Bill squealed.

"Really?"

"Yeah. She's...not like you." Dipper responded.

"I've noticed. But that's beside the point. She's Juni! Where is she? Is she okay?"

"For a dream demon, you sure care about your sister a lot."

"A her younger brother, it is my job. Surely, you can relate."

Dipper shrugged. He could relate, but he wasn't about to tell that to Bill.

"She's locked in a cage in the baesment."

"What? We have to break her out!"

"She's a lot nicer than you are."

"I'd noticed. Wait, how would you know? You don't know me on a personal level. I'm very nice!" There was a pause. "When I'm with people I like."

Dipper sighed.

"Right. Most people are nice when they're with other people they like."

Mabel opened the door. "Am I going to be the only one in this secret sister-rescuing mission?"

Bill lept at her.

"No!I'm coming! Blame Pine Tree!"

Mabel giggled.

-HEY, LINE! GET BACK OVER HERE!

Juniper was asleep again. And she would have stayed sleeping if the elevator didn't make such a loud noise when it reaches its destination. But it did. And Juniper was awake again. In the darkness, she could make out her brother's thin figure. He walked up to her.

"Bill! You're Okay!"

"Yeah, mostly. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Bill, listen, I'm really sorry for running away, I just-,"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. You know how you can make it up to me?"

"Wha-how?"

"Shut up."

There was a small 'ahha!' In the darkness, followed by a 'you found it?' and the Pines twins rounded the corner.

Mabel ran up to Juniper's cage and unlocked it.

The alarm bells went off.

Then came the longest two minutes of Mabel Pines' life. Days might as well have gone by in those two minutes.

It was a full week before both her Great-Uncles were out of the house at the same time. A full week before she could sneak down into the basement and see how Bill and Juniper were. Of course, she already partially knew how they were doing-she had heard the screams of a teenage boy, the sobbing pleas that had sounded so much like her brother's.

It was times like these Mabel belived more than anything that everyone deserved a second chance, no matter how bad what they had done was.

As soon as she reached the Bill and Juniper were on, she gasped. Bill was asleep, completely dead to the world, his own blood in puddles around him. He was scarily thin, and, though Mabel hadn't thought it possible, even paler then when she had first seen him.

She looked away.

Juniper lay in the other corner of the room. Unlike Bill, she had been handled with-well, it couldn't really be called care, but with a strange sort of precision and caution. Her body had taken on something of a burnt, ashen look, and it was horrifying.

She was frozen. She couldn't breathe. So she sat there for a very long time.

-LINE! THIS PART OF THE STORY WAS SAD, AND THE READERS NEED CONFORT!

Stanford Pines walked through the door of his current dwelling anxiously. What if one of them had escaped? What if they had hurt the kids? He ran upstairs and scanned the attic. It was empty. He called for them. Neither twin responded. Then it was to the basement he ran. He had to enter the code twice into the vending machine, because he had entered it incorrectly in his haste.

When he got down and saw Mabel, he screamed for her, and she turned to him. Chocolate brown eyes met ocean blue ones, and the girl uttered one Earth-shattering word.

"Why?"

Don't worry, it'll get better. This is a comedy, not a tragedy. My apologies for the long wait for it, but this was hard for me to write. I like Bill and Mabel in a strictly platonic way too much.