"Where in the world did you get that from?" Stan asked. "It was with me this whole time!- From a supply closet." Ford answered. Mabel blinked. "We have a supply closet?" This question was ignored, however. "I'm going to check all the grounds. Make sure the place is safe and all that."
Their great uncle Stanford declared. "Then, I'm going with! This could be another adventure of a lifetime!" Dipper told him and Mabel struck a pose as she added, "Me, too~! It's all for the legacy of the Mystery Twins! Bonus, scrapbook opportunity!" But their gruncle Ford frowned.
"No. I want you two to stay indoor. You two are safer here. Who knows what dangerous place this could be!" He said. Stan placed a hand on his twin's shoulder. "Which is why it would be better for everyone if you take them with you." Stanley stated as Mabel and Dipper shared similar grins.
"These two are practically professionals! They are used to these adventure- mystery halla baloo! Trust me. They can handle it! These crazy kids are unstoppable!" Stan greatly explained. Dipper showed him a proud thumbs-up and his dear niece- Mabel -gave a cheeky smile. He huffed.
Ford looked between the young twins and his own twin. It was a clear decision. Their gruncle Ford sighed. "Fine. But I want both of you to be careful and stay alert." He told as the Mystery Twins nodded, eagerly.
When they got out, they saw that the town was a mess. It was nothing they can't handle, though. "The town was not turned into anything strange- well, stranger than usual. I'll bet that the real danger lies in the forest. Look! All natural alignments in the trees are disrupted." Dipper exclaimed.
"You're right. It does look different! Okay, kids. Look alive! The town is misplaced and we're heading to the forest." It made the twins quiver with excitement when Ford told the two of them that they've begun. And they so, they went.
In the other side of the forest, lies a town like the other. "It is another day here at Oregon, Gravity Falls! And I'm here- live, at the studios -to bring reports about Telepathy Twi-!" The news woman was cut off when a blondie turned their old television off. "Pas! I was watching that!"
A white haired boy scolded. "Sorry, Gid. But I'm busy. This is about discovery, Gideon! I can't be distracted by news! I especially despise it if it's about Mabel Pines!" The hippie version of Pacifica Northwest stated. "Still engrossed in a journal- as always. What did you found out this time, Pas? Another monster?" A very timid version of Gideon Gleeful- asked. "No. It's about multi-dimensions and cyphers!"
Reverse Pacifica exclaimed. She brought out a Journal of sorts- embarked with a six-fingered handprint with a three on it. Just like Dipper's! "It says that there is a big chance that a large portal could be opened by a triangular dream demon. And there could be a lot of them!" Pacifica adds.
Reverse Pacifica and Gideon lives in the Mystery Shack- a reverse one, that is! Where Waddles is not in it and a fat chicken is at the pig's place! "I bet my lucky jacket that I'll find an adventure like this someday!" She sighed. "I am at your side until then! We'll go on that adventure together! A best friend's super journey or something like that!" Cheery Gideonsupported his reverse best friend.
But it seems that they didn't have to look for the said new adventure. For the adventure came to them. Suddenly, the reverse shack's door was knocked upon. "GID! GET THAT! IT MIGHT BE CUSTOMERS! And Robbie, stop slouching! I need you to man the counter!" A chubby man- dressed too tightly -came out to peek from his office before slamming
it shut. "Yes, father!" Gideon obeyed. "Gotcha, Mr. Gleeful! Or whatever." A black haired boy replied. He's Robbie.
"That's odd. If they are customers, why would they enter through the backdoor?" Reverse Pacifica mumbled as the little Gideon head to answer the door. "Hm. I must be over thinking things." She added with a shrug, before following.