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deadlypromethium · 2 months ago

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Gravity Falls

Wendy/Female reader

Word count: 10,394

Summary: Disclaimer- I do not own Gravity Falls. This is going to follow the storyline. Each chapter will be like watching the show, just with you in it. This will be a reader/Wendy story. You are Dipper and Mabel Pines older sister that is sent to spend the summer with your great-uncle, Grunkle Stan. You thought the biggest problem would be trying to summon the courage to ask out Wendy. Little did you know the dangers of Gravity Falls might just destroy all of you. Will you be able to protect your siblings? Or will you lose what matters most to you?

"Is it really too much to ask for one normal day, M.P.?" You yell, as you rush to pull Dipper and Mabel closer, just as Dipper crashes the cart through the "Welcome to Gravity Falls" sign. All three of you scream as the cart flies through the air over the cliff. For a minute, the wind rushing past you is almost peaceful, until the cart starts to drop to the ground.

You groan when it finally makes impact with the ground. You glance back at the sound of the thunderous stomps of the gigantic monster as it knocks down pine trees to get to you.

"You guys okay?" You ask, quickly glancing over both of your younger siblings, trying to check for injuries.

"It's getting closer!" Mabel yells as she looks back at the monster.

You let out a quick sigh of relief as the monster growls, reaching for the cart, but falls just short. Your relief is cut short when the cart launches into the air, jerking and spinning before harshly crashing back onto the ground.

You glance at your siblings and chuckle as you see their two very different facial expressions. You lightly pat Mabel on the back since she looks like she's about to throw up, while Dipper has his brows furrowed and his grip tight on the steering wheel.

You know by the expression on his face that he’s narrating this experience in his head. He’s always done this since he was a kid, even though Mabel teases him relentlessly about it.

"My name is Dipper. The girl about to puke is my sister Mabel. The older girl in the back smiling at me is Y/N. You may be wondering what we're doing in a golf cart, fleeing from a creature of unimaginable horror."

You watch as the monster rips out a large tree from the ground. You feel the heavy wind from the tree flying over your head.

"Look out!" Mabel yells over the chaos.

The tree slams into the ground in front of the cart, causing dirt and pine needles to fly everywhere. The three of you are flung to the side as Dipper swerves the cart just in time to avoid the tree.

You watch as Dipper's eyebrows scrunch together, his face slipping back into monologue mode.

"Rest assured, there's a perfectly logical explanation. Let's go back to where this all began."

You and your siblings are enjoying your summer break. Mabel hugs her recently finished knitted black-and-grey cat stuffed animal, while you and Dipper are engrossed in a battle against each other in the video game Fatal Punch.

"You guys can't spend your whole break inside. It's time to go and get some fresh air," your parents say, ripping the game controller and stuffed animal from your hands and instead handing you your suitcases. "We have the perfect place for you to go: you're going to stay for the summer at your great-uncle's place in Gravity Falls, Oregon."

You try to rack your brain for any memories of your great-uncle. The only thing you can remember is vaguely meeting him at your grandma’s funeral.

"But we don’t even know our great-uncle?" you ask, trying to figure out why they're sending you there.

"Well, you’ll get to know him while you're there. Your bus will be here in a few minutes. We love you, and be safe!" they say as they rub sunscreen on all three of your faces and push you out the door.

You squint as the brightness from the sun floods your vision. You and Dipper exchange a glance, both confused and annoyed at this sudden turn of events. The silence is broken when Mabel jumps into the air, pumping her fist excitedly.

"Yay, we get to go meet new people and hang out in a new place! This is where I will meet my summer romance, I can feel it!"

You chuckle fondly at your younger sister’s positive attitude, while Dipper groans in annoyance. You open your mouth to tell Dipper to leave Mabel alone, but the screeching of the bus’s brakes cuts you off as it pulls up.

You help your siblings onto the bus and place the bags under the seat. You take your seat in the middle, with Mabel and Dipper settling in next to you.

"Get comfortable, guys, the bus ride is 11 hours long," you say as you pull out your phone to play some games with Mabel, while Dipper pulls out his latest mystery novel.

After 3 hours have passed, you smile as you put your phone away and notice the twins cuddled into you, fast asleep. You moved two hours ago to help them lean against you better when you noticed their eyes starting to droop. Ever since they were kids, they’ve always fallen asleep on long car rides.

You pull them closer, adjusting their positions to make sure they’re comfortable against you, before getting cozy yourself for a nap.

You’re woken up by the bus driver yelling that you've arrived at the Mystery Shack in Gravity Falls. You gently nudge Dipper and Mabel to wake them up.

"Hey, wake up, guys. We’re here."

They groggily rub their eyes as they stand up and head off the bus.

"I guess I’ll get the bags," you mutter, grabbing all the luggage. "Thank you," you tell the bus driver as you step off the bus.

The smell of pine trees mixed with the exhaust from the bus fills your nose as you take in your surroundings. You look around until your eyes land on the "Mystery Shack"—a creaky building that looks like a strong gust of wind could blow it down.

"Well, uh this is it," you say as you set down all the bag onto the ground. Dipper stares up at the building, furrowing his brow.

"You sure this is the place? It looks like a tourist trap," Dipper says.

You shrug, as the front door creaks open, and out steps a man that seems familiar. He has his belly out, and a fez hat on, and a strange smile that almost resembles a grimace. He looks the same as you vaguely remember, just yeesh way older.

"Alright, kids, bring it in," Stan says in a grumpy voice, waving the three of you over. You and Dipper glance at each other as you both hesitate, but Mabel is the first to react.

"Grunkle Stan!" she shouts, sprinting toward him and flinging herself into his arms. Stan grunts, slightly thrown off balance by her enthusiasm. You tilt your head at the nickname, but aren't surprised at how quick Mabel was to assign him one.

"You are the girl twin so Mabel, right? You're... still as loud as ever," Stan mutters, awkwardly patting her on the back in an attempt to what it looks like hug her without having to really touch her, before gently pushing her away. He turns his head to stare between you and Dipper, squinting as if he is trying to remember your names.

You awkwardly smile as you rub the back of your neck, not really knowing what to say. "It’s uh been a while. We saw you briefly at Grandma’s funeral a couple of years ago. We were carrying the flowers out to the car while you were carrying everyones wallets out to yours."

Stan mirrors your action, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ha, uh right. Well, good to see you again, uh..."

"Y/N," you say in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Yeah, Y/N right, I knew that. And your Dipper, right." Stan points at your brother, who is hanging back, eyes shifting between the house and woods.

