(AN: Alright, this is my first time writing a Gravity Falls Fic, so please comment and tell me what I can do better! This WILL have multiple POVs. Also, each chapter will be named after a song, and I will give the information on that song at the end of the chapter in case you want to look it up. I suggest lyrics videos on YouTube for all of them. None of the songs will have swear words or adult themes.

Also, this fic will update every two weeks, because the weeks imbetween updates will be devoted to my Doctor Who/Phineas and Ferb crossover, On Top of the World. Thank you.)

PROLOGUE

MABEL

A BRIEF INTRODUCTION / WE KNOW BETTER

Okay, we should probably get something out of the way before our story begins, and that is that I am the Alpha Twin.

I was totally born before Dipper, by, like, five minutes, but I figured it was more fun to be a princess than a Queen so I let Dipper take control. Or at least, that's all you need to know on the subject. Blame the patriarchy.

Anyway, our parents and grandparents, the King, Queen, Crown Prince and Princess, died when we were really little, in some epic battle of epic, so we've been raised by our Grunkle Stanford, but I call him Stan because it's shorter, and sometimes Dad, because that's even shorter, but he gets really uncomfortable when I call him that.

My brother is Dipper, the heir of the Kingdom of Pines. We're fourteen, so we've got a good seven years until Dipdip's finally crowned King of the Land, but he always acts like he's gonna be ruler tomorrow. He takes his studies super seriously, and it drives me bananas.

But he's not serious enough about studies to ignore me, his perfect sister. We have a lot of fun sliding around the castle and annoying the heck out of the servants. They secretly think it's hilarious, I can tell.

The head servant is Soos, and he's been here longer than we can remember. He's about ten or so years older than us, but we have more fun with him than any of the other kids our age around the palace, mostly because they're kinda awed by our awesomeness. Dipper'll say their parents warned them to stay away from us, but he's exaggerating.

Now, fourteen is a tough time for people. Not only do we have to deal with puberty and extra lessons piled on top of everything else, fourteen is considered the "marriageable age" for most citizens. Which totally sucks. I mean, I'm all for hanging out with boys and flirting and dreaming about princes coming to sweep me off my feet, but I'm FOURTEEN. I'm not even half as tall as Soos yet, and I'm expected to marry anyone who has enough money. Come on!

And the thing is, Dipper doesn't have to deal with it. Sure, there've been requests for marriages, but he hasn't been informed of them as far as I know. He probably hasn't even noticed girls other than me exist. But I have to deal with boys everywhere in town I go throwing themselves at my feet and begging me to marry them, which got annoying after week two when I realized that they weren't going to go away. Dipper thinks it's funny. I do not.

Everyone thought it was weird when Stan announced that they were going let me decide who to marry. Then again, we've done weird things in the past. Like how I take the same classes as Dipper, including the traditionally masculine ones, and he also takes my traditionally feminine classes. Stan also really hates being in charge until Dipper's old enough, and lets the court make most of the decisions while he goes and plays practical jokes on the lower classes. And then there was the incident with the multi-legged cow, but we don't talk about that much.

Anywho, our story starts about two months before it actually starts. And I know that sounds really weird, but Dipper's the gifted writer, not me. Let's begin.

I run down the hall, barefoot, sliding on the floors and giggling. I managed to ditch any underdresses this morning, and am holding up my skirt with my hands, barely balancing a daisy crown on my head. "Dipper!" I yell, sliding past the hallway he happens to be walking through.

He turns around, sighing as I slide back and run down the hallway to catch up with him.

He glances down at my feet. "Are you seriously going to class without socks?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you really going to class without shoes?" I ask, dropping my skirt and pointing at his feet.

Dipper glances down, only to realize that he's only wearing his socks on his feet. "Oh my gosh!" he panics. "I can't believe-"

His eyes widen in relief when I pull his shoes seemingly out of thin air. However, they shrink into slants in anger when I hold them above his reach.

"Mabel! Give!" he says, trying to grab them.

"Hugs first." I grin.

"Mabel, we're gonna be late!" Dipper complains, trying to reach his shoes, but I hold them back.

"HUG!" I yell, and give him a huge bear hug, then tickle him in the armpit. Laughing, he manages to push me away and grab his shoes from me.

"Where are your shoes?" he asks, slipping his on.

"I burned them." I say simply, still grinning.

"Of course you did." he mutters.

Suddenly, I yell, "Attack of the Alpha twin!" and jump on Dipper. "Hugs for everyone!"

"Mabel, seriously!" Dipper groans, but cracks a grin as he tries to push me off. It eventually becomes an impromptu wrestling match, and we both end up giggling like maniacs as we try to out-hug each other.

