Dipper paced around his room, his steps getting heavier by the second. His thoughts concerned only finding Mabel.

"Stop wasting your energy, darling," Gideon said in his thick Southern accent. "Trying to break the hardwood floor isn't going to save my peach dumpling."

"She's not your peach dumpling!" said D ipper.

"Then what is she?" Gideon crossed his arms. "An alien?"

Dipper scowled. "She's my sister!"

Gideon sighed. "So angry," he commented. "What we need is a plan to save her. Do you have any idea who could've taken her?"

Dipper stopped pacing, then sat on the edge of his bed next to Gideon. "Well, we've definitely faced off against some creeps this summer. Like the Summwerween Trickster, oh wait Soos killed him. . . That guy who could travel through time? No, I don't know what he'd want with Mabel. Pacifica Northwest? Nah, she's not that evil. You're currently playing the innocent card-"

"Because, Dipper Pines, I am innocent!" Gideon yelled. "If I had my precious little Mabel in my possession right now do you think I'd be in here with you? Didn't we already go over that?"

"Or she really could be missing," commented Dipper, imagining Mabel's face on a milk carton. "But why would they take Mabel?"

"Maybe because Mabel is the cutest, sweetest, and the most amazing girl in the world."

"I'm pretty sure your taste in girls isn't the same for everyone, Gideon. Could she have just been randomly taken?"

"You sound too much like a cheap police drama," commented Gideon. "Are you sure that there isn't someone else who may have taken Mabel?"

Dipper shook his head. "I just can't think of anyone else."

Gideon began to cry. "Dipper Pines, this is the worst possible thing! Ugh, I'll probably have to take you as my replacement! You don't mind being called Peach Fritter, do you darling?"

Dipper froze. "You can only have me in your dreams; I'm way too good for you."

A clock ran through Mabel's mind, constantly reminding her that she didn't have forever. She needed to continue working to free herself.

The gnomes were all very excited about the big ritual coming up.

"It'll be great!" commented one gnome.

"I know!" replied another one.

And despite everything, she was afraid of the chance that she might fail.

Dipper stopped pacing, then looked towards his ceiling, a look of joy on his face. "The gnomes!" he yelled. "Mabel was taken by the gnomes!"

"The gnomes?" asked Gideon. "So my peach dumpling was kidnapped by tacky lawn ornaments from Walmart?"

Dipper sighed. "It's kind of a long story."

"Well, if you're sure, and you better be sure because I don't get this suit dirty for nothing, then let's go save her!" Gideon jumped off of Dipper's bed. "Mabel, we're coming for you!"

Mabel stared at the two captured prisoners, trying to hide her shock. Gideon and Dipper? For a moment she wished that they had saved her, but it was nearly impossible without a leaf blower. She'd learned that the gnomes really were powerful, so powerful that it kind of scared her. She'd been careful about making her escape plan, but it seemed now it wouldn't work.

"What should we do with them?" asked one gnome.

"We kill them," said Jeff.

"What the heck?" asked Mabel. "You're just going to kill them? Don't you at least have a prison or something? Maybe ye ole' stocks?"

Jeff shrugged. "We never thought about that. Okay, someone go build a jail. But who knew what they could've done? They could've taken off with our queen!" Jeff scowled. "And that would be unacceptable!"

Mabel realized that she would probably need a new escape plan.

Author's Note: Short, sorry. This is actually going to end soon, but I think you'll like the ending.