You know this Summer is going to be an adjustment for him. He has always had a difficult time being in nature, the city, around people. He is such a bright kid, but his lack of people skills has always held him back.

You know that it isn't his fault, he looks at things from a more analytical field. Always more interested in science and trying to solve mysteries like in his favorite genre of books.

You watch as Dipper steps forward, adjusting his hat. "Uh, yeah, nice to meet you... again."

"What’s with the hat, anyway?" Stan asks, squinting at Dipper’s pine tree cap. "You a lumberjack or somethin or just really into Pine tree's?"

Mabel giggles and rushes to stand with you and Dipper again. "We’re gonna have the best summer ever! Right, Y/N? Right, Dipper?" Her energy is contagious, and even though Dipper tries to look skeptical, he can’t help but crack a small smile. Seeing them both of them smile, you can help but smile either.

"Yeah, I guess," Dipper mutters, though he still glances nervously at the weird decorations hanging around the Shack and the woods.

Stan crosses his arms. "Well, good luck with that, kid. We’ll see how long it takes before you’re begging to go home." There’s a gruffness to his tone, but you can tell there's something beneath it—almost like he's stuck between wanting you guys go go home and wanting you to stay.

You shake off the thought as you notice Stan glance at you, clearly sizing you up. "You’re the oldest, huh? Guess that means you’re gonna help me keep these two from burnin’ the place down and you know keepimg them alive"

"I’ll try," you say with a smirk, already anticipating the chaos you guys will inevitably get into.

Stan seems satisfied with the answer, though he quickly brushes it off with a wave of his hand. "Alright, I cleaned out the attic for you all to sleep in. It’s got walls, a roof, and even a window. What more could you ask for, huh? It used to be storage for my... uh, important business stuff, but I made space. So, don’t go messing it up too bad, I'll need that room again."

"Uh as for you kid, you are bunking with the twins in the attic. I threw a mattress on the floor for you—don’t worry, it’s practically brand new... well, new to you. It’s got character! Now come on, I can't stand around all day I have valuable customers to scam- I mean help." He laughs as he leads the way into the Mystery Shack.

As he turns to lead you inside, Mabel practically bounces in place from excitement of being in a new place. "Oh my gosh, I can’t wait to see everything! Is there a souvenir shop? Can I work in it? Will there be cool people to meet? This is gonna be great!"

Dipper looks less enthusiastic but more curious. "What's the deal with all the weird stuff outside? Is this a tourist attraction?"

Stan chuckles, rubbing his hands together. "Oh, it’s more than a tourist attraction, kid. It’s the best scam—I mean, uh, business in town. Stick with me, and you might just learn a thing or two about making a quick buck." He finishes elbowing you in the side with a smirk.

Dipper sighs, "annnnddddd this place looks like a dump." You laugh before lightly shoving him.

"Don't worry M.P. we will find something to entertain us this Summer. Think of this as one of your mystery novels. Its up to us to find some fun in this seemly boring place."

You all walk inside to some kind of giftshop. "Whoa, look at that thing!" Mabel yells as she goes running to look at the fake pterodactyl.

You and twins spend the next couple of hours unpacking the clothes and the little bit of trinkets your parents packed for you. You sit on your mattress in the floor watching as Mabel hangs up some posters your Grunkle Stan surprisingly left for her.

"This attic is amazing. Check out all my splinters!" Mabel cackles as she holds up hands, which has a ton of gigantic splinters sticking out of them.

"Come here Sparkles. Let me get them out" You slide over so Mabel can sit next to you. You start to pull out the splinters.

".....And there's a goat on my bed." You hear Dipper in an exasperated voice.

You finish pulling out the last splinter just in time as Mabel shoots up and runs over to the goat.

"Hey, friend." Mabel giggles as the goat chews on her sleeve. "Oh! Yes, you can keep chewing on my sweater."

You watch as Mabel pets the goat. "You already named him, haven't you?"

"You will now be known as Grompers. Whamp." She finishes by dropping her hand on his head.

"Bye, Grompers." You stop and pet the goat as you walk towards the door. "I'm heading outside you want to guys want to come?"

You spend the rest of your day with your siblings lounging around outside, enjoying the sun.

You could get use to enjoying the fresh air and hanging out around this strange shack.

You know you will have no problem adjusting. You do however, worry about your siblings, specifically you worry about Dipper. Who from the looks of it has slipped back into monologue mode.

"My sister tended to look on the bright side of things."

At least Mabel was enjoying her surroundings.

"Yay! Grass!" Mabel happily exclaims as she goes rolling down the hill.

When you glance back over to Dipper, you cringe as a woodpecker pecks on Dipper's hat. He slips back into his monologue face just with clear annoyance written all of it.

"But I was having a hard time getting used to our new surroundings.

That annoyance doesn't last long as Grunkle Stan jumps out at him wearing a cheap Halloween mask. "Boo!"

"Ah!" Dipper exclaims as he tips over, followed by a thunk as he hits the ground.

Grunkle Stan starts cackling like a man and slapping his knee as he laughs. "Ahahahaha! Hahaha!"

Dipper mutters something under his breath as he sits back up, but it’s too quiet for you to make out the words.

You chuckle, watching as Dipper slips back into what you know is his internal monologue mode. His determination to narrate every weird moment in his head is truly impressive.

“And then there was our Great Uncle Stan. That guy…”

You glance over just as Grunkle Stan starts coughing, hitting his chest a few times. “Worth it,” he rasps with a smirk.

"Alright, kids, time to go to work!" Stan claps his hands, cutting through the chatter. "These people aren’t gonna scam themselves. And that reminds me—you freeloaders, get inside. Time to earn your keep."

You exchange glances with Dipper and Mabel, shrugging before you all follow Stan into the Mystery Shack.

“What do you want us to do? I assume it's something other than just stand around." You ask, knowing that the tasks would not be that easy.

“Simple," Stan says, not missing a beat. "Sweep, swindle customers into buying things they don’t need, and sell them on some stories. If you’ve got any questions... don’t bother me.”

Before you can ask anything else, Stan points a thumb over his shoulder. “This is Wendy, and that’s Soos. You’re their problem now.”

As you walk over to Wendy and Soos. The wooden floors creak beneath your feet as you get a better look at the strange assortment of souvenirs and oddities scattered around the room.

“I feel like we just walked into the weirdest museum ever,” you mutter, glancing at Dipper and Mabel.

“I know, right? Look at this thing!” Mabel exclaims, holding up a plastic severed hand. “I bet it would make a great puppet.”

Before you can respond, a voice booms from behind you.

“Hey, dudes!”

