“I have come to make an announcement!”

In any other situation, Luz would’ve been quite a bit more considerate of those around her, especially another human who’d just fallen into the same predicament she’d been stuck in… but, with a potential answer to that exact predicament being dangled just above her, she was inclined to forgive any lapses in her own manners in favor of acting with haste.

Hence how she’d failed to pay any notice to the other’s reactions whatsoever, far too focused to acknowledge any of the expected shock… or even the unexpected lack thereof. It isn’t until she’s climbed back to the ground, the hopes that had distracted her swiftly dashed away, that her thoughts returned to Mabel; already mentally preparing for having to somehow explain what just happened to a newcomer…

…  but, even after she’s handed the grappling hook off, there’s no shocked silence or burst of confused questions meeting her. Instead, all she gets is… praise? Very casual praise, at that. The girl didn’t seem concerned at all that Luz had just blasted off the ground atop of a giant plant. Just impressed.

A reaction that alone would’ve been enough to make the young witch blink, but with the comment about ‘getting replaced by an Evil Mabel’ that she’d only then started to splice as well…

“… wait. Wait. Hold on.”

“You’ve seen magic before? Like that???” And there goes her arms for emphasis, gesturing back at the towering stalk behind her in complete disbelief. “You are a human, right? One from the human realm… or, y’know, Earth?”

Mabel had gotten so used to talking with others that knew about this sort of thing-- heck, now all of Gravity Falls was aware of it-- that seeing Luz act with surprise about her knowledge caught her off guard. Sure, most anyone outside of Gravity Falls she knew didn’t have any idea about it, but she had still gotten used to it being the norm.

Mabel rubbed at her chin as she examined the stalk a second time, nodding several times over with little ‘hmm’s of thought before grinning once more at Luz.

“I mean, maybe not just like that, but my first day at Gravity Falls, I got abducted by gnomes so they could try and make me their queen-- Ooh, then they turned into this weird giant gnome mech thing when they all climbed on top of each other to chase me and Dipper! And that was just my first day!”

“I mean, I’m pretty sure Oregon is on Earth!” She looked at her hands for a moment, as if examining herself. “I’m preeeeetty sure I’m human, too. I think at one point I got superpowers, but that was in a comic book so I don’t think that counted...”

@lostinyourfacade​ asked: “This is an emergency. We’re gonna need a lot of glitter.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you’ve come to--”

There’s suddenly a wide variety of tubes full of different colored, shaped, and glowing intensities worth of glitter. Along with glitter bombs, glitter stickers, and glitter glue guns!

“SEE, THAT’S HOW THEY TRICK YOU. YOU THINK THAT THEY’D BE PRIMED TO IMPALE YOU WITH THE HORN, BUT IT’S THE LEGS THEY TRY TO GET YOU WITH! NOTHING BUT BRUISES, BROKEN BONES, AND GLITTER IN PLACES YOU NEVER WANTED IT IF YOU’RE AT THE WRONG END OF ONE OF THOSE THINGS.”

“Wait… wait, you beat up THREE unicorns? I doubt I’d survive trying to fight a normal horse, much less three of them with fangs and big stabby horns.” Admittedly, there was also a manticore and a gryphon, but the unicorns were definitely the most feral ones there.

“Maybe the Boiling Isles just has a thing for making all it’s fauna as murderous as possible…” That, or she’s even more of a wimp than she thought, but she wasn’t about to say that out loud.

“They were being lying jerks!” Mabel exclaimed, as if that alone explained how she fought three unicorns. In truth, she had help, but it sounded much more dramatic if she only said she did it.

“Oh, oh! I have proof!” She rummages in her sweater, procuring a glittery monstrosity of a journal and flips through before showing the locks of unicorn hair she taped to a page talking about the matter-- complete with drawings! They definitely seemed a bit less feral than the ones Luz encountered-- but a horse is a horse.

Clown Mabel: 

“Yeah, sure looks like it.” She agreed, gaze still aimed upwards at the perplexing sight even as she helps the other down to the ground. Sure, she’d seen all varieties of arcane illusions and magical monstrosities, but that still managed to put a bit of confusion on her face. Less than one should’ve expected of another person, perhaps, but still.

Regardless, potential friendships came first in her mind too, so Luz is quick to look back down and return the other’s grin as she introduced herself. “Nice to meetcha! I’m Luz, and I’m always happy to lend a… hand…” Oh, there her voice goes, trailing off as she… finally looked at the other girl. Really looked.

