Title: Tourist Trapped

(Authors note: Hey everyone! So this fanfiction is basically my take on the Gravity Rises AU created by Nelauk. Before anyone decides to complain, please note that this fanfiction IS basically like the actual series itself episode-wise, all I will be doing is re-writing each episode with the Gravity Rises twist to it. I'm aware that many things are different in this AU (ex. Mabel and Dipper aren't as close, Fiddleford along with other characters are working in a secret society to get revenge on the Pines' family, Pacifica's much more psychopathic, Gideon and Pacifica are Bill's accomplices) Even though these ideas are undoubtedly awesome, my plan for this is to basically keep the same episodes we see in canon, just with this setting and characters. Just for the record, Soos is replaced by Melody here and vice versa, while Fiddleford is still the same. Mabel and Dipper don't know about the basement, nor the portal.)

Any italic/bold text is Mabel's narration (with the exception of any author notes.) Enjoy!)

Ah, winter break...

The white flakes of snow fell from the sky in a abstract pattern, dotting the ground beneath it in a crisp blanket of white. Despite the fact it was snowing, the sun still continued to shine strong, brightening up the afternoon sky, as the sleepy Oregon town burst to life with dozens of citizens doing Christmas shopping and hanging up decorations.

"Would you like to hang up the Christmas lights instead?"

"Sure, Hank."

A time for leisure, recreation, and taking 'er easy... unless you're me.

A snow-covered sign reading "Welcome to Gravity Rises" was instantly smashed, a snow cart bursting a hole through it, screams coming from it as it fell from the high cliff. An enormous creature soon followed, knocking down a couple of trees as it chased after the cart restlessly.

A boy sitting on the passengers side in the snow cart turned around, eyes widening in fear as the large shadow of the figure hovered over them.

"It's getting closer!" He yelled, triggering his sister to press her foot harder on the pedal. Due to the increased speed, the cart then slipped on ice, causing it to fly upwards and spin a few times. As it made contact with the ground, the boy bolted his hand over his mouth to prevent himself for puking, while the girl remained focused on driving.

My name is Mabel. The boy about to puke is my brother Dipper. You may be wondering what we're doing in a snow cart, fleeing from a creature of unimaginable horror.

To the twins dismay, the monster then grabbed a snow-covered pine tree, throwing it right into their direction, causing Dipper to yelp as the tree flew right above them.

"LOOK OUT!" he screamed, as the tree tumbled in front of them, blocking their path. That was enough to send Mabel off her concentration, and the two screamed in fear as they quickly approached the fallen tree.

Rest assured, there is a perfectly logical explanation. Let's rewind. It all began when our parents decided we could use some fresh air for the winter break. They shipped us up north to a sleepy town called Gravity Rises, Oregon, to stay at our great-uncle Ford's place in the woods.

Dipper enthusiastically placed his comic books in a messy pile on his bed, as he eagerly turned to face his twin.

"This attic is amazing!" He exclaimed, noticeably impressed. He then raised up his hands, which had large splinters sticking out of them, "Check out all my splinters!"

Mabel didn't respond, but slowly backed her way towards her bed, taking in her surroundings. Upon hearing a goat sound, she instantly turned around, only to come face-to-face with one on her bed.

"Annd, there's a goat on my bed." She commented, her mouth morphing into a frown as she lowered her brow. Her brother then walked over, smiling wide at the sight of the goat.

"Hey, friend." He said, as the goat leaned it's head and began chewing on his shirt sleeve. "Oh!" Dipper responded, his voice mixed with surprise and enthusiasm. "Yes, you can keep chewing on my shirt! Haha!"

Mabel frowned, as her brother continued to giggle.

My brother tended to look on the bright side of things.

"Yaay! Snooow!" Dipper laughed, as he rolled down a hill of snow, his snow pants and coat getting drenched. He passed by Mabel, who was sitting near a tree, clearly annoyed as a pile of snow dropped from the branch onto her, wrecking her notepad and drenching her hair.

But I was having a hard time getting used to our new surroundings...

Mabel sighed, getting up from the tree, murmuring to herself as she brushed off the snow that was making her shiver. Hearing a noise, she then snapped her head into the direction, only to see her Great Uncle Ford standing outside of the shack, clearly searching for something as he took notes in his notepad.

And then there was our Great Uncle Ford. He hadn't acknowledged us much since we arrived, as he's clearly pre-occupied with his work, but I wasn't complaining. As well as having his own laboratory in the basement where he studied all sorts of the things that go on in this town, he also ran a museum where he show cased his findings and evidence of the supernatural. The downside? He ran a gift shop as well, and guess who had to work there...

