Ghost-Mabel watched in horror as Bill-Mabel ( Whom she liked to call Mabill for sake of shorter context) loomed over her beloved twin, about to stab him. Blood ran down from Dipper's cheek as he looked up in horror as his once-sister stood ready to strike. Ghost-Mabel had to think fast. She saw the lanturn ontop of the nightstand between their two beds. She lunged for it, hoping her long-shot idea would work. She grabbed the lanturn handle. To her surprise, her hand held onto it. She could hold it. Looking up she saw in horror that Mabill had begun to throw Mabel's body's arm down. Ghost-Mabel did the quickest, stupidest, yet most efficiant plan she could think of. She tossed the lit lanturn right at Mabill's face, hitting right under the eye, throwing him off her brother. The knife clattered to the floor, leaving a tiny blood spot on the wooded flooring. Dipper stood up, clearly surprised, yet relieved by his strange savior. He picked the knide up off the ground, tossing it under the small gap between the floor and his bed, where Mabill wouldn't be able to reach. Ghost-Mabel looked hopefully towards Mabill's figure, hoping he was knocked out. Sadly, that wasn't the case. He began standing up, a large, but not serious on the side of his face from where the light of the lanturn hit, and little cuts from where the thin glass shattered.
" Alright Pine Tree, I don't know what that was or how you did that but it's not happening again!"
Dipper looked around, looking for something to help him, but not hurt his sister's body too badly. The first thing he saw was a pillow. It was his best bet. He was about lunge for the pillow, but was cut short. Mabill had recovered and grabbed onto his shoe, causing him to fall to the ground with a smack. How does Grunkle Stan not notice all of this? Dipper thought, slightly annoyed. He flipped over onto his back, kicking at Mabill, not quite as hard as he normally would in this situation, but he had to be careful not to jack up Mabel's body too badly.
" Wow Pine Tree, I knew you're really weak but this is pathetic!" Mabill taunted as Dipper kicked at him. " I guess I might be a bit impressed by how you've lived this long though. No matter. " He said, letting go of Dipper's shoe and tackling him, punching him in the face.
"Its quite ironic really. The sister who you've always protected you're whole life is slowly murdering you."
( I got really lazy and had to upload this before Monday or I'll have never gotten it uploaded, so sorry its short and crappy this time.)