Chapter 8
The door squeaked open. "Tom, you'll never believe what I found! Just look at this get-well-soon card! Ryan and I have already signed it, so now it's-" Mori looked around in shock. "What is going on here!?" she demanded, staring at the drug injector. "What is going on!?" she repeated. Tom looked dumbstuck. Mel ran to her mother.
"Daddy made me do it!" she sobbed.
"Do what?" Mori asked, angrily glaring at Tom, who just shrugged.
"He made me shoot Mabel with drugs!" Mel cried. She's so lying! Dipper thought. If I had any strength, I'd-
"Tom!" Mori roared, interrupting Dipper's thoughts. "Drugs! Where did you get those!?"
"N-no! Mel is wrong-"
"SILENCE! Mel, sweetheart, go to your room. And Tom, stay here. We have a lot of clearing up to do." She walked over to Dipper and held his flushed face. "What have you done to him, Tom? Have you gone crazy!? Now get them out of these bars, Tom. Where did you even get-"
"Yes, I'll pat you!" a giggling voice interrupted. Mori looked up in surprise. Mabel was twirling her wrists and laughing. "You're so cute. Ow! You bit me!" she twisted up her face and screamed.
"Drugs." Mori muttered.
...
Soon Mori had the twins on a big couch. "Look at her eyes. Dialated." she said. Mabel got up.
"This bouncy house is fun, Dipper! You were right!" she bounced off the walls and fell. "You killed my brother, Mel. Now I'm going to kill you." she mumbled, swiping out a pocket knife and swishing it around sleepily. Mori put her beside Dipper on the couch again and left quietly. Mabel's big eyes closed and Dipper gave a sigh of relief.
...
"Confess!" Dipper awoke with a start. He turned his head groggily to the sound of the noise. "Confess, retard, confess!" It was Mel. She suddenly looked over. "Oh look, your brother's awake. Tell him retard. Tell him what you did. I'm not letting you get out of it like you did last time. I'm not moving away, not this time. I'll get it out of you if I have to kill you myself!" Mabel laughed.
"I've seen it. It's here. It's big. It has windows. I'm turning the wheel. But I didn't mean to. It wasn't my fault. He was the one standing on it. Now he's seven less!" she giggled. Dipper widened his eyes fearfully. Me? he thought. Mel screamed and punched her face. She processed she was hurt and screamed.
"Where's Dipper!?" she yelled. "Where's my brother!?"
"Mabel!" Dipper said, alarmed. "I'm right here!"
"Dipper! You're dead!"
"No!" Dipper grabbed Mabel's shoulders and shook them hard, but to no avail. Mel's angry face softened.
"I'm so sorry!" she blurted. Dipper looked up, stunned. "It's just- all of this stuff was my fault and- and I didn't mean for it to go this far!" she was soon crying. "I thought it would have worn off by now, but- I don't know what came over me... I was just- scared when she threatened me l-like t-that four years ago!"
"What time is it?" Dipper asked.
"Eleven at night." Mel answered. She jumped when Mabel's eyes flashed open. Her eyes were still frighteningly dialated, but she gave off a different feel, a sense of peace.
"Oh Dipper!" she cried, throwing her arms around her brother. She muttered his name over and over while he hugged her back. Then she glanced over her shoulder.
"What did I ever do to you?" she asked furiously, eyes flashing.
"I-"
"Mabel, um, Mel is... on our side now. She understands. And she's sorry," Dipper tried assuring his sister. Mabel eyed Mel suspiciously, but then, worn out, settled down and fell asleep.