Lights Out

The Start of it All

     I sat straight up. My hair was covering my face, my sweater being used as a pillow. I had fallen asleep on the floor again. Dipper wasn't there. He was out hunting for monsters with Great Uncle Ford again. Jeez, you'd think after doing it for four years, he'd stop being so interested in doing it. But, I guess when me and Dipper turned 17, it's become his LIFE. 

     I got up and went down the creaky stairs and walked into the shabby kitchen. There was still no one in sight. Not even waddles. I sat down in one of the old dusty chairs. 

     "Sigh...Why does everyone have to be gone nowadays? When's the last time we had a family breakfast...?"

As soon as I said that, a gust of ind blew over me.

That's a little odd, I'm inside the shack...none of the windows are even open...

     Then, I heard whispers. I heard a voice. Nothing was there, but I was determined to find it. I kept looking around, about to fall out my seat, and then there was a thud. Next thing I knew, I was passed out on the ground. I've had sudden things happen in my life, trust me on that, but this really surprised.

     "What's up, Shooting Star...?"

I had to have been dreaming. It couldn't be real. That voice sounded so familiar. But...But I thought he was dead...

     "Come on, don't ignore an old friend! It's been a while. Well, to be typical about it 4,000 years- For me, at least. Come on, don't be like that, Star! I just wanna talk to you!"

This was seriously happening. Bill was inside my head. I had mixed feelings about this.

A few seconds later, I appeared. I could move, but I was surrounded by darkness.

     "Hey, you look just beautiful...But, that outfit...lemme fix that for you..."

He snapped his finger, and I was in an entirely new outfit: A summer dress with beautiful lace, and a loose blouse and some pretty boots. It was my dream outfit.

    "Aw, you look like a queen this way. If you wanna keep it, I can let you keep it...On one condition..."

I still couldn't see him, which really irritated me. I wanted to see him so badly. It gave me a weird mixture of desire.

     "I'll only consider if you show yourself..."

All of a sudden, I saw a yellow light. It flickered and flashed, it grew closer to me. Then, he appeared. Something was completely different about him- He was human.

     "Surprise, Mabel. I'm a human now...Did ya miss me? Admit it! You missed me!"

I stood there. He had yellow everything. It looked like he was cos playing as Spongebob, but to admit it to myself, it was kinda cute...

     "Tisk, tisk, Mabel...Did you forget I can read minds...? I am not 'Spongebob'. And, I'm flattered by the compliment. This wasn't purposely made for me to look 'cute', but I like that you think so."

His voice was like a gentle rumble, it was low and soft, yet he used to scream obnoxiously when he was a Doritos chip. I giggled to myself thinking about it. 

     "What's so funny to you about my voice, Shooting Star? I'm just not in the mood to scream. Unfortunately, being a 'Doritos chip' for more than half my life has caused me to project my voice in a way that sounded rather silly. But, since I am as big as I'm supposed to be, I don't have to project  my voice as much.Therefore, I can relax  way more. I actually sense you like this  better..?"

He came closer, and grabbed my hand. The air around us went thin. 

     "Well now, back to business. You have to consider this deal since I showed myself, my dear."

He made a  very wide grin, and twirled my hair on his finger. 

     "I want you to let me out of your head. Set me free. Please, Mabel. I don't wanna be stuck here anymore!"

His voice raised dramatically. He was serious. I didn't even think he could have so much feeling in what he was trying to say. I could feel a chilly breeze fly past us. He seriously meant it.

     "Like I would let you out of my head! Listen, as inviting as that sounds, I can't have you terrorizing us again. You do realize it was a nightmare when you created Weirdmaggedon 4 years ago?! I am actually surprised you're still alive..."

His face fell. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear softly.

     "I won't give up until you change your mind...."

What does he mean by that...?

     "I mean I am gonna torture your thoughts until you surrender."

He backed up from my face with the sliest smirk I've ever seen anyone make. Then, he kissed my forehead, and I woke up, still wearing the outfit in reality. 

     Oh no, what just happened...?