Chapter 7

Mabel leaned up against her bedpost and scribbled a design into her sketch book. She tapped the pencil against her cheek and frowned. "Nope." She flipped the pencil and erased the last part of the design she had drawn, a cape like pattern in a dress. "As much as I thought it would look good I don't like it." She drummed her pencil against the table and then she started to sketch her new idea. She liked this one much more. "There we-." She was interrupted by her phone ringing. "Hello?"

"Mabel I need your help."

"Gideon?" Mabel set the pencil down. "What's wrong?"

"I need your help… You and Dipper."

"Alright. We'll be there soon." Mabel hung up the phone. "DIPPER!" She jumped up and ran out in search of her twin. She found Dipper sitting under a tree reading his text book. "Dipper!"

"What is it?"

"We need to go to the high school!" Mabel grabbed Dipper's arm. "Come on!"

"Why?"

"Come on!" Mabel pulled him up. "We need to go!"

"And how are we supposed to get there?" Dipper sighed. "The car is still in the shop." Dipper picked up his bag. "How do you suggest we get there?"

"I've got an idea!" Mabel grinned. "Come on!" She started running. Dipper just sighed as he followed her.

Almost an hour later they were pulling up into the parking lot. Bree was driving. "What time do you need me to come pick you up?" Bree asked.

"Why don't you just come with us?" Mabel smiled. "We don't know how long it's going to be."

Bree sighed. "Fine." She turned the car off. "Why are we here anyways? You didn't say anything." She climbed out of the car, following Mabel and Dipper.

"Come on!" Mabel led the way. Gideon had texted her where to meet. A tree behind the school. Leaning up against the tree was a familiar figure. Gideon had lost a lot of his baby fat over the years. He had also grown, a lot. He was a tall teenager with white hair turned into a slight swirl. He wore a blue shirt and grey plants. He looked over and waved. "Mabel! Dipper!"

After many years Gideon had really grown up. He had given up on Mabel finally and had become a normal teenager… well mostly. He still had a few thugs who loved him enough to beat up bullies. Gideon walked towards them. "Who's your friend Mabel?"

"This is Bree." Mabel smiled. "She's a new friend of ours. So what did you need help with?"

"I'm being haunted." Gideon said.

"What?" Dipper asked. "What do you mean?"

"It's been happening all week." Giddon sighed. "It just started with objects around me moving suddenly… and then…" He shook his head. "I saw something following me… I have no idea. There was nothing like this in my jou- Ford's second journal." Gideon sighed. "What do I do?"

"A ghost?" Bree asked and looked at Dipper. "Do those really exist?"

"You're surprised by the existence of ghosts?" Mabel asked.

"A little." Bree smiled. "But I guess I shouldn't be."

"So what do we do?" Gideon asked looking at Dipper. "Dipper it's driving me crazy… I haven't been able to sleep all week."

"Okay." Dipper folded his arms over his chest. "I guess first off we need to figure out what level this ghost is…. Okay let's go."

"What about school?" Mabel asked looking back at the school grounds.

"One day is not going to kill him." Bree sighed. "Well unless the ghost does."

"That's not funny." Gideon frowned. "I don't like you."

"I'm not asking you to." Bree chuckled. "I'm just the chauffeur." She waved her keys. "Now are we going or not?"

"Yeah."

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Dipper looked over as Mabel and Gideon talked. He was still surprised that Gideon and Mabel had become such good friends. Of course Mabel would never date Gideon, at least not again. "Any ideas?" Bree walked over to him.

"Well I guess first off we need to figure out if Gideon really is being haunted." Dipper sighed. "And once we figure out if he is then we need to figure out what level the ghost is."

"Level?" Bree leaned up against the car next to Dipper. "There are levels?"

Dipper chuckled. "Yeah. There are ten levels. Ten is the worst and one is the weakest." He sighed as he rested against the car. "I've dealt with level one,... four… and seven." Dipper smiled. "Oh and my first experience with Ghosts was a level eleven. Those are special ghosts. They really deserve their own category of creatures."

