Mirrored

Dream-t(r)icked

Something growled in the darkness. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the attic window.

"Dipper? Can I sleep with you tonight?" Mabel whispered from her bed. "There's this weird  growling sound!" She waited for a response. There was none.

"Dipper...?"

She tentatively tiptoed over to his side of the room.  The blanket was pulled aside to reveal he wasn't there.  Lightning flashed again like the way it does in horror movies; Mabel bit her lip and turned around. The bedroom door was slightly ajar, and mumbling floated from downstairs. She was able to recognize Stan's gravelly voice. Was Dipper talking to Grunkle Stan in a man-to-man talk?!?

Mabel giggled. Dipper wasn't exactly Manny Mannington, so what the hey-hey was he doing down there?

"Why you ackin' so cray-cray, Dipper?" she whispered to herself and giggled again. Secret Agent Mabel, activate! she thought and tried  to put on a serious face. Of course, she didn't know how silly she looked. Ok, so what did Dipper say about unknown situations? Oh yeah: 'remain cautious and alert. Stay serious and fo-Oh, hey! Wendy!' She giggled again from the memory. Lightning flashed again and Mabel jumped.

"Okay. Be serious, Mabel. Serious," she crept up to the door and opened it carefully. Instantly, her eyes darted to something new in the attic: a beautiful mirror. The room was violently lit up for a split second and the thunder roared louder this time, but Mabel didn't jump or even flinch.

"Ooh, shiny shiny..." she said when the mirror started to glow softly in a blue-green aura. As she got closer, the light sparkled more and more intensely. The mirror itself was steel grey; elegant swirls gracefully curled up and down. Bands of radiant turquoise wrapped-

Stay focused, Mabel! Dipper' s voice warned in her head.

"But it's so razzly-dazzly," Mabel said to no one in particular.

Mabel!

Mabel shook her head to clear the weird fuzzy feeling. "Fine, fine," she grumbled and turned around.

CRASH! The sound of glass shattering made her turn back to the source. The mirror was on its side now, and its reflective surface had cracks on it. Moonlight played dancing shadows around it.

Mabel tensed, the creepiness starting to get to her now. "Huh... Must've slipped..." she assured herself.

Maybe I should go back to bed... Hey, wait, what's that?

A perfectly-shaped triangle chunk of mirror lay next to it; the back of it was  a really bright yellow, maybe from old glue. She picked up the piece and examined it. Then she looked at the mirror, which was no longer glowing. Disappointment and curiosity grew as she continued to stare back and forth between the shard and mirror. "Just wanna put it back together..."

She slowly turned it over and around so it was in the right position.

Mabel, don't!

But Mabel ignored her brother's warning and placed the shard where it belonged. Suddenly, the mirror started to shake and beams of light shot out throughout the cracks. "Uh..." Mabel stepped back and turned to run down the stairs, but it was already too late.

"AHHHH!"

And in a blaze of blinding aqua light, Mabel was gone.

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"MABEL!" Dipper yelled and sat up in his bed. He looked around; morning light streamed from the window and the bedroom door was fully closed. A sigh escaped him and Dipper tried to calm himself. "It was only a dream... A dream that I so vividly remember...?" he wondered aloud, unconvinced.