Dipper could no longer hold back tears.

Really, he was starting to understand how Mabel had felt. Whine, whine. Oh, the summer's going to end. Let me make a deal with Bill so summer could last forever! Dipper and Mabel was set to arrive at their home on Piedmont, California at 9:30. Ten goddamn hours. There goes the last official day of summer.

After all that, they are going to get home and go to sleep immeddiatey. Their parents already have all of their school stuff ready to go at home. Tomorrow, they check in at school and get P.E. shirts and order yearbooks and that kind of things. Things that could easily be done at the first day of school but they just wanted an excuse to spoon feed them an extra day of school… but whatever.

Honestly, Dipper would have given anything to see any of them again. Soos, Wendy, Grunkle Stan, Ford, Lazy Susan, Wendy's feral dad, Fiddleford, the that Toby chick. Hell, he would have given anything to see blond Lil' Tay (that's actually a nice nickname for Pacifica, he mused) and her parents that offered to be one of Bill's horsemen of the apocalypse. Wendy's hat on his scalp didn't really goddamned make things better.

His eyes watered. No, he can't cry. He don't cry. What's crying? Dipper's never done that before. Not once. Not even goddamned once. What's that weird liquid falling from his face? Ah God…

And so Dipper spent the next eight hours in complete misery. Mabel wasn't doing so hot either, at least. She was scowling in her sleep…

"GET UP, PINE TREE. UP, UP, KID, EH? EVERYONE ELSE HAVE GONE."

That voice sounded familiar, but Dipper couldn't place it. Yeah, he have definitely heard that voice before…

"PINE TREE. GET UP, KID. I WANNA GO HOME."

Dipper's mind snapped. Pine tree... kid… "BILL!" he screamed, jolting awake to reality.

"Uh. It's Parcy, actually," the bus driver said to him, with a curious look on his face. "Anyways, man. This is Piedmont. You have to go. Wake your sister. Tell her to not talk about the pig or I might get fired."

"You… you're not Bill?" Stupid. Stupid. Try asking someone who just introduced themselves to you whether their name was Bill or not.

"Nah. My name is Parcy. Not Bill." The bus driver smiled. "What, bad dream?"

Dipper didn't give him an answer. "Mabel, Mabel." Dipper got up and shook his sister. This is Piedmont. We're home. We're home.

"Five more minutes." Mabel muttered.

Dipper and the bus driver shouted "No!" at the same time. "Pig girl." The bus driver continued, managing to keep his voice down. "Someone is going to come and check the bus and if they find your fat ass pig they will fire me. So you have to get off, or I could goddamned lose my job. "

Mabel opened her eyes. "Yeah, Mabel," Dipper gave the man a stink eye for screaming at his sister. "Let's go before…" Dipper gestured dismissively, trying to signify what could happen if Mabel never left the bus.

Mabel didn't move.

"Come on Mabel," Dipper snapped, approached her, and poked on the ribs. Mabel didn't flinch backwards or shoot up awake, like he expected. Instead, she just giggled. "You missed my ribs, Dipper."

The bus driver laughed out loud, then covered his mouth as soon as Dipper gave him a look. Dipper tried to poke Mabel again, but Mabel dodged and stood up in one swift motion.

"Alright then, let's go." she giggled, all the scowling and tears from before completely gone.

Good to know that she's fine now.

"Can you help us... with out stuff?" Dipper gestured vaguely at the carry-on bin.

The bus driver mumbled something, then got Dipper's duffel bags and Mabel's suitcase on the ground.

And so, the twins picked up their respective lugguage And they got out of the bus.

"Hey, what are your two grandpa's names? I'm going to sue them for pointing a gun at me," the bus driver called after them. Dipper ignored him but Mabel screamed "SURE THING! THEIR NAME IS STANLEY AND STANFORD PI... HMM! Dipper why did you put your hand on my mouth? I'm trying to talk here?"

The bus driver snorted, closed the bus door, and drove off.

"Didn't he say that there would be an inspector or something?" Dipper

"Guess he lied," Mabel grinned wider. "That's so cute!"

"Uhh... okay." Dipper smiled."Our parents isn't here though. They're... hopefully they're OK. You wanna go get borrow a phone line? To... you know... call them? Do you even remember their phone number?"

"They have a phone?"

"No, they don't." Dipper cupped his face with his palm. "OF COURSE THEY HAVE PHONES, MABEL! MOM HAS SEVEN PHONES THAT SHE USES FOR TWENTY FOURS HOURS EVERY DAY!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooosh."

