Twins missing in Dual Worlds chapter 33: Go, go Bessie.
Mabel was standing next to Bessie in the parking space. "It's always nice to have someone smart to talk to. Thanks, Bessie."
Bessie responded with beeps that Mabel couldn't understand but pretended she could.
"You're right. We should sacrifice something to the chicken cow god." Giving a big smile as she spoke.
"Mabel, please stop that you are scaring children." Hop Pop said as he saw as they saw the Turkey bug. Sprig leap.
"I love Harvest Day. It's the greatest Holiday," Sprig said, happily swinging off a lamppost.
"Stop it you making me drool," Polly said, at all the good-looking food.
"Now this is a holiday I can get behind." Mabel always had a thing for good food, she would take Amphibia by storm with her Mabel juice.
"Didn't you say you had a holiday like this Mabel?" Polly asked.
"Kind of. Thanksgiving. Dipper and I usually order take-out food." Her parents were so busy with work, she started to think maybe a little too busy.
"Take out? What does that mean?" Polly asked, tilting her body slightly to give the appeal of an inquisitive look.
"Sounds like they get restaurant food at their place?" Hop Pop asked, that doesn't sound like a bad idea, too bad they don't have the infrastructure to make it work.
"Yup. The delivery driver brings it. His name is some guy from Kansas named Clark." She was a good friend with that glasses-wearing weirdo.
"That sounds unsatisfying and dull." Sprig said.
"True. True." Hop pop added.
"Testify brother, Hop Pop.." Polly said, showing the whole Plantar Clan agreed on that.
"Did you at least get some Turkey bug?" Sprig asked.
"Well, it might not be as exciting. But Dipper and I had each other and that's what mattered." That might not be the case this year if Mabel didn't hurry…no she mustn't think those thoughts are unhelpful.
"Please don't try to bond with these beasts, we want to eat them." She said.
"Polly think those thoughts, don't say them?" Hop Pop scolds his youngest.
"Well, maybe I will?" She teased them. Mabel didn't have plans but she liked going with the wind sometimes. She noticed Hop Pop was looking at it.
The Plantar patriarch spoke, "Time for the big game already?"
"Ah. I'm ready!"
Polly turns to her, "Really, then tell us Mabel, what is the game we talking about called?"
"Easy. Frog ball." She said blowing out of her lip.
Sprig and Polly look at each other smiling, "Nooo." She said, shaking her head. "Bug ball."
"That was gonna be my third guess."
"What is the second one?" Sprig asked.
"Sprig ball."
"No way, the ball would be too smelly for that," Polly said.
"Why am I always the butt of the joke?"
"You make it easy," Polly said.
"Sadly that will be the only victory we are going to be getting."
"Polly don't be so negative." Hop Pop said, feeling they need to be positive.
"With that attitude maybe. But not with mine!"
"I have the feeling that I have a lot to explain to you." Hop Pop said, his right hand going to his hand rubbing his temple at this.
"Maybe! But we can do it!" Pointing towards the sky for no reason.
"Maybe we should start by telling her who is playing who. That way she can see how hopeless it is." Her brother agreed with her.
Mabel flicked her hair. "I don't care who playing. We can do it!"
"Well, there are two teams, the Farmer that is us." He pointed at the Planter families, "And the Townie, which is mainly made of the richer part of the town, and leads by wait who leading them this time."
"Toadstool, since no one else volunteer." He said.
"I thought he was in jail?" Mabel shrugged. This town is crazy.
"No, just under investigation. Politics are weird." the baby said. "And it gets worse, Sprig..."
"The loser players have to weird that ridiculous outfit for a week." Sprig said.
"Those outfits are so itchy." The eldest said.
"Well come on why have you already given up?" She puts her hands on her hips.
"Mabel, this town has more pride than brains, surrender is usually not an option for us."
"No surrender! We're gonna have a training montage and then. Oh, I'm gonna do what I do best." She struck a pose. "No one is more annoying and distracting than I am!"
"I don't know with my brother, you have some strong competitio..."
"Polly!" Sprig said.
"There in lies the difference Polly. I know what I am and embrace it to access my full power! Game on!"
Hop Pop spoke, "The game isn't until this evening."
"Oh," Mabel said.
Polly then spoke, "We already lost."
"Then what is with your defeatous attitude?"
"Too lazy to do anything to help them."
Mabel rolled her eyes at Polly's attitude, then laughed, "I have a plan."
"Before you do we should show you the team."
"Good idea." Mabel holding up two thumbs up.
"To the bug ball field." Sprig said, marching in that direction.
At the Bug Ball court:
"I don't play a lot of sports. But as a cheerleader, I see a lot of them. I think I have a good idea of how you can improve. Show me your troops," Mabel said with a faux salute.
