Twins missing in Dual worlds chapter 9

Thanks Gwendolyntennison for editing and even writing a bit of this chapter thanks.

Since this Chapter is so short I decided to release it after one week instead of two.

Now for something totally different…

When Sasha woke, she found herself on all four in the mud. She quickly stood up and fruitlessly tried to shake off the clump of mud clinging to her. "Where am I?" She wondered aloud.

"Anne, Marcy?" She turned from side to side only to find her surroundings void of her besties. "Mable?"

She asked cautiously. Sash had recently tried to befriend the younger girl. She really had, but her latest actions made it an obvious mistake. If she had any say, Mable would be off the cheerleading squad after this, and she definitely did since she was the captain. Her anger at Mable would stay firm, especially since it was her fault, but a bug fell onto her head, pulling her thoughts away from the matter. She jerked from side to side in an attempt to dislodge the bug.

"This isn't funny, Marcy." She shouted, noticing it wasn't responding how she hope it would. "Honestly, I did not expect that to work." The bug puked on her. "What did you just do, and I just got this new shirt." It flew off as she swung at it, attempting to knock it out of the air in retribution. "You better run," she called after it, raising her fist in the air. It booked it. Scared of her face. "Okay, now what to do? Wait, Sasha, stop and think about what Marcy says. That should be helpful." She listened to herself and pulled the memory up.

"Remember, there is only one town in America that makes it legal to marry a woodpecker." Marcy was totally full of useless facts that nobody knew about nor cared about other than her.

"That wasn't helpful at all," Sasha said, returning to her present time. She really should have listened to Marcy more. Those 'totally useless' facts could come in helpful every once in a while, as long as you knew them at least. She tried to see if there was anything useful in her surroundings, but sadly she didn't recognize any of the plants. Some of them didn't even look like they were from America. "Just keep going, Sasha; you'll find a highway and can sue the pants off the antique dealer for this." She just knew Marcy had told her something she needed to know, but her mind couldn't remember it for some reason.

As she tracked through the dense forest, she kept her head on a swivel for any more bugs, but she was still ill-prepared for the giant Mantis that leaped out at her. Sasha threw herself out of the way of its claws and searched the ground around her for a weapon to defend herself. "Why did I choose Cheerleading over fencing?" She mumbles to herself as she grabbed two long and sturdy branches that could serve as swords. She swung them around to get an understanding of their weight, and also in a farfetched hope of scaring the mantis off.

Unaffected, the Mantis lunged at her again. Sasha battered the Mantis' pincer things away from her. It stumbled back but did not fall. "Okay, Sasha, those movies Marcy made you watch better be worth it because now is the time to test their real-world application." She said, going for the head; she didn't cut it off but made it bump into a tree.

"About time." She said as she managed to slip away while the Mantis regained its footing. and seems to be crying. "Now that's pathetic." Suddenly there was a bang behind her. She looked back over her shoulder to see it limping away with what looked like tears dripping down its face.

When she turned to face forward again, a giant ugly toad landed behind her. "The heck are you?" She yelled at the strangely muscular creature. Its left eye glowed a sickly yellow-green and seemed to be stuck in a constant squint. Its right eye, a pale light blue, was marked with a grizzly pink scar. Neither had a visible iris; whether that was due to injury or natural, Sasha couldn't tell. The eyes didn't look like they could see anything, but they were trained on her. Sharp and uneven teeth pocked out of his mouth, and he was covered in red scale armor. All worked together to mark him as a much more intimidating opponent than Shash, who stood in her dirty and tattered schoolgirl outfit.

"I'm Captain Grime." It shouted in a booming voice. "And what kind of hideous abomination are you?" It said. If anyone else were confronted with the creature that stood in front of Sasha, they would have run off, but she could tell that standing her ground might be one of her only way of getting out of this confirmation alive, and victorious. She would not lose this fight today.

"Hey, I'm nine at worst." She said, not getting what he was trying to say to her really.

"You're in our territory, creature!" His voice growled like he was swallowing gravel. His fierce armor and stance suggested he was no stranger to getting in fights with people above Sasha's current league. Sasha was forced to yeat again, wonder why she had chosen cheerleading, and not fencing or wrestling or something that could be helpful in a fight.

"I don't even know where I am."

"If you are to lie to me, make it believable."

"Do I look like a local?"

"No, but I've seen some gross creatures before."

"Then just let me go, and I'll be out of your hair." Sasha was trying to avoid conflict judging by the fact that this ugly frog creature was armed and clearly dangerous.

It grinned a sharp toothy grin. "Afraid I can't do that. See, it's my job to keep this territory safe. You're coming with me."

"Yeah, that not happening, creeper."

"It wasn't a request," he snapped his fingers, and suddenly more toads descended from the foliage above. Surrounding her. All of them were wearing grey versions of their leader's armor, and some stupid hats that look like they put metal plates on their heads upside down. They all were armed.

"Where the heck did you come from?" The branches must be bigger than she had originally guessed.

"Take her in!" Grime ordered his troops.

"Hey, let me go." She said, kicking out, causing one of her shoes to fly off and into the woods. They dragged her, bound in ropes, to a formidable tower. Their formation was tight as they dragged her across the dirty ground, coating her in dust and mud. If she had thought her new uniform had been ruined when the bug pucked on it earlier, now it was even worse. He would pay for this, someway, somehow. Sasha Waybright always got her man. She yelled this out. They threw her into a dingy cell high in the tower. A huge hole ripped in her uniform, adding to the list of things she needed to repair later.

"WHERE AM I?!" She yelled at the top of her breath, so much so that everyone in the tower would know her voice. She was trapped in another world and had no clue if her friends were safe.

"Marcy Anne, I will find you." She told herself, looking out of the bars. She got a good look and could tell that the landscape was somewhere she had never been to. She'd never even see it on some kind of postcard. She was furious, she heard the Grimm person send a toad to guard her. Okay, she'd be able to work with this. She just needed to convince all of her guards to help make her time here more bearable.

To be continue…

Next chapter: Mabel have to deal with the unpleasantly of being a teenager, and without any of the skin care product of our world to deal with it. How will the cutest of the Pines deal with this horror, find out next time same frog time, same frog channel.

RonaldM40196867chapter 8 . Apr 22

Ford is a genius to make Mabel's phone capable of supercharging.

What do you like most about the Planters?

Do you think Curator Ponds had his versions of Mabel and Dipper

My response: He is, I think he would even if I feel it would be way more useful if not perfect. I like how they are extremely loyal to each other, and willing to take in basically an alien as one of their own. HE just might. ;)