Hello there! Ooh, this is gonna be fun! I write really dialogue-y, almost like a script. Wow. ._. :D Gravity Falls is the best. That's all I can say. Enjoy!
"Let's do this," Dipper declared.
"You mean we go talk to the kid that just destroyed our house because he knows how to rebuild it?" Stan said. "Just to say, this idea is terrible."
"He doesn't know how to!" Bill corrected. "That's the fun part!"
"I fail to see how this is fun," Stan the optimist announced.
"Well, someone should stay at the shack to make sure that they don't put the tent in early," Dipper started to plan.
"I'll do it! Rubble guarding powers activate!" Soos said.
"Hey, really sorry guys, but I kinda have to go," Wendy told them. "Good luck rebuilding the shack, or whatever!" She walked off.
"I'll go get the car that I have hidden next to the bushes in the shack for no reason." Stan revealed a red minivan and they all got in. Even Bill.
"This is fun! I haven't been to Gravity Falls for too long. I always forget how strange this is. Oh, I am strange too!"
Yes, Bill, you are strange. And creepy. And annoying, Dipper thought. He brought out the book and flipped through, aimlessly coming to the page about Bill.
"Well, at least we didn't summon him. Right, Dipper?"
Dipper didn't notice Mabel: he was deep in thought. What could Gideon do now that his amulet was destroyed? It didn't make any sense. And why would he help them anyways? What reason did he have? He absentmindedly took out a pen and began clicking it.
If anyone noticed that the Pines family had a triangle in the car with them, they didn't say anything. Soon enough, the family got out and was at the front of the wraught iron gate.
"How are we going to get in?" Mabel asked. "I wish we could have the powers that we did in your mind, Grunkle Stan."
"Is that vaguely weird, or what?" Stan said.
Right then, Gideon got out of the front door. He walked down the pathway with an annoyed look on his face.
"YOU! I don't need you, Bill! And I destroyed your shack! So get off of my property! I mean the one I had all along!"
"You do know the deed says I own the shack, right?" Stan said, just remembering that.
"Well, I have it, so it doesn't matter! Go away!"
"No. You have to help us magically rebuild the shack!" Mabel insisted.
"What do you mean, marshmella?" Gideon asked in his best sweet voice as if he hadn't been yelling at her a few moments ago.
"Gideon, if you don't rebuild the shack Dipper and I will have to go back!" Mabel pulled out her best card. She didn't like Gideon at all, but she hoped that he liked her enough that maybe...
"You can live with me, cupcake!"
Okay, that one didn't work.
Mabel pulled up all the determination she had, looked at Waddles for support, and then-
"If you help us rebuild it, I will go on one date with you."
"A date? Ooh, sugar, of course! It's a deal!" Gideon wore a creepy stalker grin.
Yay! Next chapter, getting started on figuring out how to rebuild it! Should I write in a script style, or as it is now? Please let me know in your review! Thanks and i hope you are enjoying it! I know I am!
~Kitty
