“Are – are you sure?” Oh Tyrone, always suspicious, never trusting, never quite willing to believe anyone would do something just for him. “If you want.” He didn’t trust that she was offering this genuinely – an unspoken ‘Oh, because I’m basically Dipper? Or do you just feel bad for me?’ on the tip of his tongue. He didn’t say it though. Because he wanted to trust her. He was his sister. Technically. Enough for him, anyway. “I was out last night, there’s this weird part of the forest I’d never seen before, but I kinda didn’t want to go alone… want to come check it out?”
“Of course I’m sure!” Mabel sensed he didn’t really trust her, and it kinda stung. She wanted to prove that she was a trustworthy person, that he didn’t have to be so skeptical of others. Dipper might have been her twin, but she considered Tyrone her brother too. “Really? Yeah, that sounds like fun. Is there anything we should take with us, or…?”
Tyrone followed Mabel’s voice, and stood in the doorway as he looked at her. His arms were crossed, he was angry, but not at her – well, a little with her. When BipperBill told him what he’d done… Tyrone had HOPED it had been a joke, or even a prank, something temporary, but it was clear something was off and it wasn’t a lack of glitter in the house.
“Yikes. Mabel – what did you DO?” As if he didn’t know. “I mean… why?”
Mabel could easily sense that Tyrone was angry, but sadly, she didn’t care. Even if she’d WANTED to, she couldn’t. Lifting a brow, she gave a shrug of the shoulders. Her voice went completely monotone again.
“Made a deal to get Dipper back.”
The answer rolled off her tongue smoothly. “And because. Dipper’s my brother? I was panicked and didn’t know what else to do. Bill likes deals. It wasn’t too hard to figure out what kind of deal he’d be interested in.”
