StarryEyed: I'll definitely finish this, don't worry

nighmaster000: Just think of Pacifica as...Misa.

Hint: E=O

"You know, Ryuuku's been gone for a while."

"Yeah, I hear he dropped his Death note in the human world, and a human picked it up before he got to it."

"I also heard he carried two Death note's with him."

"Why two?"

"Who know's what he's up to."

XxxxXxx

"Aaaaand, that wraps up this mystery!"

Dipper and Mabel were in the forest, where a pile of partly bitten apples lay quietly in a pit hole. "See Mable? I told you a werewolf bit that apple."

"Meh, I still think it was you dressed up in a werewolf costume." She commented.

"Mabel, you were watching me the whole time!"

"I bet that was just a werewolf dressed in a Dipper costume!"

Dipper began his walk back towards the Mystery Shack, he shook his head. "I'm pretty sure there are no shops selling Dipper costumes, Mabel."

Mabel ran over and caught up to Dipper. "You never know, Dipper!"

Hidden to everyone, but Dipper's eye, Ryuuku was hanging over both of the Pine twins. Gravity falls to him, was a very interesting place. 'I wish Dip-shit didn't give away all those apples. They looked too good to waste like that.'

Dipper and Mabel finally reached the Mystery Shack and today, for some reason, it was bustling with a lot more tourist than usual. The twins ran up to the tourist trap to see what all the commotion was about. "Hey mister!" Mabel yelled to an unsuspecting customer. "Are they displaying a live unicorn in there? Is that why there's like a bazillion people here?!"

His voice came out slurred and drowsy. "Um no. Didn't you read the sign? L's visiting the Mystery Shack."

Dipper stood there in shock, could of L already figured exactly where he lived? '...! No way! If L's really here, then this is my chance to take him down!'

"Yeah you're right!" Mabel exclaimed, breaking Dipper out of his thoughts. She pointed at the sign plainly right there in front of the Mystery Shack. "...The extravagant L is here to take pictures and give out autographs all for $9.99!" She read aloud.

'Perfect! I'll ask for his autograph!' Dipper grabbed Mabel's hand and rammed inside the Mystery Shack. "Mable, we are going to get L's autograph no matter what!"

"Yes! Scrapbookertunity!"

Dipper and Mabel pushed through the crowds of people. "We're doing great, Mabel! At this point we'll reach L in no-"

Before Dipper could finish, he and Mabel suddenly got lifted up into the air. Much to the twin's dismay, Manly Dan, the possibly manliest guy in Gravity falls was the last person they wanted to cut. "NO CUTTING!" Manly Dan barked, blowing his hot breath on them. He turned around and threw the twins out of the Mystery shack, with a loud thump they landed on the ground, destroying all their efforts.

Dipper stood up and brushed the debris off him. "Alright Mabel, plan-"

"Weeee! Look at me!" Mabel yelled as she rolled around in the grass, getting all sorts of grass blades and dirt particles tangled up her hair.

"Ok, then." Dipper smashed his fist into his palm. "Plan B: Solo style!"

"Oh, what're you doing this time?" Ryuuku asked.

"Wait and see, Ryuuku, wait and see." Dipper walked over to the densest part of the crowd, he cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled at the top of his lungs.. "HEY EVERYONE! THERE'S FREE UNICORNS IN THE WOODS THAT SPIT OUT...um...MONEY!"

"Hey! You here that kid?! Free money!"

"Yeah free money!"

"Free money!

Manly Dan pumped up his fists. "AND UNICORNS!"

With the mention of 'money' and 'unicorns' in the same sentence, the entire crowd started running towards the woods. "Ah, humans and their materialism, right Mab-" Dipper turned around to see that Mabel was gone as well.

Dipper took this opportunity to walk into the Shack while everyone was gone. "What? Everyone is gonnnnne? I guess I'll just waltz on in here to get an autograph from this fancy ol' L!"

He took out the Death note and walked over to where L was. "Alright, L can you-" Taking a closer look, this guy wasn't actually L. "What the heck?! Toby...what're you doing here?"