Bree chuckled. "Sounds interesting."

"I don't think this one is too bad. We would have seen something by now I would expect."

Bree was silent for a little and then frowned. "Dipper… Did you see that?" She pointed to the shadows of a tree. "Let's start over there."

"Dipper?" Mabel called over her shoulder. "Did you see something?"

"Yeah." Dipper said. "Bree thinks she saw something."

"Stay here with Gideon!" Dipper said as he and Bree headed towards the shadows. But nothing was there. He glanced at Bree. She was looking around and frowning. "Bree?"

"I know I saw something here!" She glanced around. "I know it… I saw something…" She grumbled and closed her eyes.

Dipper turned away from her and looked around. Maybe… He turned and glanced over at Gideon. The teenager looked jumpy and nervous… very different from how he had ever acted. It worried Dipper.

"Dipper." Bree said suddenly. Her eyes were still closed. "I don't think it's a ghost." She frowned.

"What?"

"I just thought of something." Bree opened her eyes and crouched down by the tree. Her hand snacked out quickly and at the same time something else tried to dash away. Bree won out and pulled up a little pixie. The pixie's wings were a green with a darker ivy design in them. She had brown hair and was glaring straight at Bree.

"Let me go!" The pixie complained.

"Is that what has been haunting me?" Gideon asked walking over and looking down at the little creature. "Really?"

"Looks like it." Dipper looked at the pixie. "These guys are known for being tricksters and causing problems and chaos."

"Bad chaos." Bree shook her head. "I remember Ford mentioning them in class the other day. Wasn't there one that once glued all his furniture to the roof?"

"I remember that!" Mabel laughed. "Grunkle Ford was cursing all day."

"I didn't do anything bad!" The pixie smiled up at Dipper. "Please let me go. I don't know why this girl decided to grab me. I don't even know how she found me!"

"You make more noise than you think." Bree grumbled.

The Pixie glared at Bree. "Fine then." The Pixie grinned and clapped its hands. Dipper suddenly felt very… tired…

Dipper woke and found that the world around him had taken on darker duller tone. It wasn't just the sky… it was the world around him. "Where-."

"Hey."

Dipper spun and found Bree walking towards him. She had a yellow glow around her. "Bree?"

"I see you're awake." She looked behind him. Dipper turned and found Mabel and Gideon laying on the ground. Next to them was… him! Bree lay there as well.

"What?!"
"We're-."

"Ugh…" Suddenly another Mabel appeared, standing and clutching her head. She had a pink glow around her. Before Dipper could say anything Gideon appeared, he was glowing with a light blue color.

"What's going on?" Gideon looked around.

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"Are we dead?!" Mable interrupted Bree. "What happened?!"

Bree sighed. "Mabel!" The other girl jumped. Bree rubbed her head. "We're in the mindscape."

Dipper frowned. "Mindscape? But I thought everyone has an individual mindscape?"

"They do." Bree said and walked over to Gideon's body, the one that wasn't glowing. She reached down and touched the boy's head, and disappeared.

"What is she doing?!" Gideon gasped.

Bree's hand reached out of Gideon's head and she appeared again. She shook her head. "You have weird friends."

"What are you talking about?" Gideon frowned.

"Ghost eyes?" She raised an eyebrow.

"How did you?"
"I look into your mind." Bree glanced at Dipper. "You knew a little about the mindscape?"

"Yes." Dipper nodded. "I've been in my Grunkle Stan's mindscape before."

Bree nodded. "There is one large mindscape of the world that connects to everyone else's mind. Normally if you go into the mindscape you are focused on one specific mind and that is the one you go to, but if you don't have a specific target then you show up here." She looked around. "This is the general mindscape."

"And how do you know all this?" Gideon asked.

"I… I've been here before." Bree started walking. She stopped in front of her own body and looked down. "Darn in that little trickster got away!"

"How can you tell?" Dipper walked up next to her.

