Kim stared blankly off to the sights of trees and the clear summer sky. The whole trip from Toronto to Oregon has put a slight strain on the 23-year old red head. She took out her music player and scrolled through her playlist. She highlighted over her band's song. Feeling homesick, she pressed play and lead herself lost in the memories.
After all the whole mess with Scott's girl problem and the band sort of breaking up, Kim had nothing to do with her life. Outside of working at the video rental store, she had nothing. So, following her parent's suggestion, Kim packed her bags and took the plane to Oregon, where she was to stay with her estranged great uncle.
The bus stopped and interrupted Kim from her train of thought. Finally reaching Gravity Falls, she took her luggage and got off the bus. Once outside, she stretched herself from the stiffness and weariness of travels. Kim turned off her music player, took of her earphones and rummaged into her pocket to pull out her phone. She started scrolling through her inbox to find the piece of info she needed.
"Here it is," She said. The checked the message pertaining where she was suppose to go. All the message said was, "Go find the Mystery Shack."
"Gee, thanks mom." Kim put away her phone, picked up her luggage and started walking into town. The town, which is a very quaint place, seemed nothing out of the ordinary. She observed her surroundings, keeping keen eye for a directory, but felt strange being in the town. It was not the "I'm a foreigner" strange, but more along lines of "This place feels unnatural for some reason" strange. She pushed the feeling aside and focus on the task at hand. Suddenly, she saw something passed by her her sights, a black blur. It was too quick for her to follow. She looked towards the direction of where the blur was headed, but her concentration was broken by a high-pitched girl's voice.
"Dipper, watch out!"
Kim felt something bump to her, causing her to fall on her butt.
"Hey, watch it, kid!" she shouted.
"S-sorry, miss." responded a pubescent voice.
Kim looked up to she a girl helping up what seemed to be her brother, seeing as the two share many physical traits. From what she could tell, the both of them are likely twins. The boy donned a vest with an orange t-shirt combo, short pants and sneakers. He had short brown hair which hides under his pine tree cap. His sister wore a pink sweater with star design in the middle, purple skirt and black shoes. Her hair was similar to her twin, except hers was long that reached all the way down to her waist and she wore a pink headband.
"Are you okay, miss?" asked the boy
"Yeah, yeah, I'm peachy," Kim responded, "And don't call me 'Miss', Kim will do."
"Oh, okay. Well, I'm sorry for that, Mis-uhh, Kim." the boy apologized.
"Just watch where you're going next time, kid."
"Dipper, are you okay?" his sister asked
"I'm fine, Mabel. Nothing serious." her brother, Dipper(?) responded.
"I told you you should have slowed down! I know how nerdy you get over all these supernatMMPHHGG!"
Dipper quickly covered Mabel's mouth with his hands, "Super Nature," he said loudly, "That's right, I go geeky for Super nature...heh..hehe...yeah..." He covered suspiciously. Kim's eyebrow raised at the kid's odd answer. Dipper suddenly pulled away his hand and wipe it on his shirt, "Eww, did you lick my hand again!"
Mabel glared at Dipper for a bit before she turned to Kim. The female twin noticed Kim's luggage. "Are you a tourist or something?"
Kim got up, dusted herself and did a quick check-up. Nothing broken. Good. She picked up her luggage and turned to the twins. "Sort of," she answered, "Just looking for a map to find a certain place."
"Whatcha looking for?" Mabel asked.
"The Mystery Shack"
The twins looked at each other before looking back at Kim, their face written with a mix of curiosity and cautiousness. Well, Dipper was curios. Mabel looked ecstatic from her toothy smile, her braces ever present.
"Why are you loo-"
"WE LIVE THERE!" Mabel interrupted Dipper's question. Kim turned wide eyed. What are the chances?
"Cool..Could...you show me the way?" she asked.
"OF COURSE!" Mabel quickly answered, grabbing Kim's hand and dragging her to the location. Dipper was left behind to process what exactly happened. He then responded (slowly) to the events at hand and hastily followed after the two girls.
"By the way, My name is Mabel and that's my brother, Dipper!" Mabel introduced.
"Cool." Kim responded
"Wait a minute! Guys!" he shouted from behind, "Wait up!", but futile was his efforts as the girls were far from his shouting range.
Moments later, they reached the Mystery Shack where an old man wearing nothing except his trademark fez and boxer/singlet combo sat on front porch, taking a nap.
"GRUNKLE STAN! GRUNKLE STAN" shouted the pitched voice of Stan's great-niece.
"WWAAHH, It wasn't ME!" he blurted out from his rude awakening. Stan observed his surroundings to see 3 figures before him. His vision cleared and he saw his niece accompanied with a short-redheaded woman and his nephew just follow behind, slightly losing his breath.
"Mabel! What do you want...And who's this?" The old man gestured to Kim, adjusting his glasses and leaning closer to take a better look at her.
"This is Kim...uhh," Mabel's sentenced hang for a moment. She then looked up to Kim, "You never told us your full name."
"Pine," Kim answered.
"Right. This here is Kim Pine-WAH!?"
"Pine eh," Stan repeated, unfazed by her name. "You're the distant relative from Canada, aren't ya?"
"And you're our estranged great-uncle from America, Stanford Pines." Kim said back.
"THE ONE AND ONLY...wait, what do you mean by estranged?"
Dipper caught up with the gang, overhearing the conversation. "Wait...She's our cousin?", he said, pointing at Kim.
"Sure seem that way, squirt," Stan confirmed. He turned to Kim, "What are you doing here, in America, Kim?"
"Family thought it was a good idea to stay with you guys. I just wanted to move around," Kim answered monotonously.
There was a air of silence that hang. Seeing as no one was saying something, Mabel took Kim's hand and took her inside, "Well, come on in, COUSIN!" she said enthusiastically. Kim shrugged and followed Mabel into the shack, leaving her luggage behind.
"Yeah, you go on in." Stan then turned to Dipper, "Kid, go tell Soos to clear up the break room. NOW", Stan picked up Kim's luggage and threw it to Dipper, "Bring these along." The young Pines reluctantly followed his Grunkle's order and headed inside to find Soos.
Night fell and Kim was alone in the room where she'll be spending the night in till she finally choose to go back to Canada..or at least after the summer is over. The day went by well, she'd guessed. They had dinner, swap some stories and formally got acquainted with her cousins. It was a seemingly normal day.
Although, despite all that, she still could not shake the feeling as if the town is hiding something. Something dark and mysterious that only time could tell. She yet again shrugged the feeling away, changing into her sleeping clothes and resting on the couch since there was no spare beds (and Stan was too cheap to afford her a new bed or mattress). She laid herself on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. What will happen tomorrow? What was that thing that passed by? All these questions plagued her mind. Slowly, her eye-lids began to grow heavy and finally Kim drifted into slumber.
AN: For those who noticed, yes, this Kim is THAT Kim. I used her canon from the movie instead of the comic cause I haven't fully read the comic yet, but rest assured, I will add some facts from the comic here and there (maybe). BTW, this is not really a crossover cause Kim is the only character from her "world" to appear. All the others will just be mentioned and stuff. I still don't have a grasp of the all the character's personality yet, so bear with me. Thanks for reading and stuff
P.S. I know I haven't been updating my other fanfics, so apologies for that. I'll try to get on that when I finally establish my stuff n junk. For now, Enjoy~
Disclaimer: Gravity Falls is property Alex Hirsch and/or Disney, Kim belongs to Bryan Lee O'Malley
