A/N This is my first fanfic! super excited! Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Unwanteds, Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, or Over the Garden Wall.

Alexa

My dad was the Mage of Artime. He has been ever since Marcus Today died, but that was twenty years before I was born. Fast forward about four years, and you'll see me and my brother learning about art, music, and acting from the awesome teachers on our side of the island. You'll also see us playing with our cousin Aria, but that stopped when we were six. That stopped after High Priest Aaron, our uncle, mounted an attack on the people on our side of the wall. Dad kept the great golden gates to Quill locked, and we never saw Aria again. I'm thirteen now, and I've already had three years worth of warrior training with Florence. She has always been my idol. With her bulging muscles and quiver of magical arrows, she is the ebony guardian of Artime's great stone mansion. She works with the imposing, winged, sandstone cheetah Simber, who is just a great big kitten once you get to know him. He gives me rides on his back, and we fly out over Warbler Island, but we've never landed on it, and probably never will. My mother is from Warbler. Her name is Sky. She and Uncle Crow washed up on the island we share with Quil thirty years ago on a raft. Dad told me that they couldn't talk because they had thorn chokers that stopped them from talking. Anyway, when I was little, I used to play around with my dad's components, sneaking up on Ashton, my brother, and giving him a clay dog collar, and things like that. I had always had a wonderful childhood.

Maren

I, Maren Pines, hate my life. My father expects me to be this awesome monster hunter. He expects me to do what my great-great uncle did, 50 years ago, and write field guides to all of the crazy monsters and magic of Gravity Falls, Oregon, but seriously, I don't want to. Not one bit. But, it is better than the other option. My mother wants me to be this high society, rich, snob. She wants me to have no free will, and just basically be her clone. I don't want that either. I just want to climb cliffs. I am not my mother, and I am not my father either. Gravity Falls is a small Oregon town, surrounded by cliffs that look like an alien ship crashed into them years ago. It is full of monsters, and magic and things. My dad and Aunt Mabel spent a summer here about twenty years ago, and loved it. I live here now, I go to Gravity Falls Middle School, and I love visiting my Aunt Mabel, my cousin Daryl, and Wendy, my godmother. I have to endure endless taunting from Carly. I her eyes, I can't do anything right. Having guy friends, wrong. Rock climbing, wrong. Wearing jeans, wrong. Shopping at Old Navy, wrong. Everything I do, wrong wrong wrong. So what do I do when I'm feeling terrible? I go talk to my Dad. I walk into his office. He and Mom are looking over financial reports for the Mystery Shack, the tourist trap my great, great uncle started, and my parents now run.

"Roderick, honey, we don't have enough money to keep the Shack open, let's just close it."

"Pacifica, I told you, it's Dipper, and we will have enough money, if you'll just let me go on another hunting trip. I can probably catch the Hidebehind, or some gnomes, or SOMETHING!"

Roderick-"

"Dipper!"

"Huff! Dipper, then. I am NOT going to let you risk your life just for a freaking TOURIST TRAP!"
"Well, then we can just go BROKE THEN!"
I just turn around and run.

Emerald

A blinding glow. Diamond shaped sparkles. A battle axe appears in my hand.

"Emerald, your axe. Sword only," says Mom.

We're standing in a floating arena. It's crumbling and only has two of it's columns left. The stands are mostly destroyed. My dad says this is the last time we're allowed to train here. I stand up against a holo-mom. Mom used to be human. Gem tech has advanced enough to give a human a gem. My mom was the first full human to get a gem. Her weapon is a sword. Dad's is a shield. My gem is my nose. Dad's is his belly button. Mom's is on her forehead.

"Sorry Mom, it's just a reflex."

"That's ok, you need to be ready for when we have to fight Peridot."

"Didn't you and Dad do that already? Like 20 years ago?"

"Yes, we did. We shattered her gem, but, in the same way I now have a gem, the homeworld gems have have figured out a way to fix a shattered gem, and now she's back, and angrier than ever. We can bet that she'll have a huge army fighting behind her."

"Why does she hate us so much?"

"Because your father, Pearl, Garnet, and Amethyst basically destroyed her means of reactivating the Kindergarten."

"What's the Kindergarten?"

"It's where the Homeworld Gems grew soldier gems to fight in their evil armies. It's where Amethyst came from."

It takes a few minutes for this to sink in.

"Mom, I think I want to see this place."

Brittany

I can't wait for tonight. Mom and Dad are taking me through the pond, into the Unknown to visit Mom's Family, Lorna, Auntie Whispers, Uncle Endecott, Aunt Grey, Elijah and Margaret. They live in the Unknown. When Dad and Uncle Greg first went there 20 years ago, they met them all, and more people. Dad became a hero. It's last period on the day before Christmas Break. Every other town in the country has a half day today, except oursdismissal. I'm doodling Edelwood trees in my notebook. This habit has given me at least 10 visits to the guidance counselor. The teachers all think I'm psycho, due to the fact that they have really creepy faces. Indefinitely. 2:15. 10 minutes. Every year we spend Christmas Break in The Unknown. We borrow John Crops' vegetable car, and drive all around to everyone's respective homes. 2:20. 5 minutes. Last year, Dad and Lorna said I was finally ready to hear how they met, being twelve at the time. Apparently, Lorna was, like, possessed or something. There was like, a ghost controlling her, and Auntie Whispers was like, controlling the host with an enchanted bell. After that, apparently, Uncle Greg's Frog, Jason Funderburker, ate the bell, Lorna tried to eat him and Uncle Greg, and Dad forced the ghost, spirit, thing to get out of Lorna, and now she's completely fine. BEEEEEEP! That's the bell. In grab my stuff, run out of the school, and hop on my bike. I ride home. Past the bowling alley, past the grocery store, past the boutiques and restaurants, past the colonial homestead they turned into a museum, turned onto my driveway, and raced into my house.

"Hi Mom! Hi Dad!"

"Hi honey," that was Mom.

"Hey B-bomb."

"DADD!"

"Wirt."

"Sorry Bea."

A/N So there you go. Super crossover. Plz review all!