Hop Pop was there in uniform, Mayor Crocker, someone who kept saying I grow tulips, "And with my friend Gabe gone we don't even have a full team."
"Then we need another player. Who's available…" she pondered. Pacing back and forth.
"I got a pamphlet, the new recruits should be here now..." She turns to show off Maddie, one of Maddie's sisters Rosemary, a weird hairy girl that keeps hissing, and a frog skull on the ground.
"Ok. So at least we have some possibilities," Mabel stayed positive.
"Maybe you can try it out." She said, "I would but." Pointing at her butt, "no legs."
"And that's why you'll be the ball!" Mabel declare
"Hop Pop, Mabel lost her mind again."
"This is the ball." He said, handing a golden bug and placing it in her hand.
"No, think about it. She could ensure we win!"
The three Planters thought for a second or two before agreeing. "NO!"
"Fine fine. Be boring."
"Hey, Mabel can you even play?" The eldest of the Planter kids asked.
"Oh no. No way." Shaking her head at this.
"Maybe the old team and the recruits can play and show off. I can be a shooter."
Hop Pop laughed, "That funny, cause he no good at the shooting."
"So who is? You need to play to your strengths."
"That would be Chuck." Hop Pop said pointing to a Frog in the Farmer uniform of purple and yellow with shorts on. He had yellowish-green skin, and a gallon hat so large it covered all of his head from the mouth up.
"I grow tulips." said the frog spoke.
He threw Mabel the ball, "Of course, now let's see how you play."
Ten minutes later, "Wow that was the worst bug ball game ever. Hate to say it but I think you're the worst Bug Ball player ever."
"Of all time," Polly said, everyone in agreement.
"Polly! What do we say about being too honest?"
"Not to."
"Ya that was brutal," she whistled, her hands behind her back as she swung on her tippy toes.
Sprig smiles, "Hey Mabel we got company."
"We got this! Go gather the team!" Mabel said as the Townie appeared.
"What do we get here?" The former mayor said, his voice smug.
"Food," she said cheekily.
He looked at her like he couldn't believe she was that unaware.
"I think he talking about the sports thing Mabel," Polly said leaping onto the human shoulder.
"I think he talking about the sport thing Mabel," Polly said, leaping onto the human shoulder.
"I know Polly. It's called teasing." Mabel said.
"Oh, you're not good at it." Polly said, "Oh right I need to lie more."
"Planning on getting the white towel?" The Toad asked.
She laughed. "It's ok Polly. And no former mayor Toadpoop. They plan on winning."
"Winning Oh Please, let me introduce year's Townie team. First, we got Lydia, four-time frog-lympian." He said, pointing to an orange-skinned frog with blonde hair that almost looked like a toad, "Olaf, who transferred from the state." A brown frog with a red headband and a nose ring, "Frog Jordan, who I bribed to join." She saw a tall frog almost twice The former MAyor height, skinny line of green skin, and a red and yellow headband. He was polite to them, "A surprisingly Toadie who real good at this."
"Oooh yes. Very fun. And how much I've never seen most of these people? You're supposed to be the townie team. I'm sure the mayor won't appreciate having outsiders in our team sports." Mabel said.
"Wait, can we do that?" Sprig asked.
"No way, the farmers don't nearly make enough." Even with the money from Pot Luck, it wouldn't be worth it, having it as a nest egg was more important.
"So you think you can beat us?" The Former mayor said.
"Easily," Mabel said…they lost horribly, so Mabel decided it was time to rule lawyered this. "So Toadpoop. Are you gonna play by the rules or do you need your name dragged through the mud more?" Mabel said.
"There is nothing against having guests play in the game as long as they happen to be staying in the town during the game." He said using a loophole.
"Well see about that." She left to talk to Mayor Sadie. "There got to be something she can do.
At Town Hall:
"There is nothing I can do," Sadie said.
Mabel's mouth was a gasp, she went to hang with Maddie and Sprig.
"Yeah, after the skull manages to do better, maybe you can try something else like cheerleader?" Sprig said she mentioned that once.
"I can do this!" She said raising her fist quickly and lowering it slowly in a way she imagined was epic.
"We can talk until I get bored and take a nap, Maddie is here anyways."
She moved her bucket to the stands.
"So how long have you been a cheerleader Mabel?"
"It's been about 6 months. Since the start of the school year."
"That's surprising you are so full of happiness, I would have thought you were born with a pom pom in your hands."
She laughed. "Nah. I didn't find my calling for a while. Last summer I gained so much confidence I was able to do so many things."
"I heard Sprig saying something about adventures, that was you?"