Mabel sighed, sweeping the dusty floor, as Dipper bounced around excitedly as he looked around the shop, clearly amazed by all of the things that were in there. Just as he reached out for large eyeball, Ford approached, slapping his hand downward before he could touch it.

"Ah, ah, ah!" He said, his voice mixed with shock and restriction,"Don't touch that! It's extremely dangerous!"

Dipper frowned as he moved his hand to rub it, his hand stinging strokes of pain from the impact of the slap as Ford walked away.

"I don't know why it was even in here..." The man muttered under his breath, walking out of the gift shop.

It looked like it was gonna be the same, boring routine all winter. Until one fateful day...

Dipper bobbled up from behind a desk shelf in the gift shop, his mouth plastered with a huge smile across it.

"She's looking at it! She's looking at it!" Dipper exclaimed, watching a short brown haired girl from afar, who unraveled a small white paper.

"Uh..." The girl said, clearly uncomfortable, as she read the note out-loud. "Do you like me? Yes? Definitely? Absolutely? Wha-" She added, putting the note down as she looked around.

"I rigged it!" Dipper exclaimed, just as another voice behind him triggered him to turn around.

"Dipper, I know you're going through your whole "Creepily Interested in Girls" phase..." She commented, spraying a bottle of disinfectant on a jar, proceeding to wipe it with a towl, "but I think you're kind of overdoing it with the "crazy" part."

"Whaaaat?" Dipper responded, blowing a raspberry. "Come on, Mabel! This is our first winter away from home! It's my big chance to have an epic winter romance!"

"Yeah, but do you need to flirt with every girl you meet?" Mabel added, a hint of mockery in her voice.

"Mock all you want, sister, but I got a good feeling about this winter." Dipper responded, eyes closing in confidence as he placed his hands on his hips, "I wouldn't be surprised if the woman of my dreams walked through that door right now."

To Dipper's dismay, Great Uncle Ford suddenly walked through the museum passage, causing Dipper to recoil in disgust as Mabel erupted into a fit of laughter.

"Alright, alright." Ford commented, straightening out his ruffled lab coat. "It's starting to snow, but the weather isn't too bad. I need someone to go hang up these signs in the forest."

"Not it!" Mabel and Dipper cried in unison, as a woman hammering a broken nail turned to face the family, "Uh, also not it."

"Nobody asked you, Melody." Ford responded, clearly agitated.

"I know, and I'm comfortable with that." Melody added, taking a bite from her chocolate bar.

Ford sighed, as he turned to face a tall teen dressed in black, a noticeable stitched heart emblem across his black sweater. He seemed pretty relaxed, reading some magazine, his feet on the Gift Shop counters desk as he leaned backward in the small stool.

"Robbie, I need you to put up these signs!" Ford called out to the lethargic teenager, who didn't even turn to look at him.

Robbie stretched his arm out in response, pretending to grab the signs, flicking his hands slowly, "I would, but I, ugh, can't, ugh, reach it, ugh..."

"I'd fire all of you if I could..." Ford muttered, turning to face his great niblings and the handywoman, who was munching away on her chocolate bar as she continued working, humming to herself.

"All right, let's make it... " Ford announced, his gaze landing on Mabel, "you."

Ford pointed to Mabel, who shook her head in dismay. "Aw, what? Great Uncle Ford, whenever I'm in those woods, I feel like I'm being watched."

Ford's expression stiffened with a mix of uneasiness, but he quickly covered the act with a grunt. "Ugh, this again..."

"I'm telling you!" Mabel called out, raising her voice, "something weird is going on in this town! You should know better then anyone else!"

Ford sighed, his hand on his face as he raised out his other arm. "Look, kid, if there's anything unnatural happening in the forest I would know about it. I can assure you won't find anything beyond a few frozen squirrels in there."

Mabel raised her hand up to protest, but was quickly shut down as Ford tossed her the signs and a hammer.

"Come on, quit being so paranoid, and go hang these up before the weather worsens!" He instructed, as Mabel sighed and headed for the gift shop door.

"Ugh, Great Uncle Ford..." Mabel muttered, hammering up a sign on a tree. The winter wind blew harshly against her pale face, causing her to shut her eyes closed as she walked forward, placing a nail on another tree as she hit it with the hammer. "Nobody ever believes anything I say."

Bang!

Mabel's eyes widened in response, as she froze in place. Trembling, she raised up the hammer again, lowering her head closer to the tree, giving it another two good hits.

Bang! Bang!

A hollow noise came from the tree, and it sounded far too unnatural. She searched around for a button, her eyes landing on a peek of metal bar that was covered in snow, attached to the tree, shimmering as the noon sun glowed on it.

