A/N: So, I've been writing while eating lunch in school. It wasn't easy. A bunch of my classmates keep asking me, "What's in the notebook?" So I answered, "My plans to destroy the world,"

I bet some of you guys are not a tad interested about the fanfic, but I'm still writing it.

I just hope one plot of mine (that doesn't involve romance) could get lots a viewers and visitors.

This chapter is edited with the help of Alyssialui. Go check Alys's fics sometime.

I do not own anything, including its references (if any). Any names or facilities noted in this chapter is strictly coincidental.

The walk to the diner was about to end, and the shops and buildings around us that used to be inviting and affordable began to look... well… rich. "What happened here?" asked Mabel, looking at me expectantly.

"I don't know," I said with a sigh. I remembered times when this route would be covered in brown leaves that had fallen from the many trees lining the street. Mabel and I would just run around, kick the leaves and throw them at each other. Good times, good times...

When we arrived at the diner, we were shocked to see the lights off and a large sign over the door. "What the fuck…" I said to myself. Then we heard a familiar humming, along with the jingle-jangle of keys. We ran around the back of the small restaurant to see Lazy Susan locking up. She turned to us with a sad expression on her face, swiping a hand under her eye.

"What's going on, Lazy Susan?" I asked.

"Customers don't come here no more, now that the 'competition' has run me over. Let's face it, I'm going out of business."

It felt like I was run over by a train. The place where Mabel, Grunkle Stan, Soos, I, and almost everyone in town hung out was being closed for good. We had many memories there: Mabel's match-making blind-date between Tambry and Robbie, my first chest hair before I lost it, Mabel and I switching Stan's glassful of expired apple cider with maple syrup mixed with water. All of those memories, all of those moments, gone with the click of a lock.

Mabel fell to the ground, clutching at Lazy Susan's apron. "But you can't!" she pleaded, fat tears rolling down her cheeks. "Your diner is the only place we go to! Please! You can't shut it down!"

"I know sweetie," Lazy Susan said, patting Mabel's head. "It's just that the competition is too fierce. There's no way I can beat them."

"But you have to think about it! Remember those times before! All of those smiles you brought to people's faces! You can't back down! I beg of you!" Mabel begged.

"It's so sweet of you to say that…" Lazy Susan said, wiping a tear on the corner of her eye as she pulled Mabel to her feet for a hug. "But, I'm afraid I don't have a choice."

The woman pulled away and reached for Mabel's hand before placing the keys in her palm. "Here, you can keep these. I won't need them anymore."

Mabel sniffled, eyeing the keys as she wiped her face, before a smile crossed her lips. She hugged Susan yet again, and I could hear a muffled, "Thank you." from her.

Susan waved to us goodbye, and then she went on her way as Mabel opened the backdoor and we went inside the diner.

Making sunny-side eggs was a little difficult, but when it was just me and only me cooking breakfast, I had motivation to avoid any screw-ups.

As we sat down to eat, I couldn't help the anger that was building up inside. Those people were taking everything away from me, and I felt so helpless and angry.

"Whoa, Dipper, calm down," Mabel said, her eyes full of worry as she watched me. She could always tell when something was bothering me.

"I just can't believe those rich bastards are taking over the town one by one!" I exclaimed, the utensils and glasses jumping as I slammed my fist on the table.

"Dipper, The rich people aren't here to take over," Mabel said with a shake of her head.

"You're still blind, huh? Take a good look outside! Everything that you see wasn't there before the new rich district came up! Can't you see it happening?! We have to do something!"

Mabel frowned at me, her voice rising to match mine as she said, "With what?! Another protest?! Face it, Dipper! They have lawyers! We have nothing against them besides your useless blabbering!" She sighed before she continued, her voice a bit softer now, "I feel the same way, Dip, but we are powerless! What can we use against them? You may not know but they're winning, fair and square!"

My mouth shut when she said those finally words. I fucking hate it when she's right. I excused myself, leaving my empty plate on the table and heading to the manager's office. I needed to be alone to calm myself down.

The office walls were plain brown, most of Lazy Susan's belongings already removed. The desk was dusty and the bookshelf was empty. I sat on the chair behind the desk, closed my eyes and slouched back.

I kicked my foot out, releasing all my pent-up anger and frustration on the desk, or at least what I could've sworn was the desk. What I was kicking was softer than wood, and after a few kicks, it gave way, letting out a huge load of papers and photos.

I groaned as bent down to pick up the scattered items. They were nothing but junk. The documents were just financial mumbo jumbo, but the photos caught my attention. They were black and white photos taken with a high resolution camera, showing some very disturbing things: Lazy Susan snorting crushed coffee beans, drinking spoonfuls of creamer and sugar, and making out with the cut-outs of the cast of Friends.

They were freaky, like the town itself, but no one was stupid to take pictures of themselves doing such strange and unusual things. I scanned the documents until I found one in particular - a blackmail letter from those rich snobs at the opposing diner across the street.

Lazy Susan, or whoever you are,

You are disrupting our business, in fact, you must shut down your diner or else we'll spread these photos everywhere. You must not tell anyone else. We will know if you do.

You have one week.

Rocco's Diner

Those fucking suits.

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