Hey so as my first fanfic I'm doing a Gravity Falls fic and I hope I'm good. It's a Dipifica fic so don't read if you don't like the fic.
FYI this is after Northwest Mansion Noir but all of the events of Not What He Seems don't exist here, including the part with McGucket at the end.
Read & Review, I hope you like it.
-IC
Gravity Falls: A Trial Run
Chapter 1: A Town Full Of Crazy
Hi, welcome to Gravity Falls. A strange place filled with very strange creatures that you wonder if have intelligence. Oh and there are some monsters in the woods around the town. If you've found this then I'm probably dead, either from old age years from now, or one of those monsters I mentioned killed me. Either way you probably also have a journal labeled 3 with a 6 fingered hand on the cover. This was written by 'the author' who I will refer to as such as I do not yet have his name. He also wrote 2 which a little devil child (Not literally, devils are triangle shaped) had, I can't find it but I will eventually. Presumably he also wrote a book called 1. I hope I will eventually get those, they'd help me solve the mysteries of this strange town. And for all I know as of writing this I may eventually get them and you have them. But enough about that. I'm going to use this to document anything I find around the town that isn't in 3. And unless I find another journal written by the author, this will be called 4.
I stop writing, I'd like to write more of course but my inspiration is all dried up. I sigh and return to the ever useful yet slightly pointless act of attempting to memorize every single bit of the Journal, black light writing included.
"Diiiiiper" Mabel calls out. I sigh and reply.
"What is it?"
"Come down, there's something we want to show you." Laughter follows, it's probably something demeaning done to Waddles, well, I've got nothing better to do so I'll go down and see what it is. I slide the journal to it's resting place in my jacket pocket.
I walk down the stairs and hear giggling but don't see anything. I do a quick 360 to see everything but I can't find them, I walk into the gift shop and see Grunkle Stan behind the bar with his fingers in his ears.
"What are you... Oh shit" I turn around and end up seeing a very scary sight, 4 girls climbing out from behind chairs and such with guns, sunglasses, and devilish grins "Son of a bitch" I run for cover and end up getting hit in my ear and lower back. I push over an almost empty table and let the object, a box of souvenir t-shirts hit the ground.
I lean down, trying to ignore the instinct to look up and check for danger. The shots sting but they were only airsoft pellets. I swing my hand above the table and then bring it back down, a shot goes off about a foot from where my hand was, that means someone has bad aim. It seems they've realized it too as there's some movement like they're getting someone else into the front position and I move as silently as I can over to the wall right by the doorway, listening for the movement to settle. They're looking for when I'll move. I smile at my own quick thinking.
I slide my phone out and type a quick text to Soos to come to the Mystery Shack and if he has any airsoft guns to bring them. His response is that his grandma is making him watch some show and he can't. Goddammit, now the only person I can call is Wendy, and she's with her dad on some family vacation, apparently they're going to knock trees down by yelling, sounds fun. But they'd be there until later tonight. Fuck.
I curse to myself as I hear some more sounds of talking and movement, and then walking as someone tries to move silently to the doorway, and they're not good at the silently part. I wait for them to reach the doorway and grab the gun that comes into my vision and manage to get my arm around the person's neck, I point the gun at the cover they've set up.
"Come out with your hands up or she gets shot" I can't tell who it is that I'm holding but as the others come out I hear her start to talk.
"By the way, you may want to check the ammo on your gun." Oh shit. I act like it doesn't matter and simply bring her forward to act as a human shield, and they don't immediately fire. I take my chance and toss the gun at Mabel and grab for Candy's gun, but Grenda slams into me and I fall to the floor and end up getting tied to the couch's leg. Mabel is holding a bunch of glitter and markers and I gulp rather loudly.
"Well I'll let you kids get to his humiliation, holler at me if something goes wrong or when you're finished, I'll have my camera" The ever helpful Grunkle Stan says as he gets up and returns to his office to probably count his money repeatedly.
"It could've been worse. It couldn't have been much worse but still." I said. I rubbed my eyes and looking around hopefully for some coffee, to be honest I would've taken some of Mabel's Smile Dip if there was any left.
"It wasn't that bad" Wendy said, seeing my looks and getting the pot from below the counter and pouring me a cup.
"Thanks- but it was that bad. They graciously left me my clothes as they proceeded to draw on every inch of skin that wasn't covered and then drenched my hair in glitter and water. My arms might as well have had solid ink stretched over muscle and bone for all that you could see, my legs seemed so stained I doubt if I can even grow hair from there now."
"You'll be fine, it wasn't a tattoo, or did Mabel think to get some knives?" She interjects.
I carry on without thinking, "And I got a "Makeover" with "Standard tools" that was described both as "Much needed" "Fabulous" and "A fucking nightmare" Oh that last one was me. I even got a very bad tasting bit of red marker around my mouth from the too close Pacifica that might have been done well if it was with lipstick and if I was a girl!"
"Calm down, now you said Pacifica did this? I thought she was a bitch. Does this have to do with the Northwest party opening to the town last week?"
"Yeah, I took care of a poltergeist blah blah ancient curse blah blah they tried to get me to wriggle them out of the consequences for screwing over some lumberjacks and Pacifica opened the gates because she doesn't want to be like her douchey parents, and so Mabel invited her to this sleepover as a kind of test if she's really ok or was faking it or something"
"Like a trial run?"
"Yeah, I suppose it is" My mind ran uncomfortably close to the memories of last night, close touches and extreme regret. "A trial run"
So that's my first fanfic, and I hope I'll be able to write more than this next time, I just had to get my ideas out on my computer, I'm uploading this at 10:45 and I'm going to write some more tonight, I should have the chapter finished by the day after tomorrow.
Read & Review, I hope you like it
-IC