Stan kept tossing and turning in the hotel bed. It wasn't the bed, which was the problem; it was actually pretty comfortable for at hotel bed, it wasn't the heat either. It was that damned letter! Dipper had gotten accepted to West Coast tech. Stanford's dream school. As Patricia said, it was a great opportunity for the kid. Stan should be happy for him. The kid was smart, he could come far with whatever education that school could give him.

But Stan wasn't happy, he was… scared. No he wasn't really scared but… okay yes, he was scared. He was scared about what this would do to Dipper and Mabel's relationship. Through the summers the kids had spent in Gravity Falls, he had never seen anything like their friendship. Except for the friendship he had had with his brother. Before he blew it. Before he was stupid enough to break Fords machine, and their relationship. Of course he knew that Mabel would never do anything to ruin Dipper's opportunity to get in there.

Yes she had accidently made a deal with Bill, when she was twelve, when Ford had offered Dipper the apprenticeship, but Mabel hadn't done that, to ruin anything for Dipper, she just wanted to stay in Gravity Falls too. After the kids had started high school, they had made an agreement: the kids would finish high school, and after that they would move to Gravity Falls, where Ford could teach Dipper his science stuff, and Stan would teach Mabel how to survive in the business world!

Now their plans were ruined. Or well: not entirely. Mabel could still come with them. But Stan knew that it wouldn't be the same. Mabel would try to be happy, but he knew that she would be missing her brother all the time. Stan wouldn't be surprised if Mabel would decide to move with Dipper, and he would understand that. He just hoped that both of them would make the right decision.

Stan wasn't the only one, who had trouble sleeping. Dipper was lying in his bed, starring at the ceiling. A couple of times he would also look at the envelope on his nightstand. He still had trouble to really believe that it was true, but he had no trouble, understanding what the consequences would be whether the said yes or not:

If he said no, he might renunciation a huge opportunity for his future. He could be anything he ever wanted, with the education West Coast Tech could give him. But if he said yes, it would mean, that he wouldn't move to Gravity Falls, he wouldn't become Great Uncle Fords apprentice or reunite with his friends… and he would be separated from Mabel.

He turned his head to look at the other side of the room, only to find, that there was no other bed. It was kind of funny: Mabel had moved out of their room more that three years ago, when both of them were about enter their puberty, but he would still look over there, when he couldn't sleep, or was worried about something.

Dipper knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep, so he swung his legs over the side of the bed, and headed downstairs, to get a glass of water or something like that, just to do something...

He stopped when he came by the living room. The atmosphere in there had gotten really pressured, after he had opened the letter. Also after that Wendy had helped him, by changing the subject, and everybody else had focused on the dessert and every other kind of subject, that didn't have anything to do with decisions on the future. Also between Dipper and his parents, it had almost been awkward, after that their friends and gruncles were gone to the hotel, not to far from where they lived. His mother had been about to say something, when their father had told them that they could go to bed, if they were tired. Both of the twins had taken the opportunity and ran upstairs, before their mother could argue.

Dipper continued towards the kitchen, to find that the lights were on, and Mabel and Waddels were sitting at the table, with the back turned to him.

"So you can't sleep either, huh?" Dipper asked, careful not to startle her, as he walked to her side.

"Nope," Mabel answered. "So we decided to go on a little time travel." She patted the one of the pages in her scrapbook, which was lying open on the book in front of her, shoving the page with the picture of Stan and Mabel stealing fish from some one else's fishing-net.

"Mind if I join you?"

"You know it, bro-bro." Dipper sat down on the chair beside her, and looked trough the pictures of their first trip to Gravity Falls. "Hey remember that?" Dipper asked and pointed at a picture, where Stan was trying to put a worm on a hook, and Mabel was covering his eyes.

"Of course I do. It was a fun day!"

"Yeah…" Dipper mumbled. He remembered how gruncle Stan had wanted to take them fishing and just spend some quality time with them, on family bonding day, but they had run of to try to find the Gravity Falls' Gobblewonker. Dipper was glad that they at last had realized that it was more important to spend time with Stan, but from time to time, he would still feel a bit guilty about it, after he had realized that gruncle Stans childhood dream was sailing around the world with his brother.