Rapidly, before her hands froze to death, she launched her hand on the snow lever, surprisingly pulling it down with ease, as a small trapdoor in the center of the tree flew open, the snow covering it flying everywhere.

The girl curiously looked inside, seeing a mechanical box with two control switches on it. She began toying around with the switches, suddenly hearing a shake behind her, snapping her head backwards at the seems.

A metallic square ditch was behind her, a bunch of snow caved in from when she opened it. Mabel digged through the snow, feeling a soft and moist surface. Once getting a firm grasp on the object, she pulled it out, her hand shivering as the last of the snow fell off it, revealing a golden shriveled six-fingered hand, with the number three on it.

It was a book.

"What the?" Mabel mumbled, opening the book to the first page, picking up a monocle that was inside. The "property of" part was torn off, but Mabel simply ignored this, flipping to the next page.

"It's hard to believe it's been six years since I began studying the strange and wondrous secrets of Gravity Rises, Oregon." Mabel read aloud in shock, flipping through the pages, "What is all this?"

She suddenly stopped at an eerie page with a big "TRUST NO ONE" written across it, intriguing her to read further, "Unfortunately, my suspicions have been confirmed. I'm being watched. I must hide this book before he finds it. Remember: in Gravity Rises, there is no one you can trust." She read aloud, facing upward.

"No one you can trust..." She repeated, staring blankly ahead of her.

"HALLO!"

Mabel screamed in response, fumbling with the journal, catching it before it pummeled into the snow. Catching her breath, she quickly tore her long coat open, stuffing the journal inside of it.

"What'cha readin', some nerd thing?" The voice said again. As Mabel began to calm down, she realized it was only her brother, Dipper.

"Uh, uh, it's nothing!" Mabel responded, still left in shock.

"Uh, uh, it's nothing!" Dipper imitated, straining his voice to be high pitched, proceeding to laugh afterwards. "What? Are you actually not gonna show me?"

Mabel sighed, as she pulled the journal back out of her coat, just as a goat began to nibble on it's corner immediately.

"Uhhh..." She responded, glancing at the goat, "Let's go somewhere private."

"It's amazing! Great Uncle Ford said I was being paranoid, but according to this book, Gravity Rises has this secret dark side!" Mabel exclaimed, flipping to a page and showing it to Dipper, who's expression grew enthusiastic.

"Whoa! Shut. Up!" Dipper exclaimed, playfully shoving his sister backwards.

"And get this!" Mabel exclaimed, "after a certain point, the pages just... stop, like the guy who was writing it mysteriously disappeared."

Ding Dong!

Mabel's expression quickly morphed into confusion, as she looked around briefly before facing her brother. "Who's that?"

"Well, time to spill the beans!" Dipper responded, as he knocked over an empty can of beans on the coffee table. "Whoop. Beans. This boy's got a date! Woot woot!"

Dipper giggled, falling backwards into the chair, as Mabel raised her eyebrow at him.

"Let me get this straight: in the half hour I was gone, you already found a girlfriend?" She asked, clearly surprised.

"What can I say? I guess I'm just IRRESISTIBLLLLE!" Dipper responded, tugging his arms into his sleeves as he started flailing them around. The doorbell rang again, as Dipper froze and hopped off the chair, "Oh. Coming!"

As Dipper left the room, Mabel hopped onto the chair, pulling out the journal as she began to read from it again. Suddenly, she heard large boots clanking the ground and noticed the "employees only" door swing open, following Ford who entered the room.

"Oh, hello Mabel. What are you reading there?" He greeted her, just as she fumbled the journal closed and shoved it back into her coat. Ford seemed pretty pre-occupied, his focus on the fish tank, fortunately giving her time to pull out a different book off the coffee table.

"Oh! I was just catching up on, uh... Esoteric Physics?" Mabel responded, as Ford joined beside her. "That's an intriguing book," He commented, "excellent coverage on advanced physics."

"Hey, family! Say hello to my new girlfriend!"

Mabel and Ford both turned their heads at the voice, to see Dipper standing beside a tall teenage girl. She was pale, had bags under her eyes, and was wearing a black hoodie. Her light brown hair extended at the sides of her hoodie, an there was a odd red droplet dripping from her cheek.

"'Sup?" She said, raising her arm out in an uncivilized manner.

"Hey..." Mabel responded, slightly skeptical.

"Hello there." Ford greeted as well, slightly waving.

"We met at the cemetery. She's really deep." Dipper added, slipping his arm through her own.

"So, what's your name?" Mabel asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Uh..Nor...Nor-" The girl began, trembling as she spoke.

"She means Nordika!" Dipper interrupted, smiling widely as he shuffled himself closer to her.

