A/N: Hello everyone! Thanks for reading and reviewing for this story and sorry for taking so long. Here's chapter two.

Chapter 2

It was morning at the small town. Mabel slowly woke, rubbing her eyes from sleep. "Morning Dipper!" she exclaimed, but her brother wasn't in bed. Confused, she hopped off her bed and made her way to the bathroom. After getting ready and putting on her shooting star sweater she hurried down stairs where everyone was. Wendy was reading a magazine while Soos was changing a lightbulb.

"Hey guys, have you seen Dipper?" she asked. Wendy and Soos both shrugged.

"Nope, I haven't seen him." Wendy admitted, "Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"Well, I've looked for him everywhere in the shack, but I can't find him." Mabel explained concerned.

"Relax. Maybe he's one of those mystery hunts he always does." The teen said.

"I hope so," Mabel then looked over to Soos who flinched from her gaze and resumed changing the light bulb. He looked nervous as if he knew something she didn't.

Frowning, she asked another question. "Where's Grunkle Stan?"

"He said he's going to get some supplies for the shack." The redhead answered and went back to her reading. Sighing, Mabel went to the kitchen. After breakfasting and helping her two friends with the tourist she left to watch TV with her pet, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad happened. Normally Dipper would tell her if he went on another adventure, but again, she was asleep so maybe he didn't want to wake her up. Sighing again, she took the remote and began flipping through the channels as time passed. Three hours later she came to see if her brother has returned.

"Is Dipper back?" she asked hopefully. Wendy and Soos exchanged glances and shook their heads. They both became worried for the kid too. Just then Stan entered with large box with him only to see the concerned looks on their faces.

"Did I miss something?" he asked, raising an eye brow.

"It's Dipper. He's gone!" Mabel muttered. "It's been FIVE HOURS and he hasn't come back yet! Something bad must have happened to him I just know it!" she began sobbing. Placing the box on the ground, Stan knelt down and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Calm down now. I'm sure your brother's fine. What are the odds something happen to him. I-"he stopped in midsentence as if he realized something. Soos walked over to him and whispered.

"Mr. Pines, don't you think it is kindda weird that Dipper disappeared in the same day you were going to-"

"I know," Stan cut him off. Standing up he turned to the door. "I'm gonna look for him. You guys stay here in case he comes back." He stated.

"I'm going too!" Mabel exclaimed as she stood beside him. Her uncle was about to protest. "Please Grunkle Stan." She pleaded giving him her puppy dog eyes.

Stan sighed in defeat. "Alright, but if I told to go back you'll do it." Mabel nodded her head. Both then hurried outside and into the forest to look for the missing twin.

"Dipper!" Mabel called out, "Can you hear me?"

"Kid! Where are you?" Stan shouted, but there was no answer. He glanced over to Mabel who looked at the verge of tears and a wave of guilt washed over him. He began to regret the things he said to Dipper the other day. Maybe if he contained himself and didn't let his anger show none of this would have happened. Soon enough dark clouds formed in the sky and rain began to fall soaking them wet, but Mabel didn't turn back.

"Kid we need to get back!" he called to her.

"I can't" She protested. "Dipper is still out there. I've got to find him!"

"I know, but we can't do anything in this weather. We'll come back later when it's safe. I promise." He said with a determinant look on his face. Mabel was unsure; she looked back to the dark forest where her brother might be and sighed. She finally nodded and followed him back home holding his hand tightly. Fearing for his niece from the cold, Stan took off his jacket and placed it on Mabel to cover her body and head.

"What about you?" Mabel asked.

"Don't worry, kiddo. I've seen worse and this is nothing." He smiled down at her. When they finally reached the shack Stan was soaked to the bone. He groaned as he walked inside leaving puddles with every step he made. Mabel on the other hand was in better condition than his thanks to his jacket, but she looked like she would break down any second.

"Did you find anything?" asked Wendy.

Stan shook his head. "I'll call the sheriff and ask them to help us." he said. Soos walked over to Mabel and gave her a tight bear hug.

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Later that night, Stan tucked Mabel in her bed. As much as she needed rest she couldn't stop thinking about her missing brother. She bit her lib to stop the tears from falling down.

"You okay, kid?" he asked. Of course she wasn't okay. Her brother is missing! She shook her head while staring at the bed sheets. "Don't worry. I'm going to close the shop tomorrow so we all could go look for him." He said.

The brunette smiled weakly at this and hugged him. "Thanks,"

"Yeah, Yeah." He broke the hug and backed away. "Good night, kiddo." With that, he soon left the room. Mabel curled up in her bed and began to cry unable to hold back the tears anymore.

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When he left the twins' room Stan made his way outside and sat down thinking about happened throughout the day. How did this happen? He shouldn't have touched that research, shouldn't have yelled at Dipper in the first place. Everything that happened so far was his fault and now the kid is somewhere out there scared or hurt. He took off his fez to rub his head. Suddenly he heard a rustling sound coming from the shrubs in front of him. He narrowed his eyes to see clearly.

"Kid, is that you?" he asked hopefully. At the sound of his voice two red eyes peered from a shrub. Stan immediately knew that wasn't Dipper. He could feel the creature's gaze cutting through him. Wasting no time, a black creature with red eyes, sharp claws, and spiky tail charged at him, moving on all fours. Before Stan could run the monster jumped and bit his arm sticking its teeth into it. Stan cried in pain and tried to shake the creature off. When he did his sleeve was ripped off and his arm was bleeding.

"Back off!" he shouted as he punched the monster in the jaw. It growled at his direction and fled into the woods. When the fight was over Stan felt weak and drained and the throbbing in his arm was becoming unbearable. Slowly, his body collapsed and lost consciousness.

A/N: That's it for this chapter. I hope you like it. I'll update as soon as can.

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