Gravity Falls: Mabel Reads Twilight - Chapter 2

The next day was sunny, and nothing Dipper would give up for the world. The following weeks had been rainy, making his personality follow it's lead. Continuing to follow the weather's lead, he was happy.

The fact that Mabel was reading Twilight wasn't bothering him anymore, but he still couldn't choke down a look of disgust or contempt whenever he saw the books. And it was constant. Mabel read them out in the garden, in the cafeteria, in bed, EVERYWHERE. At one point, he had actually asked her why she had to read it all the time, but he reply was only:

"What about you, then? You carry around that mysterious book everywhere!"

The most annoying part was that he couldn't argue with that. So he kept living his life and she hers.

Until that one fateful day...

When they began to air the Twilight movies in Gravity Falls. If the fact itself isn't disturbing enough, it's getting worse from here.

Mabel and her friends, Candy and Grenda, had gone in a frenzy when they heard about it. Constantly blabbering about 'Team Edward' and 'Team Jacob' and who was the best. Of course, as expected, Mabel went for 'Team Edward' and so did her friends, whilst Dipper went for 'Team SHUT UP'.

Every week, they would go to see one of the movies, and more often Dipper would feel more against it, and hated to admit, like he felt that one time, that he wanted his sister to spend more time with him. But stupid Twilight was in the way. Sometimes he daydreamt about shooting the sparkly vampire Edward in the face with an AK-47. Leaving him with a huge smile, that could only be described as 'sinister'.

Dipper was actually good at heart, but when it came to Twilight, uhh, no. Absolutely not.
This is not all, there's more.

One day, he heard his twin crying in their room. Dipper grew uneasy, and approached the room. He listened for any other sounds inside, and could hear a slam from something hard...like plastic? It was something hard, that's for sure. Like a mobile.

He carefully opened the door, only to find a crying sibling on her bed, soaking up her tears with her sweater sleeves, burying her head deep in them. Dipper quietly as a mouse closed the door, and walked over to Mabel. She didn't notice him until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She twitched and looked up, finding a worried Dipper staring down at her.

She moved away from his grip, mumbling into her sleeve: "Go away."

Dipper went assertive, crossing his arms over his chest. "There's no way I'm leaving my loving sister here with sorrow. Tell me what's wrong." Mabel went wide-eyed when she heard "loving". Maybe it was just a trick so she could open herself to him, but didn't care. She could apply to his wish, why not?

Mabel sat up on the bed, not making a move to wipe away her tears, only sobbing and wiping her nose. Dipper bent forward and wiped away her tears with his thumb, leaving her staring at him. Sure, he was still annoyed about the whole Twilight thing, but that didn't mean he loved her any less. She was still same ol' Mabel to him.

She buried her head in his chest, and let him cradle her back and forth, while still sobbing. Dipper asked again, calmer this time.

"Now, Mabel, tell me what's wrong."

No response at first. Just sobbing. Then something came out of her hoarse throat.
"You would think I'm silly." She stated, her voice full of sorrow.

"You're always silly, but not when it makes you sad." Dipper stated, with an attempt of humor, "You can tell me anything."

Mabel wasn't crying or sobbing at all anymore, she only looked sad and the unwiped tears were still on her cheeks. She sat up to first look at Dipper, and then look away; that looked something like...embarrassment?

"I...I..." She began, stuttering, and still trying to breathe and hold in her tears, "Me and my friends were going to watch the final Twilight movie, 'Breaking Dawn', but..." she paused to look for a reaction from Dipper, who tried his hardest not to frown,and just nodded at her to go on. "But it turns out we can't. Candy is visiting her family in Asia and Grenda is sick. I don't want to go to the movies alone, because..." She looked down on her lap, "I'm afraid to go alone in the dark. The movie will air late in the evening. I bought one extra ticket for Candy since she didn't have any money. However, now we can't watch it, and this is the final time they will air 'Breaking Dawn' in the movies." Mabel finished, not actually looking that sad anymore, just expressionless. Maybe she felt a burden come off her shoulders because she told someone about her sorrow.
Dipper asked what had been bugging him.

"Why don't you just buy the movie when it comes out?"

"Uhh...hello?" Mabel said, showing a side of her playfulness for the first time since they began to talk. "I have to wait, like, one month or something. Plus, I don't have enough money to buy it. The allowance will be enough if I wait, like, 3 months."

Mabel sighed, facepalming. "The only choice I have is to bring someone with me..."

"Well, how about Wendy?" He suggested, shivers in his spine just hearing her name.

"Nah, she hates Twilight. She called it a 'pile of sparkly-vampire-bullsh**'." The girl twin explained plainly. This, weird enough, made Dipper frown. Sure. he liked Wendy, but he didn't like it if ANYONE, not even her, was saying something that would make his sister sad in any way. Ah well, that was just good ol' Wendy.