"Are you bleeding, Nordika?" Mabel asked, noticing the red dripping down from the girl's cheek, pointing at it in disgust.

Nordika opened her mouth, letting out a low "uhhhh" as she looked at the red ripping from her face. "It's... jam."

Dipper gasped, his eyes widening in enthusiasm, "I love jam!" He commented, then facing his family, pointing between him and her, "Look. At. This!"

"So, uh..." Nordika began, shuffling her hand behind her head, "So, you wanna go hold hands or... whatever?"

"Oh!" Dipper responded, his hands on his cheeks. "Oh, my goodness!"

He giggled, as he ran past her. "Don't wait up!" He called.

Nordika gave Mabel and Ford a wave, as she followed Dipper, smashing her head against the wall in the process. Mabel twitched her eye a couple of times after the two had left, while Ford was fast reading the Esoteric Physics book.

There was something about Nordika that wasn't right. I decided to consult the journal.

"Alright, let's see..." Mabel said aloud, hopping onto the red cushion near the red-stained triangular windowsill in the attic, which was giving off a red glow as the sunlight from outside hit it. Mabel tore open the book, reading from the first page she saw.

"Known for their pale skin and bad attitudes, these creatures are often mistaken for... teenagers?! Beware Gravity Rises nefarious...ZOMBIES!"

Mabel practically screamed the last word, her voice carrying throughout the wooden shack. Even her Great Uncle from downstairs could hear her.

She began breathing heavily again, as she turned to face the window, only to see Dipper and Nordika. Her twin's date walked towards him, with outstretched arms in a zombie manner.

"I like you." Dipper commented, clearly not disturbed by Nordika's zombie-like behavior. "Oh, no! Dipper! Watch out!" Mabel screamed, her eyes widening in fear as Nordika wrapped her hands around Dipper's neck, blocking Mabel's view.

"AHHHHHH!" The preteen screamed, scrambling backwards off the windowsill.

After a long pause, Nordika took her hands off Dipper's neck, revealing that she'd only put a flower necklace on him.

Dipper gasped in response, eyeing the flowers the lung beneath his head, "Daisies? You scallywag..." he commented, smiling.

Mabel scrambled back upward, and seeing that Nordika had only given Dipper daisies, sighed and laid back down on the cushion, " Is my brother really dating a zombie, or am I just going nuts?"

"It's a dilemma, to be sure."

Mabel gasped, bolting upright from her spot. It was the handywoman from earlier, she appeared to be fixing a lightbulb at the moment. She then stepped down from the short ladder, approaching Mabel, "I couldn't help but overhear you talking aloud to yourself in this empty room."

"Melody, you've seen Dipper's girlfriend. She's gotta be a zombie, right?" Mabel frantically asked, pointing to the window.

"Hmm..." Melody responded, her hand on her chin, "How many brains did you see her eat?"

Mabel faced down, her expression mixed of shame and sadness, "Zero..." she commented, shoving her hands into her jacket's pockets.

"Look, man, I believe you. I'm always noticing weird stuff in this town. Like the mailman? Pretty sure that dude's a werewolf." Melody commented, chuckling slightly, "but you need to have evidence. Otherwise, people are gonna think you're a major league cuckoo clock."

"As always, Melody, you're right." Mabel commented, nodding in approval as she folded her arms.

Melody nodded back, "My wisdom is both a blessing and a curse."

"Melody! The portable toilets are clogged again!" Ford called from downstairs, causing the two girls to freeze in their spots.

"I am needed elsewhere." Melody announced, slowly backing out of the attic. After she had left, Mabel looked back out the window, watching Dipper and Nordika.

My brother could be in trouble. It was time to get some evidence.

Mabel continued watching Nordika and Dipper on their dates- snowball fights, the restaurant, but it wasn't until a date at the graveyard where Mabel believed she had enough evidence to bring this forth to her brother.

I'd seen enough.

Dipper was combing his hair thoroughly, getting ready for him and Norkida's next date, just as Mabel bursted into their room.

"Dipper. We've gotta talk about Nordika." She stated, approaching her twin, who'd stopped combing and turned his attention to her.

"Isn't she the best?" Dipper responded, then turning his cheek to reveal a huge red spot, "Check out this giant smooch mark she gave me!"

Mabel screamed in disturbance, just as her her brother began laughing.

"Ha, ha! Gullible. It was just an accident with the leaf blower!" He continued, smiling wide. "That was fun."

"No, Dipper, listen! I'm trying to tell you that Nordika is not what she seems!" Mabel exclaimed, taking the journal out of her coat.

Her twin gasped upon seeing the journal, and smiled wide. "You think she might be a vampire? That would be so awesome!"

