The Forgotten Truth
(Author's notes: '-'means that there is a time change/scene change, Italics mean a meaningful word that plays a big role, bold words means its a flashback,Stanford=the author, Stanley=Grunkle Stan…their names didn't switch.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls or any of the characters.
Everything was fine we were happy, we still had our close bond with one another, and the best thing was that our world wasn't fucked up yet….This is the end of our story, the splitting of the Mystery trio.
Prologue:
It's been almost six years since my twin brother and me moved from a big city, to a small road-side town in central Oregon called Gravity Falls, back then we both just graduated from high school. My brother Stanley just grazed by, with help from me, while I passed with perfect grades, I wanted to do something with my life….and I didn't know about Stanley besides treasure hunting. I was inspired by my six fingered hands and I knew what I wanted, so I came up with a plan that fitted both of our desires; I researched places with hot spots of anomalies' and with my results I found a small lumber town in Oregon. So me and my twin Stanley said our goodbyes and packed our bags, and drove across the state to Gravity falls our new home, where we purchased (with what little money we had) a rundown shack in the middle of the forest. We settled in and I began to start writing in a series of journals about this mysterious little town, a couple of months went by with just me and Stan, he liked to call us the 'Mystery Twins' at first I didn't agree, but after while it seemed that we were like paranormal investigators, later we met a recently divorced tech genius named Fiddleford H. McGucket, we quickly added him to our so called group of 'Monster hunters'. And that was the beginning of us the Mystery Trio.