Sorry, for not uploading this chapter sooner. I got sick recently and I didn't feel like uploading anything. But now I'm better and ready to get back into things. As said at the beginning of the last chapter, I'm really excited for this story, so if you like it please let me know and review. That way, I'll know how many chapters I need to write in advance. Well, without further ado, here's Chapter Two. Enjoy!:

Chapter II

ONE WEEK LATER

Dipper, Mabel, and Wendy were all sitting behind the checkout counter in the Mystery Shack. It was a very slow business day, so the three of them sat around doing mediocre things.

Dipper had been looking at a snow globe when Grunkle Stan walked into the Shack wearing his suit and fez (someone should make a song called suit and fez based off suit and tie from Justin Timberlake for Gravity Falls).

"Wow, this is a really slow day, even with my new squirrel exhibit," said Stanford. "So it's the perfect time for the three of you to run some errands for me."

Dipper looked up from the snow globe. "What do you need to be done?"

Grunkle Stan pulled out a list and handed it to Wendy.

"I need you kids to go get some groceries from the store from me," said Stan. "Then, I have a delivery at the jewelry store that needs to be picked up."

"Okay, where's the money?" Wendy asked as she looked at the list.

"You all should have it," Grunkle Stan replied.

"Wait… you want us to get your items with our own money?" asked Mabel incredulously. "Will you pay us back?"

"There's no need for me to do that," Grunkle Stan answered. "You and your brother live under my roof. It's the least you could do."

"The least we can do?" repeated Dipper. "You already take away twenty five percent of the fifteen dollar allowance that our parents send us every week, I'm pretty sure we've done enough." He squeezed the snow globe.

"Yeah," agreed Wendy. "And I'm not gonna use my hard earned money to get your garbage or I'll quit!"

"Not according to this contract you won't," said Grunkle Stan. "He pulled out three sheets of paper that were stapled together. "When I hired you, you signed this contract that says until December 27th at 11:57 pm local time, you can't quit or be fired unless I don't pay you, I do something unlawful, or you are convicted of a crime."

Suddenly, there was the sound of glass breaking and falling to the ground.

Dipper looked down and saw that the snow globe he'd been holding had shattered due to him squeezing it so tightly.

Mabel cast him a side glance that clearly said, Come on. Try to control your powers.

I wish I could, thought Dipper as he wiped the blood from the scratches on his hands on his pants. Incidents similar to this had been happening to the twins ever since he and Mabel had gotten their powers. It seemed to happen more to Dipper than his sister, which irritated him.

Grunkle Stan looked suspiciously at his great nephew. "What's going on back there?" he asked.

Dipper smiled sheepishly. "I—you know, dropped one of your snow globes that I'd been holding with my awkward, preteen hands, hehe."

Grunkle Stan narrowed his eyes. "That better not happen again," he said. "Or I'll have to charge you double the price of the snow globe." With that, he turned around and strolled into the exhibit area.

"Well, this is nice," said Wendy sarcastically. "First, we get blackmailed by a con-artist. And then a snow globe gets dropped. I'll go get the broom. And my wallet." She left the room.

As soon as Wendy was gone, Mabel turned to face her brother. "You have to be more careful with your powers," she lectured. "Grunkle Stan could have caught us! If he finds out, we'll become an exhibit in his attraction!"

Dipper shuddered. He remembered when Grunkle Stan had made him wolf boy. Those days were not pleasant.

Suddenly, the door to the Mystery Shack opened and a short, plump teenager who seemed to be strode in. He wore a white hoodie with khaki shorts along with loafers.

The newcomer made a beeline for the cash register and grabbed it. "Give me all your money," he said in a moderately deep voice.

"No!" snapped Dipper. He pulled the cash register away from the un-armed robber.

The teen glared at Dipper and backed up a few feet. "I said; give…me…your…money!"

The robber grew three feet in size, and gained muscle mass as all of his body parts turned into solid gray rock, which his clothes melted into.

Mabel stared up at the bulky teenager made of rock. "This is bad," she said, trembling. "What do we do?"

"The only thing we can do!" said Dipper. He made two fists and put them on his hips. "It's time to go robo!"

Time seemed to slow down as Dipper transformed into his robot super suit, which in reality, happened in a flash. His whole body, with the exception of his head, became encased in a steel suit of armor. The way the armor was painted made it look like Dipper was wearing cobalt blue pants and shirt separated by a black belt. The hands and feet of the suit were also painted black. And right in the middle his real chest on was a glowing glass crystal in the shape of a sphere, large enough to protrude through the steel armor.

"You're right!" said Mabel. "This is a perfect time to use our powers!"

There was a flash and she was in her super suit which was almost identical to Dipper's, but it was mostly red, not blue.

The twins turned to face the teenager made of rock, who had watched the transformations with an amused look.

"Let's do this," said Dipper and Mabel simultaneously.

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