"Guess again, brother..." Mabel responded, opening the journal, "SHA-BAM!"

"Agh!" Dipper yelled, slouching his posture backward. Seeing the disgusted look on his face, Mabel looked back at the journal, realizing she'd accidentally flipped the Gnome page instead.

"Oh, wait. I'm-I'm sorry..." Mabel said, flipping towards the Undead page and showing it to her brother, "Sha-bam!"

"A zombie?" Dipper protested, his face filled with skepticism, "that is not funny, Mabel."

"I'm not joking!" Mabel responded, infuriated that her brother hadn't believed her, "It all adds up: The bleeding, the limp. She never blinks! Have you noticed that?!"

"Maybe she's blinking when you're blinking." Dipper reasoned, shrugging his shoulders.

"Dipper, remember what the book said about Gravity Rises? Trust no one!" Mabel exclaimed, practically enraged.

"Well, what about me, huh? Why can't you trust me?" Dipper asked, placing his comb down. "Beep boop!"

"Dipper..." Mabel began, grasping her brother by his arms and shaking him violently, "She's gonna eat your brain!"

Dipper's face grew agitated, as he pried his sister off him. "Mabel, listen to me. Nordika and I are going on a date at five o'clock, and I'm gonna be COOL, and she's gonna be ADORABLE..." He began shoving Mabel out of the room, walking her backwards towards the door.

"Bu-bu-but!" Mabel began, as her brother gave her a finale shove outside of their bedroom.

"And I am not gonna let you ruin it with one of your crazy CONSPIRACIES!" Dipper interrupted, slamming the door shut with great force. Mabel sighed, facing her back against the door and sliding down into a sitting position.

"What am I gonna do?"

Ding dong!

"Coming!" Dipper yelled, running down the stairs, opening the wooden door revealing Nordika behind it. "Hey, Nordika. How do I look?" He asked, stretching out the bottom of his shirt which had a bulldog emblem on it.

"Cool..." Nordika responded, as Dipper linked arms with her and began to giggle.

"You always know what to say!" He added, as the two walked away from the shack.

As her brother left, Mabel laid on the chair in the living room, replaying the tape of "evidence" she recorded over and over again.
"Melody was right. I don't have any real evidence." She continued, speeding up the film, reaching one where Nordika and Dipper were sitting beside each other on a mountain, as Nordika's hand suddenly falls off and she cautiously picks it up.

"I guess I can be kind of paranoid sometimes and— wait, WHAT?!"

To be sure, Mabel replayed the tape, screaming as she tipped over the side of the chair. She was right. Nordika wasn't a normal teenager after all.

"I was right! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Mabel screamed, pushing the shack's door open and as she ran outside, "Great Uncle Ford! Great Uncle Ford!"

As Mabel attempted to get his attention, jumping hopelessly and flailing her arms above the large crowd, Ford was in the middle of one of his tours, currently explaining an attraction to the dazed crowd.

"And here we have a goblin that looks like a man," Ford explained, pointing to a a strange looking dwarf creature.

"Does it look like a goblin?" A local hillbilly in the crowd asked, Ford giving him a strange look in response.

"No, it looks like a man."

"Is it a man?"

"It's a goblin that looks like a man!"

Mabel eventually got tired of jumping and flailing to get her Grunkle's attention, so she resorted to screaming his name instead.

"Over here! Great Uncle Ford!" She yelled, as loud as she could. Despite her efforts, Ford appeared far too busy with his conversation with the crowd to pay attention to her.

"For the fifth time! It's-it's not an actual man!" He explained to the crowd, a tone of anger in his voice. Mabel growled slightly, calling for her Grunkle once again.

"Ford! Ford!"

Mabel instantly stopped, noticing Robbie drive into the Shack's parking lot with the snow cart.

"Robbie!" Mabel yelled, running over to the teenager, "Robbie! Robbie! I need to borrow the snow cart so I can save my brother from a zombie!"

Robbie stared at her for a few seconds as she froze in place, before given her a small smile and handing her the keys. "Try not to hit any pedestrians!" he yelled, walking away.

Mabel instantly hopped into the cart and turned it on, backing up as she stopped in front of Melody, who was knelt over slightly to talk to her.

"Dude, it's me: Melody. This is for the zombies." Melody said, handing Mabel a shovel.

"Thanks!" Mabel replied, taking the shovel as she continued driving.

"Better safe then sorry!" Melody called out, as Mabel drove out of view.

"Finally, we're alone." Dipper exclaimed, as Nordika turned her back to him as she fidgeted with the zipper on her hoodie.

"Yes. Alone…" She responded, followed by an exhale. "Uh, Dipper, now that we've gotten to know each other, there's... there's something I should tell you."

