Chapter 2: The Twin Who Shot Me!

48 and a half hours later...

"Next stop is Gravity Falls! Anyone who's getting off there better get ready!"

I woke up with a start from the sound of the male bus driver's voice disturbing me from my nap. Other than feeling groggy and a bit annoyed with the driver for the wake up call, I was happy that after a constant drive and a few stops for food and sleep, I was finally almost at my desired location. It was early afternoon when I found that the bus was stopping at a busstop sign that was no where near the town. I had already knew from my research on the town that it was a small town in some huge forest in Oregon, but did they have to put the bus stop so fricking far away from the town? I had an old looking floral suitcase from my deceased grandmother Opal, a medium sided handbag, and a heavily packed Walking Dead backpack to carry too. If the idea of this town being so far out in the boonies wasn't gonna kill me then the long walk to it sure will.

"Gravity Falls! All those who are getting off better take the chance while ya can!"

As I got off the bus with my heavy load, I quickly turned to speak the driver before he closed the bus doors.

"Uh, excuse me sir, but would you by any chance know what the cheapest motel in this town is?"

"Honey, I'm a bus driver, not this town's tour guide. You best go and ask a local if a low priced room in this place is what you're lookin' for. Also ain't you a bit young ta be traveling so far from home?"

"I'm 21 years old sir. I think I can handle myself just fine. And I came here for reasons that are surely none of your business."

"Relax kid, I was just curious is all. Well, gotta get back ta drivin'. Hope ya find what you're looking for here kid."

With that the driver closed the doors and drove away in a cloud of dust. As I watched the bus disappear out of site, I looked to the road that lead to town and then back at where the bus had gone with both tiredness and gloom.

"Yeah, me too dude."

30 minutes later...

"Ugh! Why did my grandmother own such a hefty bag like this?! It's like practically trying to carry a stubborn baby rhino on a fucking leash!"

It had been at least half an hour since the bus had dropped me off in the woods and already I felt like I had ran at least three miles while trying to carry my heavy luggage around. Why my grandmother ever thought buying a suitcase with the weight of a two thousand pound bull was a great idea was beyond me. Also I started regretting ever putting my iPhone, iPod Nano, Microsoft Laptop, IPad, and a JBL Micro wireless speaker (All with their individual chargers) into the handbag I was carrying. And if that didn't top he cherry on the parfait, then the heavy backpack containing every DVD I owned sure would of. I kept trudging on another thirty minutes until finally I decided to stop and catch my breath for a few minutes or so before I went on. As I sat down on the old suitcase, I decided to pull out and scroll my IPod to find a few good songs to listen to while I regained my strength.

"Ok, let's see now. James Taylor? Nah. Nickelback? Not in the mood. Marianas Trench? Pretty good but no. Maybe a little-"

"LOOK OUT!"

I paused and turned suddenly to address who spoke but was interrupted by something hard hitting me in the head.

"Wha-SMACK! AUGH! PLOP!"

The next thing I knew I was on the ground groaning with a major headache and an extremely dizzy feeling. As I layed there with my eyes closed in a dazed state, I heard the voice I heard before and a new one piping up after it.

"OH MY GOSH!"

"OH NO MABEL! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! THE GRAPPLING HOOK WAS JAMMED UP AGAIN!"

As I listened to the voices, I could tell they were both a little boy and girl from how young they sounded. The girl who I heard was called Mabel sounded distressed by what she did to me. I tried to tell her it was ok, but I soon felt myself slipping into an unconscious state from the minor head injury. Just before I blacked out, I saw two small forms gather around me and looking at me with kind brown eyes.

Normal Pov:

Flashback to before the accident...

