ReWind

Not That Simple part II

   I sighed. I really wanted to go down to the basement right now and 'Bill-proof' my mind, that could save a LOT of suffering, but... Mabel could be in danger and I need to make sure Jeff-I mean, 'Jerry'- doesn't do anything to her.

Peering out the triangular window, I watched 'Jerry' put a flower necklace on Mabel.

I remembered how I could've changed the future by changing my words in the past, and asked myself out loud, hoping to avoid further alteration, "Is Mabel really dating a zombie, or am I just being paranoid?"

"I dunno, dude. How many brains did ya see the guy eat?" Soos asked, startling me, despite me already remembering he was there. In fact, a small part of me thought he wasn't there due to him being quiet.

"AHH! Soos, where did you cone from?" I yelped. Seriously, he made no noise, like some sort of... I don't know, quiet... animal?

"Oh, I was here all along, dawg, and I couldn't help but overhear you talking out loud to yourself in this big, empty room." He responded.

"Ok... well Soos, tell me, isn't 'Jerry' kinda suspicious?" I asked.

"Hey, I believe you when you say that, but unless you have proof, no one else will believe you. Like, I'm 99% sure that the mailman is a werewolf..." Soos replied.

"Hmm.. you're right! I need proof! Thanks, Soos!" I exclaimed.

"My wisdom is both a blessing and a curse..." He said.

"SOOS! THE PORTABLE TOILETS ARE CLOGGED AGAIN!" Grunkle Stan yelled.

"I am needed elsewhere." Soos said, backing away into the shadows.

I grabbed a camera and dashed outside, hoping to catch everything on camera and ensure Mabel's safety.

A while later, I ran into Mabel's room, glad you finally warn her.

"Mabel! I have to talk to you about Jerry!" I yelled.

"Isn't he just the best!?" Mabel exclaimed.

"No! Mabel, I think he's.. not what he seems!" I shot right back, gesturing to the journal.

"GASP! Do you think he might be a... vampire?!?" Mabel fangirled.

"No! Mabel, listen! Shabam!" I flicked open the journal to the gnome page.

"Ack!" Mabel yelped.

"Oops! Shabam!" I turned to the zombie page, knowing how off it was.

"A zombie? Not funny, Dipper.." Mabel said, disappointed.

"Mabel! Come on! It all adds up! The bleeding, the limp, he never blinks! Have you at least noticed that?!" I said halfheartedly.

"Maybe he's blinking when you're blinking!" Mabel replied.

"Remember what the book said, Mabel! Trust no one!" I said, getting into it.

"Well what about me, Dipper? You can trust me! Beep bop!" She clipped on two star earrings.

As much as it annoyed me to try and convince Mabel that Nor-Jerry was a zombie, it was too risky not to. "Mabel! Come on! He's gonna eat your brains!" I yelled, shaking her.

"Dipper. Listen to me. Jerry and I are going on a date. And I'm gonna be adorable, and he's gonna be dreamy, and I'm not gonna let you ruin it with one of your crazy conspiracies!" She yelled, shoving me out of our room. It hurt just as much for her to push me away like that the second time, but I needed to get prepared.

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5 'o'clock

Ding-dong!