AN: Hi guys! I'm back!
I forgot to publicly thank Gelato Mouse for the Yin Yang correction. I'm going have to fix that soon...or not. Eh...ಠ_ಠ
And it seems DipstickPines figured out two of my pop-culture references hidden in the story (if you want to know which ones just look at the review) NICE! Not even sure if I put more...did I put more? eh, who cares? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
And to the other reviewer, not to worry, there'll be lots of opportunities to cry your eyes out!
Lots of opportunities...
Lots...
I planned them...
You will cry...
So hard...
And I won't be sorry ಠﭛಠ
I forgot to mention the EMObillcipher89 suggested I give the young couple twins...and name them Lily and Severus (kudos to you if you got the reference!)
I think that's an AWESOME idea! What about you guys?!
And LumpyApple? That pun was beautiful and I shall forever cherish it ;3
Anyway, on to da fluff...kinda. I couldn't help myself she added some drama...me sorry...I also introduced a lot more of your OCs! I'm currently trying to make them all important parts of the storyline so YAY!
...M-A-B-E-L...
Chapter Fifty: [Meh, can't find a name ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]
How did you get used to getting your heart ripped out?
You don't.
Stan thought the dream was real, he really did, he thought he had lost the kids.
He thought he had lost Stanford. Again.
Sure he brushed it off as if it were nothing, but it was something. You didn't just forget messed up crap like that, did you?
The kids plus Pacifica talked to him for a while before the doctor came, he nearly fainted from surprise when he saw Stan awake and talking, that was a bit of a laugh for the group.
It was after he was given a check-up-the doctor deciding he was fine but deciding to keep him for another day just in case-did Mabel remind her brothers and her friend that they were missing the party.
After some quick goodbyes, they left the old man alone in his thoughts.
Losing someone close to him was a concept Stan didn't understand 'till he was twelve; the first time he had almost lost his brother.
He could still remember it clearly, the twins laughing and talking as they rode their bikes.
It was then that Stan stopped.
"Lee?" Ford questioned, stopping as well.
"Check that out!" Stan exclaimed excitedly, pointing to a tall hill.
"What about it?"
"Wouldn't it be cool to see how fast we'd go if we went down at top speed?! Stanford, we'd be like total dare devils!"
"But-Stanley!" Ford called as the younger twin swiftly walked his bike up the hill.
Ford bit his lip and sighed before following.
"Hey, wait up!" Ford called as Stan reached the top. Once Ford caught up to his brother he was panting for breath.
"Whoa! This is steeper than I thought!" Stan said excitedly, he squinted at the horizon before looking down below where a thicket of trees lay.
"Hey, Stanford, dare you to ride down it!" Stan grinned.
"Oh, d-down...me?" Ford said timidly.
"C'mon! It'll be fun!" Stan pressed giving Ford a light punch on the arm.
"Why don't you go first? See if it's safe..." Ford was cut off; Stan had begun to make chicken noises, flapping his arms like wings.
Ford narrowed his eyes. "Fine!" He said forcefully. Ford hopped on his bike, taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, opened them, and pushed off.
"Whoo-hoo! Go Stanford!" Stan called as Ford rolled down the hill, his feet stationary on the pedals, his hair whipping in his face.
As the bike continued to move, it gained speed, faster and faster, Ford's heart began to pound. This was TOO fast.
Ford began to scream, gripping the handlebars with a white knuckled grip.
"STANLEY!" Ford yelled as the bike rolled off the hill towards the thicket of trees.
In panic, Ford slammed his foot on the breaks of his bike, a very wrong move indeed.
The bike stopped abruptly, propelling the boy forwards, Ford's screams where cut short as he crashed against a tree, crumpling to the ground.
"STANFORD!" Stan screamed from on top of the hill, he ran down, the momentum causing him to fall to his knees and cut one but he didn't care, he got up and raced towards his brother.
"Sixer?" Stan said shaking his twin. "Ford? Stanford?! Come on, wake up! I'm sorry!"
Ford's face was pale, a trickle of blood sliding from his mouth and his glasses frames were cracked.
"Stanford! Please!"
Ford let out a moan, coughing, his eyes opened slowly.
"Lee?"
