[It's the same word Dipper had said to her last -- the real Dipper, before he turned into whatever the heck he is now -- and hearing it a second time from Oscar only makes Mabel's temper flare further.]
No way! He's still in there! I'm not just leaving him!
[But by god she will slap him again if she has to. Multiple times! She staggers as she pushes herself to her feet, instinctively crossing her arms so that she can grab her own shoulders and try to staunch the bleeding. Mabel has just enough sense to let Oscar stay properly in front, aware that he comes from a world that has probably taught him how to fight way better than she can. But if there's going to be a fight, Mabel will fill in whatever cracks in Oscar's defenses she can, even if it just means flicking her gross poison blood on her brother some more.
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No way! He's still in there! I'm not just leaving him!
[But by god she will slap him again if she has to. Multiple times! She staggers as she pushes herself to her feet, instinctively crossing her arms so that she can grab her own shoulders and try to staunch the bleeding. Mabel has just enough sense to let Oscar stay properly in front, aware that he comes from a world that has probably taught him how to fight way better than she can. But if there's going to be a fight, Mabel will fill in whatever cracks in Oscar's defenses she can, even if it just means flicking her gross poison blood on her brother some more.
She has it. Might as well use it.]