I don't own Sebastian Pines (even though I wish I did), who makes an appearance near the end of this chapter. He is owned by the amazing Bluefrosty27. If you haven't checked out her stories The Life of Sebastian Pines and The Demon Under The Eyepatch, you are seriously missing out on some extremely great fanfiction! With that out of the way, let's get going! - K.
Within the next few hours, Aurora, Oliver, Stanford, Will, Star, and Mason had left.
Mabel was absolutely devastated and wouldn't talk to Bill at all, for the next few weeks. So... he decided to just spend time taking care of Lily. Stan, Ford, and Dipper could sense the tension between the two, but they didn't know what to do to help. In addition, him and Mabel were avoiding Dipper. He was way more silent and reserved, like Will was, now. Everyone was completely confused as to why. Until one night...
Dipper walked up the stairs to his attic bedroom, to see him sitting down on what was Mabel's bed, with his eyes closed, and he was whispering something. Dipper decided to be as quiet as possible, as he slowly sat down on his own bed, listening to what he was saying.
"...She's not talking to me anymore... I wish she would, but... she isn't. I don't understand why."
Dipper was confused. He knew that Mabel wasn't taking to him, but... he wanted her to talk to him, and he didn't understand why she wasn't? That... was interesting to hear. He kept listening.
"You're right. Well... she doesn't know we can talk to each other... She's been avoiding Dipper, and so have I. I know, I know... I shouldn't... but he just reminds me of you a bit... and it just makes me feel bad. It's odd that she's avoiding Dipper... they ARE twins, after all..."
Who is he talking to? Who does he remind him of? Those were some of the questions that were now running through Dipper's mind. Dipper decided to voice his questions, "Uh... Goldie? Who are you talking to? Who do I remind you of?"
He yelped in surprise, his eye snapping open, as he fell off the bed, "Pinetree! I wasn't expecting you to hear all that! Oww..."
"Who were you talking to? Who do I remind you of?" Dipper repeated his questions.
He got back on the bed, before he stared at Dipper, "Hold on... how much of that did you hear?"
"From when you were saying that Mabel wasn't talking to you and you didn't understand why, onwards." Dipper sighed, "Now can you tell me who you were talking to?"
He scowled, turning to face the wall, "It doesn't matter."
"... fine."
The next day was tense. Everyone seemed to notice. Him and Dipper weren't talking, and neither were Dipper and Mabel. Mabel seemed really upset and worried about something, and everyone knew what. She was worried about Will. Ford was pretty sure that he was too, but if he was, he wasn't showing it. He was distracted by other things. Wether it was by choice or not, Ford wasn't completely sure, even though he guessed it was by choice, so that his mind wouldn't wonder to thinking about Will.
He glared at Ford, noticing that he was looking at him, studying him. For what, he had no idea. He growled, "What are you doing, Sixer?"
"Nothing." Ford answered immediately, before quickly looking over at Mabel, deciding something, "Hey, I thought of something. Mabel, would you like to teach us all how to make sweaters?"
"REALLY?!" Mabel smiled, excitedly.
Stan immediately objected, "Wait... I'm not doing that!"
"You don't have to, Stan. You two, however, are going to," Ford glared at the two boys.
He scowled, "That's not fair!"
"Great Uncle Ford!"
After Mabel forces the two boys to make sweaters...
"Gold?" Will asked hopefully, looking up at the blonde brunette that was sitting down in front of a different version of the Mystery Shack.
The blonde, wearing a yellow suit with black pants, and a black eyepatch over one of his eyes, leaned over at Will, "Who are you?"
"Uh... I'm Blue? William? Your little brother? Are you alright, Billy?" Will asked nervously, fidgeting with his fingers.
The blonde was confused, "I don't have a brother named William."
"Billy..." Will immediately began to cry, surprising the blonde, making him rush over to him.
The blonde started to pet his hair, "Hey, kid, are you lost? Maybe we could find your older brother? You don't need to be so upset."
"W-what's your name?" Will asked, looking up his eye.
The blonde sighed, "I'm Sebastian. Sebastian Pines. What's your name, kid?"
"Will... Will Cipher..." Will mumbled.
Sebastian stopped, looking rather mad, "What do you want?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? I just want to find Gold, and then leave..." Will frowned, starting to cry again.
Sebastian's left hand caught on blue fire, "What do you want?"
"Hey! Leave my boyfriend alone!" Mabel shouted, running over to the blonde, not at all scared of him.
Sebastian looked at her in surprised, "Shooting Star? Why are you older? What are you doing?"
"You... That doesn't matter! Leave my fiancé alone!" Mabel shouted at him.
Sebastian was confused, "YOUR WHAT?! Mabel, explain to me what's going on, right now!"
"Don't make Blue cry, Sebastian," He scowled, glaring at him.
Sebastian scowled, "You! What are you doing here!"
"Leave my little brother alone!" He shouted, running at him.
The sudden crying made him stop. The three looked over at Will, who continued to cry.
"Please... Billy... he didn't hurt me... I'm fine... I just got away and then go lost..." Will frowned.
Sebastian glared at him, "What is going on here?"
"Okay, fine. I'll tell you. This is my little brother, Will, and his fiancé Mabel. I know you know her, but... we're from... nine years after...?" He looked over at Mabel, who nodded, "Yeah, nine or so years after... that event, if you know what I'm talking about."
Sebastian sighed, "You know what? I don't know what to think."
"Could you tell us about this place? What do you do for a job? Why did you call me 'Shooting Star'?" Mabel asked, frowning.
Sebastian nodded, "It's mostly a tourist trap, but it also has a clothes store. I'm a tailor. That's a complicated story."
"Reincarnate. That sums it up for you, Shooting Star?" He asked.
Mabel nodded, "Yeah, that sums it up enough. I wont ask questions."
"I won't either," Will smiled.
Sebastian sighed, "Good. I'm assuming you're all going to go now?"
"What else do you guys want to ask?" He asked.
Will shook his head, "No..."
"Come on, let's go. He has other things to do," He sighed.
Mabel pouted, "... but making clothes is cool! I want to make clothes!"
"I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard to learn. Besides, I'm sure Will would help you," He smiled.
Sebastian laughed, "It does take a while. Although, you probably would be good at it."
"Yay! Thank you..." Mabel frowned, realizing she never got his name until after they left.
He stared at Will, "So... how exactly did you escape?"
"... that doesn't matter."