So…..this is my second gravity falls fic.
I got a lot of love on my last one and I had another idea.
AND THIS ONE WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!
I've been sick...ish.
Tooth infection, half my face swelled up, it was awful.
And not to mention painful! I was either sleeping or not up for anything.
So during my waking hours this story starting mapping itself out.
Incase my description was too vague, it's about Rev!pines.
I cannot get enough of those two evil treats!
So this is basically my take on Reverse falls, the Gleeful twins' life, and how they wound up where and how they are.
Feel free to PM me if you want to know my reasoning behind anything.
The young twins laid on the floor, coloring contently. Dipper was freehand drawing his teddy bear, Mabel was coloring a page from a book. Both their pictures were pretty good for eight year olds.
Carol wasn't paying much attention. They were pretty independent kids. Usually they looked after each other, making this gig super easy. She got paid to sit on the couch and read. Other teens might take advantage of the flat screen on the other side of the room, but she didn't really care for TV.
"Can I have a snack?" Dipper asked, setting him crayon down momentarily.
"You know where the kitchen is." Carol mumbled, focusing more on her heroine of her novel and how she was going to get past her latest trail.
She rarely got off the couch when watching them. After day three she found out they could make sandwiches for themselves and stopped making snacks. After week two she discovered that they could reach any shelf by balancing on each other's shoulders, so she stopped getting them things. The longer she was here, the more she learned she didn't have to do.
Carol scanned her page, desperate for each word. She loved books so much. She could just read for hours and hours and-
RIIIIIIING
The phone. One of the few things she had to get up for.
Sighing, she set her book down and stood up. She glanced around the room, quickly assessing where the twins she was in charge of where. Dipper had returned with a sandwich, the contents of which she didn't care. He was sitting next to couch, Mabel hadn't moved. Carol noted their positions in case she had to do anything regarding them in the next few minutes. Her eyes passed over the digital clock and quickly returned there.
"Is it really that late?" Carol murmured.
The Gleefuls should have been back and hour or so ago. Carol reasoned this must be what the phone call was about and speed across the room.
"Gleeful residence, babysitter Carol speaking." She said clearly and cheerfully.
The twins looked up to try and hear what was being said. Carol turned, her brows knit in confusion.
"Is everything ok?" She said in a concerned voice.
A curious pause and then the color drained out of the babysitter's face.
"What!?" she gasped.
Dipper and Mabel looked to each other. Dipper swallowed his sandwich bite and didn't take another. Something was clearly wrong.
"Yeah…Yeah they're here. They're right here in front of me." Carol stammered. "Oh god…what am I supposed to tell them?"
The twins' concern grew. Carol wasn't supposed to swear in front of them. Of course she was supposed to do a lot of things that she didn't, but she never did anything she was told not to do.
"Alright." Carol said shakenly into the phone before she hung up.
She grabbed the keys off the fridge and turned to the children she was in charge of. So much for this being an easy gig.
"We need to go." She said as she started herding them out the door.
"Why?" Mabel asked.
"Where?" Dipper asked.
"The police station, something bad happened." Carol said sternly while roughly taking their hands.
The twins piled into their father's car as Carol got into the driver's seat. She technically had her license. She got it last week and was still not allowed to drive at night, but this was an emergency. She had to get these kids to the police and she had no ride. Her parents worked the night shift and all her friends (all two of them) were asleep. She had no siblings and she didn't even know any neighbors. The plan was that the Gleefuls were going to drive her home like they always did in the past. Carol was just thankful the Gleefuls were a two car family, otherwise they'd be stranded until they could get a ride.
The twins asked so many questions that she didn't want to answer. Carol gave them vague non-answers and dodged the questions ungracefully. After twenty minutes or so she just blasted the radio and ignored them altogether. She didn't sign up for this. Changing diapers maybe, but not this.
She was not about to tell a pair of kids their parents were dead.
Wait I'm doing this in chapters? Huh.
Well this is the last you'll see of Carol. She was a last minute character, not important.
FYI the Gleefuls live in Piedmont right now.
Don't worry, they'll wind up in Gravity Falls soon
And then the real fun starts.
Buckle up, things are going to get bumpy.
-grungekitty