"Yup. I went on a crazy summer of adventures."
"Did any of them involve magic?" She asked, the sparks of interest being clear in her eyes.
"I'm pretty sure most involved magic," she grinned. Starting to tell the tales. From gnomes to the dread one-eye demon Bill Cipher.
"I heard rumors that we have creatures similar to gnomes. Would love to know if it is true."
"They better keep their hands off of me. Who wouldn't want this perfect body." Polly said.
"I have wondered if this world is connected to any of the things I've seen."
"There been stories of other worlds, creatures coming from other realms to help Amphibia in time of need. Most of them are very old. Nothing like that Bill thing you mention though."
Mabel wondered if she just heard a clue. "Can I read these stories?" She asked, grabbing Maddie at the idea of knowing more about this place, and maybe going home.
"They're at my house, but we can get them later. I kinda..." Look at the field, "Want to watch my sis practice."
This made Mabel smile. "I'm glad honestly."
"I wanted to bring the other two, but they refuse lazy bones." She said, her shoulders went up in a simple shrug.
"I'm glad the four of you are getting along." Holding up three fingers before moving one finger to the proper four
"Yeah, I think I got them to get the basics of most basic spells, nothing we can use in the game. Since I can't join myself."
"Why can't you?" She wondered as she watched them practice.
"Maybe Polly can explain." Trying to avoid revealing it herself.
"No way girl, it's way more fun seeing you dig your own grave."
She let out a loud sigh, "Well apparently they don't like it when you have a single tiny..." Mumble the word giant, "Flytrap to eat the other team, they never let you live it down. Juniper never even swallows, but sadly I am banned for life."
She laughed a little. "Rough,"
"You don't know the half of it. Kinda embarrassing."
"You know your sister is doing great." She was good at getting the ball around the field but not shooting, she was a great passer.
"She seems to be doing well with Sprig, Miss Crocker seems a bit sluggish hope her back isn't hurting."
"Do you have anything to help her back? Not just with this game but in general."
"I got a few spells, it should last for a day or so. It has been that way since the election."
"Smart move," Mabel stood up. "Now it looked like things should be good."
"Come on Hop Pop, you call that a jump, you're almost as bad as Mabel!" She said, smack-talking him.
"Of I felt that one." Mabel held her hand to her stomach in response to an imaginary attack on her stomach.
"If it makes you feel better, we got some old cheerleader outfits that no one uses, you can cheer them on."
"I'd like that!" She jumped up and did a pose.
"Thanks, I'll lead the way, we can talk more about your human world. You want to join Polly?"
"Nay nap time." She said her hands behind her head and her bow turned to a makeshift eye cover.
"More fun for us." Mabel figures she is safe.
Maddie hopped off the ground and went down the main street. "So tell me more about how you got here?"
Mabel sighed. Looking up at the sky as she recalled the events to Maddie.
She had a flashback of that very day:
"Looks like we're finally home Mabel." Her brother said
"Finally, if I was there any longer I would go mad."
"I'll let you get change...that was fast." He just turned his head slightly and she was already out of her school uniform and in her more colorful clothes.
"I wore them under." Pointing at her clothes as to prove a point.
"You really hate those school uniforms don't you." Dipper said, "I'll be right back." Going to change himself, Mabel smiles going down to pet Waddles on the head.
He came in his clothes and the hat he got from Wendy. "Remember to wrap Anne's gift?"
She pats the glitter-encrusted gift. "But of Course. I'm meeting up with her, Sasha, and Marcy later."
"I know she would like it, I just got her a couple of twenties." He said, pulling out his wallet.
"Boring!" Mabel mocked her twin.
"Not all of us, got Grunkle Ford to use super science to make a present." He pointed out.
"Oh, are you saying I'm smarter than you?"
"Keep telling yourself that, hey Mabel, when was the last time you spent with Anne?" Dipper didn't realize how poorly he worded that. He wanted to ask when the last time she spent with Anne was without Sasha, or Marcy for that stake.
"Hmm come to think of it, I didn't see her at school today. Maybe her parents let her stay home for her birthday?"
"Or she skipped." He didn't tell Mabel but he thought Sasha was a bad influence, but knew Mabel could take care of herself.
"Wah?" She couldn't believe it.
"I saw Marcy but not Sasha in Film as literature." He said, rubbing his bottom lip trying to figure it out.
"Then they can't be skipping, or they would have brought Marcy."
"Are you sure?" He asked, his eyes widening at a sudden and profound realization, "Wait a minute, why do I care?"
"Good point. Well, I'll see ya later bro," She started to walk to the door.
"Want to try our bike?" He asked. Watching as she put the present in her bag.
"You know it, bro bro," Mabel said.
