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You were out on the bus to gravity falls with both Mable and Dipper fallen asleep, and Mable starting to drool on you shoulder. At least you haven't felt the chomp of her braces. You thought.
Okay maybe we should probably start from the beginning.
Mom and Dad thought it would be a good idea to send us into the nature, instead of playing video games and having sleep overs in California. So they decided to send you and the twins to a place in Oregon named Gravity falls where a supposed great uncle lived...think his name was Stanford. Dipper complained a little, Mabel screamed in utter disbelief that we had a great uncle and (at the time) you didn't really think much of it. That was until Dipper had made the comment that non of us had met the guy, which I kinda had to agree. Until... well I'll just replay the conversation.
Start Conversation before going to Gravity falls
Dipper - "Why do we have to go to Gravity falls?"
Mom - "Because we don't want you stuck at home doing nothing."
Dipper - "Yeah but we haven't even met Great uncle Stanford before."
Dad - "That's true, but (Y/n) has met him."
(Y/n) - "Ahhh Dad, I've never met him before."
Dad - "Course you have, it was only a few years ago."
(Y/n) - "Dad, how old was I at the time of meeting great uncle Stanford?"
Dad - "I think you were about 7 years old."
(Y/n) - "Dad, I'M 16 I'M NOT GOING TO REMEMBER SOMEONE I MET 9 YEARS AGO!"
(A/N: I'd like to point out that I have personally have had this conversation with my parents, that I met a relative at a really young age and my parents said it only a few years ago. Let me tell you readers, I didn't see that relative for at least 7 years.)
End Conversation before going to Gravity falls
And that brings us up to speed to what's happening now. As we pass the sign that says welcome to Gravity falls, you could feel a strange heat blow over yourself and wrap you in a bubble. You over look at the twins to make sure that they're ok, they didn't even stir. So you just went back to looking out the window. However you got this strange feeling that of being watched. You look around the bus, the only people that there though were you, the bus driver and the twins, but still couldn't shake off that feeling of being watched.
You looked out the window and passed a couple of birch trees, as you pass them however a few random words pop up into your head. And about 4 (well at least you think it was four) names.
'Eye'
'Triangle'
'Axolotl'
'Bill Cipher'
'Stanford Filbrick Pines'
'Stanley Pines'
"Last stop Gravity falls." The bus driver said over the speaker, bringing you out of your daze. You look over at the twins that were still sleeping, Mabel had slobbered your jacket and Dipper was showing his stomach. That's when you got a great idea. You whispered into her ear, "Mabel, Dipper is bedazzling your bag without you."
"What?! No one bedazzles something without -huh?!" You just chuckled at her expression, it was a mix of 'What did you that for?,' and 'I'm going to murder you'. "You can hate me later, but I need some help waking up Dippin-dot," you say pointing to you sleeping brother. And in return you received the cutest evil smile in history, in which both of you pounced on your brother and tickled away, making your sibling awaken from his slumber giggling. You grab all your bags down from the over head areas, giving them to people they belonged to, before grabbing your own and the bus stopping in-front of crazy attraction called the 'Mystery hack'. But you found a giant ‘S’ on the ground and realised it was called the ‘Mystery Shack’. At least we're at the right place, Mom and Dad said that Stan runs a tourist trap called the Mystery Shack.
Anyway you all waved the bus good bye and began your walk towards the Shack. Once arriving with your bags in tow you see a man out front with a fez that had an odd symbol on it, a pair of glasses with an eye patch over one of the lenses, a daggy suit with a red bow tie, black shoes and a walking stick with an 8 ball acting like a handle. Yep Dad was right about uncle Stan being a crack pot and Mom was right about him having no fashion sense. As the crowd dispersed from the front (with much less money in their wallets now than when they went in with) the "crack pot" comes over. He’ll either to greet us, or try to take our money. You thought.
"So kids, what brings you to the Mystery Shack? A bunch of tales that put you on the edge of your sit or Mr. Mystery himself?" You were right the second time.
"Has it been that long you can't remember me Stan?" You ask Stan which your cheekiest grin. His eyes widen and face palms himself in the face (obviously). "Ugh, I didn't think it was today... sorry (Y/n) I didn't recognise you. You've changed a lot in only a few years."
"Stan how old was I when I last saw you?" You asked.
"Well, I believe you were only 7 years old." He replied.
"Stan, I'm 16 years old." You sigh rubbing the bridge of your nose, as it was the same conversation you had with your parents before the summer beginning of summer.
(A/n: This also happened when I re-met this particular family member.)
"Anyway," your uncle began, "Whose these two young people standing next to ya?"
"Hi I'm Mable I like ice-cream unicorns glitter sweaters..." soon you ignore the conversation, being the older sister means you've heard this kind of conversation over a million times. Eventually your eyes glaze over the forest around the shack, in which was a lot of thick pine trees. But in the distance you thought you saw a flash of yellow in shape of a triangle. But you soon brought your attention back to the conversation, thinking it was about time to allow Dipper a chance to speak soon.