"THe trickster sent us here, probably thinking we wouldn't be able to get out and when we passed out it was able to fly away." She shook her head. "Annoying little pixie. Those guys are real annoying."

"How do we leave?" Mabel grabbed Bree's arm. "Do you know?"

"It's easy." Bree smiled. "Go into your own mind." Bree reached down and touched her body. She disappeared in an instant and then to Dipper's surprise the body stood up. Bree wasn't glowing though, she still had the dullness to her. Bree started to walk away and then turned back to look at Dipper, Mabel and Gideon's bodies. She folded her arms over her chest and frowned. She seemed to say something but Dipper couldn't hear what she had said.

"Dipper?" Mabel looked at him.

"I guess we try." Dipper reached down and touched his own body. It felt like there was a jolt of electricity running through his body and then his eyes jolted open and he was breathing heavily. The world looked normal again.

"There you go." Bree smiled. "The first time is always the worst."

Mabel and Gideon sat up.

"That was…." Mabel whispered.

"Wierd?"

Mabel nodded. "It was nothing like the time we went into Grunkle Stan's mind."

"He probably woke up, right?" Bree chuckled. "That's the easiest way to leave the mindscape." She started to walk away. "If you guys still want a ride back!" She waved her hand.

"Wait!" Gideon frowned. "What about the pixie?!"cesar

"If it shows up again call us." Dipper said starting to walk. "But you probably just need to catch her if she shows up again."

"I guess." Gideon grumbled.

"Bye Gideon!" Mabel yelled as she ran after Bree, and then past towards the car.

"Hey!" Dipper ran up next to Bree. "How did you know all that about the mindscape? I don't think even Grunkle Ford knows about that!"

Bree was silent for a little. "I… I've been there a few times." She said softly.

"How?" Dipper asked.

Bree stopped and sighed. She looked right at Dipper. "Can't you just…" Dipper wasn't sure why but she looked away. "I… I'm weird." She whispered.

"So am I." Dipper rubbed his arm. "You can tell me."

"You're not weird." Bree frowned and looked at him. "You're normal-." She stopped as Dipper lifted up his bangs. She stared at his forehead where he knew was his birthmark of the big dipper. "Wow…"

"See." Dipper let his bangs fall. "And you've seen Grunkle Ford's sixth finger right?"

Bree sighed. "Okay…" She looked at her feet. "Ever since I was born I've been able to enter and leave the mindscape easily."

"Really?" Dipper asked. That's amazing! "Isn't that a great thing?"

"Not really." Bree looked away. "When I was a kid I didn't know any better… I would go into other people's mindscapes… and that would get me into trouble. I knew things about people that I shouldn't have known. Because of that people have always thought I was weird… I only had one friend when I was a kid and it was because he didn't care. I'm still not completely able to control it. Sometimes I just accidently end up there while I daydreaming… And then I see things that I shouldn't. I once saw my teacher kissing my principal and when I asked her about it she got mad at me." Bree sighed. "I was treated like a spy that no one liked."

"I'm sorry." Dipper touched her shoulder. "I know what you mean. I finally accepted it but I hated my nickname of Dipper when I was young. Truthfully I still have a bit of issues with it, but mostly now when people add little or big to the front of my nickname." Dipper smiled. "Just as long as you promise not to go digging into my personal mindscape I think we can still be friends."

Bree looked at him, she looked a little shocked but then she smiled. "Thanks Dipper." She turned away from him. "Come on Mabel is waiting for us. Oh and remind me later and I can show you how to protect your personal mindscape." She stopped and looked off in the distance. "Looks like that little trickster is bugging some new kid."

"How?" Dipper asked.

"I don't have to close my eyes to see the mindscape. In the mindscape buildings don't really exist. So I'm able to see off in the distance a little." She smiled. "We should talk to Ford about a way to get rid of that little pixie."

Dipper nodded. "We can come back later and take care of it."

"Sounds fun." Bree nodded and then pulled out her keys. "Let's head back to campus."

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