GREETINGS MY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

I have a thing for updating on holidays, don't I? Last time I uploaded something was Hellfire on Christmas Eve, and now it's this on the day before Easter (Maybe Easter Eve...?).

Anyway, this has been an idea I've been toying with for awhile! I love this crossover, and I don't know if anyone's done a fanfic like this, because I haven't looked yet. So I decided to take a crack at it!

I probably won't be updating super regularly, I'll just update whenever I have inspiration.

Speaking of updating, I haven't forgotten about TDATD. I've just been working on other stuff lately, most of it private, but I am formulating a plot. I just need to get around to writing it out...

I'm pretty excited for this fic, especially the Bill/Yellow Diamond interaction (No spoilers though...!) I still don't have the whole story worked out, but my strategy is to just write as it comes.

So, I know I always talk for too long. Sorry, and thanks for reading if you did read all the way through! Enjoy the story, and let the crossover craziness commence!

Stanley Pines sat on the easy chair in the living room of the Mystery Shack. After a busy day of dealing with tourists he was happy to finally have some downtime. Mabel lay on the shag carpet in front of the chair, drawing some sort of picture. She was humming a song which was a little annoying as Stan was trying to watch television, but he didn't mind so much. He smiled at her in secret, but would've denied it if anyone had asked.

Now one thing that really did annoy him were the constant thumps coming from below the floorboards. Stan tried his best to ignore them, wanting not to get involved, but they were starting to get more insistent. He turned up the volume on the television and watched as Mabel bounced up and down with the thuds, seemingly not even noticing. He grew angrier and angrier in silence, his face reddening. Just as a particularly large thump came and he was about to storm down and give his brother the what-for (of course he knew this was his fault), Soos burst into the room.

"Earthquake!" He cried. "Everyone get down!" He rushed over to Mabel, and she yelped as he threw her over his shoulder. He dived under the kitchen table and put his hands over his head.

"Soos, you idiot!" Stan yelled, happy to have a source to vent his anger on. "There's no earthquake, that's just my stupid brother messing around in the lab!" Mabel jumped up and helped Soos up from under the table.

"It's okay, Grunkle Stan," she said. "He was just trying to protect me!" Soos nodded solemnly.

"As is my sacred duty."

Stan rolled his eyes, and steadied himself on the table as another thump rocked the floor. "I should go down there and tell him off! Thinking his weird little experiments can get out of hand like this and it's all just fine!" He rambled, but was interrupted by Wendy bursting in from the gift shop.

"Earthquake!" She cried, blowing an airhorn she always seemed to be able to produce. Hands flew to ears, and Mabel shouted that they had already confirmed that there was no earthquake. Stan rolled his eyes.

"Okay, that's it!" He cried. "Everyone calm down, I'm going to talk to my brother!" He stomped over to the door to the gift shop, but jumped back just in time to see a frantic-looking Stanford throwing the door back. Stan quickly collected himself.

"What have you been doing down there, Ford? The whole house is shaking!" He yelled, gesturing wildly. For a moment Ford looked confused.

"What?" He said, blinking. He shook his head. "Oh, never mind that. It's not important now!" He rushed past his indignant brother, coat flying out behind him. "Have any of you turned on the national news?" This time it was Stan's turn to be confused.

"What? No!" Mabel scrambled after her uncle, tailed by Wendy and Soos.

"Why, Grunkle Ford?" She asked. "Is something wrong?"

"I knew it!" Wendy cried, honking on her air horn. "Earthquake!" Stan rolled his eyes again.

"There's nothing wrong, Ford's just being dramatic." They reached the living room and Ford knelt, turning on the TV and not bothering with the remote. He found the news station and Soos turned up the volume. Ford stood back so that the screen was visible, and Mabel gasped.

"What is that?!" She cried. It was a giant green hand, and they were replaying a shaky tape of it crashing onto a beach.

"INVASION!" The newscaster was saying. "Visitors from above! What could it mean? Were they friendly, and crashed? Or could their motives be more sinister...An attempt to kill as many as possible in the crash? Whatever this hand-ship was, there was someone else involved." The tape of the hand was replaced by a far away shot of two figures, one impossibly tall and holding a giant bow.

"Perhaps rebels?" The newscaster belted. "Or are they the landing crew?! There have been other strange occurrences happening in this area, but no other photographs have been taken, and the figures have mysteriously vanished. What could it mean?" He repeated, and Ford turned away from the television, his eyes wild.

"Do you see what this means?" He said in excitement. The other three were speechless, and Mabel spoke up after a moment.

"That the giant arm will be coming next?" She asked.

"Wha...No!" Ford rubbed his forehead. "Aliens! Intelligent life!" He quickly grew excited again. "Imagine the things we could learn from them! The knowledge we could obtain!"

"Yeah, like death!" Stan interrupted. "If you ask me, all aliens are evil. We should be hunkering down! Why do you think I've been stocking canned meat?" Ford shook his head.

"Open your mind, Stanley. We could gain so much!" Soos nodded.

"I could travel the galaxy, as I was always meant to do." Ford gestured to him.

"See? Soos understands!" Stan facepalmed.

"Don't mistake Soos being Soos for Soos understanding, Ford." Ford waved his hand.

"Never mind. Come!" He took off again, back into the gift shop. Mabel, Soos and Wendy rushed after him, but Stan stayed back.

"Seriously? We're all just going to…Ugh, nevermind." He shuffled after the rest of them.

As they entered the lab Stan noticed that the thuds had come to a stop. Dipper rushed to meet them, holding a notebook in one hand and a pen, which he was frantically clicking, in the other.

"Grunkle Ford!" He exclaimed. "I wrote down all the information that was on there!" He handed Ford the notebook. Ford scanned it, then rushed to the wall of monitors, studying the images. He looked down at the notebook again, then turned to the others.

"Do you know what this means?" He asked them again. Receiving silence, Ford grinned.

"We're going to beach city."

So how was that for a first chapter? Sorry about the length, they'll be longer in the future.

See you next time, and feedback is greatly appreciated! *insert heart emoji here*