No more boring lectures at the beginning of each chapter so, no more words. On to the story
Mabel was acting weird, she shivered often. Her eyes changed colors and they seemed to match her mood. She began to fly around. If you think that's weird (which, it isn't) she grew a pair of wings on her back. They were the same color of her eyes. They were like a giant pair of mood rings. But Dipper had to admit, they looked awesome.
Dipper's P.O.V
I was cleaning the house, ever since Mabel got her memory back, she went back to arts & crafts. Glitter and streamers were everywhere. You would not believe how much glitter there is. Wendy and Mabel were cooking, and since Mabel's there, the food is done twice as fast and twice as good, I might add! Not that I'm complaining about Wendy's cooking skills, it's just that I think they could be better.
" Dinner's done!" I threw all the streamers in the bag I was carrying and ran to the kitchen, grabbing a plate, a knife and a fork. I waited patiently at the table, hoping that Mabel did most of the cooking. Remember: still not complaining! They brought in roast beef, and about half of it was sliced, ready for picking up and eating. We all chose our food and began eating. Silence filled the dining hall, the only audible sounds were the chewing and the gulping.
'Weird, it usually isn't like this.' I thought. Wendy kept looking at Mabel, her eyes filled with wonder and curiosity.
"Uh, so... Wendy," I began, trying to spark something in the auburn haired girl so that she can talk," how was your day with..uh...with Mabel?" She looked up at me, then to Mabel, then back to me.
"I would say, it has been interesting." I stared blankly at her. She gave me this look that read 'I'll tell you later' I nodded my head and we ate in silence the rest of the time.
After dinner, Wendy took me upstairs and closed the door silently. She sat on the bed, slightly shivering. I crossed my arms, waiting for a response.
"There's something wrong, Dipper. Mabel is not alright!" My eyes widened as she continued. "She showed me...this thing she can do. At first I thought it was a side effect to the antidote Stan gave her, but...she's not alright." Silence. Silence was my response, until we heard crashing and screams from downstairs.
The part that scared me the most, was that the screams didn't belong to Mabel.
Short chapter. I know. You can complain, but I will try to get more chapters by the end of the week.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls.