Chapter 1: Wendy's Journal Entries September 8-17
Preamble: first I'd like to apologise to all of the people following my fanfiction account. I know I bounce around and lose interest quickly. I know I have a few unfinished stories. I know "The King" is probably the biggest mistake in my life. I know that I switch around my formats a lot and it's difficult to follow some of my stories. I know I should really finish my SVTFOE fanfic first but I wrote myself into a corner and don't want to use my deus ex machina. If you're still reading you're probably wondering what format I'll be using now… well… you ever read Dracula? Don't it's terrible and has the most anticlimactic ending of all time, the whole story builds up to nothing. But I like that you can see what everyone is thinking because all the important people get to narrate. You guessed it the format I'll be writing in today is diaries and journals… again building up to nothing here. Welp… considering I've never written in a journal or a diary before this should at least be good for a laugh. Be sure to tell me in great detail all the things you hate about it so I can fail to improve in the next chapter. This has gone on long enough let's begin with Wendy… and no I won't be narrating everything… and for those of you who know me well yes my OC will be in this story as he always will.
(Wendy's journal)
Saturday September 8,
Dipper, hey seeing as all your great uncle's journals were destroyed and you're going to be gone a while I figured I'd write down all the important parts for when you get back. So… yeah I spent the week doing a lot of nothing, hanging out at the cemetery making Tompson dress up as a girl and dance for us, everyone noticed the hat by the way. I got a lot of people asking if we're dating but I told them off. Wouldn't wanna spread rumours ya know. Oh and this guy in a suit showed up like three minutes after you left. A huge red meteor crushed the founder's statue and a guy with wings came out he's been drinking ever since. My dad likes him though I think he beat him in an arm-wrestling match, least that's the reason he gave us. I don't buy it though. Guy's too weak to lift his drink to his mouth half the time. Ok out of interesting stuff to write for now so… yeah, later book.
Tuesday September 10,
Ok, so guy finally wakes up after two-day bender draws his sword and freakin' destroys my dad's record for trees cut in a day! Didn't even see him move! Just a flash of light and the trees slide off the stumps. Dad might of been telling the truth when he said this dude beat him in an arm-wrestling match. I asked to see his sword and he just hands it over the sheath too. It looks like a dragon when it's complete and it even has a name. It's Johnathan and you won't believe what happened when I called it Johnny. It jumped out of my hands, flew over to the guy, still didn't catch his name by the by, and wraps itself around his neck like a scarf. This guy looked awesome and I think he fell asleep like that. Just hat down over his shades and a dragon around his neck. He wears a huge top hat by the way. Looks like something you'd see painted on a wall in San Fran. be back later.
Sunday, September 15
Just realised I was putting the commas in the wrong place but I've been writing with ink so whatever. Guy's been easing off the drinking and seems more sociable but is now hung over most of the time so I can't talk to him much. Tried asking his name and he said he didn't have one so I decided to just call him Hot Wings for the time being also the reason I started writing today, my bad, your Grunkles sent Soos a message today and gave him and me your and Mabel's address asking him to send you guys some pictures of them with a big dead squid most of them are funny Soos framed the one that wasn't, cause they said he could keep one, but you probably already know since I probly already send you guys a letter. And If you write back I won't have to keep writing in this journal anymore unless I decide to go adventuring with friends on ditch day or after school or something. And If it really was you on Facebook sending me a friend request the reason I haven't accepted yet's cause a while back Robie made a bunch of fake accounts when I blocked him for not leaving me alone when we split.
Tuesday, September 17
So I was just getting home from school right and I haven't heard back yet so I decided to check on Hot Wings and he was walking very slowly away from our house. It was really easy to catch up to him. We ended up walking together when I asked where he was going he said he hadn't been there yet but knew the way. Before I could ask what he meant. We stopped in front of a cliff and he asked if I really wanted to follow him and when I said yes he picked me up and flew me across. There I met the Manotaurs. He thought it would be a good idea to challenge them all to an arm wrestling match shouting, "I'll take you all on! Anytime anywhere!" he beat them all and when they asked him his name he said, "refer to me as the classy crusader." they laughed until he made the pain hole cry.
AN: Writing informally is killing me why did I think this was a good Idea. also please give suggestions as to what to do next I am literally already out of ideas. send help. my brother doesn't want to help me write this because I've seen the whole series and he hasn't adding in grammatical errors also pisses me off send help.