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It had taken mabel and Dipper a Whole hour and a half to bring all the mail, including the three boxes, upstairs to their room, It had taken them another 30min just to sort through it all and read the ones addressed to them from their parents.
The mail was mostly made up of; Magazines, coupon catalogs, bills, and some really strange anonymous letter that must have been put in the wrong mail box , which Dipper and Mabel immediately discarded into the trash pile.
Stan had confiscated the cylinder tube from Mabel and Dipper before they could figure out what was inside, stating that, "It's nothing, quit asking so many questions," and, "get back to work!"
The only thing left to open after that where the boxes that sat on the carpet in the middle of Mabel and Dippers floor.
"I CALL opening my box FIRST!" Mabel cheered as she quickly grabbed the box that had, in big glittering letters: MABEL PINES!
"Aww, no fair I had mine first." Dipper teased as he began to laugh at Mabel, who was know making funny faces as she pulled the tape back.
When the tape was all off, she through open the flaps of cardboard and began to squeal inward as she bit on her lower lip and her eyes lit up.
"DIPPER! Guess What Mom and Dad sent me!" She squealed, still biting down hard on her lip.
Dipper was sitting criss-cross across from her, smiling.
"Gummy worms?! He played along.
"Yes! But thats not All they sent me!" She answered. "Take another guess!"
"Come on Mabel! Dipper complained. "Just tell me already!" He pleaded.
"All Right, all right! I can tell you're just dying to know what's in here." She said, while shaking the medium sized box back and forth. Dipper rolled his eyes at his sister who was being dramatic.
"So, without further adieu, Waddles! Drumroll please!" She asked her pet pig that had been sleeping on her bed until he hear her voice and lifted his head up at her and snorted.
"CLOSE enough! She yelled as she dumped the contents of her box onto the floor.
The rug in between Mabel and Dipper was now littered with a wide assortment of glitter, posters, gummy candy, movies and yarn, of all different kinds of colors, textures, and lengths.
Dipper was shocked to see how much his parents had managed to fit into his sisters box, But he supposed it wasn't that odd considering the fact that his mom professionally organized peoples lives for a living and His dad was really good about finding creative ways to make things work.
Dipper looked at the two other boxes, the one that was the smallest of the two was addressed to Grunkle Stan from his parents, he wondered what was inside, but he dismissed the Idea and put the small box to the side with some of Stans other mail when he heard Mabel say;
"Alright, now open your box Dipper!" She said after she put her things back in her box, which was now overflowing with yarn.
Dipper grabbed the other medium box that had nothing super special written on it except his real name,which had been crossed out and replaced with his nickname just written above.
example: DIPPER
LKFUEB JR. -(Side note: Not in code, just random letters, Well, except for the JR part that was on purpose).
Dipper opened his box slower than his sister had, being sure not to rip the tape off short or rip off a piece of cardboard in the progress, after all he might want to be able to use the box latter.
Mabel looked like she was going to explode from eagerness and over excitement.
Dipper pulled out a flashlight, batteries, three murder mystery stories, two camcorders, his lucky rabbit's foot he accidentally left behind in Piedmont, California, and a letter attached to a skinner box then the one it was originally in, but just about as long in length.
"What's it say?" Mabel asked Dipper as she ruffled through his stuff not really looking at him.
Dipper opened the letter and began to skim through it, mumbling words under his breath to himself every now and again.
"Miss you...fathers been out talking to...Mabels picture..."He continued to skim, but then there was a sentence that caught Dippers eyes and Dipper gained a sinking filling in his gut.
"Oh, man, I completely forgot." Dipper said in a guilty, sorrowful voice to himself.
"What's up?" Mabel asked worried.
"hah? O, It's nothing." Dipper said when he remembered he wasn't alone.
"It's just that in two days from now, it was suppose to be my day with mom and I still haven't gotten her anything yet!" He said angry with himself for not remembering sooner.
"Ya, Know?" He finished an then he sighed.