He went to unlock it, "Just a quick trip and right back, you hear me?"
"You worry too much about me Dipper. I'll be like ten minutes." Just ten minutes.
"Try not to get lost." He sighs, "Let's see the reflector."
"Chill. I'll use the GPS," She felt he worried too much.
He just waved bye not realizing that was the last they saw each other.
Mabel waved back. Not realize it either.
And then everything happened. She'd seen her friends looking at something. Then there was a bright light. She had jumped off her bike and tried to push them to safety. And then…
Amphibia.
Back to the present:
"That must be rough for you, tell me did your friends end up here like you?"
"I hope not." She barely survived what would any of them do here?
"I am sure you can find a way back home." Maddie never even heard of a spell like that, but Mabel was proof that it did exist.
"I hope so. Dipper is probably going insane." Her hand pointed at her head and spun.
"I wonder if my sisters would do the same if it happened to me." Her head turned to the bakery in thought.
"I know they would, you're amazing."
"I never stop to realize how lucky I am to have them." She always found them annoying. She held her hand out, "We're here." Showing off a shack, "It a little dusty."
"Thank you." She said, coughing in response to the dust entering her lungs.
"Mind if I join, I got nothing better to do." She asked.
"I'd like the company." Sasha always told her she could be a good cheer captain.
She grabbed one of the outfits, it was sage green on the shirt with a forest Green 'W' in the center, and the skirt had a vertical stripe pattern of forest green, and Olive green pattern. The pom poms were leaves glued together.
"I can work with this." She said, doing a pose of her making the Letter X with her limbs.
"Doesn't seem to be any holes on yours." She held her arms out in a T pose and did a spin, "What about me?"
"Fits you to a t!" Giving her a big thumbs up.
"Thanks." She leaps over to the door, Opening it wide. "After you."
She confidently went outside purpose with each step.
"So what exactly do you do, as a cheerleader?" Her head tilted.
"I was a team member." Mabel didn't realize how unhelpful that was.
"Was that Anne person on the team?"
"Oh no, she wasn't." Waving her hands is a dismissive gesture.
"Any of your friends on that team?"
"Sasha was. She was the head cheerleader." She said, as they finally returned to the court.
"Head Cheerleader, was she the one that got you in the squad?" She asked, as they got to the field and started to shake the pom poms.
"Well not exactly. She made the call that I'd be a good fit. It was only after we became friends so it's not like she pulled strings for me."
"Let me guess she has the hots for you." She teases her friend. Gently poking her.
She snorted, raising her right hand in a flip gesture. "No way."
"Sure sure, so what did the two of you do as friends?"
"Hand out. Braid each other's hair. Paint our nails. Get drinks."
"Sounds fun. Just the two of you?" She asked, doing some air kicks.
"Sometimes. Other times we'd have Marcy and Anne."
"What are they like?" She asked.
"Marcy is a nerd like my brother. But also an airhead. She once walked into a tiger cage." Mabel honestly thought Anne would get a heart attack.
"Tiger, what is that?"
"Hard to explain. It's a giant hairy fanged animal." Her fingers went in front of her mouth trying to make fangs but made her look like a bug.
"Is it like a sand Liger?" She asked, doing a spin kick as they talked.
"Oh right Hop Pop mention one of those."
"So pretty dangerous, got ya." Maddie occasionally took a look at the game, no points yet.
She grinned. "Luckily Anne rescued her. Anne was always running off when Marcy was in danger."
"So she is a knight in shiny armor?" Doing a frog jump.
"I guess she is. Ya," she pictured Anne in a knight's uniform.
"Hopefully that is not a trait all humans share." Doing spin kick.
She snorted. "Nah. Humans are all different. Kind of like you frogs. We all have our personalities and quirks.
"Good, I think you're great but I don't know how a world of you could work."
"Been there done that." Remembering that time she saw a plane of reality full of Mabel's trap from their home universe.
"You lived a very interesting life." She said, "The time not doing too well."
"Right now my only worry is everyone winning." She said, deciding enough reminiscing, for now, she can't afford to be sad.
"Want to do a handstand with me?" She asked, she knew little about this.
"Sure!" She flipped around, and both of their backs turned to the game.
She took a deep break leaping just enough to move so her feet were in the air while her hands were touching the ground.
"That is awesome!" She cheered, walking a couple of feet on her hands wanting to show off.
"Thanks, I am sure you did stuff just as awesome as this." The leap on their feet
Mabel leaped up her left pom pom raise high, and then once landed leaped again with her left pom pom raise up then repeated for a while.
"You go girl." She said, trying to copy Mabel, raise her left fist up and then right as they jump. She was unable to keep up with the brunette.
