In my story everyone is an animal hybrid of some kind
Dipper's POV
My ears perked up once the bus we were sitting in came to a stop. I opened my eyes but they were not adjusted to the bright morning lights. I looked at my twin sister she was glued to the window as she was watching the road. Just so you know she's is just like me a wolf-hybrid. Yes I know what you're thinking what is that. We're just basic humans with in this case wolf features. To name a few the irritating fur (mabel has light brown fur and for me it's light grey, we still both have brown human like on our heads), out stretched ears and nose and we basically walk around on our bare feet because surprise we also have paws. We were on the bus to Gravity falls Oregon, our parents thought that it would do us good to sniff in nature itself. So we were put on the bus to who knows where to our estranged great-uncle Stanford Pines.
We got off the bus and grabbed our bags I put on my brown baseball cap and looked at mabel.
She gave me a huge grin and said: "Don't worry bro-bro I'm sure we'll have a great time."
Al I could say was:"Yeah."
As the dust clouds of the bus cleared we could see another wolf-hybrid with glasses standing in front of what looked like the oldest shack ever. Next to it was the most fake looking native American totem. On the top of the shack stood with big letters "MYSTERY SHACK" the top half was done with black paint and bottom part was done with red painted letters, the was an imprint from where previously an big s was. It lay several meters below the bottom part.
The man was clad in a black tuxedo. On top of his head rest a red fez with a weird golden symbol on it. He had dark grey fur and also matching hair. He walked over towards us and scooped us up in a huge bear hug. "I haven't seen you two rascals since you to were this little." He set us down and pinched his fingertips together for emphasis.
Me and mabel just looked at each other a bit overwhelmed.
The man looked at us and said:"Whoops, forgot that you to were probably to little to remember me. My name is Stanley Pines and I am your great-uncle or gruncle for short."
We looked at each again and we both gave our grunkle a big family hug. This would sure be an interesting summer vacation.
And there u have it ladies and gents, the first chapter of my first story
I will write the next chapter if you l you like this story
And I would like to hear suggestions for the soos's hybrid form