Author's Note: Welcome back, everyone! This is the very first chapter for my story, The Second Beginning-the story of when Dipper and Pacifica send their children to a new and improved Gravity Falls ( and Mabel follows suit! ). The pairings and designs of these characters, first off, were inspired by TurquiseGirl35 ( Deviantart and Tumblr )'s fantastic drawings of them. To be honest, I feel like I should structure every "episode" into one whole story; therefore, things will be much, much faster. By the way, I wanted this story to be as diverse as possible; it's Black History Month!

Disclaimer: Gravity Falls belongs to Alex Hirsch and his team. Some of these designs and ideas belong to TurquioseGirl35, who is an amazing artist! Without further ado …

Chapter 1

I thought I was going to have a pretty lame summer. And who could blame me? Asides from spending most of the time at my cousin's beach house with my brothers, this summer was going to be pretty crummy with just us triplets and our parents.

Oh, I didn't tell you we were triplets? Let me start again.

My name is Marcella Pines, the second-born of the Pines triplets-me, Jesse, and Christopher. Yup-you know, I thought I would have a pretty boring summer; you know, staying at home, watching my brothers play video games, and see my parents battle bad guys.

Oh, I didn't tell you my parents' names? Let me start again.

My dad's name is Mason "Dipper" Robert Pines. When he was twelve years old, he and his twin sister were sent to Gravity Falls and uncovered tons of stuff there. He and Aunt Mabel talk about it all the time, but I never believed in that of stuff. I never believed they faced an interdimensional conman. I never believed they outsmarted a wax figure of Sherlock Holmes. I never believed my auntie went out with four gnomes at the same time. Heck, I never believed my dad had a crush on Aunt Wendy ( my mom scowls at him everytime he brings her up ). Daddy, because of this, has been on national television, has been called a "crackpot" on a number of occasions, and is an undercover detective.

My mom's name is Pacifica Elise Northwest-Pines, the heiress to Northwest Enterprises. You might wonder, "Hey, they're Northwests! They must have tons of money!" Wrong. Grandpa Preston ( ugh! I hate him and Grandma so much! ) lost all of their money when Mom was young; so all the riches they once had, she had to work for it via diner. When Mom was old enough, she started her own clothing business and became an immediate self-made billionaire! Grandma and Grandpa and her don't talk, and Dad just hates them flat-out. Yup. Our family's pretty complicated.

Remember all of those things I said earlier about having a sucky summer? Well, this then happened …

"Jesse? Marcy? Chris?" Mason "Dipper" Pines, 38, knocked on his triplets' door. "You guys in here?"

"Yeah," they had responded.

Currently, Mr. Pines had made his way into his children's shared bedroom, which had built-in bookshelves, three individual beds, storage trunks filled with what the triplets called "valuables," posters, desks, their backpacks, and etc.

Jesse was the oldest triplet and yet with that responsibility, was the one who always got into trouble. He was thirteen years old, was going to turn fourteen in early September, but what he lacked in self-control is what he made up in scams; Jesse Pines was a master tricksters, knew a vulnerable kid when he saw one, and always knew when to take advantage. The oldest Pines child was fair-skinned, with an attractive smile, illuminating brown eyes, and brownish-blonde hair.

Marcella "Marcie" Pines was the second oldest; born in a world where nearly nothing made sense if you really broke it down, Marcie found comfort in a good snack, overanalysis, and chess. Yes, those in her area often called her "worrisome," "strange," and even "crackpot," ( this was Jesse ), Marcie still questioned the questionable. She looked identical to her brothers, with fair skin, dark brown hair in a ribboned half-up, half-down style, and her mother's blue eyes.

Christopher "Chris" Pines was the youngest of the triplets, and, perhaps, the most innocent. This quality made him admired by a majority of those who knew him, though Chris was a very quiet and shy soul who stuck by his siblings at all costs. Where Jesse was the troublemaker and Marcie was the inquiring, Chris was the intelligent; he was the smart one of the three and usually came to a conclusion first. Christopher looked more like his brother, with brownish-blonde hair, a dorky smile, his mom's blue eyes, and thick square-shaped spectacles.

"You guys seem really busy, don't ya?" Mr. Pines asked, as his wife, Pacifica, joined him.

"No, not really," Marcie shrugged. "Why? Are you going to tell us another story?"

"No," Pacifica giggled, as if she and her husband were hiding something.

"Other than hanging out with Oliver ( Oliver is Mabel's son; you'll figure out her husband later ), nothing really," shrugged Chris, who wasn't so shy around his family.

"Yeah," frowned Jesse. "We do the same thing every single summer. Can we do something different? Now that we're teens?"

Pacifica winked at Dipper, who nodded. "You can. Marcie."

Marcie locked eyes with her father. "Yes?"

"You don't believe in our stories, right?"

"Of course not," Marcie snorted. "Just tons of hogwash."

"Alright, then," Pacifica winked. "Then, kids. We're finally doing something for the summer."

Everyone stared at her; what was she talking about?

"Kids," Dipper began. The triplets turned to their father.

"... We're going to Gravity Falls."

… And that was the start of a really amazing summer.

Author's Note: That was quite fun to write and a bit long, since I was listening to some Zendaya and a few scores by Hans Zimmer. Hope you like the story and please like, follow, and/or review! They're always appreciated! Chapter 2 should further explore everyone's personalities and, yes, we will have DIPCIFICA!