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"Oh please Mab -" The door slams shut. Mabel Pines lets out a tired sigh.
The porky man on the other side of the door is one of the many suitors her Parent's have allowed to try her hand in marriage. Gideon Gleeful, by far the most persistent and annoying.
Mabel walks through the halls of her Great Uncles' home. She would come visit every summer and if it were not for the Cipher God of Knowledge, Dreams and Chaos taking a liking to her younger twin brother; Mabel wouldn't have to wander alone.
Though in the spring. When the Ursa Major shines its brightest; Dipper may go home to be reunited with his family. But until then Mabel is left alone; running away from her parent's constant pressure of her to get married.
"Oink" Well not completely alone.
"I'll always have you right Waddles." Mabel picks up her pet piglet, pressing her cheek into his pudgy one.
While in search for something to do Mabel finds her Great uncle Ford reading over scrolls. His mouth set in a deep frown, wrinkles on his forehead engraved from long hours of having the same concentrated expression.
Before Dipper, Stanford Pines used to be kept captive by The Cipher God; but managed to escape after 30 years. He now with his brother dedicates his time in finding a way to retrieve his great nephew.
"Hey Grunkle Ford." Mabel says.
"Hello Mabel." Ford puts down his scroll to look at his niece. He smiles. "What can I help you with?"
"You should rest Grunkle, I know you haven't slept." Ford sighs. It warms his heart knowing his niece cares for him. But no he will not rest until he gets Dipper back. That bastard of a god tricked him into almost opening the entrance of where the titans lay and now is probably planning on using Dipper for the same goal.
"Mabel sweetie, You know I won't. Why don't you go find Candy and... uh the Burly one"
"Grenda."
"Yes Grenda. why don't you find them." Mabel puffs her chest and walks out.
Mabel is already going to see them later that day, going outside is definitely still a no. chances of Gideon still standing outside is high. She goes search for her Grunkle Stan.
She finds him In the "Antiques shop" connected to the house. Trying to sell an item with a "mysterious rune" to a man who regularly visits the shop. Cutebiker? Cutbijer? A scrawny man that always falls for Stan's tricks. Mabel saw Stan scratch the "rune" into it the day prior with a dull pocket knife.
"That'd be 5 silvers" Stan reaches out to take the coin
"Wow wee my very own mystery to solve." the man drops the pieces into Stan hand and exist the shop. Stan snickers in greed.
"Grunkle Stan really?" Mabel places waddles on the floor to wonder around.
"And how is my beautiful niece on this fine morning?"
"I'm fine, How are you"
Stan gives her a big grin and jingles his coin purse; Mabel snorts.
"Its not your shift yet honey. though if you really want to help you can go stand outside and look pretty" Stan laughs. "No seriously what do you need? how come you're not exploring?"
"Gideon." She points back to the house.
"Ah that annoying prick. what ever you do don't marry him" Mabel scrunches up her face.
"Ew never." She leans on the counter and sighs. "Grunkle Stan, why can't my parents leave me be? I don't want a husband right now. I'm fine just being me."
He smiles at his niece. "You know they just want you to be happy. Since Dipper left 2 years ago you haven't really been the same bright ball of sunshine. maybe a man will be good for you."
"So let me find him on my own!" Mabel flailed her arms almost knocking a product over. "There is this super cute guy that works at the cafe over there. I can't even get close without Gideon and the others hunting me down" She huffs; arms crossing her chest.
"Your mum's into soulmates right?" Stan says absentmindedly. "Maybe if an oracle says who your soulmate is ma-" He doesn't even finish his sentence before Mabel is squealing, kisses his face, snatches up waddles and runs out of the shop.