It was another warm day in Gravity Falls. The now 13 year old Mystery Twins Dipper and Mabel Pines, who had just arrived five days ago, were exploring the forest around them to see what had changed since they last saw it. As Dipper looked around and jotted down a few things in a notebook he brought for the walk, Mabel was running around and skipping with joy as she kept shooting her grappling hook at random trees and rocks for fun. It had been a whole year since Bill Cipher and his Weirdmaggeton was stopped by them and the rest of Gravity Falls, and since then so much had happened in their time away. Their Grunkle Stan and Ford had returned to Gravity Falls from their boating life to spend the summer with them and to tell them all the things they saw during their sea voyages. They also had moved back into the Mystery Shack that Soos and he's fiancé now owned and ran since the Pines Brothers were away. They were originally gonna buy an nearby apartment in town, but Soos, being the marshmallow hearted guy he was, said that they could stay at the shack since it was their home before he was put in charge and they were also his friends. Wendy had got a job at the local arcade since Soos' fiancé Melody was now working the cash register and the arcade was looking for a replacement for theirs. Pacifica and her parents had reverted their rich life to a normal less rich life that for some strange reason made her and her parents more...happy. Guess when ya don't have fame, fortune, and a paparazzi on you a lot, ya find that once ya loose it all it makes ya think about if it all was worth loosing. And for them it really was worth it. And Pacifica's attitude had even improved since then as well. Now she was a bit more sweet to Mabel and her friends and had even started to like learning how to knit sweaters with Mabel since the Twins had arrived. The other people of the town had made some nice changes as well, but we'll just skip them for now and return to The Mystery Twins instead.

"CRASH! WHOO HOO! SCORE!"

"Nice shot Mabel. But ya might wanna be more careful with that thing. Especially since it's been jamming up lately."

"Don't worry Bro-Bro, I got this. Besides, the jamming isn't that bad."

"You almost took Grunkle Stan's head off this morning while you were trying to shoot at a nearby tree."

"Ok, I guess ya got a point there. But seriously, what could happen out here? It's only me, you, and a bunch of trees and forest animals roaming around. Plus I'm only aiming at old wooden signs and trees. It not like I'm trying to actually kill anyone or thing. Plus that morning incident only happened because Grunkle Stan came out at the wrong time to get the newspaper."

"Ok but still, please try to be a bit more careful with that. Also maybe you should have Grunkle Ford take a look at it. He'll probably know what's jamming it."

"Alright Dip. But first, let's go over by the dirt road to town and see what's changed before we head back. Maybe we'll meet a new friend while we're there."

"Fine by me. But uh, what about...you know."

"Huh?...Oh, that. Um, maybe we can check it out tomorrow. I kind of get chills just thinking about it."

"Yeah, same here."

What could they be talking about you might ask? Well, after they defeated and erased Bill Cipher, the only thing that was left of him was his physical form which was now a strange triangular stone lawn ornament in the middle of the woods. They had been meaning to check it out to make sure nothing had changed since they last saw it, but for some reason they kept putting it off. It was probably do to the fact that it was only a year ago that either one of them were almost killed by him when he threatened to kill one of them in front of their great uncles or the way he had turned the strange little town of Gravity Falls into his own little weirdo playground of mass chaos and hysteria. Of course no matter how much the thought of just seeing him again was making them feel sick, they still had to do it eventually since their Grunkle Ford told them they needed to keep an eye on it as well. Since his return, Ford had been to the sight a few times himself to see if the stone figure was where it was supposed to be. If anything did happen to the statue, such as a small crack forming for example, then it could mean Bill may have somehow survived the ordeal in Stan's mind and was coming back for revenge and a second attempt at creating worldwide Weirdmaggeton once more. His brother told him that there couldn't have been anyway way for Bill to return after the earth shattering punch he had given him, but Ford wasn't going to take any chances after seeing how Stan had somehow managed to regain his memories after being blasted with the mindgun a year ago. If his brothers memories managed to have made it through the blast, then who was truely to say Bill didn't somehow do so as well. And to make sure that never would happen again, he vowed that whenever he was visiting Gravity Falls he would visit the statue whenever he could find time or he would send the twins to check for him if he was somehow neck deep in some sort of research. And unfortunately he had happened to have gotten caught up in studying some footprint samples he collected near a place where he was for sure was a werewolf nursing site, where they would of course care for their newborn offspring in large hidden dugouts. And since he up and decided that he wasn't going to stop until he was for sure, he appointed both the twins to be his backup watchers whenever he needed them. Which brings us back to their problem of facing their newly developed fear for Bill.

"Hey Mabel."

"Yeah Dip?"

"Do you think we keep putting it off because of the weird feelings we get? I mean, I'm not saying I don't exactly like the idea of it but-"

"-Nah, it's cool. I get what ya mean. And ya know what, why should we be afraid of some statue of our former enemy? I mean, sure the whole Weirdmaggeton thing happened like a year ago, but that doesn't mean we should be afraid forever right?"