Toby Determined was sitting in a splintered wooden chair with sunglasses and a black vinyl trench coat to somewhat cover up his identity. "Stan forced me to be here, but, how did you even know it was me?"

"It really wasn't that good of a disguise."

Toby's face dropped. "...oh."

"Man this guy's weird." Ryuuku commented.

Dipper stuffed the Death note back inside the pockets of his vest. He walked out of the Mystery Shack, somewhat relieved it wasn't L, but somewhat disappointed. "Wait!" Toby called out. "You can still have my autograph!"

"No, I'm good!" He called back.

"...oh."

'I guess L's still out there, huh?' "I guess I'll go find Mable." Dipper began walking towards the woods.

"Dipper, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Where do you get your confidence from? Aren't you ever afraid they'll find out about you?"

"Ryuuku, I'm always scared, but, I have a plan to break up the police force. I think you'll find something interesting about humans is how they ever so rarely trust in each other. And because I know the Gravity falls sheriff department are also somehow working on the case, I'm going to play them like cards, Ryuuku."

"Interesting."

"If I play my cards right, then they'll think somehow I've obtained information on their investigation. Which I have. L will suspect they have a leak on the team, but he won't suspect Deputy Blubs and Durland however, since they're too stupid to give information too. If all goes according to plan, L will investigate the team, and the team will be all like, 'ohhhh we don't get to see your face and here you are investigating us. So let's investigate you and see how you like it.'"

"After that, it'll end either turn out two ways, they'll quit or they'll figure out who L is."

"HEY DIPPER!" Mabel yelled as she ran towards Dipper with wads of cash in her hands and sweater. "THERE ACTUALLY WAS UNICORNS SPITTING OUT MONEY! But they all left on flying rainbow dolphins."

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

XxxxXxx

-L's current headquarters-

'Why didn't he kill me then?' L was busy analyzing the Killer case in every angle possible, it was a challenge for him no doubt. He wandered around, trying to think of any solution. 'Was it because I wasn't a criminal? No, no he definitely must of tried to kill me in that situation...it must be because he doesn't knowing what I look like.'

**L!**

"Yes, Watari?"

**The investigator's report of Oregon is about to begin.**

"Alright, let me hear it, then."

-vicious serial murders special investigative force-

"Let's move on to the victim's reports."

"Right."

"As far as the reports go, all of the victims whom died from heart attacks, were in the United States. In addition, by L's request, the time frame of these dates are almost always strictly between six am to six pm. The rate of death also decreases during holidays and on Sunday. So he's more active on Monday-Saturday."

Preston finished looking through the stack of reports on Killer. "And what about the commoners' phone calls?" He asked.

"In response to Killer, we've received over 4,000 phone calls. With the majority from the South."

"South?" Preston asked. "L specifically broadcasted it in the Pacific region, right?"

"Yes, but it seems, the entire country knows about Killer."

"Describe the phone calls, from Oregon."

"The phone calls from Oregon, state things such as; 'was the ICPO broadcast real?' and 'Is L real?' He continued. "To date, we've received 27 phone calls stating, 'I know Killer' or 'I've seen Killer'. And nine phone calls stating 'I am Killer' However, we've checked and doubt these are credible."

"In addition to those nine phone calls, we've also recorded them."

"Ok then." Preston looked around. "Anyone else have anything smart to add?"

Deputy Blubs flailed his chubby arm in the air. "Yes, I do!"

Preston groaned. "I said anything 'smart'. But why not, since no one else is speaking up."

Blubs stood up and cleared his throat. "We've had no one to bust lately, so..." Blubs climbed up on the table. "Let's have a HOUSE PARTY!"

Deputy Durland took off his shirt and swung it around. "WOOOOOOOOO!"

The reporter turned to Deputy Blubs and Durland. "Please sit back down and...put your shirt back on." He looked around for any other findings. "Anyone else?"

"..."

"Alright. Then that's all we have, L."

