Previously...
"Good luck, then. Don't ask me what's wrong with them if they turn out blind, deaf, or mute," He growled, walking off.
Aurora frowned, "Father..."
"Don't worry about him, Aurora. He'll get over it eventually."
Aurora turned to face Stanford, "Yeah, I hope so..."
He scowled, "Turning her against me... thanks a lot, Stanford Gleeful, you a******. It doesn't matter. All I need to a paper, some pencils or pens, and then I could write some symbols and contact someone with them... but I don't know who. Probably Will. He's dealt with them more than anyone else. Pacifica Southeast and Gideon Pines are gone... but I could bring them back. However, I'm not sure I can with these chains on me... So, Will is the best person to get in contact with at the moment."
"Are you trying to find some way to escape?" Mason asked, walking over to him.
He snickered, "No."
"Good. Besides, you're mine," Mason grinned, pushing him against the wall, before he started to kiss him.
He scowled, "No, I'm not. I know what you want, and you aren't getting it."
"Oh, but I can force you into it," Mason laughed, kissing him again.
He snickered, "How will you do that?"
"Well, I could threaten you for one thing, among other things. Besides, I'm what you wish your Dipper was like," Mason grinned, kissing him once more.
He scowled, pushing him away, "I don't think so."
"You're in denial. Adorable. Yet, that's not going to keep me away, my love."
A FEW DAYS LATER...
Will sighed, looking over at Mabel, "You alright?"
"No... something's wrong," Mabel sighed.
Will scowled, "I f****** swear, if he... you know what? Forget it. I'll cuss him out later."
"Geez! Why are you so mad?" Mabel asked, "You never curse, Will. So... why are you?"
Will sighed, "There's a lot of things you don't know about either of us. Even more so, me. Yes, we did talk some 8 years ago, but that was still 8 years ago. So, if he did what I think he did, I'm going to f****** murder him."
"What do you think he did?" Mabel asked.
Will snickered, "Well... I think he did something bad."
"Is what he did a crime to you guys?" Mabel asked, curiously.
Will glared at her, "Breeding isn't a crime anywhere, Mabel."
"Wait... so you're saying. No. Please no. As much as I'd like that, I don't. I don't want to do this," Mabel frowned.
Will sighed, "Neither of us have a choice, of course..."
"Wait... you can... but... what?" Mabel was confused.
Will laughed, "Yeah, it's... complicated. Let's just put at that and not explore any further."
"I'll be alright with that." Mabel agreed, but frowned afterwards, "Can you explain why?"
Will rolled his eyes, smiling, "Different anatomy. That's as much as I'm saying, because this is already an uncomfortable situation and conversation."
"So... wait... what about Dipper?" Mabel asked.
Will frowned, "Dipper's the lucky one, I'm afraid."
"I want to punch him in the face," Mabel grumbled.
Will snickered, "He'd probably not like that. I'll do that for you. He wouldn't dare hurt me at all."
"Yeah, but... this..." Mabel frowned.
Will sighed, "That's different. I'm still cussing him out."
"Neither of you would hurt the other..." Mabel realized aloud.
Will nodded, "Not on purpose, at least... most of the time. Because I'm the younger one of the two of us, I can hurt him. Although, that's usually done in a playful manner. Not that it exactly matters... as you probably already know."
"Yeah, we know. Dipper had to go to the hospital after that day of the puppet show." Mabel shivered, "That note was freaky, though."
Will snickered, "Of course it was."
"So... Wait... how do you know if your a boy or a girl, then?" Mabel asked, confused.
Will smiled, "Oh, that's easy. It's more of your name. So... his is obviously a boy's name. However, mine is different than most."
"Why?" Mabel asked.
Will snickered, "Well, Will could go two ways. It could be William, for a boy... or, Willow, for a girl."
"Oh. That's... interesting," Mabel mumbled.
Will snickered, "It is kinda interesting. Actually... River and Cosmo could be girl or boy names."
"Wow. I can see why, but... wow," Mabel was in awe.
Will smiled, "Any other questions?"
"Um... do you, like, choose a person per a century to... you know, date?" Mabel asked.
Will sighed, "Mostly, yes. I do. He... prefers to choose many... if you haven't noticed."
"So... have you chosen yours?" Mabel asked, curiously, grinning.
Will admitted, "Yes, I have."
"Who is it? I want to meet them!" Mabel asked, excitedly.
Will laughed, "You love romantic stuff, don't you?"
"Yeah, I do..." Mabel admitted, looking down.
Will smiled, "Okay... so... I'm assuming your dream date would be romantic as h***?
"Yes. A candlelight dinner, roses on the floor, steak and vegetables, and wine on a hill, watching the sunset," Mabel sighed.
Will snickered, making a mental note about her dream date for later, "That sounds wonderful."