I do not own Gravity Falls or the Hunger Games series okay? I am glad to see the response I am getting from all of you readers out there. I was surprised that no one had done this before, but I guess I had to. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

Dipper and Mabel were led up by a guard of Peacekeepers with Delilah tapping each of them on the back with her gun. It seemed that she knew something about the true reason Dipper and Mabel were in the future. She seemed to suspect that they were not really Sequoia's orphaned cousins but the actual missing Dipper and Mabel Pines. The Gleeful family always had a grudge against the Corduroy clan for being the recipients of the Mystery Shack after Stan's death. In fact Dipper was certain she was trying to plot a way to prove who they were, but he knew there was no way for her to prove it. She would need DNA and Stan had orders to have his body cremated and sent along with the salmon into the ocean. So she could not get DNA evidence and then prove her case. Even if she had it, it seemed too fantastic to believe.

"Okay you two, let's go!" Delilah said. She opened the door to the elevator. Making sure there was no one listening, she bent down and whispered, "I know you two are the real Dipper and Mabel Pines, the great niece and nephew of Stanford Pines. I may not be able to prove it, nor would it really work anyway as Sequoia's family has had the Shack in their possession for over 200 years now. But for denying Gideon his chance at the Shack 250 years ago, I hope you two have hell in that arena."

"Okay…" Dipper said walking into the corner of the elevator.

"Well Mabel, you wouldn't be a Tribute sending your brother to his death if you were Gideon's queen like you should have." Delilah said.

"Your family sure holds a grudge…" Mabel said with a deep note of fear.

"And don't you two brats forget it." Delilah said pushing Dipper and Mabel out of the elevator and not the floor of the Mayor's office. "Bye!" She added with a sarcastically sweet yet evil smile on her face as the doors to the elevator shut in front of her.

Dipper got up and looked around. There was the burgundy and gold eagle of the flag of Panem in the back of the office against the desk of Raul Northwest. The crest of District 7, with the main industry of the district, lumber, written under it was carved into the front of the desk. It was sitting on a carpet of deep green and brown plaid. Looking out the window, Dipper could tell that this office was much nicer than how most of the people in District 7 lived. Mabel got up and simply sat in the chair in front of the Mayor's desk looking out the window and sighed. This whole incident with the Reaping robbed her of her trademark silliness. When she had met Maple she was starting to fall back into herself. Maple had reassured her that there was little chance that she would be chosen. Mabel was only 12 and had only one entry, just like Maple had. She had told her that there were plenty of kids with more chances than her. The odds were not in her favor however. With her bad luck, not only was she being thrust into the arena but Dipper volunteered to go with her to the slaughter.

"Ah! So here are the twins making such a commotion in District 7!" Raul said, his breath smelling strongly of Tillamook Cheese.

"Mabel!" Maple said running up to her new best friend. "I'll be sure to have all four of my older brothers and sisters pool their money to sponsor you. Cyprus owes me big for keeping his secrets from Dad."

"Awwwwww…." Mabel said tears pouring in her eyes. "Can you make sure my brother gets sponsors too? They help you right?"

"Yeah, I can do that. And they help you A LOT." Maple said. "They help by buying you stuff you need to help you win."

"Thanks Maple." Mabel smiled. "You are as sweet as the syrup that bares your name."

"Awwww…." Maple smiled giving Mabel a hug.

"Maple, Sequoia, Cypress, Hemlock…" Dipper started. "Why are so many people here named after trees?"

"Trees make lumber and paper, the backbone industries for District 7's economy." Raul explained. "It's a common practice in many Districts in Panem to name people after what is valuable. I mean not everyone does it, but it has become tradition in a way to celebrate having an economy. I mean Panem rose from the ashes of the economic turmoil that helped to devastate what used to be the United States."

"Oh. Well that makes sense…I guess…" Dipper said putting his hand behind his back. It felt weird hearing about events that he hadn't seen yet in the past tense. He knew the United States wasn't in the best of fiscal shape when the incident with the time machine happened, but he didn't think it would cause the devastation of the nation.

"A Miss Sequoia Corduroy is here to see you. She says she is your cousin?" A Peacekeeper at the door said.

