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 @knitstars // closed starter for the ‘we’re not the same person we’re twins’ verse

       she slams her fist down onto the table in rage. it’s misplaced rage, but mabel doesn’t care, she’s just furious with how the summer’s been going so far. “ i can’t believe this ! mermando got MARRIED and she’s more beautiful than me ! “ she glances over at her twin sister and sighs quietly. they do deserve each other though. “ this was supposed to be LIFETIME SUMMER ROMANCE year and it’s more like ‘watch Mabel get rejected at least seveteen times in the span of 5 days ! “ 

the girl flops down onto the table of the mystery shack and closes her eyes. “ let me die old and alone, mabel !  because that’s —- CLEARLY —- what’s happening here. “

             “ aw, cheer up, sis. you’ll find your perfect match soon. i mean, how could you NOT? you’re totally irresistible! maybe we just need a new strategy to approach this. ” she reaches across the table to give her twin a comforting pat. she knew how devastating the failure was, even if she didn’t share her infatuation with the countless boys they’d met through the summer.

               the chilling tone makes her stomach twist into knots, a sinking feeling in her chest. even with the exact same voice, he didn’t sound like dipper at all. he sounded like a nightmare, a monster. exactly what he was. she doesn’t need to see the scorching blue flames or hear threats rattled off like quips to know exactly who he is.

               but how? how could he have gotten back into dipper? hadn’t her brother learned better than to trust him after the last time?

               memories of a sloppy note shoved between car seats, horrifying words that still gnawed at the back of her mind and slipped themselves into her nightmares. her heart pounds impossibly fast. would he really do it now that he had another chance?

              NO-----she’d stopped him once, she could do it again. she swallows and forces on a brave face, fists clenched at her sides.

          ≛ @knitstars​​ ≛  || A new act! ||

☆ ||  The Wolf Circus was in town! Just… what exactly was this town? HOW was he supposed to garner an audience in ths little place? Frusrated with boredom, he waves for the attention of the first kid he sees and makes the most ridiculous proposal his impulsive mind could muster.  Whatever sounded impressive! He could do anything! Everything!

     ❝  Little girl! I bet you’ve never seen someone uh… juggle chainsaws before, huh? ❞

             well, that certainly got her attention! in an instant, she’s zooming over to him with speed that only a child could possibly possess. though she’s seen plenty of strange things, from incredible to absolutely horrifying, she’s still filled with a particular, organic excitement for even the simplest of circus acts.

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  “Betcha can’t do this!” his brother, Yakko, said as he lept in the air doing a few skating techniques in the air. The oldest Warner landed directly on his feet with ease.

        ”That’s NOTHIN’ ! Watch this!“ the middle child shouted across the rink. Wakko skated around the arena until he picked up speed. Once he had enough momentum, the Warner sprinted into the air and did a few tricks in the air as if it was easy. Landing, however, was the difficult part. Instead of descending on his feet, Wakko CRASHED into the wall.

         "Oww. My heaaad huuuurts!” the Warner shouted.  Wakko has always been the most competitive one of the three siblings. It wasn’t because he LOVED being competitive, but he wanted the attention.

              the skate park isn’t a go-to hang out for her, most of her time was spent on the little playground----insisting you’re never too old for a swing----just up the dip of a hill, close enough to hear all the usual activity of shouting teens and clattering boards but just out of sight. she’s drawn over by the sounds of commotion, though, hopping down from where she dangles by her knees on a monkey bar before making her way across the downtrodden grass of the hillside.