shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

does anyone remember how i got 2 this point i forgot what the conversation was about

 

"Mabel," says Lissa with all the diplomacy she can muster, "Alexandria could be wrong, and maybe she is. But she believed what she said, and that's not a lie. And you might want to ask her what, exactly she did, and why she thinks it proves her point."

 

She didn't do ANYTHING.

 

"Then why did you punch her?" Lissa asks, softly.

 

Because-

-She frowns.-

 

Lissa nods. "If she didn't do anything to you, and you just hit her, shouldn't you be the one to apologise?"

 

No... I don't know! She was making fun of me!

 

"I wasn't," says Alex. "If you thought I was, I'm sorry for that."

 

...fine. Fine. I forgive you. I can be forgiving, and classy, and good.

 

"Now, let's all sit down and have tea." Lissa's feet return to the ground, although her hair remains undone. She turns to the new Mabel. "Are you the Mabel from the world where I'm called 'Valiska'?"

 

Mabel's jaw drops and then she closes her mouth. "Uh...yeah. Yeah, I am. I mean Valiska is my foster-mother. Since we came to live on Pennarion with Grunkle Ford. Abba Ford, now."

 

*Preening her shoulder in a desultory fashion. Loud noises were happening for a while and the bird is discomfited.*

 

-Mab sits down, glow going out as she pulls a comb from a cleverly hidden pocket and starts to fix her appearance. Stupid, stupid, dumb... she needs her brother!-

 

Alex thinks for a minute. "You don't happen to know someone named Loreli, do you?"

 

"Uh, yeah. She's dating my brother pitch." Mabel frowns. Why does this stranger know about Lo?

 

Alex frowns. "Pitch? Like trolls do?"

 

"Well, yeah," says Mabel. "Loreli is a troll. She came to Gravity Falls during Weirdmageddon, with Oneira and Chroma, and they're all fosterlings in our house, and...we're clade."

 

real official troll here to tell you that vword is fucking stupid and made-up.

 

Dipper- Mason doesn't date.

 

Alex clenches her hands into fists for a moment before slapping her smile back on.

Great. The bitch was looking for these people. Peachy. Fantastic. "Well, maybe you should send her back, so the Condesce will stop tearing up my planet looking for her."