This story will switch from Lillian's POV and the third person narrative. SO like on chapter might be Lill's POV and then the other. Not much happens in this chapter...but READ ON!
"Hey Jack, puma shirt, or panther shirt?" I asked showing Jack the two kinds of shirts. He groaned.
"Oh come on Lill," he said. I laughed.
"Puma shirt, panther shirt?"
"Lill."
"Puma shirt, panther shirt?"
"Lill!"
"Hmmm, pummmaaa shiiiiirrrtt…panther shirt?"
Jack torched the shirts in my hand with a ball of fire and I cracked up. "THOSE SHIRTS ARE COMIN' OUT OF YOUR PAYCHECK!" Stan called from the den.
I grinned and wiped away ash from my hands, "Hey Mabel puma shirt or panther shirt?" I called.
"Panther shirt!" Mabel called back reading a magazine.
I beamed at Jack, "She IS perfect for you Jack!" I said poking his arm. Jack's face grew red and he rolled his eyes.
"Shut up Lillian," he said. I smirked and levitated a few feet above the ground, I raised my hands above my head like Bill and then said.
"You can never silence Lillian Green!" Dipper then walked by with a few rolls of duck tape.
"Hey 'Lillian Green' can you help me fix some furniture?" he asked me. I rolled my eyes.
"Duck tape? Maybe he can, I dunno, get new furniture," I said.
"NEVER!" screamed Stan from the den.
I smirked and floated into the den and taped together pieces of furniture. "Lill the arm is on of the legs…" Dipper pointed out as I fixed a chair.
"It's better this way!" I countered. Dipper rolled his eyes. After I finished 'fixing' the furniture, I groaned.
"I'm BORED!" Dipper snorted.
"Why?" he asked. I frowned.
"Uh I dunno because there's a evil ghost is out there somewhere wanting to kill us for some reason and all were doing is waiting for it to come to us," I said.
Dipper frowned, "What else can we do?" he asked. I shrugged and made holy water appear.
"Proof this whole house," I said.
"Lill that's like, to ward of demons," Jack said. I threw it in the trash.
"How do you ward of ghosts?!" I asked. No one knew. I frowned, "We have to do something! I'm not gonna wait for some evil ghost to come and kill us or whatever!"
Jack nodded, "She's right, we can't do nothing!" he agreed. Yay thank you Jack! Maybe he has an idea! I thought.
"I just don't know what we could do." Aw man! Finally I just decided to flick the lights on and off saying.
"Hey ghost if you're here can you come out and let us convince you not to kill us? Ghost! Helllooooo?"
I totally thought that would work! Gosh, ghosts theses days, so stubborn! Dipper looked at me, annoyed, "Lill this isn't gonna attract any ghosts," he said.
"Maybe I'll just have to try harder."
"NO!" he said. I smirked and walked away. Then I made his book float out of his hands and into mine, I started to flip through them.
"Hmm, zombies, no. Giant vampire bats, no. Evil door that we should never open, no. Gnomes, no. Gravity Falls Lake monster, no. Aha! Ghosts!"
Dipper frowned, "Hey give it back!" he said. He ran towards me and tried to grab it but I just floated off the ground.
"Now Dipper do we really wanna repeat what happened the LAST time these events unfolded?" I asked. Dipper crossed his arms.
I started to read through the pages.
"Ok, it says facts about ghosts, that if you disturb their grave they will try to reek revenge on you, that they can posses people, oh hey it says where to summon ghosts!"
"NO NO NO!" Dipper shouted as I started to chant the words it said in the book. After I was done a bright light filled the room.
It dimmed and nothing had changed, I frowned, "Aw man. Well I guess there's no ghost," I said. Everyone stared in pure horror at something behind me, "What?"
"Think again."
My blood ran cold. I slowly turned and saw a ghostly figure who looked little like Mabel behind me, she had blonde hair, pale skin, a torn lavender dress, and…red eyes.
I backed away and she cackled. "Hello Pines, and others, get ready to die."
I for one would pick puma shirt. But anyways they got the ghost! Now what? Well I know what but still! And remember...try not to hit any pedestrians!
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