"It feels so good to cheer again!" She was just full of energy.
"There is something different about spending time outside when not collecting the dead. Maybe I should try it again." Doing a spin kick.
"I know I try lots of new things. Keeps the world exciting."
"I don't know you, made your world seem fun with all that lightning." She said doing a dropkick in the air.
"I make it exciting."
"Come on!" She was annoyed by the team's failure. "The Planter snail could do better than this!" So annoyed.
The snail was thrown and landed in the goal.
"Thank you who threw that?" Maddie asked, not seeing nor did anyone else.
"I don't know but that's a score for us!" Mabel asked, hand to her forehead, looking frantically back and forth trying to find the player.
"Sadly since the team playing itself it is also a point against it, so winning?" She asked, tilting her head hard.
"This game is silly."
"I just wish they could win." She said, "Seriously who threw that ball?"
"Someone who should be on our team." Mabel had her fist shaking in how excited she was.
"I would find them if I could."
She looks left and right, let's see Sprig no. "Oh, come on." Sprig yelled somehow hearing this narration. Hop Pop, no, Sadie Croaker maybe but not likely. Chuck Tulips is not bloody likely. Her sister had no wrong angle, the only logical choice was the skull of a frog, Maddie herself was starting to question the logic of the narration.
"Hey did that skull move?"
"No, a skull cannot move. I mean how would it? It has no neck, it has muscles, it has nothing to allow it to do so?" She said, "Don't look at me I didn't curse it if it did."
"No seriously. It did move. Look," There were some drag marks.
"I do better not get blamed for this. Just because I seek to bring the dead back doesn't mean I am responsible for every undead event that happens is my duty." She said, having a victim complex.
Mabel snorted. "No, I don't think it's you. But someone is doing something."
"I have the feeling you want to investigate. Why not, we seem pretty good at cheer practice together."
She looks at the skull and notices some slimes are trailing around.
"Now let's see where it can go, we can talk more about our lives while we search." She said, leaping on all fours.
"Sure, I would love to learn about you. Maybe teach me how to be a witch."
"Doubt I could change you like that, but well a year or two ago is when I started magic, did I ever tell you about that?" She asked, not remembering if she had done so if not.
"Just a little. Not how you heard of it."
"It started with a travel acting troop of all things if you would be willing to believe it." She said Maddie herself was amazed by how the fates were working on that day.
"Go on," she's curious.
"They talk about magic of the old time, and the one playing a wizard was a method actor so he had a real book of magic. Once he dropped it, I went to return it to him, but he was in such a hurry he insisted I keep it. And one thing leads to another." She said, the slime getting thicker, "Good thing too, that same day every store in town was robbed, must have grabbed the goods when we were distracted by the play."
"That seems suspicious." Mabel tilted her head in response.
"How so?" She asked, not making the connection of what had happened in her mind.
"Well, whoever did the robbery had to know when the play was and for how long."
"I mean they did appear for two days straight, and this town has very little to do. That narrows it suspects down, to everyone in the town. The only frogs who didn't do it would be those that went to the farmer convention like Hop Popediah."
"Ya. everyone. Including the performers."
"You think that they did it?" She asked, she never really stopped to wonder who could have done it.
"Who else? Not someone in town if everyone was at the play."
"I never thought of it one way. I might have to curse them if I see them again." She said, "Okay the trail ends near Bessie."
"Hey Bessie," Mabel said in a sing-song voice.
"Meep, meep." The snail said, rubbing her face to Mabel, it was the snail's way of showing her love. Mabel hugged her as she planned how she was going to help the farmers.
Bessie lowered her head and managed to lift her so that Mabel was on the shell.
"Bessie, are you secretly a bug ball expert?" She laughed.
"Beep beep," Bessie said.
"Mabel, was that a yes or a no?"
It picked up some rotten food and happily threw it in the air and landed in the trash without hitting the rim.
"A big yes. Woohoo." Mabel had her arms move in a rotation to cheer her on.
"I wonder if there any rules saying a snail can't be a bug ball player?" She asked, she never actually read the rules before.
"Do you have the rule book?"
"Not like I own a copy, hey look I have one in my hand. Not going to question how that happened." She said, looking through it. "No nothing about snails."
"To the field Bessie!" Mabel said pointing at this.
"Beep beep," Bessie said heading to the court
Mabel did a backflip off of her as they arrived. "I have a plan!"
"We can't surrender Mabel, I check." Sprig said.
"No listen, Bessie, you're in!" Mabel said, pointing at the snail with her pointer finger, then made a thumb up pointing at the bug ball court.
"Good, the Townie won a practice match, but our secret weapons will win it for us," Maddie said, turning around to see what happening. "Although it does say all players need a uniform, think you can see her one?"