**Thank you. We're now one step closer to solving this case.**

**But before I leave, I have one more request. This is to the victims, media, and internet unit...I want you all to carefully examine how the American media reports information on the victims. I need to know whether or whether not the image of the victims were ever shown.**

**Thank you for your cooperation. And pretty soon, we'll catch this vicious, monstrous, murderer, who knows what disgusting things he's up to.**

XxxxXxx

"Alright Mabel, you're gonna see how a true pro plays!" Dipper positioned his club directly two fifths of an inch away from the plastic eyeball. He swung his club as hard as he could at the eyeball, making it fly away from the platform. "FORE!"

The eyeball bounced around the cramped attic, after going through a pile of pink glitter, it flew out of the window.

Dipper and Mabel ran to the broken window. "Well, this could've been worse."

"OW MY HEAD!" Stan yelled. "Something hit me right in the head!"

"It still could've been worse."

"AND NOW I'M ON FIRE! WHY AM I ON FIRE?!"

Mabel stood by the window, in awe. "Whoa. Is it legal to be that bad?"

Dipper lightly jabbed Mabel in the stomach with his club. "No way! That was a good shot! More like, is it legal to be this good!"

Mabel lightly jabbed Dipper back. "Oh yeah right, I bet Waddles could do better!"

Mabel's Meow O'clock started going ballistic.

*MEOW-MEOW*

She ran over to the clock and turned it off. "Sorry Dipper, I gotta hang with Candy and Grenda tonight."

'This is perfect.' "What, again? Come on Mabel, you can't leave mid-game!"

"Oh, Dipper, Dipper, Dipper. I'm not leaving, my friends are coming to here."

Dipper frantically looked around the attic. "Wait, sleeping bags, rom-coms, and...that game?! How could I of not seen all of this?!"

"You know," Mabel reached under her bed and grabbed a bag of microwave popcorn. "I think you're always like that."

The door opened up, he stared at them in horror. Candy and Grenda stood in the doorway, with demonic grins plastered on their faces. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

XxxxXxx

-L's current HQ-

L looked out of his window, he watched as all the cars passed by, trying to think of a conclusion to the American police's report. "Six ante meridiem to Six post meridiem for six days a week is when he's most active. Now that is interesting. I bet he writes down the names during break. As soon as the investigative team in Portland, Eugene, and Salem, Oregon reports back, I'll have Watari figure out all the business that run through those times. And are closed on a Sunday."

"Although, Sunday is a given, most American companies are either closed or end early on a Sunday, especially small cities and towns. Yes, instead I'll, move the investigative team to the smallest towns in Oregon."

XxxxXxx

Dipper slammed the door to their room, it was pure agony listening to Candy, Grenda, and Mabel gossip about boys 24/7. He checked his watch. "It's 10pm right now, I've already clearly set up a regular time slot for L, so if I write now, he won't expect it to be Killer. I can't be too different from my regular time, otherwise he'll expect I'm doing this on purpose."

Ryuuku levitated from under the floorboards. "I've changed all the video tapes with your own."

"Good, good." Dipper reached into the inner pockets of his vest and pulled out two apples. "Thanks, Ryuuku." He handed the shinigami his two apples and continued walking down the halls.

"Now all I have to do is find a place to sleep." He dragged his blanket and pillow all the way down the hall and knocked on Soos's door.

The door creaked open and Soos popped his head out. "What's up, dude?"

"Can I sleep in your break room tonight, Soos?"

"Oh yeah sure." Soos opened up the door to a cramped room filled with steam and hazardous pipes. "You see, the trick is to force your body to fit in like a Tetris block. He squeezed into the room, somehow, to show Dipper.

Soos raised his eyebrows up and down. "Eh, eh?"

"Um yeah, no, no." Dipper closed the door. "I'll have to sleep somewhere else..."

Dipper was relaxing outside, under the bright full moon. "Sleeping under the stars isn't so-ah-AHAHHAHAHHAHAHA!" Much to his dismay, a wolf started gnawing on his leg. "Ryuuku! HELP ME!"

"Sorry kid, you're on your own."

He looked up to the attic window, where his sister and her friends were dancing to some 80's pop song, again. Then he looked back to the wolf, still gnawing on his leg. "This is ok. I'm ok with this."

