The Antfarm

"Gideon has gone missing and so has Pacifica!" Mabel said worriedly.

"And this is bad?" Dipper asked.

"I-I think I might have done it," Mabel admitted. "I mean I was wishing they'd just dry up and die and now they're gone!"

"Relax," Dipper ordered hugging his freaked out sib. "I'm pretty sure you aren't the only one who wished that. Heck, you probably aren't even in the top ten."

"I-I guess you're right," she admitted. "But how can I know for sure?"

"Do you already know something or are you just trying to get me to admit to something?" Dipper asked.

"What?" Mabel asked confused. "I can see you doing something to Gideon, but you don't hate Pacifica, I do!"

"Of course I hate her," Dipper replied. "You were almost in tears because of her."

"You didn't toss them in the bottomless pit, did you?" she asked and then shook her head and answered her own question, "Of course not, you aren't a psycho killer."

"Remember when we were shrunk down by Gideon?"

"Yeah," Mabel replied slowly before suddenly turning and staring at his antfarm. "That's horrible!"

"It is?" Dipper asked worried he might have gone a little too far in defense of his twin.

"We change in here, they've seen us naked!" she exclaimed.

"No, I always put a cover over them," he reminded her.

"Oh," she said relieved. "That's ok, I was worried for a minute."

"So… not mad?" he asked.

Mabel laughed. "It's not like you killed them or anything."

"We can make them bigger and use them in hamster ball races too," he said cheerfully.

"We can make hamster balls bigger!" Mabel said excitedly. "We can have human sized hamster balls!"

"I can't believe I didn't think of that," Dipper said with a groan.

"That's why I'm the alpha twin!" Mabel exclaimed. "To the pet store!"

Gideon and Pacifica watched the twins leave.

"At least we have plenty of room and all we can eat," a man who'd tried to rob the Mystery Shack while Dipper was on the register offered.

"And it's a lot better than our old cage," one of the band members from Sev'ral Times offered. "Life size gummy chairs! It doesn't get much better than that!"

"Right on!" the other band members cheered.

The other dozen people scattered around the antfarm didn't comment either sleeping or talking away themselves.

A/N: What do you think giving a 12 year old access to a shrink ray would result in?

Typing by: Bankrupt Samurai