Hey guys, I'm SpellPiper2213, and this is my first official fanfiction. Don't hate too much. Please.

This is set in the beggining of the summer of 2013, the year after the events of the Gravity Falls T.V. series. I ow nothing save OCs, plot, and Stanley's personality. Hope you enjoy!

Elia's P.O.V.

I opened the door to the Mystery Shack Gift Shop. A small bell jingled.

"That you, Elia?" Stanley Pines' voice called from the door marked Employees.

"Yeah, it's me, Junior," I called back, using my nickname for the younger brother of Stanford Pines. "8:05, as always."

Stanley came out the door. He was scratching his stubble with one of his six-fingered hands. "How come you're always here before 8:15? You know business doesn't start until 9:00."

I shrugged. "I wanted to do a bit of explorin' before business starts."

"Don't go too far," Stanley warned. "Strange creatures live in the forest."

"Stranger than gnomes that want me as their queen?" I asked.

"Stranger than gnomes that want you as their - hang on, gnomes? That want you as their queen? Honestly, that's a little laughable."

"Yeah," I said, glaring at the man. "Met a half-dozen of 'em two days ago. Beat them off with a stick. One of 'em kept saying 'Shmebulock'." I shuddered. "Odd things, them. Bloody unnatural."

Stanley groaned and held a hand to his face. "Elias Luna MacGibbon, you have to be more careful! There are much worse things than the gnomes of the forest. Gremoblins! The Gobblewonker! Manotaurs! The Multi-Bear! Undead! An alien!"

I waved the predictions of doom off. "Come on, Junior, Senior said that you spent six years cataloguing those things! Besides, nobody's seen an slien ship for years."

"Yes, and I was a thirty-year-old local man," Stanley pointed out. "You're a thirteen-year-old girl who's been here for two years."

I sighed in defeat. "That explains why you're always up at 7:26, sprinkling salt around the Shack."

"Anyway, Stanford's getting the kids right now, anyway, so you might not want to go too far," Stanley added, appearing to not have heard that last comment. Well, he's getting on in life, so I didn't comment on it. However, something Stanley had said was worth commenting on.

"The kids?" I asked, intrigued.

"My grandchildren," Stanley said. "They're twins, just like me and Stanford. There's a boy and a girl, Mabel and Dipper, as he's nicknamed. They're your age."

"Why's he nicknamed Dipper?"

"He has a birthmark on his forehead that looks like the Big Dipper."

"Okay, that's cool," I said seriously. "Do you know when they'll be back?"

Stanley looked out the window. "Right now."

So, there's the first chapter. I swear to the gods, I'll update as soon as I can.

If you don't know what Gravity Falls is, a)I don't like you b)watch Gravity Falls right now c)why the hell are you reading this?

Remember, reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye! Remember, TRUST NO ONE (except your twin sister, if you have one. Otherwise...well, unless you have solid proof otherwise, just assume that everyone you meet is out to kill you, eat you, steal your stuff, get you working for them, or some random combination of the things I just listed. And, because I'm a person, don't fully believe a word that I say.)