Tomorrow...

-vicious serial murders special investigative force-

"How many today, Preston?"

Preston looked up from his desk. "...it's crazy." He filled through the recent reports. "There have been 0 heart attack related deaths on the days between Monday and Saturday, yet, a total of 56 Deaths have happened on a Sunday, just last week. Yesterday, he's killed only one person, and that happened at 10 pm last night."

"Any reports on today?"

"None. And today is a Sunday...we can't calculate his next move anymore."

Preston got up from his seat. "Well, I believe our theory that he's working in a business is dashed."

"He could've taken a vacation off or something, it is the summer."

**No, no. That isn't the message Killer is trying to portray. I believe Killer can kill at any time he wants not just at a certain time.**

L stood behind the computer screen, chewing his nails. 'He's definitely playing with me, he must of already figure out we calculated the times of his death and now he's trying to throw me off, isn't he?'

L walked around his room. 'Given such strict times, I've already informed HQ he's working, or posing in a business. I have no doubt about that, given it's summer, he must be either working a summer job or on summer vacation, as what most American schools do. If he was on summer vacation, he would've chosen more general times that would make it harder for us to pinpoint, but he isn't.'

'That must mean he's working a summer job. However, the times were between what typical work hours would be...so he writes during his break hours. No, he's trying to be broad because he wants us to figure out that he's using a strict time because he wants to be known. Although, he must of known that I would come to that conclusion. I've been tricked.'

"Hm, well Killer, you must be a very busy man."

XxxxXxx

"..."

"...ugh..."

Mabel opened up her eyes, she looked around the room, it was totally wrecked. "...what...happened last night?"

"Hey Party gurl!" Candy said.

Mabel jumped back. "What?! Candy?! You're taped to the ceiling!"

Right on cue, Grenda walked out of the closet, while pumping up her fists. "Woo! I have no idea what I was kissing in there, but I have no regrets!"

"Candy falls down right now." Candy literally fell down from the ceiling and landed face first on the floor.

Mabel got herself up and brushed off the excess glitter on her sweater. "That was an awesome night, girls. See you soon."

As soon as Grenda and Candy walked out, Dipper came running back in. "Mabel!"

"Dipper!" Mabel hung a piece of greasy pizza in Dipper's face. "You want some glitter pizza?"

"No! An owl literally just tried to eat my tongue!"

"Oh that's cool, Dipper."

Dipper stomped inside what was left of their room. "Not cool, Mabel! Not cool at all!" He pointed to the their wrecked up room. "This is friggin impossible to live with!"

"Whaddya mean?! I'm a delight to live with!" Mabel picked up a stick left on the floor. "Time to get poked by the fun stick!"

"Ow!" Dipper slapped the stick out of Mable's hand. "That stick is NOT fun! Look what you've done, it's like a tornado went through our room and..." Dipper pointed at the destroyed in-house golf course. "Look what happened to our golf course!"

"Yeah, Grenda sure does love breaking things."

"You know what? Mabel, we need to lay down some ground rules if we're gonna be living together from now on. First and foremost, no more sleepovers!"

"What?! You know what? Then you can't keep me up every night while you're on that computer!"

"The computer does not keep you up, Mable!"

Flashback...

While Mabel was asleep Dipper was busy writing down names with the help of the computer. "Ha, ha. Delete! Delete! Delete! And an extra delete for you sir! Oh and I can't forget about you, DELETE!"

Mabel groaned as she covered her head with a pillow to drown out the sound.

"Well at least my braces don't whistle while I breathe!" Dipper pointed out. "If I had braces..."

"At least I wash my clothes once in a while!"

"I don't have time for washing clothes! I am a very busy man!"

"Meow, meow, meow!"

"Meow one more time and I'm gonna-"

"Meow! Meow! Meow!"

"You know what?! Suck it! Maybe we shouldn't share a room together anymore!"

"Maybe we shouldn't!"

"Fine by me!"

"Two times fine by me!"

"Then we need to talk to Stan about moving rooms."

"Yeah, he's a reasonable guy."