"Send her in. Our time here is up anyway. Let Sequoia have some final moments with her family." Mayor Northwest said, guiding Maple out of the room with him.

"Dipper! Mabel!" Sequoia cried, tears flowing over her freckles and red hair. "I never thought all this was going to happen!" She bent down and hugged the twins close to her. "I normally can hardly stand to watch but this year I am going to be glued to the set, making sure you are okay!" She cried, wiping her eyes on Mabel's sweater.

Maple noticed this moment was rather personal, so she went to her father and tugged on his coat. "Dad, let's get out of here NOW. Let's leave Sequoia alone. She's having a hard time saying good-bye to her cousins."

"I agree Maple. I remember how she was when her sister Valerie was Reaped and then killed. She's oh so sensitive about the Games now." Raul said heading out the door. Maple waved to Mabel as she left mouthing, 'good luck' to her.

When the Mayor and Maple left Sequoia turned to the Peacekeeper, a rookie and said, "Can you please look away from us, as this is a FAMILY matter?"

"Oh." The Peacekeeper said looking away.

Sequoia looked over her shoulder and turned back to Dipper and Mabel, "Now that that fool is ignoring us, I'll give you some tips. Mabel, take the time machine as your token. Say it is an old family heirloom or something and then team up with the Tributes from District 3. Who knows, they may be able to fix it. Listen to Blight and Johanna, they didn't win and become Victors for nothing. I knew Blight in school. He's a few years older than me but I knew if anyone could win, he could. Johanna, she's just clever and determined. Half of District 7 didn't know she had it in her but she did. Mabel, you may learn a lot from her. You two are a lot alike." Sequoia said crying.

"I will do that." Mabel said. "Despite her hair…" Mabel said thinking of Johanna's spiky hair.

"I'm sure Blight and Johanna will be great teachers." Dipper said, patting Sequoia on the back. It was almost like trying to comfort Wendy back in his home time. They were so much alike that it kind of scared Dipper. Sequoia looked a lot like the pictures he saw of Wendy when she was in her 30's. He had seen the pictures of Wendy at the same age as Sequoia at the Shack and it pained him to know he could not be there with Wendy. Now when he was getting close to Sequoia, he had to go into the Hunger Games arena to protect Mabel. All he wanted was to meet Sequoia's friends in District 3 and get home, let Mabel win Waddles and forget all this ever happened. Maybe he could even prevent it somehow, knowing what the future held. Stroking Sequoia's vibrant red hair, he swore to himself that he was going to fight with everything he had to save Mabel and if for some god-forsaken reason Mabel was killed, he was going to win, get the time machine fixed and prevent them from ending up in Panem in the first place.

"We'll make an alliance with the Tributes from District 3." Mabel said. "Who knows, maybe all that is wrong with this thing is something simple." She said trying to pry the tape measure out of the casing.

"Yeah Sequoia," Dipper said. "We'll get through this."

"Oh you guys! You are so sweet!" Sequoia said hugging the twins. She then reached behind her neck and unhooked an old gold chain from around her neck. "Take this." Sequoia said placing the chain on Dipper's neck. "This was your Grunkle Stan's that he gave to Wendy and it has been passed through the years to the heirs of the Mystery Shack. I think it should be your token. Mabel, you should use the time machine."

"Will do!" Mabel said saluting.

"Good." Sequoia said. "I have faith in you guys. I know you faced some pretty bad stuff and came out okay."

A knock was then heard at the door. The Peacekeepers were at the door, signaling that the time was up. A team of Peacekeepers them came in to lead Dipper and Mabel to the train station to go to the Capitol. Just outside the Justice Building, Johanna and Blight were waiting for their new Tributes. Neither one of them looked real thrilled over having the job as Mentor. It may have been Johanna's attitude or her spiky hair, but Mabel was confused exactly how Sequoia saw a similarity between the two of them, but she decided to just go with it. If nothing else, Johanna looked like she could kick some serious butt and teach her a few things.

"Let's go you two." Johanna said. "Blight here is a man of few words but he sure helped me last year. At least he isn't some pathetic drunk like the District 12 mentor Haymitch."

