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It wasn’t their son that was the last straw for Mark and Anna Pines. They could have borne it, if it was just their son. They could have spent the rest of their childrens’ childhoods flinching at shadows and ignoring the goats blood. They could even have tuned out the occasional screaming walls and nibbling rugs. But it wasn’t just their son.

Their daughter, the former light of their lives, was fading. They almost didn’t notice it at first. The first years of the Transcendence were tough for everyone involved; the parents put their observations, their misgivings on the back burner. It wasn’t until the twins’ sophomore year that they noticed anything was amiss. The glitter-cloud-bomb in a day-glo sweater that was their daughter wasn’t happy anymore.

She tried to cover it up, of course, but a sad Mable will always be a sad Mable, and her parents could tell. In fact, the only time their Mable was ever truly herself again was when she would talk about her friends in Gravity Falls.

The parents made a hard decision. That’s what parents do.

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