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mabel always got her rest in, even if that came at the expense of the rest of the world. a full eight hours even if that meant she was calling her job and mentioning she was gonna be a little late if it didn't line up. luckily, she was just so goddamn cute and amazing that she didn't get fired somehow. rest was important to her and she just couldn't even imagine sleeping like her brother did on a good day. she had good dreams, mostly, of cotton candy trees and her and waddles going on quirky adventures. why would she rush that process?

tonight was different though. she had been dreaming, peaceful, until she heard the screaming. it was blood-curling, it was devastating, and it belonged to dipper. she got up instantly and ran to where he had fallen asleep, shaking him roughly as she tried to get him out of whatever nightmare he had been trapped in. "DIPPER!" she screamed, shaking hi back and forth still. "DIPPER IT IS JUST A DREAM! YOU GOTTA WAKE UP!"

mabel was very drunk. she had gone out with candy and grenda and when they wanted to go home....mabel made the choice to stay out. it wasn't that she was having a bad time with her friends or anything; she just needed some mabel time in a very public setting. five shots later and she was just enjoying the vibe of the crowd. it was almost a perfect distraction to the glaring fact that she didn't want to go home because she was at a total loss with her twin.

at least until she saw said twin. mabel didn't think he even went to places like this but when she saw him she immediately started waving her arms around wildly. "DIPPER OH MY GOD!" she shouted from across the bar. "THT'S MY TWIN! I KNOW THAT GUY!" she erupted into a fit of giggles, the people around her staring while she was blissfully in her own intoxication. she got up from her spot and went over to him, arms still open. "gimmie a hug, dippy. we never hug anymore!"

criminologist suddenly helps sk escape from prison? sure, okay.

criminologist leads him to an abandoned house? yeah. sounds right.

criminologist leads him to a bedroom? okayyyyyyyyyy getting spicy

“for the last time dipper, the answer is still a big fat no,” coraline said with a roll of their eyes. sure, there used to be a time where coraline would rant and rave about other dimensions to anyone who would listen but that was a long time ago. they learned early that their gift wasn’t actually a gift but more of an evil curse. they had been written off as delusional about said gift enough to not talk about it anymore. they wish dipper could just accept that and move on. “i don’t understand why you need to know about that stuff so badly but it’s not anything you really wanna know the truth about! you’re better off in the dark!”

mabel huffed, following her brother even though she didn’t want to in that moment. “dipper, you don’t have to go because candy and grenda are here. you know that, right?” she softened her face a bit. “they aren’t mad that you spilled candy’s favorite nail polish by accident. that’s so silly. we are adults here.” she nudged him in the arm. “but i’m sure you don’t wanna hang around us anyways. we are gonna be talking about PRETTYBOYZ all night since jello is probably the greatest song ever released....but if you wanna stop in later, we would love that.” @conspiracypines

mabel would never decline an opportunity to go sledding with her brother. she knew that was a little cheesy given their age, but traditions were way more important to her than acting her age. so when she saw the freshly fallen snow outside her window she knew exactly what the game plan was, waking dipper up and telling him to get ready quickly before the snow was broken in by someone else. using the rickety sled grunkle stan hid in the shed made things more exciting, the last part was finding the perfect place to go sledding. “we need the tallest, most dangerous hill to sled down.” she said with a grin, looking over at her brother and hugging the sled close to her. @conspiracypines