Twinstones
Chapter 3
As Dipper ran into the Reverse Mystery Shack, Gideon and Pacifica rushed to meet him.
"You needn't explain. We saw everything." Assured Pacifica.
"How...?" He began
"Seeing crystal. We were curious."
"Ookaay. Who were they?" Dipper asked.
"Dipper and Mabel Gleeful. Age 18. They run the Tent of Telepathy. Cruel, that's what they are." Replied Gideon.
Pacifica piped up, "Ohhhh, speaking of the Tent of Telepathy, can we go? I heard it's awesome. And we might be able to find out more about them."
"I don't know. What if they see me. They probably won't be as kind as before." Dipper argued.
"Then we'll disguise you. When I'm through with you, you'll hardly recognize yourself."
An hour and a half of foraging and tinkering later, it was done. The machine that would send Mabel to whichever dimension Dipper is in, so she can take him home. It looked more like ghost-detecting equipment more than anything. The only thing different is the small grove where the stone will go.
"Each time one of you go to another dimension, it will save onto the devices database," explained Ford, "that's why there are two already on there. Lets see, ours is called Normal, probably because it's the one that it was made in, Dippers is called Reversed, so it's probably the reversed of this one. If this were made in that one, that would be Normal, and this would be Reversed."
"So when can I use it?" Asked Mabel, already reaching for it. Ford pulled it farther away.
"When we've located a spot where we are sure nothing has changed. We don't want you appearing in the middle of a wall, do we?"
"No, I guess not."
Dipper walked into the Tent of Telepathy looking like a normal tourist. Gone were his cap, vest and red shirt. Instead he wore a flowery tourist shirt and dark sunglasses, and his big dipper birthmark was covered in makeup. With him were of course Gideon and Pacifica, but in their normal getup. They took their seats with the rest of the crowd and the show began. A big, human-sized box was rolled onstage as the twins walked on from different sides of the stage. They bowed, and spoke.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the Tent of Telepathy!" Welcomed Mabel.
"I am Dipper Gleeful," he introduced,"and this is my twin sister Mabel Gleeful, and together we are the Psychic Twins."
"For our first act, we will need a volunteer from the audience. Rememer, this act will be very dangerous if it fails and we will take no responsibility if something happens." Imeadiately, several habds went up, dispite Mabels warnings. She chose someone who wore a golden one-sleeved long-sleeved shirt that ended above the waist with silver trim and a floor-length silver skirt with a gold embroidered hem.
"I heard that she gets picked for every show with a dangerous act. I guess they're not about risk being sued if something does happen." Pacifica wispered to him.
"Hello madame, could you please tell the audience your name?" Mabel asked.
"Ah, yes. My name is Diana Huntress." She replied. Soft murmurs rose through the crowd. I guess she must be popular, Dipper thought. He turned his attention back to the stage.
"Well, Diana, if you would be so kind as to step inside this box?" She inquired.
"Yes, of course." She bowed to the crowd and stepped inside the daunting container. Dipper G closed the box and brought out a barrel of swords from behind it. Mabel G spun the box around three times before halting it. Then Dipper G slipped a sword into a slot that no-one had noticed before. It popped out the other side. Another went in from the other side, then again from the front. Both came out clean. Then Dipper shoved one in through the back at about head-level. This time, when it came out, a dark red liquid dripped off the swords tip. It looked like blood. An audible gasp swept throughout the tent. Oh, god, thought Dipper, what have they done? The Psychic Twins looked as of nothing had happened. So maybe nothing did. It was all part of the show. He relaxed. Dipper pulled out all of the swords and thrust them back into the barrel. Mabel then spun the box counterclockwise, the opposite direction of the direction she did first. The door opened and Diana stepped out unharmed. Dipper felt a sigh of relief escape him.
"Thank you all for comming to the Tent of Telepathy. The next act will start in twenty minutes." Dipper G announced. As the crowd rose to their feet, Pacifica, Gideon and Dipper huddled together.
"Okay, now what?" Asked Pacifica.
"Simple. We follow them." Dipper answered. Casually they eased themselves from the crowd. Gideon pointed out a door that said Staff Only. The door opened and a janitor walked out, his atention too focused on his phone to notice the trio. Quickly Pacifica caught the door and ushered them inside. Sneeking, hiding when someone came past, they made their way to the stars dressing rooms. They were in sight of it when blue binds wrapped around Pacifica and Gideon. Oh, no. A cold hand clamped on Dippers mouth as something metallic pressed against his neck. It was a knife. He felt someones breath on his ear.
"Why are you here?" He asked. It was Dipper Gleeful.
Hi guys. Hope you are loving Twinstones at the moment. I know I am. In a couple of weeks I will be traveling for the Christmas and New Year holidays. That means I will not have internet connection to post fanfiction. So don't be suprised if it just stops for a while. But I promise that as soon as I get back, I will post the next chapter for you all to read. Also I am purposely going to wait a while before posting the next chapter just so you can deal with a cliffhanger. Good luck with that.