Hey y'alls! So is everyone just as freaked out as I am to the new episode! OMG! Like I can't stop freaking out! Anyway... Kind of took some liberties with Sally in this story cause she doesn't really have a weapon. I also didn't want to copy any of the other creepy pastas so I picked a weapon somewhat original. Also I didn't realize httpkirby reviewed on the last chapter until it was too late so I just wanted to thank you now. Also sorry I didn't go your route with Mabel finding out about Bipper but I have an even better surprise (hopefully) in the next chapter.
Mabel's POV
I don't think anyone understands the quality fun times you can have in a creepy, pitch black forest at night! Mabel sarcastically thought to herself. I mean really! Why does Dipper even want to go running around the stupid forest this late at night? Her heart jumped into her throat as she swiveled on her heel toward an unknown rustling in the bushes from behind her. She couldn't see anything in the bushes so she resumed her progress forward. She had been scaring herself with every animal, gust of wind, or even by her own movements causing the slightest noise. She hadn't been walking more than five minutes but she already had to sit down to slow her racing heart, but it wasn't long until another jolt raked her nerves. Every hair was standing on end as she whipped the flashlight over to the nearby bush to find a frail girl covered in blood. Mabel's eyes were immediately drawn to the blood covering various parts of the girl's frilly pink dress and almost screamed in shock but suppressed it, only letting a small gasp escape from her. Her hand instinctively went to cover her pounding heart from the fright as she soon realized that the girl in front of her was not a murdering raging psycho path as she had feared. On closer inspection Mabel noticed that she had long brown hair, emerald green eyes that almost seemed to shine in the light of the moon, and clung onto a teddy bear in her right hand. Her first instincts were just as they had been the night before, she was the acting nurse on duty. She jumped up from her sitting position and quickly closed the gap between her and the small girl.
"Are you alright?" she questioned examining the girl for wounds which did not exist. The girl cocked her head to the side questioningly before giving her brightest smile to the mystery twin.
"Oh yeah I'm ok.~"she cheerily replied bringing her head back up and putting her hands behind her back.
"Are you sure you're not hurt?" Mabel rapidly inquired not really paying attention to much else than the blood that was both: caked and flaking, and just settling into the fabric of the dress all over. "That is a lot of blood."
"Oh I know!~" the girl chirped still as chipper as ever. "Don't worry it's not mine.~" This really threw Mabel for a loop but she knew better than to assume things in the forest were what they seemed to be. It's just that… the girl looked so fragile and helpless but she brushed off the large amount of blood covering at least 50% of her dress like it was nothing. Mabel instinctively took a step away from the seemingly innocent, now known to be a threat, girl.
"You want to play a game? We're going to play a game!~" she questioned not giving Mabel anytime to refuse the girl's offer of fun and games. "Hide and seek. You know how to play right?~" she was using a tone Mabel found too sickeningly sweet, and Mabel never found anything too sweet.
"Would if I don't want to play?" Mabel interrupted hoping this was her chance to escape. I mean… what if she just refused to play? What happened then?
"YOU DON'T WANT TO PLAY WITH ME?" the girl questioned seeming to take on a murderous gaze. Her aura changed from something inviting and playful to something inhuman something monsterous. She got to a rock point where she was now much taller than Mabel and in her new vantage point the light of the moon hit perfectly on her dress to illuminate the terrifying amount of blood that splashed and dipped all over the pink fabric.
Mabel gulped trying to calm her nerves to no anvil. "no, no, no, no," Mabel said backing down. She backed up into a tree and tried changing tactics. "How do we play? What are the rules?" She squeaked out hoping that if she feigned ignorance it would buy her some time to think of an escape plan.
Once Mabel had reassured her agreement to the game the child in front of her instantly came back to life with her persona of innocence. Her aura tamed and she jumped down from her position so she was now looking up to Mabel. The girl had become very excited at this point and started to rapidly flourish her arms with her words.
"Oh silly!~" she exclaimed nudging Mabel who was becoming a bit more than just nervous. "Its easy.~" she drawled the last word while cuddling her bear closer to her chest. "You're going to hide and I'm going to come and find you. And that's not even the best part! You better hide well.~" she advised pulling a plastic grocery bag from one of the holes in the teddy bear's back. Mabel noted that it was reinforced with duct tape so as not to have holes, and as Mabel was trying to make sense of what the girl's actions could mean the girl puled it over her head to example the end of the game. Mabel rushed forward to take it away to stop her from hurting herself but stopped mid-swipe as the girl suddenly became less enthusiastic and childish while a look of maturity, that she should not have been able to possess, bloomed on her features. The metamorphosis of the girl's childish and innocent smile in to an evil curl of her lips made chills run down Mabel's spine. "Because we only get to play once!~" she sneered. The girl vanished into the tree coverings over head with a "whoosh" of air. Honestly Mabel hadn't even known where the girl and vanished to until a few leaves seemed to come off the branch and fall to her feet. She cautiously observed not only the organic material from the trees fell but also the flutter-falling of a certain piece of reinforced plastic with something in red added to the one side. Once it had settled Mabel approached the thing slowly and picked it up. She had to squint to read the words that had been written even though they were very large because of how dark it was. The taunting words rang through her mind as she dropped the bag and started running, "Let's play! :-)"
So, I'm going to explain Sally's weapon for a sec just so everyone understands my logic. So Sally's creepy pasta story says that she was killed by her uncle and depending on which version you read she is killed with various instruments. In my version she is suffocated by a reinforced plastic grocery bag, obviously, and in revenge takes it up as her own weapon of choice to hunt and kill her victims. She also tends to have a sort of bipolar disorder where she acts childish but will also change and when she becomes murderous she becomes mature like what she would be if she hadn't been murdered at her young age. So her homicidal side is linked more to her mental aging while her immature state is connected more towards the family dynamic in the mansion. Anyway if anyone has questions I will answer anything as long as it does not give away the slight mysteries I am holding onto for further chapters.