Uh, I don't really have anything to say here so...read on!
The orbs stayed silent, they were a glowing blue and about as big as the twins' heads. Mabel smiled, "I'll take that as a yes!" she beamed. Dipper just stared at them in awe.
"So you guys are the the ghosts of Christmas?" he questioned, when they didn't answer he continued, "Well obviously you are! So, you know what to do, help our Grunkle Stan?"
For the first time one of the ghosts talked, "Yes Dipper, we are ready to help your "Grunkle"," he said. His voice was rich and clear yet definitely old. Mabel beamed.
"Great! So…um, are you gonna go or…?" she shuffled awkwardly. The second ghost spoke.
"Yes, but first you must go to sleep," he said. Dipper frowned.
"How are we supposed to do that NOW?!" he asked laughing slightly. The third ghost finally spoke.
"Like this." Its' glow increased and suddenly the twins' eyes dropped. They yawned and both climbed into bed.
"Well played…" Dipper mumbled before drifting off into sleep. Mabel just mumbled something and slumped into her pillow and started to snore. The ghosts stayed for a moment watching the twins before slowly dissolving into nothingness…
Stan snored loudly, dead to the world. Of course nothing normal could have woken him up but the ghosts of course weren't normal. As the first entered the room and did his magic Stan's eyes shot open. He yawned and rubbed his eyes.
He frowned when he sensed himself being watched. He uncovered his eyes to see niece beaming at him, "HI!" she exclaimed. Stan jumped.
"Mabel what are ya doin' in here?!" he demanded. Mabel giggled.
"Oh I'm not Mabel, I'm The Ghost of Christmas Past!" she said. "Haven't you noticed my change of outfit?" Mabel's outfit had indeed changed from her pajamas to a pure white fluffy sweater, a silver skirt, white warm boots, a white headband, and white scarf. Her hair was curled like she had done it that morning.
Stan rolled his eyes, convinced this was a prank to get back at him from making them work on Christmas, "Look Mabel I know I made you work on Christmas but this isn't funny," he said. The ghost rolled her eyes.
"Look Stan I'm NOT Mabel, I'm The Ghost of Christmas Past and I'm here to help you regain your Christmas spirit!" she said spreading her arms. Stan folded his arms, unconvinced.
The ghost sighed, "Fine, you don't believe me? Could Mabel do this?" she grabbed Stan's arms and to Stan's surprise flew with him out of the Shack, like flew straight through the walls and into the open air. Stan screamed and started flailing around.
The ghost laughed, "Now do you believe me?" she asked. Stan nodded hastily.
"Yes yes ok! Now bring me back into my house!" he begged. The ghost shook her head.
"No can-do Stan! I gotta show you your past!" she beamed and flew with Stan held tightly in her small hands into town. Stan caught his breath and just stared fearfully down at the ground so far away. Finally after a lot of screaming and flailing he and Mabel…or the ghost, reached the town and lowered to the ground.
Stan looked around, "How are you gonna show me my past here?" he questioned. The ghost nudged him and pointed over to a man walking among the various towns people. Stan noticed how it was no longer night time and was the morning instead.
He looked at the man the ghost had pointed to and gasped to noticed a younger looking him. The other Stan smiled at other people, "Merry Christmas!" he called to someone. A young red head ran up to him bouncing with joy.
"Merry Christmas Mr. Pines!" she cried beaming up at him. She looked to be about ten though was very tall, her hair was done up in pig-tails and she gave him a smile with teeth that suggested braces.
Stan smiled down at her, "Merry Christmas Wendy," he said. Wendy offered him a mug of steaming coco.
"My dad made this and I wanted you to have it!" she said. Stan smiled warmly down at her and accepted the mug.
"Thanks Wendy! And have a merry Christmas!" he said. Wendy beamed up at him and waved.
"You too Mr. Pines!" she ran off and Stan chuckled.
"I love Christmas," he said. The present Stan and the ghost watched. The ghost, who we would just call Mabel, regarded Stan sadly.
"You used to LOVE Christmas, what made you change?" she asked softly. Stan sighed.
"Because, I was always alone…" he stated bitterly. The scene changed and they were in the Mystery Shack den, Stan was talking on the phone.
"Oh no it's fine that you can't come…yeah, no I'm fine…yeah how are the twins doing?…Uh hu, great, well, see you," he said and hung up. He looked down at the tree which had only two presents, from his great niece and nephew.
He sighed sadly and closed his eyes. Mabel looked at the man, "Family never came?" she asked. Stan nodded bitterly.
"See for yourself," he said. The scene changed to a year later, Stan sat on the same chair with the same expression, the scene changed again with the same except every time Stan seemed more crabby and grumpy until it finally reached the year before and he threw down his phone.
"UGH! I hate Christmas!" Stan cried and stormed out of the den, he came back in with his suit and walked into the Gift Shop, he put up the, "We're open," sign and threw open the door.
He then went into the den and picked up his phone, "Wendy, get to the Shack now!" he ordered.
"But Mr. Pines-" Wendy's voice said back before Stan interrupted her.
"Get back in here or it's coming out of your paycheck!" he spat harshly and hung up. He then got back on the phone and called Soos.
Present time Stan watched, "Well, now you know," he said. When he heard no reply he looked beside him where Mabel had been hovering, but she was gone, "Mabel?"
There was no reply, Stan looked around, "Mabel?" he asked again. He sighed when there was, again, no reply and hung his head. Then scene started to change back to the present.
Little did he know, he was about to meet his next ghost.
Yay! We met the first ghost! What a eventful chapter! But poor Stan...can't say this often but I feel bad for the guy...I'll get over it. I just can't wait to do the Ghost of Christmas Future! I gotta good idea for that one, heh heh...I'M NOT BEING SUSPICIOUS YOU ARE! Heh heh anyways...stay tuned!