"I sure can or my name isn't Mabel Pines!"
She gave out a laugh, "I figured you could." She said she wasn't going to let the former mayor use some technicality against them. The only ones allowed to use technically were their side.
Luckily split Mabel got to work and sewed together a rather impressive snail-sized uniform for Bessie.
"Wow, do you do that for all your friends or just the ones with giant shells?" She asked, whistling.
"Back home I was always making outfits and sweaters for everyone. I… I wonder if they still wear them."
"I am sure they are, the ones you wear seem so well made." She said they did look like they could last a long time. "Bessie seems to like her new clothes."
Rubbed her head to Mabel's body.
"Awww, thank you too." Hugging the snail's neck, getting a bit sticky.
"Who was the last person to get one from you before Amphibia?" She asked.
Mabel paused. "It… it was Sasha. I made her a sweater…"
"I bet your girlfriend like that." She said, not realizing what she was saying. "Hey does your magic box have any of those photos on it?"
Mabel was frozen with her face as red as a tomato.
"Was it something I said?" She asked, her hand going to Mabel's face. "You are burning up Mabel."
"It's nothing! Let's go!"
She didn't comment on the strange(r) behavior, so focus on their new star player, "Ready Bessie?" She asked as the Townie were off the field.
"That's fine by me." Mabel was smiling, happy to get a change in the conversation.
"Hey guys, Mabel and I got an idea." She said, desperate times desperate solutions.
Everyone looked at the two.
"We can let Bessie play. She seems to be a good ball player."
"Say what?" Hop Pop gasped.
"Bessie, show them your moves," Maddie said, handing the big snail the ball.
She picked up the bug and tossed it halfway across the court, and it landed directly in the goalpost.
"That is frog darn amazing." Sprig told Mabel, a bit too loudly and a bit too close.
"Ya. Bessie is awesome." Mabel gently pushes Sprig back politely.
"We might not lose for once." She leaps happily.
"We can count on Bessie!" Her hand slapped Bessie's shell, her hand kinda sore.
"That a girl." Sprig said, giving a hug to Bessie Shell.
Mabel got her Pom poms. "Come one we can do it!"
"What the frog, we got nothing to lose. Might as well." Sadie Croaker said, her feet were hurting her so she could use a replacement.
Mabel went back to the side with Maddie to practice their cheese routine while the group tried to adjust to playing with Bessie.
Polly rolled over, "I am pretty well rested, got room for one more girl?" She asked, with three pom poms.
Mabel waves her down, "We always have room for one more."
"Thanks," she said, pointing an extra small pom pom on her tail and then holding some next to them, wearing a bow matching the other two skirts.
Mabel's eyes widen at the cuteness. "Awww you look like a Pom Pom."
"You calling me fat sister?"
"No, I'm calling you adorable."
"You got lucky this time Pines." She said squinching her eyes, eying her closely. Wishing she could will Doris to her.
Mabel picked her up and tossed her in the air.
"Ahh." She yelled out in horror, "Help, I am grabbed by a lunatic."
"Don't worry guys, it's just me!" Mabel said, keeping Polly in the air.
"That is what I just said." She said as she was in horror as the human threw her up in the air, "I'll call OAPA on you." Organization Against Polly Abuse.
"You're silly Polly."
Bessie was happily throwing the bug, following the rules
"Bessie must have read the rule book."
"Yes, Bessie read via eating the book. I wish I knew how that works." He said passing the ball over to the snail.
"You go girl." Hop Pop cheer.
Mabel watched as the team kept practicing. They are getting better.
"They are doing good, it was nice of the Mayor to give Bessie her spot." She said, managing to get away from the human girl.
"I still can't believe Bessie was hiding this skill. Bessie is air bud."
"You know I have no idea what you mean when you say stuff like that." She said, wanting her friend to know.
"Oh don't worry I have the movies on my phone."
"Oh another movie night, this should be fun." She said. She quite enjoyed the "civil war" Civil War, and any excuse to throw spells at people.
They kept going until it was game time. "Okay, thanks for making so much Mabel juice for the team." Polly said, happily taking a cup of the vicious 'drink'.
"Ain't nothing," Mabel said.
"I hope we can win, a lot of those players look good, the only one that looks weak is the former mayor." Sprig said, that 60 percent of the other team did sports for a living, and they had Bessie and Chuck.
Chuck simply said his catchphrase.
"I would like to point out that they are the townie team and like none of them are from here."
"Mabel, I don't know about Earth but we have a saying, 'glasses houses are a bad place for projectile mineralogy'." She said since they had a teammate that didn't even understand the rules of the game.