"Uh, yeah, totally. Hmmm, ya know what, now that I think about, maybe after we get your gun fixed we should check out the status of the Bill statue today instead of tomorrow. The sooner we get it done with the better right?"

"Yeah! And who knows. Maybe we'll feel better after doing it. Oh look, we're almost there!"

As they came up on the desired location they had been heading to, Mabel saw another old treesign she could use for one last round of target practice before calling it quits. As she pulled it from her skirt's belt to hit her desired target, the gun had jamming up once more to her unwanted displeasure. She tried to remedy the problem by hitting it a few times with her fist.

"Ugh! Come on you stupid gun! Quit being stubborn!"

"Uh, Mabel, maybe you should stop now."

"Just one more sign I swear Dip. Come on you big, stupid-"

"SPRANG! WHOA! PLOP!"

As she gave it one last strong force with her small fist, the gun finally shot off like a bottle rocket at a school science fair. She smiled at her victory for a moment, but that look was soon replaced with a look of fright when she saw that the other end of the gun was heading straight toward some woman sitting on a suitcase on the side of the dirt road.

"GASP! LOOK OUT!"

"SMACK! AUGH! PLOP!"

Mabel could of sworn she had lost all warmth and color in her always rosy cheeks when the hook hit the woman in the forehead and knocked her straight to the dirt covered ground. Her brother looked just as shocked and paled as she did after also seeing everything that had just happened.

"OH MY GOSH!"

"OH NO MABEL! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! THE GRAPPLING HOOK WAS JAMMED UP AGAIN!"

"AND SO YOU DECIDED TO HIT IT?!"

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT WAS ACTUALLY GONNA HAPPEN?!"

The twins' argument was soon halted by a painful groan coming from the woman Mabel had knocked senselessly to the ground. Dipper went in a cautious fashion over to check on the woman with Mabel closely in tow. As they got close enough to the woman's face, Dipper cringed a bit at the sight of a bruise starting to form on her forehead from where the hook had hit her. Both he and Mabel bent down to get a closer look at the woman and to try to ask her if she was alright.

"Uh, are you alright ma'am?"

Unfortunately the woman fell unconscious once Dipper had asked her. Well, so much for better alright.

"Oh man! What have I done?! I didn't want this to happen! Oh Dipper what are we gonna do?! What's Grunkle Stan and Ford gonna say?!"

" I don't know Mabel. But I do know that we have to somehow get her and her bags back to the Mystery Shack so we can properly take care of-"

" -HEY MABEL! DIPPER! WHERE ARE YA DUDES?! MR. PINES HAS BEEN LOOKING FOR YA!"

"Oh great! It's Soos! He can help us carry her back to the Shack! HEY SOOS! WE'RE OVER HERE!"

As Soos came out of the forest all dressed up in his Man of Mystery suit, he greeted the twins like he normally did until he took notice of the woman lying on the ground near them.

"Hey little dudes. Listen, Mr. Pines wanted me to come get ya for...Uh, Dipper. Why is there an unconscious girl on the ground?"

"It was my fault Soos. My grappling hook got jammed again and it ended up hitting this poor woman in the head. And I feel horrible about it. I just hope she's gonna be ok after what I did."

"A grappling hook accident ya say uh? Well let me take a look at her real quick."

Soos went over to the woman and gently began to examine her head with his hands while the Twins watched him with concern. The woman cringed slightly in her sleep when Soos touched her bruise but didn't seem to wake up to it. Soos breathed out a sigh of relief once her finished looking her over.

"No need to panic too much guys. She's just got a minor bump on the head is all. Nothing a little bed rest and an icepack can't cure. Here, I'll help you guys carry her to the Shack and you guys can get her things. The sooner she gets proper care and rest the better."

"Really? That's great to hear! And thanks for offering to help us carry her too."

"Anytime dudes."

"So she's really gonna be ok?"

"I'm sure of it Mabel. But only time will tell if I'm right. Now then, to the Mystery Shack!"

Pretty soon both Soos and the twins were walking back to the Shack with the mystery girl and her luggage in tow. While Soos carried the girl in his arms, the Twins were carrying the bags with some difficulty. The backpack and handbag was one thing for Mabel, but the floral suitcase was a whole other story on Dipper's part.

"Jeez man! This lady sure has one heavy suitcase here! I feel like I'm pulling a boulder here!"

"Oh come on Dip, it can't be that bad."