Hazel eyes blink once and widen, casual smile fading as she saw the other’s colorful sweater, her braces, her… ears. Round ears. Human ears.

And, as Mabel described how she’d fallen into this predicament, dots started to connect within her head about what had happened, so too did she begin to realize where that grappling wire was still connected to. Her slowly looking up and away from the other as she did.

“… huh.” There was nothing else she could really say, with such a bizarre happenstance having presented itself to her… all she could do was look back up to the hanging grappling hook.

And, in an excited jump of motion from her sudden stillness, bursts both back into action and back into conversation. “Well, here, let me take a crack at it!” She spoke, words rushed and frantic as she reached into her pocket- withdrawing a large piece of chalk.

A normal paper glyph wouldn’t be fit for task this high up- she needed mass and stability. And so, she quickly knelt down, practiced hands drawing the chalk across the ground in wide strokes, not at all concerned with how strange the display might’ve looked to the other human as she finished her inscription- leaving a large symbol patterned on the ground.

And, without a word of warning or explanation, she stood back up and just… did a little hop, landing with both her feet flat on the piece of graffiti she’d just made. Something that would’ve undoubtedly made it seem like an impromptu game of alien hopscotch to Mabel, if not for the instant the came afterward- a green flash emitting from the symbol before, erupting from the ground beneath it, came a massive plant stalk.

It was like the girl had just planted some magic beans, and was now riding the mythical beanstalk up into the air.

Not quite into the clouds to tussle with any giants, sadly, but more than enough to get to the point where the grappling wire just… ended in the air. Brought up beside it, she hesitantly reached out- hoping to see her hand disappear into the invisible rift in space like the wire itself was doing… only for nothing to happen.

She huffed in exasperation, trying it several more times with no success, before her head fell down in a sigh. No, this wasn’t a way home.

A fact that left her still in the air atop the plant for a long moment, before she shook her head and grabbed onto the wire; just tugging didn’t seem to do any good, so instead she lifted it up, watching more of it disappear into the same spot… until, she felt tension relieve on the other end, and out from nothing fell the grappling hook’s… well, actual hook.

Was she a bit frustrated that this could pass through while she couldn’t? Quite, but it wasn’t it or Mabel’s fault the veil between universes could be so pick and inconsistent. So, back down she eventually climbed, until she reached the ground and could hand the grappling hook off to the other girl. 

“Got it down, but I don’t think there’s much hope of getting back out the way you came.” The witch said as she returned, casually and without much enthusiasm. As if her riding into the air on a giant beanstalk (minus any beans) wasn’t that big of a deal. She certainly didn’t think it was.

Perhaps the other would disagree, though.

Mabel watched the other as she spoke back, refocusing her attention on Luz as they replied to her. Her own grin dimmed a tad when the other seemed so terribly confused, giving her ears a quick tug to ensure they were still in the same place. Yep, there they were! Her attention again follows the other’s back up to grappling hook’s line, cheeks puffed up in exasperation. That was a gift! It would be terrible to lose it after she managed to hold onto it for so long.

Mabel’s feet did briefly leave the ground in alarm when the other spoke up so excitedly, though any response she was going to give was lost when she saw the chalk appear. She was certainly more than a bit curious at the sight of her suddenly working so diligently on the design, Mabel’s head tilting to one side to study what she could of it. 

She opened her mouth as the other hopped onto it to ask what it was, though she was soon busy backing up when the earth rumbled and up erected a stalk large enough that she covered her head in an attempt to keep any falling debris from hitting her! Mabel was a touch flabbergasted to see magic, though in truth it was more exciting than confusing to her! She’d only seen magic when it was used against her in some way, so seeing it being used to help was a nice change of pace!

“Woah! Warn a girl before you do that!” 

At the very least, she watched the hook clatter to the ground and began reeling it back in proper. Huzzah, her grappling hook was in one piece! She was worried the weird rift portal... thingy.. was going to close and cut it! Still, when the other definitely seemed a bit down, it was up to Dr. Mabel to cheer her up!

“It’s no biggie! I once got replaced with a weird Evil Mabel and my family got me back in no time! I’m just sad Dipper wasn’t here to see that flippin’ cool magic you just did, girl friend! You were all like--” She starts imitating chalk noises and the like, throwing her hands up with an explosion sound effect to signify the beanstalk.

“what in the fuck is that nitwit doing?”