So, I had worked on a couple stories awhile ago but they all just seen... Egh, right now. So I'll be trying (probably end in my tears) for creating a Gravity Falls piece. I have watched the show last year and fell in love. So, let's begin, some things might be messed up, just message me, leave a review and tell me of anything that could be fixed because that would be really helpful.
Btw, this has spoilers for the last episode that aired so far and it will be starting just then.
Okay, now I'll really start.
"My brother..." Stanford said, voice barely above a whisper. He watched as the gruff looking man walked from the rubble and ruins of that awful machine he came from and bent down to one of the journals left on the floor.
The man pressed his odd hand, six fingers(including his thumb) onto the cover of the journal, matching up to the illustration. He studied the worn and dull crimson color before plucking it from the ground and carefully placed it in his coat, as if it were fragile and would crumble into dust if he just dropped it.
His attention turned to the gray haired individual in front of him.
"Lee..." The gray haired one said, stepping closer to him then opened his arms slowly. "How have you-" Stan was cut off short of his brother's fist slamming into his face violently, a cracking noise could be heard-most likely his nose breaking. His own hands shot to the injury and pulled them away to look at his blood. Before he could stop his brother, the man tackled him to the ground, raising his fist to strike again.
"Stanley! Wait! It's me!" Stanford raised his arms to get ready for the impact. Looking at the ragged man, fury blazing in his eyes and nose flaring. He could feel his own nose streaming blood down his face.
"Then where is HE? Last time, you were under his control." He rasped. Oh how Stan had missed his voice and closed his eyes. "He's gone for now..." When his brother, towering above him just readied to hit him, there was movement in the corner of his eye. Mabel.
The girl had grabbed his brother's arm and attempted to pull him away.
'After she's known about my lies, she tries to protect me still. Strange little Mabel.'
Mabel shouted. "I don't know what's going on! I don't know who HE is. I don't think I know anything anymore, but if he is your brother, just let him explain." She continued to pull on Lee's arm. He didn't reply but just looked at Stan, looking for a glint of gold in the gray haired man's eyes or anything unnatural.
He finally pulled away and stepped a little away from him, watching how he held his injured, bleeding nose.
Ignoring the other male he turned and looked down at girl, she returned the look he gave her with an even stern stare.
Another movement tore his gaze away as a slightly smaller boy stood in front of the girl. Raising his arms as if to hide her from the tall man.
Behind them a young, round man stood behind then defensively and looked at the elder on the ground. "Mr. Pines!" There was a grunt behind him and a shift as the man stood unsteadily on his feet.
"...We have to catch you up to date."
...
A single eye opened.
"So the old man found his strange sibling. Cute!"
"Really warms my heart to see such family bonding... Shame I don't have a family, or a heart!"
The shadows around the owner of the voice danced and flickered as he cackled. "Might as well say hello to an old friend!"