"Wow, Bro! Quit beating yourself up about is so much! You still have two days to figure out what to getter her, plus now you can help me pick out a gift for dad" Mabel said, lightening the mood.
"Well, technically we only have what ever time's left today to find our gifts and, IF, we do find gifts, take them to the post office to send them before it closes and then, Maybe, just maybe they will arrive to them on time." Dipper interjected while clicking a pen ferociously and pondering to himself.
"Mabel! What time is it? Dipper asked with determination in his voice instead of regret.
Mabel looked at her MEOW! kitty clock that was ticking softly on her nightstand.
"Its 4:30pm." She answered.
"Great! that gives us an hour to find the perfect gift, get back home, package the gifts, run to the post office before it closes and come back home! Dipper said with great enthusiasm.
"Come on Mabel! LETS, GO, GET, SOME, GIFTS!" He said, all silliness aside.
"Right behind you, Bro bro!" Mabel said, having already grabbed her ,BEDAZZLED, hand made, handbag.
Gideon's POV.
5 hours earlier...
"Ok, Gideon." Gedeon told himself while he paced back and forth in his cell.
"All you have to do is convince all those mouth breathin' fools out there that you're sorry for not succeeding... I mean!" ... For not bein' truthful and for brakin' the law." He corrected himself.
"Yah, that sounds like it'd work, and maybe if I can sell it hard enough the'll shorten my sentence a few months like the fools they are!" He said evilly.
"Wow! You really are a real case worker aren't you!" a familiar voice said, the male voice held an unnerving happiness and a slight echo.
Gedeon turned around and screamed when he saw the yellow dream demon floating, like he was sitting down on the edge of Gideons cell bunk.
Agh! What are you doin' here! Gideon shrieked with a little o' bit o' panic.
"Then again!" Bill ignored.
"I'd probably be talking to myself if I had to spend the night here to!" He continued.
"Oh! Yah! I do that anyway, AH, Ha, ha, haa-Hey! What's that!" Bill said getting side tracked, He picked up a small ball and bounced it off the wall a couple of times.
(boing, boing, boing!)
"What are you talkin' about, Demon! Gideon questioned, angrily after having gathered himself back up.
"Oh, None of that matters!" Bill stated, while dismissing the question by waving his arms.
" What matters, Is that I'm here to bust you out, so to speak, What do you say Gideon!? Bill asked in a way that made it sound like he already knew the answer and was happy with it.
Gideon looked at Bill, who was pretending to look at his nails as if he was board.
"And Why would I need your help gettin' outa' here?!" Gideon challenged "I can do just fine on my own!"
"Well! If you say so, Gideon! Bill challenged back.
"Enjoy getting out in two years and never getting your revenge on the Pines twins!" Bill turned around, as if he was about to leave.
Gideon looked around irritated, confused, angry, and annoyed.
"What are you saying Bill" Gideon hissed. "I'll be gettin' outa here in a year, if not sooner!" At that reaction Bill turned around and laughed wildly before saying:
"Thats not what I heard! But even if you could manage to shorten your sentence, Which you won't! You would never get your revenge on the Pines family for ruining your life! PLUS! you would never gain your fame again!" Bill explained as he projected images .
"But, I just so happen know a way for you to get what you want;Your freedom, your fame, your revenge, and the girl!" Bill said, shrugging his shoulders like none of that mattered to him.
"I'm listening!" Gideon replied.
Bill perked up when Gideon said that.
"All I require is a deal and all your problems will be solved in due time! and as an added bonus, I'll even get you out of jail today, completely free of charge!" Bill offered.
"And What do you want from me?" Gideon asked cautiously.
"I still have something big I've been planing, I'll fill you in on the details after we get you out of here! What do you say, Gideon?!" Bill said as his eye became bright blue when his hand engulfed in flame as he stretched it outward for shaking.
"Deal!" Gideon agreed, reaching out and grabbing Bill's fiery outstretched hand, in conclusion to their deal.
Oh! Things are getting intense, and yet, not intense enough! I guess you're going to have to wait and read what will happen next, when I post the next chapter! All well!-Mixpixs