"Says the one who's carrying the backpack and handbag."

"Touché Bro-Bro. Touché."

"Hey dudes look, we're almost there!"

The Twins looked to find that they were indeed almost to their strange abode in the woods. And pretty soon they were just a few feet away from the shack's entrance, all mentally wondering how they were going to explain this to Stan and Ford. Ford wasn't the kind to just so quickly, but Stan was the other way around. And unfortunately he was the first one to come the door to meet them.

"Hey kids. I'm be been looking for ya and-What the?! What's going on here?! Why is Soos carrying an unconscious woman in his arms?! And what's with all these bags you got here as well?! You three better have a good explanation for all of this!"

The Twins and Soos exchanged worried glances before Dipper decided to speak up.

"Grunkle Stan, I know this looks bad, but I can assure you that there is a good explanation for it all."

And so Dipper, Mabel, and Soos began telling his grouchy great uncle everything that happened from start to finish. From the grappling, to the woman, to finally why they came home with her and her things.

"And well, there ya have it Grunkle Stan."

"So let me get this totally straight here kids. Mabel accidentally shot this unknown woman Soos is now holding with her grappling hook and you decided that you'd bring her back here? What if she's some sort of trouble maker running from the law? Or is some sort of creeper that could hurt you kids when I'm not looking? Did ya ever thought of that idea or concept?"

"Aw come on Mr. Pines, she couldn't possibly be like that. I mean come on, does her looks and outfit even scream evil to you? Also I'm the one who owns the Shack now. Don't I get to make the decisions here?"

Soos held the woman out a bit for Stan to look at better. As Stan took in her appearance, he could see some truth in what Soos had meant. She didn't really seem to look like anyone that would do the things he had said. In fact she seemed kind of fragile looking. Like a porcelain doll that could break if not held with care. And she also looked more like a teenager than an adult. Sure she had the body structure of a young woman, but with an outfit consisting of a light purple shirt, a neon vest, some denim shorts with black stockings, and some hightop Converses, she looked kind of like she was about Wendy's age. She also was sporting a pair of cute nerd glasses with thick, plastic purple frames that made her look kind of adorable. And the red tips at the end of her long brunette hair made her look like someone who also loved to party. But even if she seemed to look harmless, he was wise enough to know that looks can be deceiving.

"Ok, I'll admit, she seems like a nice kid from just looking at her. And it's also true that it's now your business and you call the shots Soos. But we still don't know if she's truely what she appears to be. Ya know what they say, "Ya shouldn't judge a book by it's cover."

"That may be true Grunkle Stan, but how do we know until we actually get to know her? For all we know she might not be as bad as you think."

"Look Mabel, I just don't think we-"

"Please Grunkle Stan. At least let her stay until she wakes up and feels well enough to leave. Plus she's hurt bad and could really use some care right now."

Stan immediately regretted looking into the sweet, sparkling brown eyes of his rosy cheeked great niece. He knew he should stand his ground and say no to her, but how could anyone say no to a face like hers. And she was right about one thing. The woman did seem like she was in need of some help.

"*Sigh* Alright, she can stay and rest on the couch until she wakes up. But I still don't think this is a good idea."

"Yay! Thanks Grunkle Stan you're the best!"

"Don't worry Mr. Pines, we'll take care of her and keep and eye on her as well."

"You better. If she causes any trouble or does even one wrong thing I don't like she's out of here, got it?"

"Yes sir Mr. Pines!"

"Alright then. Now get her and her stuff into the Shack pronto. And fill Melody in on all of this while you're at it. I'll go down and get Ford so he can come up and take a look at that bruise she's got going."

"Don't you worry about a thing Mr. Pines. Me and the little dudes got this covered. Come on guys, let's get this job done!"

And so Stan left and let Soos and the Twins carry both the woman and her things inside by themselves. As he made his way down to the basement to fetch his Poindexter of a brother, he wondered if he did the right thing by letting the woman stay until she was better. He wasn't a total asshole or anything when it came to others in extreme need, but he also didn't want anything to happen to his family if he made any wrong decisions. After thinking about it a bit he decided that he was probably being over dramatic and protective of the Twins. Maybe Mabel was right too. How can ya judge someone without knowing them first? Of course that didn't mean he wasn't gonna keep an eye on her.

"I mean it. One wrong move and she's gone."