Stan felt a sea of relief wash over him. No words were said that day, at that moment, Stan had merely hugged his brother tighter than ever before.
No matter how much he felt that fear, that dread, it didn't get any better, you didn't just get used to loosing or almost loosing someone dear to you.
Stan sighed deeply, looking at the boring ceiling of the hospital room. Hey may have faked his feelings towards the dream, but it still haunted him.
He could still hear Ford's panicked screams for help.
He could still hear the kids' screams of pain.
He could still hear Bill's sadistic laughter.
...M-A-B-E-L...
"OK, we're not too late for the gift wrapping!" Mabel said in the back of the car. "Thank goodness! You have a lot Mattie, you also have a lot of B-day presents!"
"My birthday is not until April," Matthew said.
"Belated birthday presents! Duh!" Mabel said.
They parked the car in the ballroom parking lot, and got out.
"So, Paz, how'd you like meeting our arch nemesis?" Dipper asked as they walked towards the doors.
"Creepiest thing ever, hands down," Pacifica shuddered. "If I see him again I'm going to-did you just call me 'Paz?'"
"No!"
Mabel laughed as she followed the duo into the ballroom full of loud music and fog. Not to mention confetti.
Matthew stopped when a bird tweeted over head. The blonde looked up and frowned. Birds? In the night?
It was a blue-jay, it landed on Matthew's shoulder, sticking out his leg.
Matthew rose his eyebrows and untied the note, reading it. Getting Harry Potter vibes.
'Matthew' it read. The bird flew in the air and circled, watching Matthew almost critically. Matthew rose an eyebrow before returning to the note, walking towards the ballroom doors.
Before he could continue however, he bumped into someone.
"Oh, sorry."
"It's quite alright, boy," The man Matthew had bumped into straightened himself and smiled. "Arnold Evergreen. I don't believe we've met?"
"Er, no, but Quinn Hunter told me about you, you run a chamber music group, right?" Matthew asked shaking his hand.
"Yes, yes indeed, my daughter claimed you're quite the pianist," Arnold continued, placing an arm around Matthew's shoulder and sitting him down on a nearby water fountain.
There was something off about the man, his smile seemed surreal and fake and his eyes held something sinister and dark.
"Um, can I help you?" Matthew murmured. His hands heated up ever so slightly with his magic.
"Tomorrow, would you like to audition? We've had a new recruit recently with a young man by the name of Syliphen. But since my daughter rather fancies you...I'll make an exception." Arnold's creepy smile broadened ever so slightly.
"Um, yeah, sure, I kind of need to get in now so..."
"Of course, of course! How about 3:00 p.m. tomorrow, hmm?"
"Uh, yeah, sure." Matthew quickly got up, that man was truly scary. Plus, he was afraid he was missing his baby shower.
On his way to the door, Matthew stopped, patting his pockets. "Where's the..." Matthew turned. "Sir...do you know where...I was holding a letter, you know where it went?"
"Afraid I can't help you," Arnold shrugged smiling into the distance.
Matthew walked in and sighed, if it was from a fangirl, hear from her soon enough.
Arnold watched Matthew leave, a smirk plastered on his face as he took the stolen letter in his hands, reading it over. "Fan girls...so adorable." He chuckled, just as a he felt a sharp pain in his ear.
...M-A-B-E-L...
"Here he comes!" Allison announced as Matthew walked through the door.
"Did he get it? I hope he got it!" Mordecai mumbled.
"He doesn't look mad..." Roxanna pointed out.
"So he didn't get it?" Allison asked worriedly.
"Hey everyone!" Lee called. "Check out that looser!"
A few people ran over to the large windows, watching as Arnold was wrestling with the blue-jay, a second later he toppled into the water fountain with a scream.
There was an explosion of laughter from the party guests that where watching.
Matthew was at the punch table, pouring punch into a cup and taking a brownie. Snorting when he saw Gideon showcase a bouquet of flowers to his sister.
Mabel wrinkled her nose and scowled. "You tried to kill my brothers! twice!"
"And I'm sorry!" Gideon said. "You'll let me turn over a new leaf won't you?" Gideon said innocently.
Don't fall for it...Matthew said. Don't fall for it Mabel...
