Dipper POV

About a week had passed since the incident with Wendy. Surprisingly, everything was sort of back to normal. Or at least it seemed that way. But in this town, things don't stay normal for long, and I had unknowingly opened up a can of worms. Yes, I had done the right thing by telling everyone about the journal, and doing so had broken the spell, but there was one factor that I hadn't considered. In fact, in retrospect, it was probably the most important factor of all: Gideon.

Mabel POV

Okay, so we all were working at the Mystery Shack-wait, correction: Dipper, Soos, and I were working, while Wendy was sitting behind the cash register with her feet up, reading a magazine-and it seemed like an ordinary day for the first time in a while. Gideon showing up wasn't even surprising anymore, so we weren't the least bit startled to see him barge in with an ever-confident smirk on his face.

"Alright, where is it?" he demanded, as he kicked the door open.

"W-where is what?" Dipper asked.

"You know what I'm talking about, Pines! Where is the journal?"

"What?" I asked.

"Do I need to spell it out for you people? Old journal, six fingered hand, number three on it, tells all about supernatural things in Gravity Falls? You know, the one that you showed the whole town earlier this week?"

"I did do that, didn't I?" Dipper said with an uncomfortable look on his face.

"Well, where is it?"

"Yeah, like I would tell you!"

"Listen, Pines, we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

"Yes, I'm so intimidated by someone whose hair is bigger than his body." Dipper said sarcastically.

"Don't you dare talk down to me, Pines!"

"What are you going to do, anyway? You're outnumbered."

"Yes, by you two, and the sleeping teenager. I'm so scared." Gideon said sarcastically.

"What? Sleeping? Wendy!" He yelled, turning towards Wendy who had, in fact, fallen fast asleep.

"618!" She yelled, snapping awake. "Sorry. I was dreaming that I was in math class."

"Oh, yeah, I have that dream all the time." Dipper said. "Let me guess…you were taking a test?"

"Yeah, except that I couldn't concentrate because the teacher was singing Babba and tap-dancing on his desk, licking a rainbow lollipop. Then, I looked around, and the rest of the students were all in gorilla suits and eating bananas. Then, Robbie walked in wearing a fishing outfit, holding a giant halibut and that's when things got really weird!" She replied.

"It wasn't already really weird?" I asked.

"I suppose, but it actually got stranger!" Wendy replied. "You see, Soos and Dipper came in dressed as Batman and Robin, and started yelling at us about proper donut maintenance, while Lee and Nate did the chicken dance. I tried to focus on my test, but all of the directions were in Chinese. I raised my hand to get a new test, but then the teacher did the Harlem Shake, and the whole school came in and joined. Even though there were all of these distractions, I had to focus on the test, because if I failed, then I would be kicked out of book club!"

"That is weird!" I said.

"Yeah! I'm not even in book club!" she joked.

"Uh, excuuuse me!" Gideon interrupted. "I'm trying to get revenge on the Pines family here!"

"Ugh, this kid again?" Wendy asked.

"Yep." I said.

"Hey, dudes!" Soos said. "Did I miss something? I was just out unclogging the toilet."

"Yes, yes you did miss-wait; doesn't this place have portable toilets?" Gideon asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, portable toilets can't get-"

"Don't waste your time, Gideon." Wendy said. "I've tried to explain it to him many a time."

"Ooookaaay?" Gideon replied. "Anyway, give me the journal-or else."

"Yeah, yeah. What's the worst you could do?" Dipper asked.

"You just watch boy. You just watch." He said, walking out the door backwards, as he always seemed to do. No one said anything for a moment, but then Dipper broke the silence.

"Sooo, book club, huh?" he asked, clearly unfazed by Gideon's threat.

"Yep. Apparently, we were reading War and Peace."

"How was it?" I asked.

"Well, half of it was good." Wendy laughed.

"And the answer to the question you were on was 618?" I asked.

"Nope. That was the number of the question I was on." We all laughed and began reminiscing about strange dreams we'd had in the past, completely forgetting that Gideon had even been there. But what we didn't realize was that he was already making a plan, and this time, it wouldn't be quite so easy to stop him from getting exactly what he wanted."