^ Yeah, I'm probably gonna tick Dipper off

I prompted myself to write "What if HikariItsukerui is in the place of Mabel Pines?"

It's a strange thought, I know.

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I.

"Give it a rest, Hikari. I'm trying to sleep."

The guitar amplifier was turned up even higher.

"Hikari."

"No can do, Dipper."

"Hikari."

Said girl cast a playful glance at the boy covering his ears with his pillow. She returned to glancing at the notebook of songs' chords she'd pre-written before summer even came. "Wow, Dip. I thought you're the type that reads under a blanket with a booklight. I thought I'd help you stay awake." She continued looking at the paper, eyes scanning the words "Fade To Black".

"Not when you're busy practicing your scream," Dipper mumbled.

"Psh, it's not like I sing Motorbreath in the middle of the night! I wouldn't wake up our neighbors with my-"--she flipped her hair and struck a pose--"-glorious voice."

Dipper just sighed and turned over in the couch.

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II.

"It's the ultimate fantasy!" Hikari threw her head back, spreading her arms wide. "I get to be mayor and have Jaymz Hetbleach and Davey Mustang as my personal bodyguards! I have an entire library of everything Grungetallica!" She sat back down in her (electric?) chair, tapping her sledgehammer. "Unless you want to get hit by a bus, dear Dipper, you can stay here with me."

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III.

At the mention of 'unicorn hair', Hikari suddenly looked up from whatever she was doing.

"Iiiiit'S TIME TO KILL 'EM ALL!!"

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IV.

"To the left! Faster, Dipper! Okay, we're rounding a corner--oh, come on!" The sleeve of Hikari's denim jacket caught on a column. Or she thought it was a column, anyway. Sadly, it wasn't.

"Bill you doN'T GRAB SOMEONE BY THE FREAKING SLEEVE--you grab them by the collar, the hair, the--okay, nevermind!" All of a sudden, a cloud of colors went into the demon's eye, prompting a yell from him. The hand holding Hikari loosened, making her almost hit the wall and fall flat on her face. "I feel dizzy--" she swayed a bit, "--but Bill's eye really needs a makeover! Right, Bill? NO NOT MY BROTHER TOO! COME ON!"

"Time's up, Fordsy! I've got the kids!" His multilayered voice echoed throughout the room. "I think I'm gonna kill one of them just for the heck of it!"

"Why were you talking like that in a situation like this?!" Dipper hissed, earning a mischievous wink from his (not-really-but-for-the-heck-of-it-anyway) sister.

"PowER, PINES!" she grinned.

"EENIE."

Dipper tensed. Hikari's confident demeanor melted off quickly.

"MEENIE."

Hikari started to sweat. "Bill no I'm too yOUNG OOH LALA--"

"MINY."

"WOOOOO, DIPPER'S GONNA LIVE! Have fun! Get into Harvard! Bye!" The girl quickly blurted out her last words as the shooting star symbol flashed on Bill's eye right after.

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V.

The bus was finally off.

"Ya crying, dude?" Hikari quietly asked.

A slight shuffle.

"You won't expect me to not bawl my eyes out, too." The curly-haired tan girl gave her bro a small back massage while plugging her earbuds in. "And that's why I sneaked my phone and 'buds in my luggage! I'd go crazy if I don't listen to Fuel at least once!"

Then the bus went quiet. The sound of soft snoring was registered by Hikari although her ears were filled by the blissful notes of a racing-themed hard rock song. 

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I'm so hyper in this lmao.

Don't worry, I'm not really like that. xD I'd probably have my head beheaded instead of that little eenie meenie miny mo thing by Bill.

Though the idea of pulling hairs out is great. I wrestled with a boy classmate of mine for a stick earlier (I got the stick.), so what could go wrong with a couple talking unicorns?

(everything)