Hey guys it's Michi, I had this idea a long time ago and never really did anything about it, but I thought it would be cool and a good way to break through some writers block. This is set in like a city, not so suspiciously named gravity falls, and it takes a kind of bank robbing crew idea, please keep an open mind and if you guys like it, I'll be sure to do more.
~Michi
Chapter one: The prep
Officer Corduroy hated many things, but she loathed paperwork more than any other job. Researching cases was one thing, but filing arrests for pissing in public is below her pay grade. Sighing Wendy put down a stack of papers in a bin labeled "TO BE FILED". She worked in a cubicle in an old run down police station in the middle of Gravity Falls, the great city no one cared about. The city itself was quite notable, with some tall buildings in the center, multiple freeways, suburbs, uptown, ghettos, even a military base and a prison to the south. But nothing ever happened; people just lived their lives as if they wanted nothing more than minimum wage. But Wendy wanted more than that; she wanted to make something of all her time spent in the academy and all her studying in college, she wanted more than minimum wage.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a tall man with a dark brown shade of skin, it was Lee, "Wendy, Nate, Robbie and me were going to grab some drinks, you in?" He asked
"Yeah sure, I'll meet you there." Wendy assured
"Cool, see you at the bar." Lee said dashing down the hallway
Lee was a nice guy, always looking out for others, but when he got around Nate, well Nate brought out the worst in Lee. But regardless they were all fellow officers and longtime friends, Wendy dealt with them. Wendy changed into her spare clothes she kept at the station, which were jeans with a white tank top and a flannel. She put her uniform neatly under her desk and headed out with only her badge and gun.
"Nate is buying me a drink this time." Wendy said quietly to herself
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The bar was loud and smelly; full of large guys with beards or rich boys with a douchebag haircut. Wendy would never come to a place like this except it wasn't up to her; it was always up to Lee and Nate. So the tired officer took another long sip of her beer, gazing lazily at the TV screen that hung above the bar. A man slid up next to Wendy, he was about her height, so a little under six foot and had brown hair, which was currently a mess. His eyes looked tired, as if he had been pulling all-nighters. He wore black jeans and dark green shirt with a red jacket over it. Even though he looked like hell, Wendy found it to be…charming.
"Hey bar keep, cheapest beer." He hollered to the bartender
To this the bartender nodded and began to prepare another drink for someone else. The man put his head against the bar with a soft thud and let his arms hang to the sides of him.
"Long day?" Wendy questioned innocently
"Long week more like." He answered unmoving
"I know how that goes, name's Wendy." Wendy said before taking another drink of her almost finished beer
"Dipper Pines." He said lifting his head up to face the girl
"You studying for something Pines?" Wendy asked cheekily
"No…well I guess in a way yeah, why do you ask?" Dipper responded
"Well because you look like you need a goodnights rest." Wendy said honestly
"And you look like you need another beer." Dipper said gesturing to the now empty beer bottle
"It would seem that way, now wouldn't it?" Wendy responded holding the bottle to eye level
"Bar keep, make that two of your cheapest beers." Dipper yelled to the bartender, who rolled his eyes in response
'Wait, did I just let him buy me a drink, I never let anyone buy me a drink unless it's Lee or Nate. Guys never want anything good if they buy you drinks…but this one is different; maybe I'll drink…just this once' Wendy thought to her self
"That was pretty slick Pines, didn't even realize my drink was being bought." Wendy said impressed
"I tend to be pretty smart." Dipper responded taking the two beers from the bartender
"Yeah and how do you figure that?" Wendy asked doubtful
"Well I can look and analyze just about anything and take rational steps against it." Dipper responded almost cocky
"I'm not convinced, why don't you try it on me," Wendy began as she repositioned herself so she was facing the man, "Analyze me and tell me anything you can find out."
"If you insist." Dipper said adjusting himself
Dipper gazed at Wendy, looking her up and down for a couple seconds. Despite her normally anti-bar guy attitude, she was a little flustered by Dipper looking her over. Many a times have guys looked at her with that weird stalkerish thing they do, but he was just analyzing every aspect of her and it felt weird.