Mabel's expression softened and she took the bouquet. "How'd you know I liked irises?"
"Just a hunch!" Gideon said swiping the air casually.
Mabel smiled as Gideon held out his hand. "Care for a dance?"
Mabel grinned and took the pudgy hand, allowing herself to be twirled on to the dance floor.
Matthew sighed. "And she fell for it..." he mumbled.
He then felt something nudge against his ankle.
Looking down he saw a dog; a German Shepard.
"Hey there pal," Matthew smiled, kneeling and scratching the dog between its ears.
The dog barked happily and licked Matthew's face, eliciting a laugh from the boy.
"Loki!" A voice called.
Matthew looked up, a girl with strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, and tons of freckles, ran up to the two.
She looked about thirteen, and Matthew's first adjective that described her was "pretty".
"This is your dog?" Matthew asked.
The girl nodded, whistling and calling the dog towards her. Loki complied, trotting over to his mistress.
"I think he likes you," the girl smiled. "I'm Victoria Magallon by the way, followed you for a while on Facebook, you can call me Vicki though."
"Sure you know me," Matthew responded. "I-"
"Matthew," a very solemn voice said.
Matthew turned, the girl looked vaguely familiar...wasn't she his Dad's student? "You are...?"
"Kouri Hunter," She said urgently. "Look, whatever you do, don't go to Harrison Manor...I-I know you have no business believing a stranger but..."
Matthew furrowed his brow while Loki whimpered gently, as if too sensing the darkness in Kouri's voice.
"The Harrisons? They lived here?" A voice chirped.
The two girls and boy turned to find yet another party guest, her face flushed with excitement. "I've heard of them! They were said to be a long line of magic users!"
The three people stared at her.
"Sorry! Sorry! I um..." the girl blushed from embarrassment. "Uh...I'm Haley Habear...eek!" Haley flinched when Loki jumped around her legs.
"He's saying hi," Vicki stated.
"So why where you guys talking about the Harrisons...or their manor?" Haley continued, brushing a hand through her short brown hair.
"I think..." Kouri swallowed, looking behind her back. "There is something seriously spooky going on there."
Kouri turned to Matthew and furrowed her brow. "Clara wants you, Matthew. I don't know why but...it's not for anything good."
"Clara?" Vicki repeated.
"The eldest Harrison child," Haley advised with a furrowed brow. "But she shouldn't be alive..." The girl gasped. "Unless-!"
"Excuse me ladies!" A girl with blue hair said loudly. "We have something important to discuss!"
The girl then proceeded to drag Matthew you away.
"Whoa, okay, what's up?" Matthew said pulling away.
"I know you didn't get the letter! Jason told me! Look you have to know! It's about Penelope-!"
"MOVE!" A loud voice barked.
The blue-haired girl gritted her teeth as Penelope strutted towards them, a smile on her lips, shoving anyone who got within three feet of her.
"Speak of the she-devil," the girl spat.
"Hi there, More-Pie!" Penelope sneered.
"It's Mordecai!" The blue-hair girl snapped.
"Uh-huh, yes, couldn't care less. Matthew honey! Where were-GET AWAY FROM ME!" Penelope shoved a black haired girl to the ground.
"Penelope! What the heck!" Matthew demanded helping the girl up.
"She was in my bubble," Penelope stated.
"Thanks," the girl said before glaring at the succubus. "You did NOT just do that," She said walking into Penelope's face.
"I did, what're you going to-?" Penelope was cut off when the dark haired girl punched her in the face.
An echo of gasps filled the ballroom as Penelope pulled her hand away from her nose...it was bloody.
Both Matthew and Mordecai looked at the girl in admiration. "Nikki Fang," she grinned.
Penelope's eyes switched to red, to blue, then back to grey before a smile once more graced her lips. "Enjoy the party," she smiled.
With a whip of her hair, Penelope left.
"Anyway," Mordecai said. "Robbie's stealing your girl! And Penelope's making Wendy fall for it by using-!"
"WHAT?!" Matthew demanded. His eye scanning the room before falling on Robbie, his arm around the red-head's shoulder.
Matthew stormed over, gritting his teeth. "ROBBIE!" He barked.
Robbie jumped, paling at the homicidal look in Matthew's eyes.
