Chapter 3: Attack of the Silver Eyed Girls

Dipper slowly turned around to face the cry of alarm. Very slowly. He knew that there was only one person in the 'Falls who possessed that voice.

When he turned around, he saw a haggard and panting Ruby Rose. Her posture was hunched over, and her body language exuded panic. How did she even know that Dipper was in her shed?

"I, um, have a wireless system that lets me know when someone messes with my stuff," Ruby said, as if reading his mind. "If that's what you were wondering. You know, if you were wanting to know how I knew you were touching Cres- um, that thing in your hands."

"Oh, ok." Dipper wasn't convinced, but he wasn't about to let Ruby know what he was thinking. At least, not until he could be sure that he knew exactly what was up with the girl.

"So... You should probably get goin' because... umm..." Ruby wanted Dipper out of her shed. Why? What was so important about this place that he wasn't allowed in? Fortunately for her, and unfortunately for him, the former was saved by the proverbial bell.

"DIPPER!" called a voice from inside the Mystery Shack, it's volume undoubtedly deafening to anyone still inside the house, if the fact that Dipper and Ruby were able to hear it was any indication. "DIP-STICK! CANDY AND GRENDA ARE FINALLY OUT OF SCHOOL! GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE SO WE CAN HAVE A MAKEOVER!"

Oh no.

Ruby snapped her gaze to Dipper's, and it wasn't hard to figure out that she had an epiphany. Her wide grin and the relief in her eyes was evidence enough. Heck, if all of this had been an old cartoon, then a lightbulb would have flickered to life over her head.

"Well, it looks like your time has been occupied for now. Just go out the door andyoucanaskmeaboutthisstuffmaybelatermaybenevereveragain'kaythanksbyeDipper!" Ruby quickly shoved the young teen out the door, her words compressing into a rant that blew by at the speed of sound. Before his brain could really keep up, he found himself out the shed's door, with said door slamming behind her with a dull thud, followed by the crash of some type of metal thing clattering to the floor. "Aww, dangit!" Dipper heard Ruby's voice cry out from inside the shed.

Dipper immediately turned 180 degrees on his heel and pounded his fists on the shed door. "Hey! Ruby! You can't just ignore me! I still have so many questions! RUBY ROSE!" Dipper was furious, though not really at Ruby, per say, but more for himself. Some answers to the girl's identity were within his grasp, and because of his hesitation, they escaped him. Naturally, someone who wanted their life secret would try to preserve their anonymity; in Dipper's mind, if someone was snooping around and was caught, it would be because they lacked some skill or had some flaw that prevented them from finding anything out.

"Dippington! There you are!" Dipper froze up like a statue on the spot.

Oh no.

Maybe if he stayed really, really still, she wouldn't notice him.

A hand grabbed Dipper's shoulder and slowly dragged him back to the 'Shack.

Or maybe not.

"Dude, I've been looking everywhere for you today! Candy and Grenda just got back from school and we're having another sleepover to start off the summer!" Dipper just went as limp as possible. He didn't have the strength to fight off his own twin sister. One day, he would discover Ruby Rose's past, but for now, he was a victim to his very slightly older sister's whims.

It was during one of Mabel's trashy Rom-Com flicks that Dipper finally managed to slip away from the madness that was his sister's sleepover. The film had finally gotten to a particularly emotional scene, and the bleeding hearts that were Mabel Pines, Candy Chiu, and Grenda [Error: 404 - Last Name Not Found] easily broke down into tears, allowing their makeup-clad captive to escape with relative ease.

"All I want is to stay with you, Angelicalicalé, but... My father is your mother's mortal enemy. We cannot be together. It just can't be."

"Say it isn't so, Bradenfordley! We can get our parents to make up, can't we?"

"I'm afraid not, my dear. You'll have to find a new beloved. Farewell, my darling."

"Braaaaaaaaaaaad!"

It was trash. Oh Lord, it was horrible, but nonetheless Dipper was grateful that it managed to distract the girls long enough to slip out of Grenda's headlock and slip out of the attic for a while. At least Dipper had managed to snatch up Wendy's lumberjack cap before making his daring escape into the hall outside the attic.

"Dude, you look like you got run over by, like, a cosmetics truck, or something. Let me guess, Girls' Night?"

That voice! Dipper knew that voice!

"Wendy! Yeah, Girls' Night..." Dipper replied.

