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EnJoyy
Chapter 4
"Mabel?..MABEL! MAAABBEEEELLLL" Up and down, left and right, the boy ran shouting his sister's name with the tiny amount of breath he had. He couldn't get the sight of his sister's dead bloody body out of his mind.
"No" he mentally told himself "she's okay. She's going to be okay!"
Night was coming fast and the stars where beginning to shine. Every now and then you could hear a faint "Mabel?" in the distance from the searchers. He couldn't believe this was actually happening.
Seconds, minutes, hours had passed. Dipper had gone and searched in every diner, bookstore, coffee shop, and park he could think of always stopping to ask the random pedestrian if he/she had seen his sister.
"I'm sorry no I haven't, but I hope you find her." was always their reply..
He was scared. So, so, so very scared. Even though he hated admitting it, he needed his sister just as much as she needed him. Possibly even more.
"You better protect her, son you got that? Don't let her go wondering off with some loony toon from south park!"
Dipper groaned. How could he let this happen? Why did he let this happen? He was supposed to watch Mabel, protect Mabel, BE there for Mabel. And now she could possibly be dead or kidnapped or scared or being raped or half way across the country or crying or having a panic attack or stuck in a tree or sick or or-oroooooohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD
"MAAAABEEEEEELLLL?! MAAAABBBEEEELLLL?!"
Dipper felt a cramp in his legs. He had been sprinting non-stop for what felt like and eternity now. His body was beginning to loose the adrenaline, but that wasn't going to stop him. He was going to find his sister. Night began to blanket the forest in complete darkness making it incredibly difficult for the young boy to see. He didn't know how much more his small body or his mind could actually take, his lungs begging him to at least slow down so he could get proper oxygen to the rest of his body.
"MAAABBELLL!? MAAABBEEELLLL!? MABEL?"
"Dipper?!"
Dipper stopped in his tracks breathing heavily. His head felt light, his ears rang, and his stomach was queasy. His small chest heaved in and out and the small pinch from before turned into multiple knife stabs to his heart. But his body was not what concerned Dipper. Slowly the boy, now feeling incredibly small turned around to see a group of drooling trolls crowding something that was in the shape of a body. That was in the shape of a girl.
GROWL
A mixture of sudden anger and fear flashed through his body. These little fuckers stole my sister! He snarled and slowly made his way towards a dark tree and pulled out one of the branches. Dipper remembered reading a little bit about trolls in his journal. They were vicious creatures that showed no mercy to others. They only wanted to eat and scare their predators, making them suffer before their final seconds of life ended. That was their main goal. Clutching the branch like a sword he felt his body go numb. These fuckers were going to regret messing with HIS sister.
Back at the Mystery shack, Mabel was crowded around the group of random people who smothered her expressing their random love and concern for her. After apologizing to many of the Gravity Falls towns people and explaining to them all that Yes she had been there the WHOLE entire time she stumbled outside to see deal with her probably angry brother. She had began to feel a weird tingle right below her chest area and felt that something was off about her and her brother ever since she got back to the shack. Noticing that he was not outside with the rest of the teens the tingling feeling increased. Wendy noticed Mabel's distress and jogged over to where she was on the porch.
"Something wrong?"
"Yeah have you seen Dipper anywhere?"
"Oh he still isn't back yet?"
"Back from what?"
"The kid shot in the forest like a wild animal looking for you-…oh gosh!"
Mabel could've round housed kicked the girl in the face if it wasn't for the explosion of pins and needles through her entire body.
"I think we need help Wendy" she spoke her voice trembling. "Dipper's not well. I know Dipper's not well.."
"What do you mean?"
"…DIPPER!?"
"ARRGGGHHHHHH!"
The child began bashing and scratching the human sized trolls punching and kicking with all his might. "GET OFF OF HER! GET OFF OF HER! GET OFF OF HER!" He screamed over and over again. Dipper gave it his all receiving bites, scratches and gashes from his fighters. However just as soon as the fight began it ended. Dipper found himself swinging at nothing finally realizing that no one was there. No one.
"Mabel?...Mabel?" Nothing ..no one ..no one. No one was there. No body. No trolls, no body, no Mabel.
His voice was scratchy and broken. Never had he felt so alone. He was scared. He wanted his sister. He just wanted his sister. The ringing in his ears became louder and the dizziness was beginning to become unbearable. He finally allowed his body to crumble throwing up all that he had back at the party. His body shook from sobs and he couldn't feel his fingers or toes. In his mind he swore that the darkness surrounding him was beginning to engulf him in a tight suffocating blanket. He couldn't breath. His chest heaved in and out and Dipper eventually landed face first into the grown letting whatever it was that scared him control his body. Where was his sister? Where was his Mabel?