"Then..." Dipper paused, "How about Grunkle Stan? Soos?" suggesting anyone else but himself.
"Are you kidding? NO." Mabel replied, chuckling. Maybe it hadn't been a bad idea to talk to Dipper about it. He always made her frown turn upside-down, in some way. All she needed was a bit Dipperness, then bam, she was her own self again.

Then it hit Mabel. Hard, and an idea started to form...

"Oh, okay then..." Dipper trailed off. They sat there in silence, and as he had been looking away, he hadn't noticed that his sister was staring at him. Attentively. And when he finally looked back at her, he saw her grinning. He did the math, and started to panic.

He quickly got up and turned a heel. "I-I think, Grunkle Stan wanted me to do chores, I'll be on my..." He was halted when he was being grabbed by a feminine hand.

"Pweeease...Dipper, cutie pie?" Mabel pouted, trying to give him the puppy dog eyes.
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Grunkle Stan was introducing some kind of old loofah for some customers.

"And this is the legendary loofah!" Stan said and pointed at it, while staring at the customer's amazed faces. "It is said that everyone who cleans themselves with it turns irrestistable! Believe me, it's so amazing, it-"

"-sucks! There's no way I'm going with you to that lame movie!" Dipper yelled at Mabel, who was clinging on to his leg as he walked down the stairs. She was being dragged as she hanged onto him for dear life, and he just angrily tried to keep walking.

"Pretty please with cherry on top?" Mabel tried again, giving him a tooth-wide, cute grin, clutching her hands tighter.

"NO! And I mean it!" Dipper just kept on trying to walk with each step with an effort, as his twin refused to let go. "Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease...!" When they had left the room, every customer stared with awe at the spot the twins had left.

"What was that all about?" Stan muttered, slightly angered at the fact the customers wouldn't turn their heads his way and listen to him.

"Uh...HEY! Twenty bucks if you want to see that again!" The old man shouted, earning every customer's attention, and got a huge flashy grin when every each one of them held twenty bucks in the air.

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"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-" Mabel pleaded, as if begging for her life.

"SHUT UP!" Dipper said, trying to pry her off his leg, even though it was almost impossible.

"-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-" She continued.

"NEVER, Mabel. NEVER! I don't care if we have to play this game all night, I won't go with you!" Dipper yelled, finally succeeding to pry her off him. The attacker finally sighing in defeat.
"Ok then." She said, hiding her face behind her bangs. Her legs were sprawled out on the floor, and Dipper had a faint feeling deep inside that was of guilt, but tried to shake it off. If he didn't want to watch it, he wouldn't...

"...then I guess..." Dipper had been on his way out, but instantly turned around when he heard her speak with that eerie voice, and started to sweat. What was she up to now?
"...I have to show everyone this!" She let out triumphant, waving a camera in the air. She giggled as she did.

Dipper was slightly confused. Ergo, asking the obvious.

"Wh-what is that?" The guy twin said, stuttering. Whatever it was, he didn't like the sound of it.
Dipper swore he could see his sibling have a dark shadow all over her face, as if she was the most evil genius of all time.

"It contains a photo of you giving Mermando...I dunno..." She shot her head up and stared evilly into his frightened eyes. "Reverse CPR!!" It got the desired effect, of her brother turning red, and stuttering. "But...what...how did you...?"

* FLASHBACK FROM A REAL EPISODE *
Dipper: *giving CPR* I hate this! *Giving CPR* I hate this! *Giving CPR* I hate this!
Mabel: *Takes a photo* Nyahahaha! BLACKMAIL!
* END OF FLASHBACK *

Mabel slyly looked at him. "I could show it to anyone...Mom and dad...or Wendy!" That caused Dipper to gasp, and turn even redder. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE..."

"OH, BUT I WOULD." She replied, having a staring contest war as they pressed their faces together, angrily. But then, the twin brother sighed in defeat, earning a squeal from the Twilight-fan.
"Ok, but on one condition..." He shot up his index finger in the air. "Don't tell anyone I went with you." Mabel smirked. "Deal." She spat in her hand, and reached it out to grab Dipper's hand to seal the deal. He gave her a disgusted look.

"Aah, what are you doing? That's so gross!" He quievered.

"Just spit in you own hand, doi!" She lectured, waving the hand. Dipper rolled his eyes, hesitating before spitting in his hand and shook her hand, nauseating.

She bent her head forth and whispered. "19.00. Movies. Don't be late." Before nudging his nose with her finger. He rubbed it after her action.

"Wait, we aren't going together?" He asked, scratching the back of his head nervously. Mabel turned around and flashed him a grin.

"Of course we are! Just reminding you. We shared our spit on it!" She winked, leaving a bewildered Dipper behind.

"Thank goodness that made sense in context." Dipper said relieved to himself.