You turn to see a large, friendly-looking guy in a green shirt and a trucker hat waving enthusiastically with a huge goofy smile as he walks over.

“I’m Soos, the handyman! You must be the new kids Stan was talking about.”

"Guilty," you say, giving him a polite smile. "I'm Y/N, and these are my siblings, Dipper and Mabel."

“Hey!” Mabel waves cheerfully. Dipper nods with a slight awkward smile.

“Nice to meet you guys!” Soos beams. “Mr. Pines told me to show you around, but first you gotta meet Wendy! She works the cash register.”

You glance over to see a girl leaning back casually in her seat with her feet on the desk behind the register. She's wearing a green flannel and a trucker hat that has red hair falling lazily around her face.

She looks up from the comic book she’s been flipping through and gives a small, lazy wave. “Hey,” she says, in a disinterested voice.

Your eyes linger on her for a moment longer than necessary before you realize you’re staring. You clear your throat awkwardly, forcing yourself to speak up. "Uh, hey. I’m Y/N. That’s Dipper and Mabel."

Wendy’s eyes glance between you and your siblings, before stopping to rest on you with a half-smile. "Cool. You guys are crashing here for the summer?"

“Yep, whether we like it or not,” Dipper says with a sigh.

Wendy chuckles and tilts her head in his direction. “Yeah, Gravity Falls can be pretty weird, but it’s cool if you know where to hang out. You’ll get used to it."

You catch yourself staring at her again, and it takes a second to realize she’s looking at you now. "So, uh, you been working here long?" you ask, trying to sound casual, but slightly failing.

"Ugh that was not casual, do better." You mentally scold yourself.

She shrugs. "Pretty much all summer. It’s not so bad. Stan doesn’t pay much, but the tourists are good for a laugh, and I get to hang out with Soos."

“Yeah, hanging with Wendy’s pretty awesome!” Soos says, nodding enthusiastically. "Plus, there’s always something weird going on around here."

“Like what?” Dipper asks, becoming intrested in the conversation, eyes suddenly curious.

“Oh, you know,” Wendy says with a smirk, “fake monsters, creepy wax figures, Stan trying to trick people out of their money. Typical tourist trap stuff.”

You let out a laugh, before patting Dippers back as he looks adopts a crestfallen look at the news that there is nothing intresting.

As the conversation continues, Mabel starts asking Soos a thousand questions about the different “attractions” in the Mystery Shack.

Dipper begins grilling Wendy for more details about the strange things she’s seen around town, hoping to find something worth investigating. But you find yourself just kind of watching Wendy, noticing how easily she handles Dipper’s rapid-fire questions, and how there’s this effortless confidence in everything she does.

Wendy seems to notice you looking again, and before you can get too flustered, she grins. “Hey, if you ever need a break from your siblings, we’ve got a pretty sweet hangout spot out back,” she says, nodding toward the door that leads outside. "You seem chill, so you’re welcome to join anytime."

You feel yourself blush as your stomach does a weird flip, and you manage a smile. "Yeah, I might take you up on that."

“Nice.” Wendy leans back again, still holding your gaze for just a second longer than feels casual. "See you around, Y/N."

As she goes back to reading her comic book, Dipper and Mabel start bickering about something in the background, but all you can think about is how this summer might not be so bad after all if it means you get to hang out with Wendy.

"Hey what did I say free-loaders gets to work." Stan says interrupting your thoughts.

You look over to see what your siblings are doing. Dipper is sweeping the wooden floor with a broom, while Mabel is eyeing the souvenirs.

"Ooh!" Excalims Mabel in an excited voice as she reaches for large eyeball on display.

Which is quickly stopped when Stan slaps her hand with his werid 8-ball cane. "No touching the merchandise!"

You sigh still unsure of what to do next. Until you look over at Dipper who as you already knew he would be, once again in monologue mode.

You spend the rest of the day getting used to working at the Shack, hanging out with your siblings, and trying to figure out what to talk to Wendy about.

The next two days after that are spent doing the same thing as the day before only different is Wendy is off for the next two days.

"It looked like it was gonna be the same, boring routine all summer. Until one fateful day..."

You walk up next to Dipper, who is deep into thought, while sweeping and lightly nudge him to gain his attention. "Hey M.P., what's on your mind?"

Dipper, who is coming back from being lost in thought, glances at you. "There is something about off about this town. The local tales don't add up, the creepy feeling we get when we go into the woods. There is a mystery to solve here. I'm going to be the one to solve it."

You feel for Dipper, he has always been misunderstood. When he was a kid he was always made fun of, for his birthmark in the shape of the Big Dipper.

That's where his nickname "Dipper" came from. Even though he absolutely despises the nickname.

Ever since he was deemed Dipper. Nobody has taken him seriously since. Now all he wants to do is be taken seriously.

It's something that has always stuck with him. Pushing him to prove himself in anyway he can. Whether it's showing off how bright he is by always trying to solve any mystery that comes near him.

He dreams of being a detective or a scientist. Ideally a job that mixes both of those things.

That's why you call him by the nickname you made up-M.P. it stands for Mason Pines.

You remember the day you made it. You spent 2 hours trying to come up with a nickname he would actually enjoy.

There was little dip, dips, big dip, and D.P., which stood for Dipper Pines. Those were all thrown out the window when Dipper confided in you about how much he hates being called Dipper.

That's when you settled on calling him M.P. he loves it, and it quickly became your guys thing.

"Well, if there is a chance to spend time with you and solve a mystery, count me in! Mystery siblings?" You say with a laugh as you hold your hand out for a high-five.

Dipper laughs returning the high-fives. "Mystery siblings."

Mystery siblings was a group nickname Mabel came up to unite all of you.

When it was just two of them Mabel and Dipper, they were called the mystery twins. Mabel changed it to the mystery siblings when you joined them.

Solving mysteries was never a big passion of yours until you seen it was a chance to spend time with your siblings. Eventually it grew on you, and now you are as big of a mystery nerd as Dipper is.

Your train of thought is interrupted as you notice Mabel peeking through Stan-bobbleheads.

"He's looking at it! He's looking at it!" You are briefly confused about what Mabel is talking about until you notice how intensively Mabel is staring at a boy reading some kind of note.

"Huh? Sparkles, how did you rig it? We talked about this, you can't trick boys into dating you." You sigh remembering the last time she did this.

The three of you were going to see some kind of thriller movie, that was supposed to have romance for Mabel and mystery for Dipper.

The boy sat next to Mabel and she tried to make it seem like a date by watching him until he reached his hand into his popcorn and she did the same so they would hold hands.

Poor boy was so shocked he just got up and left in the middle of the movie.

