Mabels POV

I finished packing my bags as Grunkle Stan came into our room. "Mabel, have you seen Dipper? He was suppose to go with Ford today." I shook my head. "No, when I woke up, today, he wasn't here..." Grunkle Stan grumbled in anger and guilt. "If you see h-him... Tell him to, go down into the basement would ya?" I nodded. "Of course Grunkle Stan!" I took my bag and zipped it up. I carried it to the front door. I stood staring at the big grandfather clock, waiting it to be 1:30. I smiled and bounced up and down as it was 1:25. "GRUNKLE STAN! START THE CAR!!" I screamed.

Knock Knock Knockedie Knock Knock.

I opened the door, it was Pacifica.

"What are you... Doing-"
"Get in the car, im driving you..." The blonde said. "Problem solved!" Grunkle Stan said, sitting back down in his chair.

I grabbed my bags and ran out to the black car. "Ceeto! Bags." A tall man grabbed my bags. "Ooh! Fancy!" I said. "Just get in!"

At Northwest Manor.

"Oooh! This place is HUGE! Is there anything cool?! like a stuffed animal dispenser?"

Pacifica glared at me. "Just follow me, braces.."

"Where?"

[Next Chapter is way longer! I'm so sorry guys!! I'll get on the next chapter soon!]