Stan was down in living room, today being Sunday, the only day the shack was closed, he got to relax and enjoy some of his favorite past times; fight shows. "Fight, fight, fight!" Stan changed the channel from two guys fighting to two deers fighting. "Fight, fight, fight!" He changed the channel again to Baby fights. "Fight, fight, fight!"

**Today's episode on Baby fights! Charles and Dickens git gud! Some guy with a stick pokes the baby and they start violently slapping each other.**

Stan nodded his head in approval. "T.V. It knows what I want."

"Hey Grunkle Stan, we want different rooms." Dipper said.

"Yeah!" Mabel added.

Stan jumped back from his seat. "Whoa! Where'd you kids come from?!"

"Grunkle Stan. Rooms."

"Oh yeah," He rolled his eyes as a sign of skepticism. "You can get separate rooms as soon as I get a pair of magic money pants."

Mabel and Dipper looked at each other in bewilderment. "Magic money pants...?" Mable slowly asked.

"Anyways, kids, all the Shack has is the attic and my room, that's it, so you two getting separate rooms? Ha, ain't gonna happen, no way. What, do you think there's some sort of "Secret hidden room" somewhere?"

"Dudes!" Soos yelled. "Look at this secret hidden room I found!"

With wide grins on both their faces, Dipper and Mabel ran off to go find where Soos and this secret hidden room he found.

"Ok so, I was cleaning up around the bookcase when, boom! Mystery door. Right. Here! This shack really is mysterious!" Soos opened up the once previously hidden door, behind it was a heavily European based room. Complete with the cobwebs was a trifold mirror, a large couch, and many other oddities that filled the room.

Of course, the main attraction, that was strange shag carpet in the middle of it all.

Dipper and Mabel ran in the room, they were both mesmerized by its total awesomeness.

"Wow!" Dipper said in awe.

Mabel nodded in approval. "Classy."

"Yeah, this room is really, nice." Ryuuku added.

"I know..." Dipper crouched down on the shag carpet, he studied the tag. "Experiment 78...hey Grunkle Stan, what is this place?"

Stan took the pair of glasses off the table and slid it in his shirt. "I don't know, looks like another room I gotta clean."

"This room would be perfect for you huh?" Ryuuku asked.

Dipper slightly nodded his head and reached for the key he spotted. "I swear, this room is literally calling my name, so...I'll keep it!"

"What?!" Mabel stopped making snow angels in the carpet. "Who says you get the room?! We both saw it at the exact same time!"

"Hold up." Stan grabbed the key from Dipper's clammy hands and dangled it in the stale air of the room. "So both of you want this room, huh? Alright, whoever I like more gets to keep the room, fair?" Stan untied his shoe. "Oh no, my shoes are untied!"

Immediately, Dipper and Mabel lunged for Grunkle Stan's untied shoe, meanwhile, Ryuuku stared at Dipper in confusion. 'Why is Dipper going so far, he could easily let his sister take the room and he can have the attic for himself.'

Stan started running to the kitchen, his words echoing through the Shack. "Muahaha! To the kitchen! Fight, fight, fight!"

Dipper and Mabel got up in order to the run into the kitchen and tie Stan's shoe, but Soos blocked the way. "Hold up dudes, this room is giving me a major creep-o vibe, maybe you should appreciate what you got, the attic ain't that bad."

Dipper and Mabel looked at each other for a second, there was no going back, one of them was definitely getting this room.

"Or not..." Soos shrugged his shoulders and went back to sweeping, letting the twins go.

"Hold up, Dipper."

Dipper looked back and forth to make sure no one was listening. "Yeah, what is it, Ryuuku?"

"This room is nice, but...why go so far? What's so special about it?"

"Just look around, this room, is private. I'm willing to do this." Without giving a second thought, Dipper ran off to tie Stan's shoe while Ryuuku followed close behind.

"Huh, that's strange, I could've sworn Dipper was talking to someone..." Soos shrugged his shoulders again. "Maybe that's just me this time."

XxxxXxx

Preston plopped down a stack of papers on Deputy Blubs and Durland's desk. Blubs looked at the stack of papers. "What the hickory stack is that?"