"Whattt. All I asked was "Do you like me?" I only changed the answers to "Yes. Definitely. Absolutely!!! If he chooses yes then it was ment to be!"

Dipper groans as he sprays the water bottle on the counter. "Mabel, I know you're going through your whole "Boy Crazy" phase, but I think you're kind of overdoing it with the "crazy" part."

"What?!" Mabel exclaims before blowing a raspberry. "Come on, Dipper! This is our first summer away from home! It's my big chance to have an epic summer romance!"

"Yeah, but do you need to flirt with every guy you meet? Remember the greeting card boy, the boy from the beach, the mattress king?"

You all go silent as you you inwardly cringe as the memories. You love your sister, but man those moments were rough.

Flashback to Mabel with a boy near a greeting cards display. "My name is Mabel, but you can call me "The girl of your dreams." I'M JOKING! Ha ha ha ha ha!" She loudly laughs before she shoves him into the display.

Flashback to a boy holding a turtle standing on the bench. His peace was broken by Mabel jumping out from behind him."Oh my gosh, you like turtles? I like turtles too! What is happening here?" The boy looks like he is seconds from running away.

Flashback to the inside of a mattress store where a teenage boy is ringing a bell. "Come one, come all, to the Mattress Prince's kingdom of savings!"

Mabel, who for some reason did not learn from the beach boy. Pops her head out from a giant set of colorful balloons. Creepily whispering, "take me with you..."

"AHA!" The Mattress King screams before dropping the scepter and dropping to the floor.

You grimance as you come out of the memories. "Sparkles we live here, we can't avoid the Mystery Shack like we do the beach and the Mattress King store."

"Ha ha ha, mock all you want, siblings, but I got a good feeling about this summer. I wouldn't be surprised if the man of my dreams walked through that door right now."

You all quiet as the door suddenly opens, and Mabel waits with baited breath.

The door creaks as Stan walks through the museum door holding arrow signs and a Pitt Cola can. He burps, but it gets caught in his throat. "Oh! Oh, not good. Ow."

You and Dipper bust out laughing while Mabel groans. "Aww! Why?!"

"All right, all right, look alive, people. I need someone to go hammer up these signs in the spooky part of the forest." Stan says eyes shifting between everyone.

You quickly say "Not it!" Followed by the twins in unison. "Not it!"

Soos, always being a little late to the party, raises his hand while drilling a shelf. "Uh, also not it."

"Nobody asked you, Soos." Stan deadpans staring at Soos.

"I know, and I'm comfortable with that." Soos says before biting a chunk out of his hocolate bar, causing it to get all over his face.

Since everyone else has already rejected the offer, Stan's eyes land on Wendy. Who is leaning back on the stoll with her feet on the counter reading a comic book. "Wendy, I need you to put up this sign!"

Wendy fake reaches for the signs. "I would, but I, ugh, can't, ugh, reach it, ugh..."

You laugh at her carefree attitude. You aspire to be that level of carefree.

Stans rolls his eyes, clearly not enjoying everyones lack of initiative. "I'd fire all of you if I could. All right, let's make it... eenie, meenie, miney..." He finishes by pointing at Dipper. "you."

"Tough luck M.P." you finish with a pat on the back.

"Aw, what? Grunkle Stan, whenever I'm in those woods, I feel like I'm being watched."

Stan rubs his eyes, not waiting to hear Dipper's conspiracy theories on the woods of this town. "Ugh, this again."

"I'm telling you, something weird is going on in this town. Just today, my mosquito bites spelled out "BEWARE." Dipper rolls up his sleeve trying to prove that he is right.

You and Stan lean in to get a closer look.

"That says "BEWARB." Stan says lifting an eyebrow.

Dipper scratches his arm, looking away embarrassed.

You nudge Stan, "hey go easy on him, I can see it saying "BEWARE". He has two extra bites that's it."

To his credit Stan does continue talking in a more gentle tone. "Look, kid. The whole "monsters in the forest" thing is just local legend, drummed up by guys like me to sell merch to guys like that."

Stan nods his heads towards a sweaty man who laughs while looking at a Stan-bobblehead's head bobble.

"So quit being so paranoid!" Stan tosses the signs at Dipper, who in return let's out a defeated sigh.

You walk over to Dipper and put your arm around him, offering him a friendly smile. "Do you want me to go with you M.P.? I'll go if you don't feel safe we can brave the wood monsters together."

"No it's okay, Stan will find some way to tease me about it if you come with. Besides I will text you if I find something or need help." Dipper says, as he walks out thr door.

You sigh, leaning against the counter as you watch Dipper head out into the woods with a grumble and the signs under his arm. "I feel bad for Dipper, he is always getting stuck with the crappy tasks."

Wendy leans back in her chair, feet still propped up on the counter. "Eh, he’ll be fine. If anything, he’ll probably come back with some wild theory about forest monsters or something."

You chuckle, glancing over at her. "Probably. Knowing Dipper, he will find a long lost species."

She laughs, tossing the comic aside. "You’ve got him pegged." She stretches, letting out a yawn. "So, what about you? Not too bored hanging around here while your brother goes all conspiracy theory on the forest?"

"Nah, it's actually kind of fun." You grin. "Besides, I like getting to chill with you."

Wendy gives you a lazy smile, and you can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement being around her. "You know what?" she says, standing up. "Let’s ditch work for a bit. Stan won’t notice. I’ve got some snacks in the back, and we can sneak out to the roof. Best view of Gravity Falls up there."

The idea sounds tempting. You’re about to agree when your phone buzzes in your pocket. You pull it out and see a message from Dipper: “Come to the forest now. Found something HUGE.”

"Uh... rain check on that roof hangout?" you ask with a sheepish grin. "Looks like Dipper needs me."

Wendy raises an eyebrow. "Seriously? He’s probably just found a weird-shaped tree or something." But she waves you off with a smirk. "Go on, Mystery Sibling. I’ll be here when you get back."

You smile at her feeling a light blush starting to take over your cheeks at the thought of her wantimg to hang out with you. You wave goodbye as you head out the door. Once you get out of the door you let a groan at the thought of missing a chance to hang out with Wendy. You quickly shake it off, knowing Dipper needs you right now.

You head out, following the directions Dipper sent. After walking for a bit through the trees, you finally spot him crouching by an old, overgrown tree stump, a weathered book in his hands.

"Dipper?" you call out, jogging up to him. "What's going on? Are you okay?"