"Just saying," Mabel said, having her shoulder and hands raised in a shrug expression.
"I never said you were wrong, just better to not rock the boat while you're still on it," Maddie said.
Polly leaped up, bellowing out "Come on let's start this thing."
Soon enough all the players were lined up, in rows.
"There no way that Snail is allowed to play." The mayor said, kinda having a point.
Wally pulls out a rulebook, "There ain't no rule saying a Snail can't be a bug ball player, it's legit."
The toad gasped, "Well it doesn't matter you better just surrender now.
"No surrender!" Mabel declares.
"I'll decide when the game starts," Wally said, then Wally as the only neutral person in town, declared the game to begin. Chuck started by grabbing the ball needing to get it to Bessie.
Mabel and the others started their cheer.
"I can get it to Bessie." Sprig said waving his arms back and forth as he ran. Bessie was fast but her size meant she could be ganged up on rather easily.
The townies were were trouble from the confusion of a snail playing.
"You're doing good girl." He said, praising her as she delivered another shot. "Just remember to stay inside the lines." They didn't need a foul.
Mabel smiled. They are doing great!
"We seem to be doing pretty well. What do you think they are planning?" Maddie asked. The magic user couldn't keep her eyes off of the townie but couldn't find out. The way they were huddled up meant she couldn't tell what they were saying. "They are up to something." She said, keeping the routine going if not saying any cheers.
Mabel talked while doing her routine, or whatever her random movements were. "Probably a counter move. Or something dirty."
"You say that as if the two aren't the same in the former mayor's mine." Maddie said, "Why yes, I am going to keep calling him that, why you ask?" Getting a laugh out of Mabel.
"Oh ready." Wally was holding the ball, ready to release it again for the game, just needed the two teams to get into position. Mabel kept an eye out. The tall frog, Frog Jordan might have been the name that managed to force Bessie over the line, forcing them to have to start over again. The Townie was determined to keep the other team from advancing. Mabel turn to Maddie to start a cheer they made earlier.
"Stall stall, Toadstool is as quick as a wall," Maddie said, trying to keep up with what Mabel was doing. They were distracting the townies.
"Take on the town, we're gonna take them down!"
Polly tries to keep along, "Go, go, Bessie, show them who the Best-y?" She asked, not even sure if that was a word.
"Works for me!" She laughed. "Bug Ball, yo, let me tell you all
About a game that'll make you stand tall
It's a game that's buzzing, full of action and fun
Ain't no other game like this under the sun!"
"With all of this fooling, our team is losing." The Townie strategy of pushing Bessie to the side worked too well, and the out-of-Townies were managing to score some points on the farmers.
"How was it even allowed, to push another player around?" Mabel asked, using both hands to gesture at them.
"It is only illegal with a wooden plank," Maddie said.
"This game is very specific, guess it's true. She who lives by the technicalities for."
"Looks like the farmers are about to soil themselves." The Mayor said trying to get under their skin.
"Like you on election day?" Maddie spat. "Former Mayor Toadstool is a tool. Thought he was smart, but was a big mean fart. Thought he ran the town, but Mayor Croaker took him down!"
"Well, I say, this is the manners that happen when a toad isn't in charge." He said.
"Earn my respect, you clod." Mabel was a fan of Steven Universe.
"What a clod?" Polly asked.
"A mud ball."
"Mabel that rude…" Watching the look on Mabel's face, "What did a mud ball ever do to you?"
Mabel giggled. "Ya. It's hurtful to compare a perfectly good mud ball with a loser like Toadstool. At least mud balls have a use."
Toadie got the former mayor back on the field, and they were getting close and all the starting and stopping was starting to exhaust Bessie, "Come on Bessie." Sprig said.
But the mocking was causing Toadstool to lose focus. The Townie huddles up.
"We are close to victory we just need to deal with the toad, Toadie any idea?"
"Well, sir o think first you need to calm down."
"I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm calm." He said.
"Why not just hurt the snail?" the short frog pointed out.
"Do you have any salt, I don't someone decided I had too much in my diet." He said, referring to how Toadie suggested it might be in his best interest to have a 'healthier' diet, whatever that could be.
"I can get some from the restaurant."
"Frog dons it, you can't leave the field, you're out of the game. Do we have anything that could affect the snail on the eyes?" He wondered if the spices he had ready would work on the snail.
"Maybe we could use those." He said picking up the bag of spices.
He looks at the bag of exotic spices, "Oh boy Toadie my eyes are watering from just being so close to it. Okay, that will do." He said, luckily the rest of the team was in for a paycheck. So they didn't care about the most blatant attempt at cheating since well the farmer had an animal that didn't understand the rules on their team.
