It was a boring summer day in gravity falls. The Mystery Shack was not having any tourists since the zombie incident. Dipper was Cleaning the floor's and Mabel was dusting the selves. Soos was unpacking new merchandise from boxes. and Wendy is just reading a magazine.
Stan: come on kid's we have a big day ripping off tourist.
Dipper: will I just hope your not planing for me to do something embarrassing again.
Stan: well you and Mabel are gonna wear this two-a-corn costume.
Dipper: two-a-corn?.
Stan: a two-a-corn. A unicorn that has a head on each side. The more freaky the attraction is the more the tourist pay.
Mabel: yes I love unicorn's. Being one is every girl's dream.
Dipper: you know I wish you aren't such a cheapskate.
Stan: oh come on saving a little money doesn't hurt anybody.
Then the doorbell ring and Stan open's the door to greet the tourist but when Stan realize it. The person at the door is not a tourist but a man in a black suit.
Stan: oh huh oh can I help you.
Man in black suit: hello. I'm Erick Jones. A Member of the IRS. Are you Stan Pines.
Stan: huh no of coase not. I'm Pine Stans. Yes and the man you know as Stan Pines live 4 towns north. Good bye.
Stan closed the door as fast he can chould. But Erick block it with his foot. And he barge himself in.
Erick: your not the first person to try that cheap stunt. I came here to inform you that you've haven't payed your taxes in 30 year's. Your amount you owned us are 12 million dollars. If you don't give us the money in 3 days. We'll have no choice but take your home and business and put you in jail. For the rest of your life.
Dipper: what. Wait you can't take the Shack. We just got it back from Gideon. If you take it Me and my sister have to go back home.
Erick: I'm sorry. But your uncle should of thought of that before he cheated on his Taxes.
Mabel: how. Me and Dipper aren't born 30 year's ago.
Erick: good bye.
Dipper: Guy's do you realize what's this means.
Soos: I lose my job at my favorite place.
Mabel: you and me have to go home.
Wendy: I have to work at my cousin's work camp.
Stan: enough with your problems. What about me. I'm going to jail.
Then everyone give Stan a cold stare.
Stan: sorry