"Dipper?" Mabel said quietly.

"Yeah?" Mabel hesitated, before she let her gaze meet his.

"If you want to go that university, I won't stand in your way."

"But what about our plans?" Dipper asked, thinking that Mabels words sounded awfully familiar.

"We'll make it work: we can video-chat all the time, and you can come visit us every break. Just like we used to do…" Except that Dipper would be leaving her, behind in Gravity Falls every time he would have to go back to school… `No! You have to be supportive, Mabel!´ She told herself. `Dipper would do the same for you.´

"You would really be okay with it?" Dipper asked.

"Sure thing, bro-bro," Mabel answered with a big smile, hoping that he wouldn't be able to look through her.

"Thanks Mabel." Dipper knew well enough that Mabel wasn't too happy about the situation, but she really tried to be happy for him. But even though he really appreciated that, it didn't make his decision any easier. "But I really don't know... I'm gonna need time to thing about it."

"Dipper? Mabel?" The twins turned around, and saw their mother, standing in the doorway. "Why aren't you two in your beds?"

"We couldn't sleep," Mabel answered.

"Well, both of you should try anyway," Patricia said. "Otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"You're probably right," Dipper said and stood up. "Come on. We don't want Wendy to wake us up again." Both he and Mabel remembered that morning, after a party, where Wendy had decided that the best way to get them out of bed, was by pouring a bucket of cold water over both of them.

Mabel grabbed her scrapbook and walked towards the doorway. "Good night, mom."

"Good night, sweetie." Patricia looked at her kids (and Waddels), as they walked back upstairs. She had always been so proud of them, for being so close. She had feared for the time, when the two teens would grow apart, like their great uncles had done. She had been glad that the day never seemed to come, but now she started to worry if they maybe were too close, and would end up getting in the way of each other. She feared that Dipper would choose to go to Gravity Falls, thinking that it was the right choice now, but in a couple of years realize that he could have gone much further, if he had chosen to go to West Coast Tech, and maybe even end up blaming Mabel for his mistakes.

Patricia walked to the sink and took a glass of water. As she was drinking, she wondered why her kids had wanted to go to Gravity Falls every summer. Every time Brian or herself asked what they had been doing, it was always the same answers: "We went fishing", "We were hanging out with Wendy and her friends", "We helped Soos in the shop". Sure she understood that it could be fun for them when they were younger, but they were 17 by now. Knowing her children, Patricia had a feeling that there was something happening in that town, that her kids weren't telling her. She had had that feeling already after the first summer they had spend there, when they had refused to show her the scrapbook Mabel had made. Every time Patricia had asked to see it, Mabel would always say that she had something she had to do or something like that. She had mentioned it to Brian before, but he just said that she shouldn't worry, and that he used to keep secrets from his parents too, at that age.

But Patricia couldn't help but worry a little, every time her babies went to that town, she had never been to herself. Patricia walked upstairs, towards the bedroom, to do the same, as she had urged her kids to do: get some sleep. But one and a half hour later, she still hadn't been able to sleep. She kept seeing the look in Mabels eyes.

Brian or Dipper might not always be able to see it, while Mabel was good at hiding it, but Patricia could see the concern in her daughter's eyes. She had to talk to her. To tell her, that no matter what Dipper would choose, he would always be her brother and nothing could change that!

She knocked lightly on the door to her daughter's room, but there was no answer. Carefully she opened the door. Mabel and Waddels were sleeping peacefully in the bed.

Patricia sighted. She shouldn't wake her daughter up now, that she finally was asleep. She would just have to wait until tomorrow. She was about to go back to bed, when she noticed that Mabel's arm was hanging over the bedside, and the scrapbook was lying on the floor.

Patricia knew that it probably would be wrong of her, to read it. Mabel and Dipper were so secretive about it, like it was a diary… But it wasn't a diary. It was a scrapbook. Just a little peak wouldn't hurt, would it? Maybe she would finally understand, what was so amazing about that Gravity Falls? She kneeled down and grabbed the pink book. She then walked out of the room, leaving the door half open.

She opened the scrapbook, at page one.