"Mabel... did you just woosh me? You're not even using it right! I did not miss a joke!"

SEVEN MINUTES LATER

It has been too long. Dipper was starting to get worried. a) In all his ten years in Piedmont, he had never seen this neighborhood before, b) it was completely dark outside and no one was walking or even jogging on the sidewalks. c) In his ten minutes that he had spent here, he had never even seen a single goddamned car.

There was something going on here. What was wrong with his parents? They've never been late, not this late.

Screw this. "Uh, Mabel."

"Yeah, Dippingsaurus?"

"Bad nickname."

"Your loss," she shrugged.

"Anyways, Mabel. Don't you think it's been a little too long? I literally can't remember a single time they've been late to pick us up."

"Not really." Mabel giggled. Then she frowned. "Hmm, Dipper, actually, I think what you saying may have some credibility. I'm not saying you're right or anything, it's just that what you saying makes sense in this twisted way."

"In other words, I'm right."

"... if you think so."

"You've never had trouble saying I'm right before. What's wrong?" Dipper chuckled. "Alright, since I mentioned it first, you get to go and borrow a phone from somebody so we can call our parents."

"YOU'VE NEVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT A PHONE!" Mabel complained loudly. "Plus, uh, don't you think it's kind of weird? I mean, it's nine thirty at night, but everyone has their light closed. Are they, what, all asleep?"

Dipper had noticed that, too. He'd been trying to not think about it, but now that Mabel brought it up, he has to rationalize it.

"Also, why are there no cars?" Mabel continued, her frowns deepening.

Dipper had noticed that too. "Maybe it's a coincidence. Maybe it's, uh, the shady part of the neighborhood that no one likes so no one likes to drive here. And… maybe everyone's asleep."

Then he heard it.

A strange buzzing sound, coming from the bushes somewhere.

"Do you hear that? Mabel, I think that's a phone."

"Oh my gosh Dipper, I hear it too!" Mabel gasped.

Dipper laid down and looked at the bottom of bushes, trying to determine the source of the buzzing object.

"Mabel, there's something glowing at the bottom of this bush here. It's probably a phone."

Dipper reached under the bush, ignoring the pain he felt of twigs slicing into his arm. There were bugs crawling on his arm. Were those his imagination, or were they real? They were probably real. Yeah, they were probably real.

Finally, he reached the phone. He bit his teeth and gingerly took it out of the bush.

CALL FROM: PHILL CEBIR
29131339168518

Dipper stared at the phone.

This was some convenient shit. How someone just happen to leave their goddamned phone under the bush that was directly next to the Speedy Beaver bus stop, and then this Phill chick just happen to call right as this moment.

Mabel just stared at the phone with a look of mild interest on her face.

Dipper was still staring at the phone. He swiped the bottom part to answer the call. But right that moment, the call went out and the screen locked itself. Never mind, Phill would probably call again soon. Mabel went back to playing with Waddles.

Dipper frowned. The phone – it was obviously an iPhone. It had the apple logo on the back and everything. But he had never seen one of those before. The entire phone was touchscreen - there was no home button.

How the hell was Dipper supposed to unlock this thing then?

He searched the sides of the iPhone for the lock button that also unlocked the phone. He pressed it. Instantly, the screen lit up. The screensaver was a picture of THE GODDAMNED ZODIAC.

THANK YOU LUKEhasMD FOR REVIEWING AND FAVORITING LIKE HOLY SHIT MY LIFE IS COMPLETE. You made my day man! To everyone, please drop a review, no matter it's to give me criticism or

Anyways I have a few notes about the story:

This story does not take place in the main Gravity Falls universe. You may notice the twins are slightly off character, I did this on purpose. I really don't want the actual Dipper and Mabel and everyone else in the show to go through the route I have in store for this fic.

For a reminder, Gravity Falls takes place in 2012, so an iPhone X that Dipper finds doesn't exist yet, giving him reasons to be surprised.

York Boulevard that I had mentioned in the first chapter does not (hopefully) exist in the actual Piedmont, California. I don't want to associate the Pine residence with an actual address.

The 10 hours time is taken from Piedmont to Boring, Oregon, which was the inspiration of Gravity Falls (check the... watchmojo, I think it was?107 facts about gravity falls)

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NOTE: I DON'T OWN GRAVITY FALLS. BILL CIPHER DOES... YOU KNOW WHAT YOU KNOW TOO MUCH NOW. BYE