That is, until we hear, "And to think, I normally can't wait for you to take over this Kingdom."

We separate and stare up at Grunkle Stan, who, like me, has ditched most of his royal uniform and is wearing a pretty simple outfit.

"It was Mabel's idea." Dipper says quickly.

"Yeah it was!" I enthusiastically affirm.

"Look, if you're going to play games, do it outside." Stan shrugs. "You're going to break something and we're gonna have to take funds out of the royal treasury to replace it."

"We can't go outside." Dipper reminds him, smiling again. "Mabel's suitors'll all show up."

"It's not funny, Dipper." I elbow him in the ribs. "I don't want to get married yet, and nobody seems to care but you guys."

"Just stick worms up your nose." Dipper suggests. "They'll be out in ten seconds flat."

"Or just introduce them to your pig." Stan shrugs. "Or, better yet, train it to fight them off!"

"I dunno." I wince. "I'm not sure if that would work. Most of them just want the money that comes with the Kingdom anyway."

"Good point." Stan nods, thinking.

"Hey, look on the bright side." Dipper puts a hand on my shoulder. "Maybe someone'll show up who actually cares about you."

"Yeah, we just have to root out who it is." I mutter. Then, an idea forms in my head. A brilliant idea of absolute brilliance. "Hey..." I grin as Dipper and Stan exchange worried glances. "Family Meeting tonight at seven. Bring sugary food."

"I bet you're all wondering why I gathered you here today." I announce.

The occupants of the family meeting include me, Dipper, Stan, Soos and Waddles. Soos shows up to make sure family disputes don't get out of hand (and plus we like him), and Waddles is my pig. He normally sits by me, but since I'm standing at the front of the table he's sitting with Dipper, who doesn't look very comfortable with this arrangement. He'll get over it.

"Not really." Stan shrugs.

"I'm worried to." Dipper admits.

"Kinda." Soos nods.

Waddles makes a cute oinking sound.

"Well, I was thinking about how to find a suitor who actually cares about me, and not the power and makeovers that come with me." I say.

"We're all doomed." Stan stage-whispers to Dipper and Soos.

I pretend not to hear. "So I call this the DRAGON INITIATIVE."

"Definitely doomed!" Dipper yells, falling over at the mention of a dragon. Our future king, everybody.

"Let me explain." I say, very dignified in posture and voice. "We all know dragons will do anything for gold. Very much like Grunkle Stan. So we promise a nice dragon a whole mess of gold if he keeps me in a tower for two months. We spread the word I've been kidnapped, and the suitors'll either run away, or get their butts kicked by a dragon. Eventually either none will be left, or one shows up who actually cares, and then I'm either married to a good person or free, and honestly either's good with me. Questions, comments, snide remarks?"

"There are a million things that can go wrong with this plan." Stan says. "Way to think outside the box."

"I like it." Soos grins.

Dipper looks concerned. "How'll you root out who actually cares for you and who just wants the glory of beating a dragon?"

"I dunno, I've only been working at this plan for twelve hours or so." I shrug.

Dipper still looks worried. "Mabel, are you sure this'll be safe?"

"Trust me, I'll be fine, Dipper. I can take care of myself." I think of how many times I've beaten him in combat lessons, and grin.

"Okay, one last question." Dipper nods. "How'll we explain it to the Kingdom when you miraculously appear unscathed from a dragon's lair without rescue? Not many people will believe you defeated a dragon by yourself."

"Well that's where you come in, brother dear." I smile even wider. "You're going to save me from the dragon."

The following exclamations he yells I'm not going to repeat, but the gist of the rest of the plan is that Dipper goes and pays the Dragon, then brings me back and says he saved me. I can't marry my brother, so I'll be free to do whatever I want.

I eventually convince everyone to go with the plan, which takes a lot of talking and promises and soon all the cookies Soos's grandmother made us are gone.

The plan is put into action soon after that, and we find a nice Dragon named William who agreed to this idea with the promise of gold. After a long goodbye with Stan, Waddles and Soos, and an even longer one with Dipper where he keeps reminding me of things not to do, we arrive at William's hoard, which he calls the Mystery Tower.

It's only when Willie shuts the door on my chambers and I drop my bag on the floor I realize there could possibly be some flaws in my brilliant plan of brilliance.

Song Title: We Know Better (Outtake)

Artist: Kristen Anderson-Lopez

Album: Frozen (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) [Deluxe Edition]

Lyric that best fits the chapter: "No one can tell us what a prince(ss) should be / As long as we're together, you and me"

Lyric that best fits the fic: "One, Two, Three, Together / Clap together, snap together / You and me together / Knees together, freeze together / up or down together / prince(ss) crown together / Always be together, you and me"