He looks up at you, eyes wide with excitement. "You won’t believe what I just found! This isn’t just any old book. It’s filled with all kinds of strange, unexplainable things about Gravity Falls!" He shows you the front cover, revealing a gold six-fingered left handprint with a number "3" written on its palm.

Your eyes widen as you scan the pages. "Whoa... Where did you find this?"

"Right here in the ground. It was buried under this old tree stump!" Dipper’s voice is shaking with excitement. "I knew something weird was going on in this town, and now we have proof!"

You glance around at the eerie surroundings, feeling a chill run down your spine. You always forget how creepy the woods feel until you are in the middle of them. "You’re right, M.P. This is definitely something bigger than just local legends. Great find!"

Dipper stands, clutching the journal to his chest. "With this journal, we can uncover the truth. And it looks like there’s more out there." He points to a numbered "3" on the cover. "This is just one of them."

A thrill runs through you. "So, what now?"

"You want to look through it." Dipper asks as he gestures towards a large tree.

You and Dipper sit down near the base of a large tree, with Dipper carefully holding the journal he found. The leather-bound book looks ancient, its pages yellowed with age. You watch as Dipper cautiously flips open the first page, revealing a simple inscription: "Property of--" followed by a mysterious eyeglass tucked inside.

"A monocle, who had this book a old time tv villain?" you ask, pointing at the eyeglass.

Dipper laughs as he picks it up and examines it for a moment, setting it aside before he starts flipping through the pages. "I don't know... but this journal looks really old."

As Dipper turns to the next page, he suddenly pauses and begins reading aloud, his voice lowering slightly in seriousness.

"It's hard to believe it's been six years since I began studying the strange and wondrous secrets of Gravity Falls, Oregon."

He flips through a few more pages, revealing sketches of floating eyeballs, giant vampire bats, and something that looks like a garden gnome.

You lean in closer. "Whoa, the author is an amazing artist."

“Look at this,” Dipper whispers, pointing to a drawing of some kind of giant sea monster. “It says there are creatures in the forest, the lake... even underground. I knew there was something weird about this town.”

You nod, leaning in to get a better look. “This is cool! You really think any of this stuff is real? I am rooting for the gnomes to be real. Little dudes with their pointy hats.”

“I don’t know yet,” Dipper admits, his voice filled with determination. “But this journal is proof that we’re not imagining things. And if this person was right about all these weird creatures... we need to figure out what else is out there.”

Dipper’s face lights up with excitement as he flips through more pages, finding entries about gnomes, mysterious symbols, and eerie landmarks around Gravity Falls.

Dipper's eyes widen as he continues to read, stopping on a page that catches both your attention. The words "TRUST NO ONE" are scrawled across the page in big, bold letters.

"Oh.... well..... that's.....concerning." You stumble over your words.

You feel a chill run down your spine as Dipper reads aloud again, "Unfortunately, my suspicions have been confirmed. I'm being watched. I must hide this book before He finds it. Remember – In Gravity Falls, there is no one you can trust."

You exchange a glance with Dipper, before you both look around the woods, both of you feeling the weight of those words.

"That's... kind of intense. Who is he and why is the author so scared of him?" You murmur, feeling a knot of unease in your stomach.

Dipper nods, closing the book briefly as if trying to process what he's just read. "This is bigger than I thought. There's definitely something strange going on here."

He opens the book again, flipping through more pages filled with cryptic notes and drawings. "Now, we solve the mystery. Together. Mystery Siblings, remember?"

You grin and hold out your hand for a high-five. "Mystery Siblings."

He slaps your hand with a grin, but before you can continue your investigation, a loud "Boo!" interrupts the moment.

You and Dipper jump in unison, both whipping around to see Mabel standing there, laughing hysterically. “Gotcha!” Mabel laughs, eyes sparkling with mischief. “What are you two up to out here? Ooh, is that a diary?” she teases.

"Mabel!" Dipper groans, clutching the journal protectively. "We're in the middle of something serious here!"

You laugh, your heart still racing from the scare. “Way to kill the moment, Sparkles.”

“Aw, come on, I just wanted to see what my favorite siblings were up to.” Mabel winks at you before trying to sneak a peek at the journal again. “What’s in there? Anything good?”

Dipper sighs but can’t help but crack a small smile. “It’s not a diary, Mabel. It’s... it’s a journal. And I think it’s got the answers to all the weird stuff that’s been happening around here.”

“Oooh, spooky! I like it!” Mabel says, leaning in to try and steal a better look.

"Here, you wanna see it Sparkles? Let her see it M.P." You nudge Dipper at his reluctants to hand the journal over.

"This is cool, look at this funky little thing." Mabel laughd as she points at the creature that looks like a stuffed animal shoved into a turtle.

After spending some time showing Mabel the journal, you all decide to head back to the Shack.

The three of you walk, the journal tucked safely under Dipper's arm. Wendy looks up from the counter, raising an eyebrow. "So? What’d you find? Another weird-shaped rock?"

"To his credit, that rock was shaped excatly like person. The way it was staring into the window from the woods was creepy. Especially since it was gone the next morning and nobody knew why." You lightly shudder at the memory.

"I scared the socks off of both them." Mabel giggles again at the memory.

"Nice. Wendy laughs, holding her hand out for a high five that Mabel eagerly returns.

Dipper smirks, holding up the journal. "Oh, way more than that."

Wendy shrugs, pretending not to be impressed, but you can tell she’s intrigued. "Well, you missed a pretty cool chill day on the roof. But I guess I’ll let it slide since you were busy helping your brother or whatever."

You laugh. "Maybe next time, Wendy."

"Next time, for sure," she says with a wink.

You feel your face heat up, despite trying to stop it. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Mabel glancing between you and Wendy, her grin growing wider by the second.

"Bye, Wendy! Talk to you later!" you say hurriedly, grabbing Mabel by the arm and rushing her inside before she can start talking.

"Sooooo, Wendy, huh?" Mabel cackles, nudging you repeatedly with her elbow.

You open your mouth to deny it, but before you can say anything, the doorbell rings.

The sound snaps Dipper out of his deep focus on the journal. "Who's that?" he asks, already closing the book.

"Well, time to spill the beans!" Mabel laughs, knocking over a literal can of beans on the table. "Boop. Beans. This girl's got a date! Woot woot!"

"I'm proud of you, but who is he, and where are you going so I can follow you guys?" you say, trying to be supportive but feeling that usual protective instinct kick in—especially now that you know the dangers that could be lurking around town.

"Let me get this straight: in the half hour I was gone, you already found a boyfriend?" Dipper asks incredulously.

"What can I say? I guess I'm just... IRRESISTIBLLLLE!" Mabel laughs, waving her arms wildly, her sweater sleeves flapping.

