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You jumped off the bus, your twin sister behind you. Both of you clutched your bags, confused at where you were dropped off. Every other year, when you were dropped off back at Gravity Falls to spend a year with your father, you were left at Greasy's Diner. Not the...Mystery Hack?
"Where are we?" Your twin asked, seemingly reading your thoughts. "I...don't know, Angel..." You said, looking at her. Angel and you looked alike - same hair, same skin tone, same birthmark. The only differences - your eye colors, and your personalities. Angel was the social, popular, fashionista. You? The socially awkward, clumsy, smart one. That's why she had a pink sparkly suitcase and you had a dull blue backpack holding your minor possessions.
Shrugging, you both went inside, Angel struggling to roll her suitcase while you easily walked away. "Ugh!" Angel yelled. "Heh, I told a backpack was easier." You smirked, facing your twin. "Yeah! But I didnt think we'd be placed in some dump!" You rolled your eyes, before facing the "hack". "It's not a dump. I think it looks amazing!"
"Says Miss 'Im-just-gonna-read-all-day-and-see-no-natural-sunlight-in-hours'"
"Uh, your the one who doesn't see natural sunlight, Miss 'Im-always-at-the-mall-maxing-out-moms-credit-cards'"
"Bookworm."
"Barbie."
You smirked, knowing your sister hated with a deep passion when you called her barbie. You ran inside the shack before you got pumbled by her. But of course, as clumsy as you are, you run into a brunette holding multiple sweaters in her hands. "I-Im so s-sorry!" You stuttered. You helped her up, and quickly started picking up sweaters, stacking them in a pile before walking off, a bright red blush on your face.
Suddenly, the doors swung open. "(Y/N)!!!!!!!!"
Oh, no, I'm dead.
You turned to see a really angry Angel, her long (H/C) hair swaying around her purple skirt. Wide eyed, you backed into a post card rack as your twin stomped at you. "(F/N)(Full name. Some people have nicknames, people[like me]. Carry on.) (M/N), you are so dead."
You ran. Angel flicked off her white heels and chased you around the almost empty Mystery Shack. You were wearing your everyday, worn, lucky (F/C) high tops. Sadly, they weren't very lucky as you tripped, falling face first into someone. Blushing a bright red, you scrambled up, embarrassed and scared as your twin stepped over the kid and right where you were, corned.
"Why are y-you so t-d off? I j-just called you a b-barbie?!" You questioned, realizing there was four others in the room, besides you and your sibling.
"Exactly, bookworm. And I said the last time that the next time you said that to me, I was gonn-" Suddenly, her phone rang. "Hi, Daddy~!" She practically sang, changing her voice fast. You took your chance to wiggle out of the corner and out of the shack, four pairs of eyes following you the whole time.
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You and your, still pretty angry twin, waited at Greasy's Diner, after asking a red-head who worked at the shack were you two had made a scene.
Your father had called Angel, and told you both to wait at Greasy's Diner. So, you both waited in silence, only talking when Lazy Susan asked if you wanted a refill to your drinks. You stared out the window, listening to (F/S) through your light blue and white earbuds.
Suddenly, you got nervous as you saw him outside. There was your one and only, blonde father.
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"Welcome home kids!" Your father said in his cheerful voice. Angel was super excited to see her father, but you weren't. No, you knew who your father really was, but Angel didn't. She loved her father, but you got nervous whenever you were in the same house.
You shot straight for your room on the second floor, one which you didn't have to share with your scary sister.
Yeah, she was popular and nice, but you mess with her and she will kill you.
You ploped down on your (F/C) bed set, sighing. Suddenly, you had an idea. Grabbing your gold journal, you ran down the stairs and past your father. "Gonna go explore and stuff. I'll be back for dinner byyyyyye!" You yelled, running out the door and into the woods surrounding your cottage house thing. Yeah, just about every other year you were in Gravity Falls, but you barely knew anyone there. Angel knew just about everyone!
Sometimes, you envied your sisters social skills. Sometimes, you hated your sister for her popularity and for always embarrassing you in public. And sometimes, you could never be separated from your sister, because she's just about all you have....
Alright, enough with the mushy sister stuff. You ran into the woods, looking around how everything had changed in the years. Suddenly, you accidentally ran into a group of gnomes. Ugh, great. Gotta leave befor- "(Y/N)! I haven't seen you in ages! Literally! What are you now? 11? 23?"
"Jeff! I'm, uh, 12, and uh, I need to, um, go..."
"Before you go, tell Angela-" "Angel" "-that were still waiting for her~" You wanted to puke and respond 'Angel will never come back to you little creeps.' But instead, you faked a smile and responded a simple "I'll tell her!" Before walking away calmly, before running away.
Once you were sure you were away from the creeps, you walked slower, and looked around the forest you always loved.