Mabel nodded hearing the fear in his voice. The twins ran out of the door slamming the door behind them and headed towards the forest entering it. They both continued to run with the idea that if they stopped, Pacifica would be standing right behind them laughing crazy. Once the twins got to the Mystery Museum, they made no haste to enter it and run all the way to the attic closing the door behind them. When they got into the room, Dipper dove for his bed while Mabel stood erect in front of the closed door. She just couldn't process what had just happened. Pacifica really tried to kill her. And for what? Just so that Mabel wouldn't be in the way in her goal to get to Dipper.
Dipper.
Mabel looked up at Dipper to see him in his shirt. Whenever Dipper was scared or sad, he always pulled his shirt over his head and curled himself into a ball. Over the years both he and Mabel dubbed this "shirt town". Now that she was thinking, she hadn't seen shirt town in a while. With that thought in mind, Mabel smiled and walked to Dipper.
"Dipper... Are you okay?"
All the response she got from Dipper was a shake from his head. "Dipper is not here. He's in shirt town."
Mabel sighed and sat by Dipper. "Well can I come into shirt town? I think I need to see a brother who might really need me right now."
As soon as she finished her sentence, Dipper poked his head out of his shirt. Small tears were visible on his face. Mabel frowned and pulled Dipper into a hug. Dipper whimpered and placed his arms around Mabel returning the hug back to her.
Their hug continued for at least a good few minutes before they both released each other. Dipper wiped the tears on his face and gave Mabel another one of his goofy smiles. "Sorry Mabster, I don't know what came over me..."
Mabel smiled. "I know Dip. Let's just make a promise that we will stay away from that psychotic physic."
Dipper nodded. "You can count on that sis!" As he said that, a realization of something struck him. Dipper hopped off the bed and took Mabel's hand pulling her off the bed. "Oh my gosh! Come on Mabel, you're hurt! We have to tell Great Uncle Ford to help you bandage your head!"
Not even allowing Mabel to speak up, Dipper pulled her out of the room after opening the door. As they walked down the stairs, unknownst to them, a few rays coming from the sunset hit the stain glass in their room causing an image of a triangle with one eye to show on the ground. It will always be watching them.
Pacifica screamed in hysterics as she continued dicing the slimy worm with a knife. It's guts and blood could be seen everywhere on the floor. As she continued dicing the already dead worm, a figure from the other side of the room watched her with his arms crossed. He did not bother to make any move to stop Pacifica knowing it would only be messy. Instead, he just continued to watch her. Never once has he heard of anyone that stood up to Pacifica and lived to tell the tale. Now suddenly hearing from her that it wasn't just one, but two made him even more curious as to who they were.
The figure placed his hand on the blue amulet near his neck. No matter who they were, they might as well be enemies. And if that was the case, he had a specialty in getting rid of them. He smirked at that thought and turned walking out of the room leaving a screaming Pacifica behind. He had a job to do and it was time to get to work. After all, he wasn't called the Lone Wolf for nothing.
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