The Mystery Shack was what it was called. A small secluded building far away from town in the woods. And to Wirt's surprise, Mabel and Dipper lived there. Upon opening the door to the facility, Wirt and Greg were able to see what it was exactly.

A total tourist trap.

In the middle of the room they were in stood a man in a tuxedo showing tourists a weird looking taxidermy beaver with multiple heads. "Step right up and see the newest addition to the exhibit of bizarre creatures I found while nobody was around... The king of all beavers... THE THREE HEADED-"

A head fell off.

"... TWO HEADED BEAVER!"

Nevertheless, the gullible audience gave gasps and murmurs of excitement. "Is this really where you live?" Wirt asked Dipper, who laughed uncomfortably in response. "Uh... Yeah. We're living with our Great Uncle Stan for the summer... I assure you, I do NOT plan on doing this when I grow up."

Meanwhile, Greg slipped through the crowd to take a look at the 'Two Headed Beaver'. "Whoa, Jason Funderburker. Is that for real?" he asked his frog, which merely croaked back. Curiously, Greg went up to the taxidermy creature and started poking it, "Poke poke poke..."

This made the man showing the thing look down to him. "Kid, watch it! It took me two hours to glue-uh-catch the thing!" the man in the tuxedo snapped. Greg just looked up at him and gave him a big grin, "This thing is funny looking, mister!"

"That's because it's a two headed beaver, now stop messing up the attraction!"

Wirt stepped in, grabbing his brother. "I'm so sorry, sir. My little brother loves getting into trouble," he apologized. The man just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well put a leash on him," he replied. Wirt was annoyed with that response, but shook it off. Walking back to the twins with Greg in tow, Wirt sighed in frustration. "Don't worry, Grunkle Stan won't be like that when the two of you are staying here!" Mabel reassured with a smile, showing her braces. Wirt really didn't like the idea of having to spend the summer with that guy, but what else was there? Living on the streets was out of the question, even if he more or less did at some point.

"Alright, follow me," Dipper instructed the two brothers as he made his way up the stairs to the attic. Wirt was confused on why he was led to the attic, but then found out why when he saw the room.

The twins lived up there. In fact, there was an invisible line that divided the attic between the two it seemed. One side was covered in boy band posters and... Glitter... While the other was decorated with maps and books. Dipper went to the side devoid of glitter and carefully slipped some sort of book hidden under the covers of the bed into his jacket. "Okay, you guys wait here. I'll ask a buddy of mine if you can bunk out in his break room," Dipper told Wirt and Greg and went back down the stairs. "... Did you see that just now, Greg?" Wirt asked his brother, who was using excess glitter to decorate Jason Funderburker. Greg just stared back at Wirt, a puzzled expression on his face, "See what?"

"Dipper took some sort of book with him..." Wirt trailed off. Greg just walked up to him and patted him on the back. "You must be gettin' a headache," Greg concluded, "Try putting a pillow on your head! It makes me feel better if I'm feeling bad!"

Wirt just shook his head. "No, Greg. I swear I saw him try to hide his book."

Dipper hurried downstairs. Hopefully they didn't see the journal... Who knows what they'd think? Taking one last look at the journal, Dipper ran around the Mystery Shack to find the awesomest friend he's ever met. The Mystery Shack's handyman: Soos. Fortunately, the very handyman was coming out of his break room as soon as Dipper looked. Once Soos saw him, he gave him a wave, "Hey dude. What's up?"

"Soos, would it be okay if two kids we met today stayed in your break room because they don't have any other place to go to and they'd have to be on the streets with McGucket all summer if we don't?"

It was quiet for a few seconds, but Soos broke the silence with a laugh. "Of course, dude! Besides, having more dudes around means it'll be more fun around here," Soos said, "But you might want to take it up with Mr. Pines. Just because I'm okay with it doesn't mean he will, dude."

Dipper gave Soos a nod and quickly went to Gruncle Stan, who was seeing off the last of his customers. "Um, Grunkle Stan?"

Stan just looked over to him, "What is it, kid?" he asked as he began closing up shop. "Well... Is it okay if two kids we met stay here for the summer because they have nowhere else to g-"

"Can they work?"

"Huh?"

"Work. Can they work."

"I... Guess so?"

"Then they can stay. They begin tomorrow morning, so tell it to 'em."

Dipper slowly nodded then dashed up to the attic. Opening the door, he put on the best smile he could. "Well, there's good news and... Bad news," he announced. Greg gave a bright smile, however Wirt was clearly worried. "Good news! Good news first!" Greg requested as Jason Funderburker croaked in delight. "Well, the good news is that you can stay," Dipper answered. Wirt looked a little bit relieved, but was still curious. "And the bad news?"

That made Dipper laugh nervously. "Well... If you want to stay, you have to work..." he explained. Wirt just stared at him wide eyed. "So, he wants child labor from us?"

"Pretty much."

"What's child labor?" Greg asked Wirt and Dipper, his head tilted to the side. "Remember when we did a few hours of field work in Pottsfield?" Wirt asked Greg, who replied with a nod. "Well, it's kind of the same thing."

Dipper was confused. He hadn't heard of 'Pottsfield' before... Maybe the two brothers have their own share of mysteries?

... Nah.

Oh man I'm super worried about OOCness D: I hope I'm not straying too much away