"It's the reports. I'm quitting so you two are taking over my position."

"Quiting?! Why?!"

"I'm not about to die for this case. I rather have you do it."

"What about your job?"

Preston shook his head. "I'm rich. So I do whatever I want."

-Gravity falls three days earlier-

"I'm finally here at Gravity falls, L."

**Good, good. Just report to me if you find anything, unusual, Raye.**

"Sir, this entire town is unusual."

XxxxXxx

Dipper and Mabel were sitting in the kitchen, glaring at each other. Grunkle Stan walked up to them, with the key between his fingers. "Alright kids, whoever sucks-up the hardest gets the key to the new room."

"Grunkle Stan, we are not going to suck-up to you so we can get the new room." Dipper stated.

Mabel raised her fist in the air. "Heck yeah we are!"

"Ten suck-up points for Mabel!"

"Actually! We are!"

"Trying too hard. Minus 15 suck points."

"Good decisions Grunkle Stan!"

"Whoa. Trying way too hard, plus 50 suck up points, Mabel!"

Dipper's expression darkened deeply.

Stan got out a bucket full of tiles from under the table. "Now who wants to re-tile the roof in hellishly, scorching hot 105 degrees heat?"

Dipper jumped from his seat and grabbed the bucket. "Heh, heh bye Mabel!" He opened up the door and ran outside in the scorching hot weather. 'Stan wasn't kidding about this heat...I might actually die out here.'

"Gimme that bucket!" Mabel screamed as she began chasing Dipper.

"I got two words for ya, Mable, GIT! GUD!"

"I'll kill you!"

"Not before I do!"

Two hours later...

Stan was outside on the porch watching the kids fight over mowing the grass. "This Stan, this is good parenting." He said to himself as he relaxed in a lawn chair.

Dipper stopped for a second and wiped the sweat off his forehead. 'How is she not hot with that sweater on?'

"You're half-assing it, Dipper!" Mabel yelled.

"I'll show you!" Dipper yelled. "I'll mow this lawn ten times faster than you!"

Mabel turned around and pushed that mower as hard as she could. "This isn't even my best, Dipper!"

"...Hey Dipper." Ryuuku suddenly said.

Dipper eye's shifted to Ryuuku. "It'll have to wait. As soon as I finish all the chores, then we'll talk."

Stan grabbed a cup of ice-cold refreshing lemonade and took a swig of it. "Man, watching them do all this work is really tiring."

Another Two hours later...

Dipper opened the door to the secret hidden room, and threw his shoes off. "Jesus, that was a lot of work...but now at least all of the chores are done. Now...Ryuuku say what you wanted to say."

"Oh yeah that. Well, It's not like I hate you, in fact, you're the perfect owner for the Death note, but you need to know, I am on neither you or L's side."

"After you let a wolf gnaw on my leg, I've pretty much come to that conclusion."

"So, I won't be saying what you're doing is right or wrong, but since we live together and all, I do have something I need to say."

"Huh? Lay it on my already."

"This isn't for Killer, Dipper but, I know I'll regret it if I don't say something. It's just uncomfortable."

"Ryuuku, are you gonna say it or not, it's been three lines of dialogue and you've danced around this truth entire time."

"Anyways, since I've been following you everywhere, for the past two days, it's been annoying me that, you're being followed by somebody. In fact, he's standing near this shop."

Dipper stopped whatever he was doing and looked through the cracks of the boarded up stained glass window, and sure enough, a shady looking man was standing there in the open.

Before Dipper could say another word, the door swung open and Mabel stepped inside the room. "Don't get too comfy in here, brother! I just gave Stan an omelet, OF HIS FACE!"

Dipper clenched his hands into a tight fist. He shuffled his socks onto the carpet and went up to Mabel, while building up electricity. "You know what Mabel?!"

Mabel pointed her finger at Dipper's dark nose. "What?! Are you just jealous ima beat you?! And win this room?!"

"That's funny, Mabel. Because I'll win this room!" Dipper yelled, he raised his hand at Mabel. "And I'll never have to share anything with you again!"