"Oh, Nordika, you can tell me anything!" Dipper answered, as he clasped his hands together and smiled wide. "Please be a vampire, please be a vampire!"

Nordika turned around, firmly placing her finger on her sweater, "All right, just...just don't freak out, okay? Just...just keep an open mind, be cool!"

She unzipped it and flung it off, revealing five gnomes standing on top of each other.

"Is this weird? Is this too weird? Do you need to sit down?" The gnome at the top said, as she stared at a completely shocked Dipper. "R-r-right, I'll explain. So! We're gnomes. First off. Get that one outta the way."

"Uhh..." Dipper responded, as he twitched his eye, mouth still hanging open.

"I'm Jane, and here we have Carla, Stephen, Jenna and... I'm sorry, I always forget your name." Jane continued, facing the bottom gnome.

"Shmebulock." The gnome responded, in a rather dazed state. Jane snapped her fingers, continuing on, "Shmebulock! Yes! Anyways, long story short, us gnomes have been lookin' for a new king! Right, girls?"

"King! King! King!" The four gnomes chanted among themselves, repeating the chant over and over.

"Heh. So what do you say?" Jane asked, tapping her foot to make the gnomes kneel in a proposing fashion, holding a black case with a ring inside. "Will you join us in holy matrignomey? Matri...matri-mo-ny! Blah! Can't talk today!"

Dipper continued staring, as he lowered his head and shuffled his hand behind it, "Look... I'm sorry, girls. You're really sweet, but, I'm a boy, and you're gnomes, and it's like, "what"? Yikes..."

The gnomes lowered their heads, looking genuinely sad. "We understand. We'll never forget you, Dipper." Jane responded, as Dipper smiled back in gratitude.

"Because we're gonna kidnap you."

"Huh?"

Each gnome flung it's way onto him, Dipper horrifyingly screaming in response as they knocked him over.

Mabel had been driving the snow cart for at least a few minutes, straight through the woods, frequently calling out Dipper's name.

"Don't worry, Dipper! I'll save you from that zombie!" she screamed ahead of her, just as she heard her brother's distress cry of help in the distance.

"Hold on!" She yelled out, taking a sharp turn into a strange part of the forest, where sure enough her brother was, being tied down by a bunch of gnomes.

"The more you struggle, the more awkward this is gonna be for everybody! Just, ha ha, okay. Get his arm there, Stephen!" Jane ordered the gnomes. Stephen instantly bit Dipper's arm, causing him to yelp in pain.

"Let go of me!" He screamed, punching the gnome off, causing it to go flying, as it landed near a tree and started barfing out a rainbow.

"What the heck is going on here?!" Mabel yelled, running towards the gnomes and her brother, a gnome hissing at her in response.

"Mabel! Nordika turned out to be a bunch of gnomes! And they're total brats!" Dipper yelled to his sister, just as another gnome began tugging on his hair. "Hair! Hair! Hair!"

"Gnomes? Huh, I was way off." Mabel responded, taking the journal out of her coat as she began flipping to the gnome page. "Gnomes: little woman of the Gravity Rises Forest. Weaknesses: unknown."

"Aw, come on!" Dipper responded, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, HEY! Let go of my brother!" Mabel yelled, approaching Jane, who instantly turned around to face the girl.

"Oh! Ha ha, hey, there! Um, you know, this is all really just a big misunderstanding. You see, your brother's not in danger. He's just marrying all one thousand of us and becoming our gnome king for all eternity! Isn't that right, hun?" Jane responded, turning to face Dipper who gave her a disgusted look.

"You guys are butt-faces! Mmmm-MMMMM!" He yelled, his mouth then being covered by one of the gnomes.

"Give him back right now, or else!" Mabel yelled, pointing the shovel Melody gave her at Jane, as Jane gave Mabel a smug expression.

"You think you can stop us, girl? You have no idea what we're capable of. The gnomes are a powerful race! Do not trifle with the-"

In a causal manner, Mabel scooped up the gnome with the shovel, tossing Jane away as she screamed. She made her way to her brother, cutting him free with the shovel, who was cheering as he kicked the gnomes around him away. Grasping each others hands, the two twins then raced towards the snow cart.

"She's getting away with our king! No, no, no!" Jane yelled, as Mabel and Dipper got onto the cart and started it up.

"Seatbelt." Mabel commented, backing up as they drive out of the Gnome Cavern.

"You've messed with the wrong creatures, girl! Gnomes of the forest: ASSEMBLE!" Jane yelled, summoning the gnomes to all join and form a large version of themselves, stacking on top of eachother.

"Hurry, before they come after us!" Dipper yelled to his sister, who was causally driving along the trail.

