I own none of these characters except the oc's all credit go's to the creators of gravity falls if there's anything I can improve on I'd love the feedback that's all
Chapter 1:The arrival
"Tree... tree... augh, when is this stupid bus going to get there already. I've been on this bus for a long time", I said, looking outside of my bus window seat for what seemed like an eternity. Pondering over the letter sitting on my lap, I begrudgingly muttered "Why would she want me to come here? I was hoping she wasn't expecting me to patch things up with the old man. We haven't exactly been seeing things 'eye-to-eye'... well, whatever it is." Suddenly, the bus came to a stop and the bus driver exclaimed "Okay people, here we are! Final stop, Gravity Falls, Oregon!"
Hopping out of the bus, I looked around for a bit, then down at the letter "Where is she? The letter mentioned that she'd be here right now. I'd better call he- AAH!" I was cut short when an old man wearing a fez and an eye patch approached me.
"Welcome one, welcome all to the Mystery Shack, where we'll reveal all the mysteries of the world to you *cough for a price *cough*! Remember, we put the 'no' in no refunds!" he shouted. After a while, he looked at me and said "Come on kid, are you going to buy something or just stand there?"
After a quick search of my pockets, I said embarrassingly "Umm... looks like I don't have any money on me. Hehe... " Quickly changing the subject, I took out my letter and showed him an address "Listen, can you help me find this place?".
The old man took one look at me and paused with a big frown on his face. "Yeah listen kid" he said "I'd love to help you out, but I can't seem to remember anything and unless you're going to buy anything, I'm going to ask you to leave". With those parting words, the old man went off to welcome new potential customers.
Face palming with what just transpired, I thought to myself "Great... now how am I going to find this place now?". Checking my phone and getting no signal, I muttered "Crap, no signal. How am I so far in the middle of nowhere that I can't even get a signal? Perfect... now how am I supposed to get there now?!"
Before I could say anything else, I was greeted by a stranger.
"Hey... hey dude. Don't worry about Stan. He always acts like that. I think I can help you go to where you're searching for" she said.
Before answering, I hesitated for a second. "Why would she be so open to help a stranger?" I thought to myself. "Well, what's the worst thing that could happen?".
I handed her the letter and after reading the address for a couple of seconds, she returned the letter and said "Okay, I can take you there. It's not far".
"Why are you willing to help a stranger?" I asked, skeptically.
She chuckled and replied "Well, you're obviously new here and you seem like a chill guy, plus I'm headed to that location as well. My name's Wendy... Wendy Corduroy. What's yours?".
"M-my name's Jeremy Orion" I gasped, trying to smile in the process.
Snickering a bit, the red-headed girl replied in a playfully dopey tone "It's nice to meet you, Jeremy".
Giving her an annoyed look, I replied "Hey, I don't sound like THAT!". I covered my mouth, hoping she didn't hear that embarrassing voice crack.
Looking at me for a while before bursting out in laughter, Wendy said "Oh man, what an epic voice crack!".
Noticing the scowl on my face, Wendy apologetically said "Woah dude, loosen up. I was just messing with you. Like I said before, I'm going to help you out since you seem pretty chill to me".
"So, how are we going to get there, Wendy?" I said, composing myself and breathing normally again.
Pointing out the window with a confident demeanor, she answered "That's how". Looking out to where she pointed, I saw a van pull out of the street seemingly out of thin air. "You coming Jeremy?" she asked.
Taking a second to think about what I might have gotten myself into, I answered back enthusiastically "Yeah!".
"Great" she said with a big grin on her face. Taking my hand, she said "So, if Stan asks, tell him I'm off helping my family".
I looked over Wendy to see who she was talking to. A handy man tinkering with what seemed to be cheap display of a toaster turned around saluting and replied "You got it, dude" before continuing with his work.