"That you know of…" Dipper mumbled under his breath when he saw Blight take a sip out of a hip flask.

"We're heading to the train station." Blight said simply. "There you will meet your prep teams for your appearance in the Capitol."

"Prep teams?" Mabel asked as she followed Blight and Johanna.

"Yeah, prep teams. You see the Capitol is filled with these weirdoes who do all these crazy things to themselves and for some reason think that a Tribute from a district like 7 need to be all prepped up and dolled up like them. As you saw with Muffie there, they wear the weirdest things and they model the clothes the Tributes wear after the industry of the District. Which here is lumber, so you will have very treeie outfits on. The designer does the same thing YEAR AFTER YEAR." Johanna said as they got on the road that led up to the train station. "And the old fool's been designing the clothes for District 7's Tributes since these Games began. I think he's going senile honestly…" Johanna said as they walked up the road to the train station.

Dipper and Mabel followed Blight and Johanna to the train station and onto the train waiting for them to go east to the Rocky Mountains which held the Capitol about where the old American city of Denver used to be. Blight opened the door to which Dipper followed then Johanna who had taken Mabel by the hand and kept going on about how she had the inner strength that she knew Mabel had in her, that she could just see it. They were dragged down the cars to a dining car that was filled to the brim with delicious and extravagant food. There were piles of steak and lamb, mountains of chicken and peas and a whole table filled to the brim with all sorts of cakes and pies. Mabel broke free of Johanna's strong grip and looked over at the cakes, reaching up to grab one when Muffie smacked her like a parent would scold a small child.

"No, no, no, you must get changed out of those silly rags," Muffie said pointing to Mabel's sweater and skirt "and be properly dressed for dinner. You cannot be seen like that."

Mabel rubbed her hand and could not help but feel what Johanna and Dipper did towards Muffie. Blight led them to their rooms, one for each of them, and told them to get changed. Each room had a dresser full of clothes for them to wear that Muffie could not say too much about. Mabel came out with a sparkly gold sweater and simple black skirt and Dipper, while still wearing his hat, came out with a red dress shirt and black dress pants on and headed to dinner. "That creepy tree lady can't say anything about this!" Dipper said.

"Oh Muffie'll find something. She wanted to represent District 1 but got stuck with 7, which she thinks is beneath her." Blight said.

"I want to hit her so bad…" Johanna said wearing a pair of black boots, black cargo pants and a brown vest.

They headed down back to the dining car and began to take food and sit down and eat. As Blight predicted, Muffie had nothing but disdain for Dipper and Mabel's choices of outfits and commented that people in District 7 never really did know how to dress and that Mabel's sweater was nothing but silliness. Mabel took that comment as a compliment which led to more sarcastic comments from Muffie and a look of rage grow on Johanna's face more and more. She began to take her peas and flick them at Muffie every time she made a derogatory comment on how Mabel chose to dress.

"I like you Mabel." Johanna said. "No way am I going to let this prick ruin your sense of style for you. It is so much better than any of the ones I have seen out of these fools."

"Thanks." Mabel said. Maybe with Mentors like this, I may be able to win this! Mabel thought as she went over to the dessert table and loaded up on cakes. She placed her hand on strawberry shortcake that someone else had grabbed.

"Oh sorry young miss…" An old voice said. "You can have it."

"Thank you!" Mabel said picking up the cake. She looked up at the man and noticed he had multi-colored rhinestones on his face. She took the plate and headed over to where Dipper was still eating his steak. "Look at him!"

"What?" Dipper asked.

"That guy bedazzled his face! I told you I was unappreciated in my time!" Mabel said.

"Wow, Johanna was right, these people do do the silliest things…" Dipper said.

Well how was that? Good? Bad? Sad? You feel bad for Sequoia there? Let me know in a review. I actually had this idea form when I was reading The Hunger Games and saw where Mabel bedazzled her face and was reminded of some of the styles of the Capitol. I would think Mabel would like them a little better if they weren't such jerks. Anyway, remember to read, well you just did, and to review. Ciao for now,

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