Disclaimer : I don't own Gravity Falls except the future OCs.
( Ps : It's my First Story and English is not my native language. Excuse my several mistakes ^^' )
Chapter 1
That day seemed to be an usual day at Gravity falls. Nevertheless, a grand part of the Mystery Shack was empty : no one around here to screech permanently and talk left and right all the time. It went without saying that Grunkle Stan was really busy in the Gift Shop, fleecing some tourist money, filling his wily daily time habits whereas Soos was hanging out towards the arcade town in his free time. It was the end of the day and the and the night was beginning to expand its veil across the little town.
Well, it seemed that Grunkle Stan had been indulgent with his employees that day. An uncommon generous thing of him for sure...Showing some indulgence was unusual and he wanted above all to make money by any possible means : sending his nephews in the forest all the day to find any treasures, or sending them to the city to promote his gift shop, mowing the lawn, clean the the Mystera shack, raking the leaves, etc. In any case, no matter the weather, rainy day or not, he sent his employees working all the time outside most of time.
Well. Maybe he needed some time alone thought the thirteen Dipper as he sat on the desert living room chair, wondering what crazy thing crossed his uncle's mind. That was the second time they moved to Gravity Falls for summer vacations to see their uncle who was as fine as the last time.
In any case, everyone was spending their free time for some fun. For example Mable was out to have some fun with her best friends, Candi Chiu and Grenda. Phew...It was rather pleasing, no noises for a long time...Wonderful opportunity to not catch any headache. He always had the trouble concentrating on his book when that loud Mabel was around.
His sister wanted to play everytime and it was really annoying when he wanted to be serious and to work as well. In fact, Dipper was the main time really serious. Certainly, his sister was not so good at secondary school, but, as an understanding guy, Dipper made his best to help her. Especially in mathematics and Science subjects.
Everyone seemed to have fun excepting Dipper who was spending most of his time alone, plunged intensely in his obscure readings, installed in the living room table that time.
That 3 number book, full of supernatural weird things...? Geez...At who it belonged to ?
Altought his entire frustration, the chocolate haired boy, for now, was enjoying the thought that no one would bother him during his quiet reading, forgetting his annoying banter sister for a while.
Silence
First of all, he needed some concentration. He needed to know how that book could make sense and who it belonged to as well. That person was still alive ? Or not ? In his noble perspective, he was pretty convinced that this book was not a simple diary used for a simple entertainment. It was something...Something hiding deep strange secrets no one could guess. Something he couldn't figure out...
Something he couldn't reach...Something no one could reach...
However, he knew he was not that stupid. If a simple book like this had helped them to defeat the several monsters and supernatural things they had met since their first arrival here last year, the book could hide something even darker but what ?...
Letting out a small sigh of frustration, Dipper rubbed his eyes, wondering why his research were so useless...A hint of tiredness suddenly crossed his torn mind.
That town is weird...Too weird to be a simple town. I knew it for so long.
Biting his lips, he laid his brown bright eyes on one of the old pages, sliding his fingers among the dark lines. Trying to concentrate. Then, seeing his research would amount at nothing, the young boy sharply shut his book.
Frowning slightly, Dipper scribbled something incomprehensible in his notebook in anger and sat there for a while, trying to appreciate the silence as to calm down a little. Getting mad at this would resolve nothing...On the contrary.
Even though...
Why he couldn't discern the secret of that book although he always knew how to analyse things to getting he and his sister off surnatural troubles ? Pouting, he stood up, taking his imposive book and notebook with him to go upstairs.
Dipper didn't eat but he didn't care. After all, he was not hungry and he hopped Mabel would understand without throw a fit of anger.
Silence.
He didn't want to sleep. He didn't want to experience again those bloody and weird nightmares who were tearing his mind apart. each night.
Just too awful and disturbing...
Why those dreams ?
Since his arrival in his town last time, nightmares have begun to increase. Of course, he told no one about that, neither to his sister, his parents or his uncle. People would take him as a crazy guy or something like that obviously.
Knowing they used to share everything with her sister, including supernatural adventures Dipper wondered if she did the same kind of dream or that she also hid that fact.
Anyway, his twin sister was the being he loved the most in his current life.
Dipper wanted to protect her the most of he could. However, during their adventures, Mabel was the most of being put in danger. It went without saying they had often fought together for little things as for personal space in their room, sleepover girl things, etc.
Luck surely allowed them to get him out of there at each time. Anyway, nobody could understand the link he felt towards his beloved twin sister.
No one. It was so deep.
It was something he could hardly describe himself but did not want to lose her.
"...Mabel. "
He breathed rather weakly, his glance now lost in the emptiness of the dark room.
" Dippping saaaauuuuuce ! I'm here ! "
That town was too dangerous for her and for him...too.