Dipepr slapped Mable's hand out of his face, causing there to be a huge glow to burst out between them.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Dipper sat up from previously experiencing a horrible moment and looked at Mabel. "Why...why are...why am I." Dipper looked down, he had on Mabel's clothes.

"DIPPER! YOU HAVE MY FACE!" Mabel screamed.

"AND I HAVE YOURS!"

"AAHHHHHHHHH!"

"AAHHHHHHHHH!"

"AAHHHHHHHHH!"

"A-" Mabel ran in the bathroom and started throwing up.

Dipper crawled over to the cracked, mirror, he used her tiny, frail ands and wiped the dust away from the mirror and cringed. "...h-hold it." Dipper started breathing heavily. "Ryuu-ku, I don't own the Death note anymore, do I?!"

Dipper slammed her fist on the floor. "I can't hear Ryuuku's voice, either! CRAP!"

Mabel stumbled out of the bathroom and fell on the floor. He turned around onto his back and started punching his stomach. "Get out! Get out! Ugh?! What am I so sweaty and...awkward?!"

"Ugh, it feels like my mouth hates me!" Dipper said.

'Alright, Dipper. As soon as possible, I'm going to touch the Death note so...wait, nope. If I do that, Mabel will be able to see Ryuuku and that would mean I would have to...' Dipper picked up the shag carpet tag. "Mabel, it says here, this carpet is actually an electron carpet. Atoms can swap elections so this carpet must build up static electricity, so powerful it must be able to swap minds!"

"So if we do it again, we can change back, immediately." Dipper abruptly stood up "Get up Mabel, now, now now!"

"Ok, ok. I'm just glad we can change back, I mean, who knows what you'll do in my body."

'Wait...you just gave me an idea, Mabel, while I'm in your body, I can figure out who's been following me, without the chance of me ever being caught. If you see Ryuuku I'm pretty sure you'll only pass out!' "Yeah, you're right Mabel. I could totally sabotage Mabel and Dipper can get the room!"

"Wait, no!"

"HEY GRUNKLE STAN! I HATE YOU!"

Mabel reached for her own hair and yanked it, making Dipper fall down. Mabel jumped over Dipper and ran out of the room. Dipper got up from the floor and smirked. "Alright, Mabel you can get the room."

Mabel was almost towards the staircase, she looked back to the secret hidden room and evil laughed. "Muah ha ha! Guess who's gonna get the room no-"

Ryuuku rose from under the floorboards. "It's been done, Dipper."

"Wha...t?" Mabel stumbled backwards out of shock. "I had no idea Dipper had friends! But you, you're just so detailed!"

Ryuuku cocked his head in confusion. "Huh? Why do you sound like that weird sister of yours?"

'Wait! His friend doesn't know we've switched minds, so he won't know I'm his weird sis...hey! What'd he call me?!' "It's because um of...puberty?"

"What's that?"

"You sure do ask a lot of questions."

"Because you're really interesting."

Mabel began to take a closer look at him, she noticed that his feet weren't even on the ground. "Just what...are you, anyways? Unless...you're cosplaying?"

Before Ryuuku answered, they both heard a loud, ear-piercing scream echo through the halls. "GAHHHHHH! LET GO OF ME!"

"No. Sleep over!" Grenda grumbled as she dragged Dipper inside the attic.

Quickly, Mabel turned around and ran over to the attic door. "Wait Grenda! Let me talk to my br...sister for a sec."

"This is a sleepover, pal. No boys allowed!" With that Grenda slammed the door in his face.

Mabel bent down and looked in through the keyhole to see what they were doing...

"Hey um guys..." Dipper rubbed the back of her head. "You see, I'm not in the mood for a sleepover, cause um...I'm going through one of those crazy mood swings girls have...I think...?"

"Oh come on. My mom's totally age inappropriate romance novels aren't gonna read themselves."

Candy picked up one of the books and squealed. "Ooh. Wolfman bare chest! It sounds so spicy!"

'...oh hey I got it!' "Hey girls, you wanna know what's more spicy than those dumb books of yours?

"Shut. up. There is something more spicy the Gerard?!"