"Well, it's good to see you, anyway. Hey, come on, let's go get something to wash off all of... this," she gestured to Dipper's face, making a huge circle.

"Y-Yeah, okay!"

Wendy Corduroy was alwaysthe "cool girl", no matter where she went. You could stick her in the middle of a bustling arcade, a bowling alley, or even just on the street, and in no time, she could start some sort of party, especially if Thompson was around. However, she knew whenever her presence was needed to calm a crazy evening like this one.

She and Dipper Pines sat at the short, cheap, plywood affair that was meant to pass off as a dining table, in the cheap, mass-market gray aluminum chairs that sufficed for the Pines family's "fine" dining. Honestly, sometimes Dipper wondered just how much of the stuff in the Mystery Shack was stuff Stan had bought for cheap, and how much Stan had pilfered from cheap stores.

Wendy was very much mostly the same since Dipper's last year at the sleepy town of Gravity Falls. Her attire was still mostly the same as before, but with two differing details: her choice of dark blue jeans, beaten-up rain boots, and bluish earrings remained the same, yet she wore a red flannel shirt and Dipper's old Mystery Shack Pine Tree hat from the previous summer. Physically, Wendy appeared to be at least a few more inches taller, and she wore her long red hair in a ponytail, presumably just so that it wouldn't get in the way of things.

She'd made the two some tea, then iced it. Dipper and Wendy now sat with half-empty glasses, and had passed the time with some small talk. Funny how after all this time, the thing that Dipper had so much trouble doing around her became so easy after the apocalypse.

"So yeah, finals were brutal. Didn't get out until yesterday, and even so, testing was crazy." Wendy took a sip. "I'm not sure if Thompson was even able to get that last bit of extra credit in before the deadline. Man, it would suck if he was stuck in summer school." Another sip. "So how's your summer been going?"

Dipper had been taking a long gulp of his tea, and spluttered at the sudden question. "Guh! Kha! Ack!" Finally getting his breathing under control, he took a controlled sip of his beverage and said, "Uh, good! Yeah, it's all going great! Well, not all of it, but that's depending on who you ask, you know?"

"Oh really? What's gotten under your skin, dude?"

Dipper sighed, "It's about the 'Shack's new employee. Her name's Ruby Rose."

Wendy's eyes flashed in recognition. "Hey, I know her! Yeah, she's the new kid around. She's actually in my grade in the town's high school. Says she's some transfer student from a place called Beacon Academy."

Ooo, Dipper thought, Finally, a name to attach to the... other name. Dang, I really need to come up with better metaphors. Is it metaphors? Maybe wordplay...

Dipper quickly shook himself out of his reverie, asking, "Do you happen to know...?"

Wendy raised a brow, then took another relaxed sip. "Know what?"

"Anything and everything there is to know about Beacon Academy, like, you know, where it is, anything special about it, that sort of stuff."

Wendy held up her hands. "Whoa, whoa there, man. What's gone and got you so interested in Ruby?"

Dipper had to visibly calm himself down, drawing in a few deep breaths before continuing, "She's weird. I mean, it's like she has superpowers or something. She can move really fast, is actually really strong, despite her size, she does... something late at night that I can't begin to guess about, and she's got, like, a mad scientist lab in that unused shed behind the 'Shack."

"...Okay, that does seem a bit strange," Wendy replied after a pregnant pause, "But she's just quiet, innocent, you know, the antisocial girl who sits by herself at lunch. She's not the next Ford, dude."

"But... But..."

"Well, I can tell you that I don't know of any Beacon Academy 'round these parts, but I'm not the authority on obscure, hard-to-find schools. I can also bet my left kidney that nobody in this town really cares about that. They're kinda just happy that someone like Ruby's around to help out."

"What?" Dipper was perplexed. Everyone liked her that much? For what?

"Yeah, she goes around, fixing stuff that people break, like their cars, appliances, and the like for free."

"WHAT?!"

"I thought it was weird, too, but I asked her about it and apparently it's her, like, hobby or something. She does it for fun."

"Huh. She's kind of a goody-two-shoes, then, huh?"

"Yeah dude. Though she does go out late at night for some reason. 'S kind of like she disappears off the face of the earth for a few hours. No one's seen her during that time in the 'Wee Hours." Now it was time for Dipper to have an epiphany. Suddenly, he had an idea...

"Hey, where're you going, dude?" Dipper had, before he'd fully realized it, already started to storm up the stairs to the attic; his body already knew what he was going to do before he even did.