"...puppies people ponies prin-mmmh." Yep long enough. You thought as you brought your hand over Mabel's mouth
"Okay Mable, I think Dipper should have a turn to speak." You say to Mable, who in turn just nodded and Stan just smirking.
"H-hi, my names Dipper, I like science and the unknown."
"Ah, so we have the family protecter and a science nerd." Stan said rolling his eyes when he said nerd. "Hey," you begin, "what's wrong with begin a nerd?"
"So (Y/n) are trying to say your a nerd?" Stan says skeptically.
"Not really, I would say I've got smarts and wit, but also believe that family is important no matter what." You fire back at Stan, your not going to let Dipper be bullied by anyone, especially by family. To which Stan back off not continuing the conversation, "Ahh," Mable begins before the atmosphere gets too heavy, "Great uncle...you know what that's too long, can we call you Grunkle Stan instead?"
"Grunkle? Grunkle. Yeah has a nice ring to it. From now on call me Grunkle Stan and follow me into the shack." To which Mable cheered and we all followed Stanford into the run down shack that you'll call home for the summer.
After Mable, Dipper and yourself got into the attic and set up for the summer (you got your own room your just being a good big sister by helping the twins), you asked Dipper to explore the Shack and by no means go outside. He asked why and told him that you needed to talk to Mable about serious girl stuff, which was true, because Dad told Dipper what happens to boys as they grow up before we left, but Mom thought it was better for me to tell Mable instead of her. So he left the room without saying another word.
"So what's up (Y/n)? Are you going to tell me you like someone?" Mable said with full excitement. "Oh I wish, but Mom wanted me to tell you what could happen this summer."
"Is it about Puberty? Pooberty ha I'm so funny."
"Yeah, you could link it to that." You say sitting on Mabel's bed. "So mom thinks this is going to happen because it happened around this time at my and her age. But every girl is different."
"So I can start puberty early?" She asked with a shin in her eyes.
You just sighed, this is going to be harder than I thought. "Mable, you know that particular day when I have a bucket of ice-cream to myself in my room and I tell everyone to stay away from me, not to touch me etc etc, around last year?"
"Yeahhh?" Mable says with a questioning look.
"Well...you see gir- wait" you say as a person outside catches your attention. Don't be Dipper, or I'll kill him...not literally. It was Dipper and he was running into the forest with a teenaged girl, maybe a year older or two than you, with red hair. God I tell him not to go outside and he does the complete opposite. "Sorry Mable, but I need to go after your brother. Can you help me?"
She nodded. "Of course, we need to make sure sir Dippin sauce doesn't get lost after all." You then nod back and race down the stairs going into the forest, passing Grunkle Stan (who you'll have a word with later) and a giant, hairless, gopher with a green, question mark t-shirt.
Mable ran ahead and before you could stop her, you tripped and fell, badly hurting the front of your leg. However, you didn't have time to scream though, as you kept tumbling until your back hit a tree, hard, taking some wind from your lungs. You just stayed there, eyes closed and taking in huge amounts of air, while trying to disassociate yourself from the pain.
Eventually you were able to open your eyes, you looked around as much as you could. You couldn't see the shack. You looked at your wounds your hands were fine, a couple scratches here and there, but what got you shocked was your right leg. From your knee to your ankle, everything was bloody but luckily it wasn't cut open, just badly grazed. You tried to get up but the pain was just too much. You used your jacket that you wore, ripping pieces off it to make a temporary bandage. You then looked around for something to support you, the trees were too far apart and none of the branches close to you were the height that you needed nor study enough to support your weight on.
The sun was starting to set and it was getting a little chilly, you knew this could be the end, with the creatures of the night soon to come and your bad leg, you wouldn't be able to run. You were stuck. You wanted to scream, yell, do anything to help you get away from that place. Instead you let your silent tears roll down your cheeks and placed your head on your good knee. Soon you heard a twig right in front of you 'snap', slowly you lift your head from your knee to see very odd man.
He wore tuxedo with the colour scheme yellow, white and black. He had black gloves, boots, pants and his sleeves were black, wore a white under shirt and a yellow tail coat with a brick pattern on it. Half his hair was black, the other a yellow and upon his head was a...floating...top hat. He had a cat like pupil and the eye (that could be seen) was gold. The other was covered by his hair, but you swore you sore something special about it. And he seemed a little familiar.
You just looked at him in gratitude, fear and curiosity. You wanted to ask if he could help you, but before you could say anything the words that you heard on the bus, rushed into your head once more, only this time more frantically.
"Run."
"Hide."
"Get out there."
"Triangle."
"Evil."
"Danger."
"Bill Cipher."
"It would seem you already know who I am." The guy in front of you said with an odd grin. "P-pardon?" You asked frightened of what was going on. The words seemed to speak only louder and faster as the seconds flew by, but the faster they came the more painful it was to bear. You looked at man, he seemed to hold a look of concern. You only said two words before the world turned dizzy.
"Help...me."
And before you blacked out and hit (what you amused was) the ground, you heard the man speak again.
"Of course, my dear cherry blossom."
You were going ask he meant but the world turned black before you even had the chance.