"Matthew?" Wendy squinted at her boyfriend, bewilderment written all over her face. "Then who's...ROBBIE?!"
Robbie stood up. "Uh...this isn't what it looks like?" Robbie's voice faded into a question as he wore an awkward grin that clearly said: I am screwed.
"Oh, so you weren't hitting on my girlfriend?" Matthew smiled, his face unlike Robbie's clearly said: You are screwed.
"I'll just...go now..." Robbie gave a quick thumbs up and ran out of the ballroom, running faster when people glared at him.
"Shame," someone grumbled, eliciting a lot of mumbled agreement before the party was drawn to Mabel's loud voice from the ballroom stage as she tapped the microphone.
"This is a song that goes out to my awesome brother Matthew and is soon-to-be-wife Wendy!" She said. Before singing, "Every Time we Touch"
"I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me..."
"So..." Matthew gave his girlfriend a side ways glance. "Going to explain the Robbie thing?"
"Matthew, I swear I didn't know it was him!" Wendy exclaimed. "If I did...it was like, my perception was altered or something..."
"Shhh..." Matthew leaned forward, placing a finger on Wendy's lips. "I believe you."
Wendy smiled, before yelping in surprise, Matthew had carried Wendy bridal style to the dance floor and was spinning around with her.
"'CAUSE EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING!" Mabel sang loudly. "AND EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY!"
Wendy laughed as her red hair whipped around, wrapping her arms around Matthew's neck and pressing her lips against his.
Matthew stopped, spinning, kissing Wendy back as he grabbed her hips tightly and lowered her to the ground where they could deepen the lip-lock session, much to the crowd's and especially Mabel's agreement, for she whooped louder than anyone else-plus she had a microphone.
"They look so in love," Pacifica stated wistfully to Dipper as they sat nearby on a couple of chairs.
"Yeah, they're happy together," Dipper smiled. He didn't know it was possible to be happy and have your heart shatter at the same time...but it could.
Dipper was happy for Matthew, he really, really was. He'd have a family soon and they'd be happy together...so happy...
A tear slid down Dipper's cheek and landed on his hand that was placed gently on his lap.
"Dipper..." Pacifica murmured worriedly, she placed her hand on his. "You're alright, aren't you?"
"I...yeah, yeah I'm fine."
Pacifica didn't believe him for one second, but she let it go, instead leaning forwards and kissing Dipper's cheek.
Dipper jumped up like a frightened cat, his face reddening as he slowly turned to Pacifica with a slightly agape mouth, struggling to find words.
"Better?" She smiled slyly.
Dipper squeaked and let out a strangled breath before staggering to the punch table.
Pacifica giggled but stopped when she heard an ear piercing shriek.
A heavy weight slammed into her and she fell.
"OHMYGOSH OHMYGOSH! AHHHHH!" Mabel got off the blonde and danced around screaming.
"Whoa ho!" Grenda said with a grin. "You go girl!"
"Did you see his face?" Candy giggled.
"I call bridesmaid! I CALL BRIDESMAID!" Mabel shrieked bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"Relax, guys. It was only a kiss," Pacifica said casually.
"It'll be just like that, but soon it'll be, BOOSH!" Mabel made a wide sweeping arc with her arms.
Pacifica rolled her eyes playfully. "Come on, let's hit the dance floor."
Dipper began chugging down punch, even splashing some on his face to get the blush away. No such luck, though his vision was getting spotted.
"Gift wrapping is in a half-hour according to Mabel," Matthew told Wendy. "Wanna take a stroll?"
"Okay," Wendy agreed. "Could use a break from the fog and stuff," Wendy buried her face in the crook of Matthew's neck as they walked out, smiling.
Just as they walked out, a dripping wet and very angry Arnold stormed in.
"Some fan-girls figured out our plan, luckily, Matthew doesn't...wait..." Arnold spun around. "Dearest, was that...the real Matthew?"
"Yes, Daddy," Penelope said. "Our plan failed, it didn't even start yet!"
The teen sighed, looking at the picture of Wendy and Robbie. "So much for evidence."
"Plan C then," Arnold sighed.
"We have a plan C?"
