A/N here's chapter two,I hope you enjoy! I know its short but I have a crazy schedule because its back to school time and our computer broke so I couldn't upload a new chapter until we got it fixed. I will upload more often, I have a million ideas about where this fanfic will go!
I decided that the easiest way to kill Mabel was to observe her and get close, so I head down the hill and start walking to the twins, but when I am halfway down dipper's watch starts to beep. Mabel! We are late for our shift at the shack! Apparently that is a very bad thing because Mabel looks at him In horror, and they both get on their bikes and take off in the direction of the town. What is "the shack"? I see a diner in the distance. Perfect, i'll get some coffee and ask for directions,I never got to finish my first cup of coffee.
The diner is shaped like a log with windows and doors. I open the door and get greeted by a pleasant dinging noise. I sit at a tall bar stool, fold both of my hands on my lap and wait to be served. A plump middle aged women walks over. One of her eyes is closed and covered with electric blue eyeshadow. What your name, sweetie? She asks. Grace I reply, can I have a large black coffee? No sugar, no cream. Sure thing grace, she says. I've never seen you before, did you move here recently? Um… yeah. Where did you live before? Uhh, I have lived in a lot of place because I was in a different foster home almost every 3 months. Then I met bill and we never stayed in the same place for more than 2 weeks, but I couldn't tell her that. Arizona, I finally say, it's the first state I can think of off the top of my head. I have cousins in Arizona she says. I breath a sigh of relief, she must not be very smart because I am a terrible liar. She puts a white mug full of coffee in front of me. I hope you like it here, grace, there are a lot of kids in gravity falls. I perk up, she may say something useful. What are their names? I ask. Hmm, lets see…. there's Candy, Grenda, Pacifica, Mabel, dipper… Mabel? Yeah! She'S 12. She is such a sweetheart, last week she made matching sweaters for me and Mr. Catface. Mr Catface? Yeah! He is my favorite cat, but don't tell Donald or Sandy, my other two cats. So where does Mabel live? I ask trying to steer the Conversation back to something mystery shack! So that solves the mystery of what "the shack" is. Can you write down the directions to it. Mabel is a old friend I want to visit, I quickly add. Mabel will like that! She exclaims. She scribbles down a address on a napkin and hands it to me. I drink the last sit of coffee, and put two dollars on the counter. Bill makes sure that we always have human money on us. Then I leave the diner and head for the mystery shack.
