1Oh my GIDEON! (Thanks for the catch phrase, SnowyOwl!) I Can't WAIT for the shorts! Also, I have Six Strange Tales on pre-order just because I want the journal replica! Enough about me, Shout out time! (Yeah! Wahoo! Wen-dy! Cordu-roy! 3! 5! 3! Rules!) RombusScratch (I misspell almost everything!) "I love your username!" If I did three today, this would be a really long authors note, I Made a whole new story to clear my writer's block, ANY IDEAS!? Please don't expect Hey! It's opposite day! Or Dip-naped! To be updated anytime soon. They are on temporary Hiatus, Because I lack idas, Creeping in the mystery shack most likely will have more chaps posted soon... Onwards Aoshima!

You'll see who's POV (For those of you who don't get it, it's Dipper's)

"DIPPER!?" A high pitch, rather annoying voice called.

I opened my eyes.

"DIPPY! YOU'RE AWAKE!"

A brunette girl wearing a ridiculous sweater with a shooting star on it ran up to my bed and squeezed me so hard I couldn't breathe.

I looked around, I was in a barely lit room with plain white walls and blinds that blocked out all light, I was laying on crinkly paper, Wait a second... I WAS IN A HOSPITAL!

"Are you okay, Dipper?" She asked.

I looked behind me.

"Me?"

"You're acting weirder that usual, Dip. You okay?" She repeated.

Honestly, I had no idea who this girl was, or who 'Dipper' was. Had she been mistaken?

She must have noticed how confused I was.

"DOCTOR GUY?! What's wrong with DIPPER?!" She screamed.

"I can verify that he indeed lost his memory." The doctor said.

"WWWHHHHAAAATTT!?" The girl shrieked.

"DIPPER. DO YOU REMEMBER ME?" She asked very slowly.

I shook my head.

"Oh come on! Dippy! I'm your twin sister! I'm Mabel!" 'Mabel' screamed. Yeesh, she screams a lot.

"I can verify that he will indeed regain his memory if you show him things he's seen before." The doctor said.

Just then a old man with really big ears and a girl with orange hair wearing a lumberjack outfit walked in.

"Do you remember Grunkle Stan or Wendy?" Mabel asked, motioning to them. I swear I heard emphasis on Wendy for some reason.

I shook my head.

"Why don't you talk to him for a little while, Mabel. Try explaining things to him. It must be freaky to have a bunch of strangers taking you to their house before you even know what's going on." The one Mabel referred to as 'Grunkle Stan' Said.

"Me and Stan will be in the waiting room. Don't freak him out too much, Mabel." 'Wendy' Said.

Okay, I'm flipping out! What's GOING ON!? I wondered to myself.

Wendy, Stan, and the doctor walked out. I wanted to scream;

Don't leave me alone with this lunatic!? But I didn't.

Mabel sat down on the bed, I sat up, a little creeped out by Mabel, who I just realized had braces.

"Okay, First off, your name is Max, Everyone calls you Dipper because you have the big Dipper on your forehead."

Okay, this girl IS crazy! Big Dipper? I guess it's worth a look...

As if Mabel read my thoughts, she pulled out a mirror from behind her.

How did she do that?

Sure enough I, indeed, had the big Dipper on my face. Whhhhaaaaattt?!

"Secondly, we are staying at our great uncle's shack, What we call, "The Mystery Shack", In Gravity Falls, Oregon. But, This town isn't what it seems, there are all kinds of Cray Cray monsters and...What are they called...Conspiracies, I think...? And you found this journal that is marked 3 in the woods and use it to solve mysteries and junk."

Woah. Way to bury the lead.

"Show me this, 'Journal'." I asked.

She reached for my vest.

"What are you-" She pulled a red journal marked 3 from my vest.

"I'm ready to listen to the full story."

Dudes, I am LOST. What do I do?! Give me ideas! They will be for a good cause! PLEASE! ~WendyC.