"I meant it when I said Matthew Pines would be your man, sweetest," Arnold said with a grin.
"I intend to keep that promise."
...M-A-B-E-L...
Paige, Bill, Stanley, Demon King, interference, Stanley, Ellie, Stanley...
Those were the only thoughts that swan through Ford's head as he paced the courtyard.
What did Bill want with Matthew? What did Paige want?
He stopped when he heard a tiny bit of laughter from around the corner behind a pillar.
"There we go Wendy," came a voice. "Grab my hips...there that's right."
"What are you? My teacher?"
"Yes, though to be honest you don't really need it..."
Ford rolled his eyes.
Teenagers.
Then a realization hit him. Matthew had come back?
Ford snapped from his musings and walked behind the pillar. The duo had their lips glued together, the old man sighed before clearing his throat loudly. They pulled apart.
"Stanford," Matthew said in annoyed voice just as Wendy said, "Mr. Ford!"
"Where were you?" Ford asked crossing his arms.
"And why do you care?" Matthew rose an eyebrow.
"Seeing as how I'm your great uncle I think I should know, no?"
"Um...should I...let you guys work this out?" Wendy asked.
"Yes, thank you," Ford said as the red-head quickly made herself scarce.
"Look, if you really need to know, Dipper said he had found away to save Stan," Matthew said. "So we went to the hospital to wake him up."
Ford's furrowed brow loosened. "And...and did you...?"
"Yeah, he's awake. The doctor kept him to make sure but he seems fine," Matthew said with a nod.
Ford let out a relieved sigh. "Oh thank goodness..." he felt tension leave his body almost immediately.
"Anyway," Matthew said. "If you're done..." the boy walked off though Ford grabbed his arm.
"What's with...?"
"Matthew...thank you, this means a lot to me."
Matthew looked Ford in the eyes, he could tell he was sincere.
"Well...you're welcome," Matthew said as Ford's grip on him loosened. The boy left to enter the ballroom.
...M-A-B-E-L...
Mabel had spiked the punch. Dipper could tell, this was most definitely Smile Dip.
But he was sure this particular thing wasn't what Mabel had been hallucinating about.
The world was grey, but Dipper knew he wasn't in the Mindscape, he was watching something happening from afar, just like the other weird psychic dreams he'd been having.
Damion had a false grin on his face, walking back and forth. Bill was also there.
"Bill, you failed me. You failed me," Damion laughed in disbelief. "You, of all demons, failed me!"
"Hey, hey! You can't blame me for the meddling of the Pines and that blonde Northwest girl!" Bill objected.
"Yes, Bill, yes I can! You, an all powerful being, defeated by a group of children!" Damion roared, his eyes glowing red.
"What's the big whoop? I'll just shatter Fez's mind again!" Bill said casually.
Dipper felt rage coiling in his gut. God, he hated Bill so much.
"You think it'll work a second time?" Damion snapped. "Stanley knows what you're capable of now! He won't think his family is gone a second time. Thanks to your failure we no longer have any leverage against Stanford!"
Leverage against Stanford? What did that mean?
"Well, there's more than one person he cares about, D-Man!" Bill chirped. "Don't worry-!"
"No, Bill, you will be with Angel."
Bill's eye widened and he quickly forced a laugh. "C'mon Damion, you don't mean that!"
"I do," Damion said, snapping his fingers.
"No, no, no, D-Man! PLEASE!" Bill shrieked as he faded away.
Just then, Dipper jerked awake, several people staring down at him.
"You OK, Dipper?" Matthew asked.
"Ugh," Dipper mumbled. "Mabel, why'd you spike the punch?
Mabel grinned, holding up the Smile Dip packet. "Womp, womp!" She said pouring it in her mouth.
"I swore you said you'd never eat that again," Matthew said.
"I was lying!" Mabel cheered.
Dipper was less concerned about Smile Dip and more so about this Angel person/creature.
Who or what could be so horrifying that Bill Cipher would beg for mercy?
...M-A-B-E-L...
AN: The baby shower shall be concluded next chapter!
Oh, and I got another twin idea!
Alex and Ariel?! Hmmm? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I'm sure there are tons of typos, I'll fix them tomorrow, I'm going to a movie!
Fantasy Fan OUT!