It was a cold, dark night in Gravity Falls maximum security prison. Guards patrolled the cells back and fourth around the clock, occasionally stopping for a cup of coffee to keep awake. All the convicts were asleep on their beds...well, almost all of them. One of them was still awake, carving a piece of wood in his hands into another one of his dolls. After a few in-jail courses, he had learned to carve a bit better, and was currently making a better version of Mabel. "Oh Mabel, I swear. When I get out this here prison, I'll kill your pesky family like sheep! And soon, with them out of our way, we'll take over this town as king and queen!" he said, chuckling evilly. "Hey kid, keep it down! People are trying to sleep" One of the guards said, obviously not happy with him. He glared, but said nothing, knowing if he yelled at them he'd probably get punished. "Marshmella, I promise, it'll only be a matter of time..." he said, sighing.
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"I can't believe it! I finally did it!" Durland said, smiling brightly. He and Blubbs were on morning duty, but they had gotten distracted by Durland attempting to do another maze. "See? I told you all that training would pay off!" Blubbs said, smiling along with him. Soon, however, the two were caught slacking off and were scolded for it. A few hours later, the two began to wake everyone up for breakfast. "Alright Gideon, get up!" they called once they got to his cell, only for him not to respond. "Gideon?" Durland asked, opening his cell. They searched the room, only to find Gideon gone. "Huston, we have a problem!" Blubbs said into his walkie-talkie, a serious look on his face.
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Stanford sighed with happiness, sitting in his chair. "Ahh...life's good. The shack's back, the whole town loves us, and we even got that Gleeful scent out of the carpet, so that's a plus" he said, chuckling. He proceeded to grab the remote and changed the channel to his favorite game show, Cash Shower. However, just when he began to lay back and relax, a special news report came on. "We interrupt this broadcast to give an important news update: Young convict Gideon Gleeful disappeared from his cell in the dark of night. We advise people to stay inside and keep a close eye on any kids or teens until his re-arrest" the TV blared, before the channel came back on. "Wait, WHAT?! Aw come on, it's gone to commercial!" he said, angry. "Um, Mr. Pines, no offense, but don't you think Gideon's a bit more important than your shows? I mean, you've watched this one practically 7 times" Soos relucantly said. "Soos, please. We've handeled the shortstack before, and we can do it again. I mean, unless he has some new magical trinket or something, it'll be a snap!" he said with a chuckle. What he didn't notice, was a certain escape-ee watching him from the shadows. 'Oh Stanford, it's funny how much yall underestimate meh" he said with a chuckle, a purple gem on his jacket shining with an eerie glow.