Everyone got into position.
Once Wally blew the whistle, Toadie took his opportunity and blinded the poor thing. "Bessie!" Polly yelled.
Wally notices this, "Foul as in foul play, you're out of here."
"Thanks for taking one for the team." The former mayor hive five the small frog on his way out.
Mabel stormed over, her eyes full of determination. Polly grabbed her leg, "No Mabel, we don't need to make a scene." She said the baby noticed how the crowd started to like her no point turning it around.
"I'm not making a scene. I know how to clean Bessie's eyes," she said, having some stuff to clean up her eyes in her skirt…somehow.
"Okay me and Polly can keep the cheer routine going."
Mabel nodded. She has experience with this due to her own experiences, she made herself so many times.
She looks at the players, "Hey Sprig can we talk?" She asked.
"Errr ok." Sprig was surprised but they had a bit of time out.
"Sprig can I be frank most of the team is kinda bad without Bessie." She said his reaction, "So that means if we want to win, it is going to be one hundred percent you."
"Wah?" Sprig gives a perfect impersonation of his Hop Pop.
"I am surprised as well as you are. My sister can help but not win, Hop Pop and Croaker can't get through their defenses, and Chuck is well Chuck. You're the only one that can score." She said.
"But I'm terrible!" He never got a chance before.
"I know but everyone else is worst." She said, "So if you fail then we have no response." She said. "Shame Mabel is the worst one ever. None of the cheerleaders can support you for obvious reasons."
"Ok…" he looked at the board. "I just need to score one time. Just once and we won."
"You can do it." Maddie said, "If it helps I think Ivy would like a sports star as a boyfriend." She teased. Hearts appeared in his eyes, literally. "You got get them playfrog." She said, giving him a bit of a push. Truthfully she had no idea if Ivy cared about sports or not, but saw no reason to tell Sprig the truth when a lie would get better results.
He ran out onto the field.
The mayor got the ball, he would toss it towards Frog Jordan and he would win. All they needed to do was make sure the farmers would not do it.
Sprig noticed that no one was paying attention to him.
The farmers were sweating, and not just from all the other exercises they were doing.
As the ball flew, to everyone's shock, Sprig bounced up and caught it.
Sprig had his hand on it tight, and had his tongue wagging out. He managed to dunk the bug into the goal destroying the beast's skull, and winning the game.
"And the farmers win." Wally declared. No one could believe it, the Townie lists and the Farmers beat them.
"He did it. You saw that Mabel?" She asked. Bessie rushed over and got her neck under Sprig and got up so Sprig was riding on her neck.
"Good job Sprig!" Mabel gave a big thumbs up.
"I feel amazing, I feel like a god." He was wondering what it felt like to be a sports star exactly.
"It's gone straight to his head." Mabel had seen that before.
"Let him have it, he earned it this time," Polly said.
"Haha ok ok."
"Thanks for letting me join the squad Mabel, you're one heck of a cheer captain," Maddie said.
"Ha, you think so?"
"I know so." Maddie said, "Here here." Polly added. Mabel was embarrassed but happy. "Sasha made a good choice in you." She said.
"I hope so," Mabel said feeling pride in herself. They cheer, and party hard happy. The townies were humiliated. Wally gave the turkey bug suit to the mayor to wear. And they are dressed like fools.
They all eventually went home. Mabel lay down thinking of what was said today. There was so much going on, and she wondered if the friends she saved got away. Mabel was glad to finally have a break but what was said about Sasha made her ponder. They needed to talk when she saw her again. Mabel has so many thoughts swimming in her head. Thoughts she never thought she'd have. Memories of actions Sasha has done. "hey Mab want to help with the zipper." Referring to the back of her cheer shirt.
They did do that play together, "Hey Sasha our characters kiss in the play."
"I don't know Mabel are you woman enough for me?"
"I am plenty woman."
Was it possible Sasha liked her? She did invite her to hang out with Marcy and Anne more than Mabel could count. And even invited her to hang out on their own. She introduced her to her parents once. They seem to like her enough, although she hears some yelling when they leave the room, must have been a rat and female dog problem by their choice of language.
She tried to remember other things, Sasha got on one knee, holding a box with a diamond ring in it, "Mabel Pines, will you marry me?"
"Wait a minute that didn't happen, oh no I have it bad for her. I am the "Dipper" here." She yawned. She did have a lot to say to Sasha.
To be continued…
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RonaldM40196867 chapter 32 . Dec 25, 2024
Goodbye creepy one-eyed lady!
Merry Christmas!
Which character would you say is the weirdest?
My response: I would say Speed Joe.
Zoyezest:
My response: You can go to hell, you damn dirty robot.