Stan Gleeful, who stepped out of the portal in time to watch the ensuing chaos.