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It's a regular day in Gravity Falls, the birds are gulping down bits of food left by park goers and the weirdest organisms you can think of are hanging about in random parts of this town, though its residents seemed accustomed to it by now.
In the forest sits a shack selling lame merchandise for quick bucks and showing creatures that don't even make sense, but the tourists seem to dig it, so who are we to judge how they make fast money? The shack is called the Mystery Shack, currently owned by a guy named Soos Ramirez.
It is working hours, which means it is quite a busy day for the two workers. There were meant to be three, but the red-headed employee named Wendy called in sick and couldn’t make it to today’s shift, though it’s suspected that was an obvious lie given how often she does that to skip work.
Our workers of the day are a blondie named Bill who has fake enthusiasm but real charm to make the customers amused with his jokes, and a jet-black-haired girl known as Honoka who seems delighted to be working in this dingy little shack despite it not being an ideal place to work for anyone.
Bill is giving out tours of the oh-so-fascinating attractions that are totally not just glued on parts of animals stuck together with another animal's horns and flimsy objects you could find at a dumpster near a craft shop.
“And here we have the Platy-corn! A reason why animals shouldn't interbreed unless you want this ugly thing roaming around your yard and playing rave music loud enough to make your ears bleed.”
Bill dramatized in an exaggerated way, but the customers seemed to love the way he would make things extra given the way they let out a few chuckles at his words.
Honoka, on the other hand, was at the gift shop’s cashier whenever the tourists wanted to buy a T-shirt or complimentary hat from the Mystery Shack. They’d enter from the right and look around to see what wacky items they could get for a high price since these things weren’t cheap.
The shack was starting to become full of customers, so they had to close up in order not to let anyone else in, or they’d be overwhelmed by the amount of people the two would have to tend to and clean up after they closed up.
After multiple hours of having to give out tours, tending the gift shop, and dealing with customers who wanted refunds but couldn’t get any due to the no refund policy, the shack was closed for the day. Leaving the two workers in relief after such a busy day dealing with rowdy tourists and messes made by children who didn’t know any better or were doing it to make their jobs harder.
“Finally, those stupid meatbags are gone! Who the hell even believes that dogs and mermaids can even become one? Just because cowls exist doesn’t mean that suddenly everything can become combined into one gross living thing”
Bill complained while cleaning a spilled drink from an earlier incident that happened during the day.
“Well, the tourists believe what they wish to believe, so if merdogs exist in their world, then let them think that. Plus, anything is possible in this world, so why couldn’t that be too?”
“That is the optimistic thing you've said… Eugh you need to live in reality, Jellyfish.”
Honoka’s smile turned into a frown for a second before she brushed off the comment like she would usually do when dealing with Bill’s remarks about anything and anyone.
“Mr. Cipher, I know merdogs don’t exist, but if it makes us money, then who are we to question what creatures Soos makes in order to bring customers in?”
The blonde rolled his eyes at what Honoka said as she was the one getting paid while he was forced into labor by a mole-rat-looking guy who said the word dude in every other sentence. He hated this dull shack and everyone else living there.
“We? I don't get paid shit in this stupid cabin, which means I’m forced to not be able to spend loads of cash on anything I want like what I did when I was a god.”
Honoka simply shrugged before turning back to counting the cash in her hand.
“Well, isn't it nice just to see people happy?”
“These dumb wads of nerves would never make me feel joy. I just want to see them in pain once I finally get my status of being unstoppable again.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working on not wanting to become a vile overlord in ther-”
“Okay and? Those stupid sessions aren’t going to stop me from wanting to become an all-powerful god!”
Bill exclaimed, then went back to clean the now already spotless floor though Honoka chose not to tell him that he was just cleaning the same spot over and over again, choosing instead to remain silent and leave him to his thoughts as a good person should do whenever someone seems upset.
She’ll wait till he’s ready to talk and if he doesn’t, then that’s not her business. Plus, there’s some things Soos needs some help within the house, so she’ll do that right after she’s done counting the money they got for today.