"I wouldn't worry about it. See their little legs? Those suckers are tiny!" Mabel responded, confidence in her voice.

Mabel instantly stopped driving, wide eyed, as the twins heard large footsteps behind them. A large Gnome Creature approached them, stopping right in front of the cart.

"Dang." Dipper commented, seeing the gnome monster.

"All right, teamwork, guys. Like we practiced." Jane yelled at the other gnomes, whom all let out a growl in unison.

"Move, MOVE!" Dipper implored Mabel, just as the gnome's smashed their arm to the ground, Mabel speeding away right before the impact.

"Come back with our king!" Jane yelled to the twins, as the monster began catching up on them.

"It's getting closer!" Dipper yelled, seeing the shadow on the gnome monster hovering above them. The giant then throwed several gnomes at the twins, which began chewing on the cart and causing havoc.

Dipper elbowed one of the gnomes off the cart, while Mabel forcefully grabbed Shmebulock and repeatedly pounded him on the steering wheel before letting him fly off, another gnome clawing Mabel's face right after, it's leg caught to a thread on Mabel's shirt.

"I'll save you, Mabel!" Dipper called, repeatedly punching Mabel in the face until the gnome came flying off. With one final blow, the gnome was knocked away, tearing the bottom rim of Mabel's shirt clean off.

"Thanks, Dipper..." Mabel responded in a dazed tone, due to the punches.

"Don't mention it." Her brother responded, smiling.

The Gnome Giant then picked up a giant pine tree, throwing it right above the twins. Dipper cried out a "look out!" as him and his sister both screamed, the cart spinning in every direction, out of control. The cart then overturns, skidding right in front of the Mystery Shack.

Battered, Mabel and Dipper both crawl out of the damaged cart, just as the Gnome Giant approached, standing right in front of them.

"Stay back, man!" Mabel called out, tossing the shovel at the gnomes, which deflected the attack with ease.

In horror, both Mabel and Dipper screamed, clinging on to each other. "Uh, where's Great Uncle Ford?!" Mabel questioned, fear in her voice.

Meanwhile, inside the shack, Ford was giving another tour to another round of customers, which were standing just next to the window where Mabel, Dipper, and the Gnome Giant were in perfect view. The crowd didn't seem to notice, as Ford pulled out a hypnotic potion, which dazed the customers. "This potion here has the ability to distract whoever looks at it- just by looking at it themselves! Just try to look away, you can't!... I can't even remember what I was talking about." He added, staring blankly at it.

"It's the end of the line, kids!" Jane roared, as she controlled the Gnome Monster to point at them, "Dipper, marry us before we do something crazy!"

"There's gotta be a way out of this!" Mabel yelled, reaching to pull out the journal once again from her coat, just as her brother stepped forward, determination on his face.

"I gotta do it." He announced firmly, triggering Mabel to look up at him like he sprouted an extra head.

"What?! Dipper, don't do this! Are you crazy?" Mabel responded, running up to her brother.

Dipper then lowered his head, leaning himself towards his sister. "Trust me." He whispered.

"What?"

"Mabel, just this once. Trust me!"

As Dipper glanced back at the gnomes, Mabel backed up, letting Dipper do what he had to do.

"All right, Jane. I'll marry you." Dipper called out, as Jane's face brightened up.

"Hot dog! Help me down there, Jenna!" She asked, climbing down the monster of gnomes, "Thanks, Ariel! All right, left foot, there we go, watch those fingers, Miranda."

Jane approached Dipper, whom knelt down on his knee, as Jane pulled out a diamond ring. "Eh? Eh?"Jane asked, as Dipper held out his hand as the tiny gnome slid the ring on his finger.

"Bada-bing, bada-bam! Now let's get you back into the forest, hun!" Jane exclaimed, doing a little victory dance.

"May I now kiss the bride?" Dipper asked, as Jane gave him a sly smile in response.

"Well, don't mind if you do." She responded, leaning in to kiss Dipper. Just before the two kissed, Dipper switched on the leaf blower behind him and attempted to suck Jane up, as she tried to scamper away from the leaf blowers pull, Mabel watching her brother in shock.

"Ah! Hey, hey, wait a minute! Whoa, whoa! Wh-what's goin' on?!" Jane yelled, half of her body getting sucked into the tube of the leaf blower.

"That's for lying to me!" Dipper yelled, increasing the power of the leaf blower, "THAT'S for breaking my heart!"

"Ow! My face!" Jane hollered, getting sucked in even more into the leaf blower.

"And THIS is for messing with my sister!" Dipper yelled, aiming the leaf blower at the gnome monster as he faced Mabel. "Wanna do the honors?"

