Dipper woke up from a night of wacky dreams. He scratched his head in amusement, expecting to feel his short brown hair.
But something was wrong.
Dipper rubbed his hair again and discovered it went past his shoulders. He looked at himself and learned he was wearing a long green nightshirt with a CD on it. He jumped off his bed, his dark green socks softly landing on the ground.
He ran to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Yes, something was wrong.
He was a girl.
"ABEL!" Dipper yelled. Dipper jumped back in surprise; was Mabel a boy?
A deep voice that could have belonged to a 32 year old confirmed this. "Why do you sound so nervous, Ursa?"
"Ab-I mean, Mabel, you're a guy!" Ursa yelled in panic.
Abel tilted his head and looked at his shocked twin in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Ursa nearly began to spas out. Abel watched in shock. "Uh, hold on Ursa, I'll get the book."
"THE BOOK! Yes!" Ursa yelled. She ran back to attic and grabbed the book from under his pillow. He started to franticly flip the pages, hoping to find a reason for this madness.
"Ursa, calm down! Why are you acting so cray-cray?"
"Because I'm a boy and you're a girl! Ursa screamed in frustation.
A woman's voice called from the kitchen. "Gremlins, breakfast is ready!"
"Ohh, I can smell Graunt Sandy's bacon!" Abel cheered.
"No! It's supposed to be Grunkle Stan!"
Abel just shook his head and grabbed Ursa's arm. "C'mon sis, maybe some bacon will clear you're head."
The two walked down the stairs, and Ursa nearly vomited in disbelief. How is this happening? She racked his mind for answers, but she came up with nothing.
Grugdingly, he sat down and start chewing a nearly burned piece of bacon.
Jeez, Graunt Sandy was a horrible cook, Ursa thought. Wait, no! It's Stan!
A tall red haired teen walked in to the room. "Hey, Indy," Ursa said. Indy just nodded and stole one of Abel's bacon strips.
Ursa was utterly enjoyed by the sight of Indy. Tall, strong, cute...
No! Indy's a guy! And I'm a guy. So...
"I LIKE GIRLS!" Ursa blurted out. Everybody stopped and gave him an awkward stare, even Sue, who was cleaning bobbleheads in the store.
"Umm..." Abel said, confused.
Ursa waved her hands. "No! It's just...I'm...umm..." Ursa just sighed and went back to the attic. She looked through her trunk and gasped about what he saw.
All his shorts were changed into grey skirts, and his vests were now jackets without their sleeves. He put them on. It gave him a strange feeling, like he had been worn these before, but hadn't. Freaky.
Abel cautiously opened the door. He saw that his sister was nearly crying. Abel tried to comfort him.
"C'mon Ursa, it's alright." He kneed beside her and patted her head. "I guess that these years are tough, y'know, with puberty and all, but we'll pull through."
Ursa managed to smile. She was glad they still had the ability to sense each other's feelings easily, almost like telepathy. Wait...telepathy.
"That's it!" Ursa yelled. Abel cringed in surprise.
"What?"
"Abel, remember that physic girl?"
"Gabriella? Yeah, how could forget someone who had an unhealthy obession about me and tried to cut off you're tongue." Abel changed into a new blue t-shirt, then put on a maroon sweatshirt with a picture of a soccer ball stitche on.
To Ursa's horror, Abel had chest hair. I'm Dipper, and my sister Mabel has chest hair, which is creepy on so many levels.
A slight pang of jealousy entered Ursa; Mabel had three more strands of chest hair than Dipper did. Ursa pushed the thought aside. Now was not the time to reflect upon the fact you're sister was more of a man than you.
"We got to go there," Ursa told her twin. Abel cheered.
"Yeah! And I can tell him he sounds like Sally Syrup!"
Dear god, even cartoons have been gender flipped.
The twins arrived about 20 minutes later. After watching Mary the Platypus do on TV, Abel now always kicked doors to open them.
With all of his brute strength, Abel kicked the door, nearly knocking it off of its hinges. She's not more manly than you, she's not more manly than you.
A loud bang came from a room upstairs. "Looks like that's where Sally is," Abel said with a grin. The two charged up the stairs and smashed through the doors, hitting Gabriella straight in the nose.
"Ow...jeez, guys, you broke my nose two weeks ago." Abel hoisted Gabriella up.
"WHERE'S THE TRIGGER?" Abel yelled. When everybody just stared, she said, "Sorry, I've just always wanted to say that!
"Anyway, why did you bring us here, Ursa?"
Ursa stepped forward and stared Gabriella in the eyes. "Listen, Flapjack, I know you changed us into the opposite sex-" Abel giggled, "And you are going to change us back!"
"A little fight in you. I like that." Gabriella said with a sly smile. When Ursa recoiled, Gabriella frowned. "No, it's just that I've wanted to say that too."
Gabriella turned on a projector, and a brigt picture of red words appeared on the screen.
"You see, I was trying to cast spell to make Mabel fall in love with me, but I said the wrong one and caused everybody to change.
"In order to change back, they must sing this!" Gabriella pointed to the screen.
"Hail naw!" Ursa said. Abel rubbed her shoulder and nodded. Ursa sighed. It had to be done.
With a deep breath, Ursa began. "WELL...
who wants a lamby lamby lamby? I do! I do! So go up and greet your mammy mammy mammy! Hi there! Hi there!"
While singing, Ursa noticed Abel was filming this. Silently cursing, she continued.
"So march march march around the daisies! And don't don't don't you forget about the baby!" Ursa waved arms around for a big finish.
Gabriella bursted out with laughter. "Hahahaha...you didn't have to do that. I just wanted you to!" She slapped her knee in amusement.
"The real way is this," Gabriella started chanting, the room looked like it was melting, leaving behind black walls of nothingness.
Dipper woke up from a wacky night of dreams. He scratched his head in amusement, sighing in relief after feeling short hair.
"Hey Dipper, check out this weird video!" Dipper stared at the screen of her phone.
Dipper was startled to see the Ursa version of himself doing to Lamby Lamby Dance. "Wonder who filmed this?"
Dipper just shook his head. "I think we should just delete it."
Mabel nodded, then hit the DELETE button.
Jeez, this was confusing to write. I hope you all enjoy it!