"Oh. Ew." You scrunch your face at the thought of someone getting close to your little sister. But before you can dwell on it, the doorbell rings twice more.

Mabel smiles, shouting, "Oh, coming!" as she bolts out of the room.

"Well, this could go horribly wrong," you sigh, sitting on the arm of the chair while Dipper plops into the armchair, pulling out the journal.

Before the two of you can dive into the mystery, Grunkle Stan walks in. "What'cha reading there, kiddos?"

"Oh!" Dipper jumps, quickly hiding the journal under the seat cushion and grabbing the first thing he sees. "Uh, just catching up on... Gold Chains for Old Men Magazine?"

You shake your head at how bad your brother is at covering his tracks.

Whether it was convincing enough or Stan just didn’t care was unclear. Knowing him, it was probably the latter. "That's a good issue," he says, unfazed.

Mabel returns with... a boy? Well, a questionable-looking boy. His pale skin, hair covering one eye, a visible fang, and red liquid smeared on his cheek give him a very unsettling vibe. He's limp, wearing a torn black hoodie.

"Hey, family! Say hello to my new boyfriend!" Mabel practically beams.

"Sup?" the boy croaks, lifting a weak hand.

"Hi?" "Hey..." "How's it hanging?" You, Dipper, and Stan respond in awkward unison.

"We met at the cemetery. He's really deep. Oh, little muscle there. That’s... what a surprise..." Mabel's practically drooling as she touches his arm.

Dipper narrows his eyes. "So, what's your name?"

The boy, sounding like he’s spoken maybe twice in his life, mutters, "Uh... Normal... MAN!"

"He means Norman," Mabel corrects with a happy sigh, staring up at him like he's the best thing since kittens in sweaters.

You tilt your head, studying Norman. "Does he? I feel like saying your name isn’t something you should need help with."

Mabel crosses her arms, adopting a defensive tone. "He's just shy, Y/N!"

Dipper, ever the skeptic, chimes in, "Are you bleeding, Norman?"

Norman wipes his cheek with his finger, then licks it. "It’s jam."

Ew.

"I love jam! Look. At. This!" Mabel squeals.

You shoot Dipper a side-eye. You feel bad for being so disapproving, especially seeing how excited Mabel is, but something about this guy feels off.

“So, you wanna go hold hands... or whatever?” Norman asks in a monotone voice.

Mabel giggles and grabs his hand. “Oh, oh my goodness. Don’t wait up!”

The three of you watch in silence as Norman points at you, then runs into the wall—multiple times—on his way out the door.

You can't help it, the disgust seeps into your voice. "Well, I hate him."

Dipper nudges your side, whispering, "I don’t trust him. There’s something about Norman that isn’t right. We need to consult the journal. Let’s go to our room."

“You find anything yet?” you ask, glancing up from where you're sitting, keeping an eye on Mabel and Norman from the window. Dipper is flipping through the journal on his bed.

“Weird vampire bat... no... gnomes... huh. Still nothing on Norman specifically,” Dipper mutters, scanning the pages.

You’ve been alternating between reading and watching Mabel and Norman. There’s no concrete evidence of nefarious intentions... just some mildly creepy hand-holding and running around.

Your mind wanders as you keep watch. You can’t help but think about Wendy. Maybe she’d be up for joining your mystery-solving adventures. Should you text her? Or just go downstairs and ask if she wants to hang out?

You glance out the window, watching Mabel and Norman run around, holding hands. Something about that guy makes you uneasy, but you try to shake it off. Besides, Dipper’s got the journal, and you trust him to keep an eye on things.

"Hey, I’m gonna go hang out with Wendy for a bit," you tell Dipper, ruffling his hair. "Text me if you find anything weird about Mabel’s new friend."

Dipper nods, already flipping through the journal. "I’ve got this. Just be ready if things get... strange."

You shoot him a reassuring smile before heading downstairs. You text Wendy on the way out: "Up for hanging out? I saw a chance to slip away."

Her reply comes almost instantly: "Meet me out back! I’ve got something fun to show you!"

Outside, you find Wendy lounging against a stack of crates, her usual laid-back grin on her face. "What’s up, Y/N? Need a break from sibling duty?"

"Nah, just saw a chance to make up for that hangout we missed." You grin at her.

Wendy laughs, stretching her arms. "So, what’s up with this guy? Seems like Mabel’s really into him."

"Yeah, she is. But... something’s off about him. Dipper and I are both suspicious, but—" you grin and shrug, "I figured this was my chance to get some time away and hang with you before things get really crazy."

"Smart move." Wendy smirks. "Let Dipper handle the weird boyfriend stuff while we chill."

The two of you start talking, letting the conversation flow. Wendy tells you about the strange tourists that stopped by the Shack earlier, and you share some of the bizarre things you've encountered in Gravity Falls so far. The weirdness of the town is just part of the charm, and you love it.

At one point, Wendy pulls out a slingshot and offers it to you. "Wanna see who can knock down more cans?"

You grin and take it. "You’re on."

Just as you’re about to take your shot, your phone buzzes. It’s a text from Dipper: "We’ve got a BIG problem. Norman’s not who we think. Get back here, quick!"

Your stomach drops, the fun of the moment evaporating. "Wendy, I gotta go. Something’s up with Mabel’s boyfriend."

Wendy gives you a thumbs-up. "No worries, dude. Go be the protective sibling."

You race back to the house, practically bursting through the door. Dipper is waiting, the journal open in his lap, looking more frantic than before. "You’re not going to believe this," he says, pointing to a page filled with drawings of vampires

You blink. "Wait, vampires? Norman’s a... vampire?"

Dipper nods. "Yeah, and Mabel’s out there with him right now. We have to go, now."

The two of you rush outside. "How are we going to get to her in time? She's in the middle of the woods!" You shout as the two of you are running.

Like the true angel she is Wendy drive up in a golf cart right on cue. "Wendy! Wendy, Wendy! I need to borrow the golf cart so we can save our sister from a zombie!" Dipper rushes out.

You smile sheepishly nodding along. "Try not to hit any pedestrians." Wendy smiles at you as she shoots you a wink tossing the keys to Dipper.

"Y/N get in!" You face bright red from Wendy winking at you that you didn't even notice that Dipper climbed into the driver seat.

You climb in and as the cart starts to drive out the Mystery Shack lot. Soos steps in front of the car."Dudes, it's me, Soos. This is for the zombies."

"Thank you?" You question as Soos hands you a shovel. "And this is in case you see a piñata."

Dipper takes the offered baseball bat. "Uh... Thanks?"