"You're a year older than I am, so 23, and working at a police station. You want to work in the field but are stuck at a desk job. You are studying physics at a university nearby, probably Gravity University. You hate bars because guys constantly hit on you, but you are only here to be around your friends. You don't care for class; you just want to get wasted so you can sleep well tonight. You hate when people look at you with any sort of sexual or romantic desire and you live in the town, but far away from the police station. Since you study physics I am assuming you are over qualified to be working at police station, much less a desk job, so tell me, is it some childhood vendetta that's drives you or are you just atoning for something?" Dipper finished taking a deep breath
Wendy sat with her jaw open, how did he…that was…Wendy had no words to describe what she had just heard, she was impressed to say the least.
"Ho-how did you do that?" Wendy questioned
"It was simple really, your ID is lying on the bar, so I knew your age, and you carry your gun around like a patrol officer, but have marks on your wrist from leaning your hands against a sharp desk for hours on end, so I know your job. I don't see any keys on you so you don't have a car, which mean you walk most places, probably like the closest university, GU. You seem tired which means you have been studying for difficult tests, since you were looking at the way the beer sloshed in the bottle I assumed you were studying physics. The way you sit at the bar ignoring everybody while you friends have a good time tells me you hate bars and are only here for them. When I looked you over you blushed so I assume you don't like men looking at you. You are drinking one of the cheapest beers here so you just want to get wasted and your tired form the bags under your eyes." Dipper said followed by another swig of beer
"Well Mr. Pines you seem to have me all figured out, don't you?" Wendy teased
"Afraid not, I am missing one piece of information that I can't seem to get." Dipper said concerned
"Holy shit, you don't know something, please tell me what it is, I must know what the great Dipper doesn't." Wendy said mocking his intelligence
"Well you see, I can't figure out why a girl as pretty as you is single." Dipper said smiling down to his beer
Wendy was almost upset with the pick-up line until she realized how much effort he had put in to set it up.
"Pines does it again, Mr. Slick aren't we today?" Wendy said trying to hide her blush
A ringtone rang out from Dipper's phone, to which he picked up and gave a couple of yes's and hung up.
"Sorry that's my cue, ya know big day tomorrow" He said leaving some money on the table before rushing out of the bar.
Wendy smirked and thought to herself, 'It's too bad he had to go, he was kinda cute.'
She looked down and realized that a phone number was written down on her bottle.
"Damn, he is good." She said to herself
"WENDY, NATE JUST CHUGED LIKE THREE BEERS, YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!" Lee yelled from across the room
Wendy ran over to her friends to join in on the fun, but not before writing down that guy's number in her phone. She wasn't worried, she figured she would see him again.
Somewhere else the next day:
Dipper hated these moments, just lazily sitting in the car, with nothing to do until Soos gave the all clear. Dipper looked over to see Mabel with a huge grin spread across her face, the twin always seemed to enjoy the jobs while Dipper hated them. He always felt dirty when he was doing them, but when they were done, when he was looking at the pile of cash, the dirtiness seemed to just melt away.
"Dipper, is something wrong?" Mabel questioned while she searched through her duffel bag
"Just…anxious ya know; I get this way before every job." Dipper assured her
"Don't worry so much; we got this all planned out, you said it yourself," Mabel explained trying to impersonate Dipper, "Zero percent chance of fatality and only a 7.8 chance of injury."
"Yeah you're right, just nervous that's all." Dipper responded still unnerved
"Don't worry about it bro, alpha twin has got your back" Mabel assured
Dipper didn't respond but instead looked towards the jewelry store, only one guard; it should be an easy job. I mean this was up town Gravity Falls, no one carried a gun, but what worried Dipper was the unusual amount of police officers roaming around. Dipper knew they didn't have enough fire power to have a shoot-out with the swat team. They could survive a skirmish with the GFPD, but not the swat; it didn't matter, they would be gone before the swat could even show up.
"Alpha two come in, do you read me." Soos's voice said over the radio
"We got you Charlie one." Mabel responded
"Bravo has made it into the building, currently picking the lock, do what you do best dudes." Soos said before clicking off his radio
"It's show time." Mabel said pulling her mask over her face; her mask had zebra print all over it, she insisted that this job had to be done in style.
Dipper's mask was just plain black with one wide lens in the middle. The twin both wore gray jump suits, though Mabel's had some pins on it, and black boots. Very non-descript and easy to get out of.
"Twins?" Dipper said offering up his knuckles to Mable
"Twins." Mabel said punching it
And to this, the twins exited the car; what ensued was quite extraordinary and as they find out, quite bloody.