"On three!" Mabel yelled out, joining his side and grasping the machine.

"One, two, three!" The two scream in unison, reversing the power of the leaf blower, sending Jane into the other gnomes. Upon the impact, the Gnome Monster was bursted apart, the release sending Mabel and Dipper both plummeting backward, and Jane back into the forest.

"I'll get you back for this...!" Jane yelled, flying out of sight.

The other gnomes began shaking their heads, all scattered around the yard, whining upon themselves.

"Who's giving orders? I need orders!"

"My arms are tired."

Dipper then walked up to the gnomes, blowing them all away with the leaf blower as they scampered away.

"Anyone else want some?" Mabel yelled out, arms crossed as she stood behind her brother as the last of the gnomes retreated into the forest.

After all of the gnomes had retreated, Mabel yawned and began walking towards to door to get inside, as Dipper turned off the leaf blower, running towards her.

"Hey, Mabel? I, um...I'm sorry for ignoring your advice. You really were just looking out for me." Dipper apologized, his hands behind his back.

"Oh, don't be like that. You saved our butts back there." Mabel responded, smiling.

Dipper sighed, scrubbing some snow off his hair. "I guess I'm just sad that my first girlfriend turned out to be a bunch of gnomes..." He said, facing the ground.

"Look on the bright side. Maybe the next one will be a vampire!" Mabel responded, in attempts to cheer her twin up.

"Oh, you're just saying that!" Dipper responded softly, lightly punching his sister in the arm.

"Awkward sibling hug?" Mabel asked, extending out her arms.

"Awkward sibling hug." Dipper responded, reaching in as the two hugged each other lightly.

"Pat, pat." The twins said in unison, patting each other on the back.

The two entered the Mystery Shack gift shop, where Ford seemed to be working on an experiment, not even acknowledging them. After stopping to stare at him, the two exhaustively frowned and made there way past him, just as Ford glanced up awkwardly, as he hesitantly called out to them.

"Uh, hey! W-Wouldn't you know it? Um, I accidentally overstocked some inventory, so, uh... how's about each of you take one item from the gift shop? On the house, y'know?"

The two twins turned around, Dipper's face brightening up.

"Really?" Dipper exclaimed.

"What's the catch?" Mabel asked, raising her eyebrow up at him.

"The catch is do it before I accidentally cut my finger off with this, now take something."

The two twins hurried past him, looking around the gift shop. Mabel slowly picked a over-sized blue and white T-shirt with an pine tree on it, taking her coat off as she slipped it over her ripped dark beige star one.

"Hmm..." She observed in a mirror, slipping her coat back on. "That oughta do the trick!"

Dipper scuffled around boxes, gasping as he reached his hand deeply into one of them.

"And I will have a..." He exclaimed, pulling the object out and spinning in circles, "GRAPPLING HOOK! Yes!" He announced, showcasing it in the air.

Ford and Mabel both stared at him, as Ford turned to Mabel. "Wouldn't he rather have, like, a toy car, or something?"

Dipper then fired the grappling hook upward to the ceiling, it pulling him up as he held onto it.

"GRAPPLING HOOK!" He exclaimed once again.

"Fair enough!" Ford responded, shrugging as he went back to his experiment.

"Haha!" Dipper laughed, as he hopped up and down in his pajama's on his bed, while Mabel was writing on the empty pages in the journal.

This journal told me there was no one in Gravity Rises I could trust... Mabel wrote, glancing at Dipper, whom shot his grappling hook at a stuffed animal and reeled it forward, turning towards his sister with a big smile on his face. Mabel smiled back at him, and continued writing. But when you battle a hundred gnomes side-by-side with someone, you realize that they've probably always got your back.

"Hey, Dipper, could you get the light?" Mabel asked, placing the journal and pen down as she tucked herself in bed.

"I'm on it!" Dipper responded, aiming the grappling hook at the light as he accidentally smashed it, sending it crashing out the window.

"It works!" He exclaimed, as the two started laughing once again.

Our uncle has been studying the strange things about this town for several years. But who knows what other secrets are waiting to be unlocked.

Cautiously, Ford made his way through the deserted Gift Shop, and began entering a complex code on the vending machine. The machine flew open, revealing a secret area behind it. Ford cautiously looked around as he entered inside, completely shutting the machine door closed.

ZHOFRPH WR JUDYLWB ULVHV

(Hey guys! Hoped you enjoyed this! Like I said, I'm gonna basically be re-writing every episode but with this AU twisted to it. The writing style in this was slightly different thanks to the narration, but for every other chapter after this I'll be writing in normal narrative style. It took me longer then I expected to write this, I'll probably update with a new episode every week. I'm totally hyped to write the next episode.)