"Better safe than sorry!" You hear Soos shout as the two of you speed off into the woods.

"Stupid golf cart! Why can't this thing go faster!" You yell in frustration. That frustration only building when you hear Mabel scream for help in the distance.

"Hold on!" Dipper yells back. The two of you can only hope that Mabel will he okay until you get there.

You examin your surroundings as you anxiously wait as Dipper drives down a deep underground tunnel to the gnomes' hideout.

You both grunt angryly as you guys see the gnomes trying to pin down Mabel.

"The more you struggle, the more awkward this is gonna be for everybody! Just, ha ha, okay. Get her arm there, Steve!" The gnome that seems to be in charge instructs.

"Let go of me!" Mabel yells, not giving up the fight as she punches Steve off of her sleeve.

Steve , who in turn bounces around, then stand upright and pukes out a rainbow.

"Hey jerk! Time for a lesson in consent!" You yell as you take your shovel and swing it straight into the leaders face."

"OWWW" He yells in return, holding hid face as he lays on the ground.

"Guys norman turned out to be a bunch of gnomes! And they're total jerks!" Mabel says, relieved that you guys showed up, but still being overrun by gnomes.

"Hair. Hair. Hair." The gnomes creepily chant as they pull Mabels hair.

"Gnomes? Huh, I was way off." Dipper questions as he takes the journal out of his vest and finds the page about gnomes.

"Gnomes: little men of the Gravity Falls Forest. Weaknesses: unknown."

The leader who has finally gotten back, but is still holding his face. " Oh! Ha ha, hey there! Um, you know, this is all really just a big misunderstanding. You see, your sister's not in danger. She's just marrying all one thousand of us and becoming our gnome queen for all eternity! Isn't that right, honey?"

Mabel who is getting outraged at this point. "You guys are butt-faces!" She manages to say before they muffle her. "Mmmm-MMMMM!"

You and Dipper take a defensive stance. "Give her back right now, or else!" Dipper threatens pointing the baseball bat at them.

The gnome cackles. "You think you can stop us, boy? You have no idea what we're capable of. The gnomes are a powerful race! Do not trifle with the—"

You are starting to get agitated. "Alright that's enough of you." You pick the gnome up and toss him in the air before hitting him off into the distance.

As you handle the leader, Dipper unties Mabel. "Yah!" She celebrates when she gets up by kicking the gnomes away.

"To the cart, to the cart!" Dipper yells as the three of you get into the cart. "Seatbelts." Dipper says as he peels out of the gnome cave.

Mabel who keep glances back to the gnome cave. "Hurry, before they come after us!"

Dipper laughs "I wouldn't worry about it. See their little legs? Those suckers are tiny!" That laughter is cut short when you all hear a stomping sound.

"Well bad news is they don't look too small now." You point towards the giant stacked gnome monster standing behind the cart.

"Dang." Mabel says staring at the gnome monster.

"All right, teamwork, guys. Like we practiced." You look up at the top of the gnome monster, where the leader stands, moving the gnome hats like he is controlling them.

"Move, MOVE!" Mabel shouts causing Dipper to slam on the gas just in time as the gnomes smash their arm down and it breaks. The Gnomes run frantically back into position forming an arm again.

"Come back with our queen!" The monster yells again.

You yell in disgust. "You touch my sister again, and you can kiss the shovel."

The thunderous sounds of the gnome monster get closer. "It's getting closer, and it's throwing gnomes!" Mabel shouts, leaning away as the gnomes make contact with the cart.

You all start defending the cart as the gnomes begin chewing on it. You’re smacking them with the shovel, Dipper is focusing on driving, and Mabel smashes her elbow into a gnome’s face, causing it to fall off.

You react as a gnome jumps in front of you and onto Dipper, who grabs it and slams it into the steering wheel in annoyance.

"Shmebulock..." the gnome cries out in pain before falling out of the cart.

You breathe a sigh of relief that Dipper is okay until another gnome jumps onto the cart and claws Dipper's face.

"I'll save you, Dipper!" Mabel yells before punching Dipper in the face three times. You grab her hand, stopping her from hitting him again, and thankfully, the gnome and Dipper's hat fall off.

Dipper looks a little worse for wear but not too bad, just mostly dazed. "Thanks, Mabel and Y/N."

Mabel smiles, clearly proud of herself. "Don't mention it."

The moment is ruined when the gnome giant picks up a tree and throws it. All three of you scream as the cart spins in circles before tipping over in front of the Mystery Shack.

"Are you guys okay?" you ask, checking them over as you climb out of the cart.

The three of you stand together, ready to fight, with you and Dipper readying your weapons.

"Stay back, man!" Dipper tries to throw the baseball, but the giant punches it mid-air.

They scream as they grab onto you. You can't let them get hurt.

"Uh, where's Grunkle Stan?!" Dipper yells, hoping your Grunkle would hear him.

"It's the end of the line, kids! Mabel, marry us before we do something crazy!" the leader gnome declares.

"I'd like to see you try. I'll go down swinging before I let you touch either of my siblings!" you yell, swinging the shovel and hitting the gnomes that got a little too close for your comfort.

Dipper goes to pull the journal out as Mabel steps away from the hug. "I gotta do it."

"What?!" you and Dipper yell at the same time.

"Mabel, don't do this! Are you crazy?" Dipper says, begging her.

"I can't let you do this, Sparkles. I will fight every one of them before I let you go with them," you say, glaring at the gnomes, grip tightening on the shovel.

Mabel turns and looks you both in the eyes, with a pleading face. "Trust me."

You and Dipper share a silent glance. "What?" Dipper asks, speaking for both of you.

Mabel's eyes shift between yours and Dipper's. "Guys, just this once. Trust me!"

Part of you wants to run at the monster swinging, not caring what happens to you if it means your siblings have a chance to escape. The other part wants to trust Mabel and believe that she has a plan.

Dipper, seemingly in the same boat, glances at the gnomes, then at Mabel, before backing away.

You sigh, "Please just be safe. I will never forgive myself if I lose you." You back away and stand next to Dipper.

Mabel smiles for a moment, glad you both decided to trust her, but her face slips back into a serious expression. "All right, Jeff. I'll marry you."

Jeff happily shouts and does a little jig before climbing down the monster. "Hot dog! Help me down there, Jason. Thanks, Andy! All right, left foot, there we go, watch those fingers, Mike." He smiles and pulls out a diamond ring. "Ehh? Ehh?"

Mabel, to her part, has a charmed expression on her face as she holds out her hand, allowing Jeff to put the ring on her finger.

