AN: This is my first Gravity Falls fanfiction and I'm so excited to finally contribute to this fandom! Please enjoy and don't forget to leave a review!
Chapter 1:
Dipper coughed as he slowly rose to his hands and knees. He had fallen roughly to the floor from where he had been floating when the portal exploded. Added to the fact that the explosion had caused several derbies to hit him, Dipper's body was incredibly sore and probably covered in scratches. He was just he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
Why did she press the button? How could she trust a possible imposter more than her own brother? Doesn't she care that the world could have ended? Doesn't she care about me? Dipper pushed all those thoughts and doubts away. There would be time to think over everything later and talk it out with Mabel. Right now though, he had to make sure she was safe that was far more important than his feelings of betrayal.
"Mabel…" Dipper called quietly, he coughed again so he could speak louder. "Mabel? Where are you, Mabel?"
Dipper looked up, blinking away the dust, and his eyes were immediately drawn to the glowing portal. Dipper felt a surge of hatred towards it, for all the trouble it caused. But once again pushed those thoughts aside in favor of finding Mabel. Tearing his eyes away from the portal, Dipper looked around. Both Soos and Grunckle Stan were getting up and neither looked worse for wear, but Dipper couldn't see Mabel among the debris.
"Mabel?" Dipper called again, fear and worry making his voice stronger. "Where are you, Mabel?"
Dipper glanced at the portal fearfully. Mabel had been right in front of it when it activated and there was a very real possibility she got sucked in. Dipper was preparing himself to jump in after her when he heard her coughing off to the side. Breathing our a sigh of relief, Dipper began making his way over to the sound of her voice. He found her behind a pile of rubble and gently helped her to her feet.
"Are you alright?" Dipper asked with concern. Mabel didn't answer, staring in surprise at something behind him. Dipper glanced her over, making sure she didn't have any serious injuries, before turning to see what held her interest. His eyes widened in shock as he watched an intimidating figure emerge from the portal. The figure looked around before bending down and picking up one of the journals from the ground.
"Who is that?" Dipper wondered aloud, not expecting an answer.
"The author of the journals," Stan informed, his voice a strange mix of happiness and guilt. "My brother."
As if to confirm Stan's statement, the figure removed the clothing from around his head to reveal a face identical to Grunkle Stan's.
"Is the part where one of us faints?" Mabel asked, only half joking as they looked between the two brothers in shock.
"Dude, I am so on it," Soos replied before he pretended to collapse, enticing a giggle from Mabel. While a part of Dipper appreciated the gesture, he did not think that now was the time to be making jokes. Dipper continued to look between the two brothers, unsure of what to do.
"Finally, after all these years of waiting," Stan greeted, smiling widely and spreading his arms widely. "You're finally here! Brother!"
Stan moved to embrace his brother who instead delivered him a punch to the face.
"Ow!" Stan yelled, holding his face and glaring at his brother. "What the heck was that?"
"This was an insanely risk move, restarting the portal," the author scolded. "Didn't you read my warnings!"
"Warnings smornings," Stan scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. "How about maybe a thank you for saving you from what appears to be, I don't know… some sort of sci-fi sideburn dimension..?"
"Thank you?" the author questioned in disbelief. "You really think I'm going to thank you? After what you did 30 years ago!"
"What I did? Why you ungrateful…" Stan yelled, swing his own punch. The author easily dodged to side and Stan turned around to leap at him. The author dodged once again and grabbed Stan's arms and pinned them behind his back. Dipper could only stare in shock, unsure if he should stop the two brothers or let them sort out their differences. When Stan was pinned to the ground though, it seemed as though Mabel had enough.
"Hey! Hi! Mabel here," Mabel stepped forward, waving her hand to get their attention. "Quick question… What the heck is going on here!"
"You got children involved in your reckless scheme too?" the author questioned angrily, though he did release Stan.
"Their your family point dexter," Stan explained, rising to his feet and dusting himself off. "Shermy's grandkids."
"I have a niece and nephew?" the author wondered in shock, his anger fading slightly at the discovery before rising again. "You just had to drag more family into your mess, didn't you! And they're only kids!"
"You're the author of the journals!" Dipper finally shouted excitedly, the realization finally hitting him. "I can't believe it! I've wondered for so long and I have so many questions…"
"You've read my journals?" the author asked, and Dipper almost fainted from excitement. The author was talking to him!
"I haven't just read them," Dipper explained excitedly. "I've lived them! I've been wanting to me you for so long and I don't even know what to say…"
"There'll be time to discuss this later," the author decided, turning back to his brother. "But first tell me Stan, are there any security breaches? Does anyone else know about the portal?"
"No just us," Stan replied, crossing arms. "And also maybe the entire US government."
"The what!" the author shouted in shock and anger. He immediately dashed over to see the security monitors through the window and was distressed to see the house completely surrounded by government agents. "We got sometime before they find this room. We've just got to lay low while I think of a plan."
"Well it seems like we're going to be stuck down here for a while," Mabel cut, grinning innocently. "Who wants to tell us their entire mysterious backstory?"
"I hope it aligns exactly with my fanfiction dude," Soos agreed, nodding his head. "Otherwise I'll be severely disappointed."
"I have a lot of questions myself Stanly," the author agreed. "But now is not the time. We need to get rid of the agents first so we might as well forget explaining things right now."
"Stanly?" Mabel and Dipper whispered at the same time, giving each other questioning glances. There was so much going on right now that Dipper didn't understand. He wanted nothing more than to question the two brothers so he could finally settle his confusion and churning emotions, but they had to get out of this situation first.
"Wait… forget…" Dipper said, his eyes widening in realization. He quickly went over to his backpack and began searching through it, drawing the other's attention.
"I think I have a way to get rid of those agents," Dipper announced happily as he pulled out the memory gun.
"Of course," The author grinned, taking the gun from Dipper. "I don't know how you got ahold of one of these, but it's perfect! If I can just amplify this signal to a radio headset frequency…"
The author continued to mumble to himself as he attacked the gun to the control panel and rearranged several wires.
"There!" the author declared, stepping back from his handiwork. "Everyone get back and plug your ears. Get down now!"
Dipper and the others didn't hesitate to follow his orders, crouching down on the floor as the gun sent out a massive wave.
"Now stay here while I get rid of those agents," the author ordered as he went to the elevator. Dipper's eyes followed after him, unsure of what to make of him.