"You bet there is!"

Mabel continued looking through the keyhole, that was until her Grunkle startled her.

"Hey, what're you doing, kid?" Stan asked.

"GAHAH!" Mabel jumped back and covered the keyhole he was looking through.

"Oh, so you're at that creepy age where you spy on girls, huh? You know what, I think it's time me and you had a man to man talk. You know, about the birds and bees."

"Wait...what..."

"Come on, follow me."

Just as Stan and Mabel went downstairs, Candy and Grenda burst through the door and ran down the stairs as well. Once they were gone, Dipper looked back and forth and began slowly walking down the stairs.

'I'll go outside...and figure out what to do 'till then, it's a good thing Candy and Grenda are really hooked on spicy things, otherwise...' She shivered. '...no, I don't wanna think about that.'

Dipper tiptoed past the living room and slowly walked through the kitchen where Stan and Mabel were having their "talk".

Stan pointed to a section in a book called Why am I sweaty? "And this is the pituitary gland. This little guy's got big plans in the future."

"GAHHHHHHH!"

Dipper quickly opened the door and ran outside. "Alright, what food am I in the mood for? How about...tacos! Yeah, I'll go to Hermanos Brothers think about my next move on L."

XxxxXxx

L stuffed a piece of strawberry cake in his mouth. "I really want to meet you, Killer...that is, so I can be-head you. Anyways, concerning the times, I believe this "job" your working at, isn't a strict facility."

L picked up the printed list of establishments that ran through the times of 6am-6pm in Oregon.

"Watari."

**Yes L?**

"Have the investigative team search for these establishments in all the small towns."

XxxxXxx

Dipper sat in the booth of Hermanos Brother waiting for his food to come. 'Although the Mystery Shack isn't open on a Sunday, we definitely don't work between 6am-6pm, so...I've played L right into my trap. I knew he suspected I work a summer job and I perfectly played that against him.' The tray of tacos flopped down on Dipper's table. "Here you go."

Dipper looked up at the server's face. Right behind him was a wanted poster with his face on it. Dipper picked up the tray and threw it at the guy. "In your face!"

The server was pissed, he wiped the sour cream and shredded cheese off his face and dug inside his pocket. "Kid, you're about to regret doing that."

Dipper jumped out of the booth and ran out of the shop as fast as he could. 'Man, these legs are really fast!' "AAAHHHHHHHHHH! I NEED HELP!"

*Click-BANG*

Dipper ran off to the side and tried to dodge the incoming bullets. "HE HAS A GUN! I'M GONNA DIE!"

*BANG*

*BANG*

"WHY IS NO ONE HERE?!"

A hand grabbed a Dipper and pulled her behind him. "Stay low, kid."

The guy pulled out a gun and pointed it at the person who was chasing Dipper. "Put your hands in the air and cease fire! You are under arrest, Norm Blake!"

Dipper clung onto his beige cloak. 'This guy! He was the one following me!' "Get 'em!"

Norm started shaking out of fear. "I-I'm not putting this gun down!"

"I will shoot!"

Suddenly, a large shark-mole monster burst from the underground, with one fearsome swoop his sharp teeth clenched onto Norm's body. The shark-mole wrapped his fins around Norm's body and began to tear his flesh in half and snap his bones.

Just as soon as it came, it quickly left, leaving only a pool of blood and the ringing of his blood-curdling screams in the air.

Dipper fell to the ground and started throwing up, what he just saw would haunt him for the rest of his life. The police kneeled down and patted her back. "Are you ok, kid?"

"Uh...I...am now that you saved me, mister." Dipper managed to get herself up. "What's your name? I want to tell everyone about your bravery."

"My name? It's Raye Penber, but I rather you not tell anyone. I'm privately investigating here."

"Oh, I won't." Dipper flashed a smile. "It's like no one will even know you exist."

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A/N: I apologize for taking forever to update, I just had no time to write. Hopefully my next installment will come out sooner than later.

Note: I know it gets confusing that I refer to Dipper as a she and Mabel as he but they switched bodies and all, so...I gotta do it.