Jeff turns to leave. "Bada-bing, bada-bam! Now let's get you back into the forest, honey!"

"You may now kiss the bride!" Mabel says with a smile, staring at her ring.

Jeff stops dead in his tracks and turns around. "Well, don't mind if I do."

As he leans in for a kiss, Mabel leans backward and turns on the leaf-blower behind her. She aims it at Jeff to pull him into the suction.

Jeff yelps as he starts getting pulled forward. "Ah! Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

You, Dipper, and the gnomes gasp in surprised shock. "Whoa, whoa! Wh-what's going on?!" Jeff yells as half of his body gets sucked into the leaf-blower.

Mabel's fake happy expression melts away, and an angry one forms. "That's for lying to me!" She yells as she increases the suction power. "THAT'S for breaking my heart!"

"Ow! My face!" Jeff yelps as he gets sucked in further.

"And THIS is for messing with my siblings!" Mabel aims the leaf-blower at the gnome monster before looking at you and Dipper. "Wanna do the honors?"

You and Dipper smile as you both reach to grab the lever. "On three!" Dipper says, getting excited to use the leaf-blower.

The three of you start to count. "One, two, three!" You all hit the button, causing Jeff to shoot straight at the monster at top speed. This direct hit causes the gnomes to explode, sending them flying in every direction.

You can vaguely hear Jeff yell as he goes flying. "I-I-I'LL GET YOU BACK FOR THI-I-IS...!!!"

You all watch as the other gnomes scream when they fall, looking more confused than threatening.

"Who's giving orders? I need orders!" "My arms are tired," the various gnomes complain as they stare at you guys.

Dipper smiles and laughs as Mabel moves the leaf-blower back and forth, blowing gnomes as they retreat into the woods. "Anyone else want some?"

One gnome, for some reason, runs off on all fours but gets caught in a six-pack holder. The gnome tips over until Gompers runs up and grabs the gnome, carrying it off. "Baa-aah-aah," the gnome screams as he gets carried away.

"Eh, I'm sure he’ll be fine. Probably. Come on, let's go inside," you shrug as the gnome screams, getting carried away.

Mabel's voice stops you guys as you turn to walk inside. "Hey, guys? I, um...I'm sorry for ignoring your advice. You really were just looking out for me." She sheepishly stares at the ground.

"Oh, don't be like that. You saved our butts back there." Dipper waves her off.

You walk over and rub her back. "Yeah, you didn’t know, Sparkles. That's not your fault."

Mabel sighs. "I guess I'm just sad that my first boyfriend turned out to be a bunch of gnomes."

"Look on the bright side. Maybe the next one will be a vampire!" Dipper says, trying to make Mabel feel better.

"Oooo, or maybe a merman!" you say, knowing Mabel loves mermen.

Mabel slaps your arm. "O.M.G yes!"

Dipper walks closer to the two of you. "Awkward sibling hug?"

You and Mabel smile at each other, then at Dipper. "Awkward sibling hug," you both agree.

"Pat, pat." You all say, patting each other on the back during the hug. Just as you start to pull away, you pick them both up and spin.

"Y/N!" they both squeal.

"Nope, we almost died. You guys don’t get a choice." You laugh as you put them down.

The three of you walk into the Mystery Shack's gift shop, Dipper closing the door with his foot. You all stop as you see Stan sorting a wad of dollar bills.

Stan glances over at you guys before laughing. "Yeesh. You two get hit by a bus or something? A-hah!"

The three of you look at each other before walking away.

Stan stops you before you can get too far. "Uh, hey! W-wouldn't you know it? Um, I accidentally overstocked some inventory, so, uh... how's about each of you take one item from the gift shop? On the house, y'know?"

Mabel gets a big smile on her face, getting excited. "Really?"

You and Dipper cross your arms, both skeptical of this newfound generosity. "What's the catch?" Dipper speaks first.

Stan rolls his eyes. "The catch is, do it before I change my mind. Now take something." He elbows the cash register open.

The three of you look around the Mystery Shack. You loop around the Shack a few times, trying to find something. Nothing really stands out to you until you hear a faint tune playing.

You look around, confused as to what’s playing such a haunting melody. There’s nothing here that does that, aside from a fake chupacabra doll that fake roars and growls.

You keep walking until the sound gets faintly louder. You come across a box stuck before a bunch of shelves. You yank it out, coughing as a bunch of dust flies into your face. You wave away the dust as you move the papers out of the box.

It's a really old music box, but it’s not playing music anymore. That's weird—it was playing music until you moved the paper. You put the paper back over it, but it still doesn’t start playing music again.

Huh. Well, this is coming home with me, you snicker as you pick out your item.

You walk over to see what your siblings picked out. Dipper has a blue pine tree hat on, and Mabel is staring into a box.

Mabel lets out an excited shout before she reaches into the box. "And I will have a... GRAPPLING HOOK! Yes!"

Stan, Dipper, and you all glance at each other before Stan asks, confused, "Wouldn't she rather have, like... a doll or something?"

You laugh as Mabel fires the grappling hook up at the ceiling. It catches, and she pulls herself up, shouting, "GRAPPLING HOOK!"

You shrug. "Mabel has wanted a grappling hook since she was six and saw one on TV."

Stan chuckles as the three of you watch Mabel dangle from the ceiling. "Fair enough!"

"Alright, let's see if we can use it from the roof!" you call to Mabel as she drops down, and the three of you race upstairs.

The rest of the day is spent shooting the grappling hook out the window.

Later, the three of you move on to your own activities. You mindlessly scroll on your phone, bored. You stop and glance over to see what your siblings are up to. Dipper is writing in the journal with his "monologue face," while Mabel jumps on her bed, laughing.

"This journal told me there was no one in Gravity Falls I could trust." You smile at Dipper when he glances at you and Mabel. "But when you battle a hundred gnomes side-by-side with people, you realize that they've probably always got your back."

You laugh as Mabel shoots the grappling hook, then reels it back with a stuffed animal attached.

Dipper closes the journal. "Hey, Mabel, could you get the light?"

"Wait, M.P., maybe that's not a good—" You're interrupted by Mabel yelling, "I'm on it!"

You flinch as the grappling hook shatters the window, knocking the lantern out. "It worked!"

The three of you laugh. "These grappling hooks..." Mabel laughs, staring appreciatively at the grappling hook. You look over to see Dipper’s "monologue face."

"Our uncle told us there was nothing strange about this town. But who knows what other secrets are waiting to be unlocked?"

You sigh as you lay back. You can't wait to see how the rest of this summer goes. Knowing your siblings, it's going to be amazing.

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