A/N Hey guys! So it looks like I got it wrong when I said Sophora. I don't even know where I got that, but apparently it's actually Nelauk. Oh, well! Time to go cry in a corner! Also, this picture is completely off topic but comment which one you got! I got INFP.

Episode 4: A Pig's Treasure

Walking with her younger self made 'Maple' nervous. Her heart was fluttering with fear at how many time laws they were breaking and the repercussions of this. Hopefully the Bootstrap Paradox was right.

Sweat poured down her neck, and she wiped it away quickly, scared that Mabel would notice. Her hands were clammy and she was afraid that something would go wrong and that people would think her weak for being afraid and that-

"Hey, look, it's Mabey-wabey! How ya' doin', crybaby?" Both Maple and Mabel tensed up at that voice they knew all too well.

"St-Stop being m-mean, L-Lucifer." Mabel whispered, tripping over her words in fear.

"Oh, look, is she gonna cry? Well, you can't do anything about it! Boohoo! Isn't that right, boys?" Lucifer had pitch black messy hair that looked somehow good and electric green eyes that made both Mabels shiver in fear.

Luckily, Maple's Lucifer had moved away about five years ago, but she still remembers him as clear as day.

'Mason's' fists clenched and unclenched, trying to decide whether or not to traumatize a six-year-old Lucifer. Gideon looked furious when Maple took a glance at him

She touched the small of his back to get him to look at her. One look at her made his face go soft, 'Sorry' written all over it. Maple nodded in understanding.

"Oh, so you think I'm gonna be scared of some big kids?" Lucifer scoffed, "As if! If you think I'm really that dumb to fall for your worthless tricks you better think again!" He was that dumb.

But lucky for him the small group of older kids couldn't report him since they would be recognized immediately.

"I-I d-don't think th-that." Mabel whispered.

Lucifer cupped his hand around his pale ear. "What was that? I can't hear you!" He taunted.

That was when Maple cut in. "Look, kid, whatever you're doing here is wrong and you know it. Stop trying to impress others by doing this," she signaled to the Mabel about to break down, "whatever this is, to Mabel. She deserves better."

Lucifer faltered as one of his lackeys with dark skin, Thomas, caught him. The other lackey, a pale boy with a Russian accent, Timmy, whispered something in Lucifer's ear hurriedly.

"My mom wants me home. You're lucky, Pines," he spat out her name as if he had bile in his mouth, "that these punks were here to save you. But they'll have to leave eventually. Watch your back."

The group glared at him as Mabel refused to start crying.

"Hey, Mabel," Maple cooed, "you were  pretty brave back there. How about we go and get you some hot cocoa tell your brother- was that your brother? You look like twins- all about your adventure."

Mabel's eyes lit up a bit as she nodded, allowing Maple to swoop her up bridal style and land a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Let's go home, Mabel."

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Gideon wrung his hands impatiently as he waited for Maple to be done taking care of Mabel. She was taking forever! They needed to get home before anything bad happened.

He tapped her shoulder to get her attention when Dipper and Mabel had finally fallen asleep on the couch by the fire. "Mabel!" He hissed quietly, "we need to go! Fast! I don't want us to mess anything more up!"

Maple nodded solemnly as she kissed the sleeping Mabel and Dipper's foreheads goodbye. "Goodbye, my sweet, sweet past."

Why was she being so dramatic today? Or this year. It didn't really matter to Gideon. Mason heaved a sigh of relief and pulled out the tape measure.

Maple swiped the tape measure out of his grasp. "Uh, I don't trust you with this." She answered lamely.

Pulling the tape measure, Maple smiled a soft smile at the flash of white light and what came next.

Landing with and oof, Gideon let out another oof thanks to both the weight of Mabel and Dipper on his back. He groaned, signaling them to get off.

"Sorry!" Mabel exclaimed. But they couldn't move. It was pitch black and they had no idea as to where they were.

"Mabel," Dipper breathed, "I think you just sent us back to the end of time."

A pause.

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They all screamed. Mabel kicked Dipper in the gut as Gideon pushed Mabel's face away from him in a desperate attempt to find the tape. Dipper punched Gideon's cheekbone, getting a cry of pain from him.

"Wait, why does the end of time smell so bad? And why do I feel something wet?"

Gideon felt around the small confines and groaned when he felt a door. "Seriously? We're in a porta-potty." Multiple complaints came from the group as Gideon opened the door.

They walked out holding their noses with faces of disgust.

"That was one of the most traumatizing experiences in my life." Mabel shivered.

Ford noticed all three of them from the Booth he was working at.

"Kids! What happened to you?" He asked as he did a once over of their bruised bodies.

"Time caught up to us." Mabel shuddered.

"Not even gonna to ask." Ford replied, turning back to his customers.

A/N Hey guys! So the next part is the last part for this episode and then Late-O-Ween. Yay! I'm so giddy n' gleeful! If you get it, you cool. But seriously. I LOVE Halloween. I'm not sure if I should make Dipper and Mabel a wolf and a cat (If you've read my first book you'd understand) or Alice and the Cheshire Cat, then I'll make Gideon the Mad Hatter and Pacifica the Queen Of Hearts. If you didn't know my Halloween plans of being Dipper for Halloween were ruined because of late shopping, BUT I was Alice, whom I love! I'm rambling again. Oops. If you read that whole wall, kudos for you!

-Rouge Cur