(More of entry one. where you left off, Bill began to sing the song you see above, called "hirari hirari", witch means "nimble fluttering". enjoy the chapter)

"...The song was delicate, gentle, and yet, powerful. Of course it was in Japanese, so I could hardly understand it. But I still knew what he was saying, seeing as my mom used to sing this to me when I was a toddler. Strangely enough, this song would usually make me cry even harder if I heard it, but when he sang it, it actually calmed me down. I had stopped crying, but he kept singing. I could feel my body beginning to become stiff, tired. My eyes were getting heavy again. I then realized what he was doing. He was trying to sing me to sleep. If that was his intention, then it was working. My eyes closed and I fell asleep as he finished singing.

When i woke up, everyone I had just met was in the room. It looked like it was morning. They all looked at me with smiles across their faces. Bill was in front of me, holding a blue box with a ribbon on it. I hesitantly grabbed the box from his hands, and carefully opened it. Inside the box were some music sheets, a set if colored pencils, a little teddy bear, and this journal, which had what I thought was their family crest. I smiled at them.

"How did you know I liked stuff like this?" I asked

"Your attire, it has a paintbrush on it" Benjamin said

"U-uhh...could you tell me what your last name is?" I whispered to Bill

He smiled at me and whispered back "Cipher"

Now I have you to write my thoughts and feelings in, dear journal. If anyone finds this, it means I would love to meet you, and I don't mind sharing a few secrets with you. I hope we will meet soon, dear reader.
Sincerely,
Brittney Cipher"

Mable closed the book and stared at the wall. The poor girl in the journal had gone through so much, and yet, from what Mable read, she could keep smiling if Bill was there. She came to a conclusion after about an hour of thinking.

'I'm going to find her, no matter what, and no one is going to stop me' she thought as Dipper began to shift in his bed.

Mable looked at the window and managed to realize that it was morning. She hid the book in her blankets and pretend to be just waking up. They went downstairs for breakfast, and Dipper noticed that Mable was lost in thought, but he brushed it off. He just thought she was thinking of what to do for the day. He was wrong. Mable, wanted, no, needed to talk to someone about this, about what she read. After eating and thinking, she made up her mind.

She was going to tell someone about this...

And that someone is going to be ford.

Sorry if the chapter was short. Hope you guys and gals liked it.
See you in the next chapter.

Kathryn OUT! (;