Stockholm Syndrome

The Mission

Dipper's POV(he is the younger twin in this and is 16 like Mabel the others are all 18 though)

Mabel, Pacifica, Gideon, and I were called to the office by grunkle Ford. We entered the room as Mabel and I sat in the chairs upfront with Gideon and Pacifica behind us. "Your mission today is to attend the Cipher's annual summer party. One of you will lead the son of Axcel Cipher and kill him as soon as you get out of the public's view. It is simple and there are to be no mistakes."

We left without a word to be spoken; he always left no room for argument. I headed to the computer room and booked reservations for the famous quadruplets. I made them up off the top of my head but they are now rumored to be part of a secret family that owns half of New York in itself. Word can spread fast within three hours. As I finished I went to the fifth floor which is where we have all of the disguises and outfits. We have works that haven't even been released to the public eye.

 I walked through the glass elevator doors and pressed the fifth button and waited as the floorboards beneath me rose to the fifth floor. I stepped out and walked down the short hall leading to the only two doors on the entire floor. I walked in silently and headed to Mabel's favorite section: The blue dresses. I walked to the second of the five aisles and found my sister comparing a teal Takoon Panichgul dress to a royal blue Elie Saab dress. 

"Elie Saab. It would match the necklace you got last week. Did you find an outfit for me yet?" I whispered after sneaking right next to her ear as she jumped from the sudden presence.

Knowing that letting me choose clothes is the one thing she won't let me do I was obligated to make sure she wasn't making me wear a dress. She pulled out two suits of the same colors she was just questioning and I still chose royal blue. She placed her hand on my cheek and smiled a sad smile. She was concerned about my silence, but I was like that even before the murder. I let her do as she pleased for a couple of minutes then pulled away slowly walking out of the room.

We still have two and a half hours so there was nothing wrong with just staying in the game room for now. Unless, that is, if Gideon is in there. He'd been trying to get me to talk ever since Mabel and I arrived here. I refuse to talk to anyone besides Mabel and if I did speak in public it was in a slight whisper that only Mabel could hear. This makes me an asset because I do all the silent kills. If you want someone to die in public and no-one to be caught I was your guy. 

As I walked to the elevator I found Gideon heading in the same direction. I made an internal groan as we stepped onto the glass elevator. The boy irritated me because even through the thirteen years of complete silence toward him, he never caught on that I had nothing to say to him. He has kept trying and never once has he considered that I don't like him. One time he was trying to make me talk by getting on my nerves and didn't get a reaction. He gave up on that and started to touch me. He thought he could, as he said, "Make me moan." He confessed his undying love for me and all I did was walk away when he got off of me because he was just trying to get a reaction.

I waited as the floor lowered beneath me. Gideon had been staring at me for a while now but that wasn't unusual.

"So, this is our first mission together. You'd think out of the thirteen years of living on the same floor I'd have been a partner of yours for at least one mission, right?...Umm, dipper do you by any chance think you will ever talk to anyone beside Mabel?" I shook my head no. He sighed, "Could you at least say a word to me? I would love to know what you sound like." I shook my head no once more and stepped out of the opening doors. He did the same and headed to the game room. 

I walked to the holographic battle simulator. I grabbed two pistol controllers a katana controller and three dagger controllers. I took my stance and began the simulation. Gideon sat in the other corner of the room on his bean bag playing call of duty, he likes the classics. A man came at me with a similar katana as I shot at him he dodged them and clanks could be heard as he blocked with the blade.