"Don't worry about me. I'm just gonna make a small plan."

It was a hazy dusk in the forests surrounding Gravity Falls, Oregon. The entirety of the small town was collectively slumbering, resting easy knowing that the worst, for them, had long since come to pass, and that they could peacefully exist without any worries.

Except for two people.

A dark shape flew amongst the trees of the forest, moving at speeds comparable to an automobile on a highway. It bounced off of the tall pines, generating a soft tap-tap with every impact. Its journey through the stalwart guardians of the wilderness that was the firest finally came to a halt when it perched itself on a particularly sturdy branch. The figure's tailwind finally caught up to it, and a shower of crimson rose petals blew past its crouching form, its red cloak and cape billowing out and around it.

Ruby rose from her crouch to her full height. Very slowly, she set about stretching her arms, then her shoulders, back, and neck. She needed to be limber for what she was about to do.

The night was mostly silent. The average person would have reported the mere chirping of crickets and the eerie creaking of trees being pushed around by the wind. Almost everything was slumbering peacefully in the region. That is, almost everything.

Ruby had tracked a dark, grimy presence all the way to out here. She would describe the thing she felt as... greasy, in a way. It wasn't easily explainable, but it was clear that it spewed hatred, disgust, and a desire to destroy everywhere it went. It was an aura of darkness that Ruby had made herself quite... familiar with in her time at Gravity Falls. After all, it did follow her all the way from Remnant.

Those monsters had somehow, through some sort of manner, managed to come all the way to earth from her home. How? Heck if she knew. Why? See previous answer. That didn't change the fact that the people of Gravity Falls were in danger, and as a Huntress, training or no, she had a commitment to protecting those who couldn't protect themselves. After all, she was the one person on the planet who knew how to fight these things.

Problem was, she couldn't let the citizens know exactly who- or what- she was. In Gravity Falls alone, it would cause mass panic and hysteria. Possibly even a witch hunt, if some of these people were any indication. On a national scale, the government might actually get involved, and that would ruin the quiet tranquility of the small town Ruby had come to call a home of sorts. Heck, the government would also probably disappear Ruby to find out just what made her tick.

Soon after arriving on earth, she had come to realize that she was distinctly different from the humans that lived on the planet.

Oh no. OH CRAP.

Soos Ramirez groaned under the crushing weight of the Mystery Shack golf cart. It had fallen off of its supports while he was fixing a rattle that had developed in the undercarriage, and now threatened to give the portly man the slimmest figure of his life. Violently.

Ruby sprung into action, dropping the hammer and nails in her hands and leapt off the roof, landing on... the roof of the golf cart.

"Ooooofff," moaned Soos.

"Sorry!" apologized Ruby. She used her semblance briefly to quickly leap to the ground, and dug her hands into the space underneath the chassis of the diminuitive vehicle. With a grunt, the cart was lifted clean off the ground and over Ruby's head. She set it down, off to the side, and dashed to Soos' side. She shook him slightly, trying to get his attention. "Soos! Soos! Are you okay?! Talk to me, Soos!"

Soos had a thousand-yard stare, but abruptly coughed and stared right at Ruby. "How..." he groaned.

"How? How much blood have you lost? How long do you have to live? I dunno, man! I just work here! I don't know first aid! What do I do?!" Ruby was in hysterics. Did she accidentally kill her boss? What would Weiss think? Yang? Would she be able to show her face back home ever again?

"How..." Ruby had to lean in close to hear what Soos was trying to say. "How... did you do that...? That was so... cool..." Ruby looked at the handyman disbelievingly before he abruptly slumped over, unconscious.

"What?" Ruby was at a loss for words.

No Auras, no Huntsmen or Huntsman Academies, no Dust, yet the foul beasts still managed to make their way into a wholly unprepared world. It was like some sort of cosmic deity liked to make Ruby's life hard, no matter where she went or how badly she'd already been kicked while she was down. In her mind, it was up to her to hold the monsters of the darkness at bay, at least until she could find the source.

"Now where did you go...?" Ruby closed her eyes, "listening" with her very soul for her quarry. Back on Remnant, this would've proven difficult, given the large presence of both Grimm and human souls to sift through, but here, there was no Aura to interfere, and just a small, singular presence of inky, foul darkness to detect. "There!" Ruby's eyes flew open, and she aligned herself in the direction of the filthy vibe, unfolding her beloved weapon, the High-Caliber Sniper Scythe Crescent Rose, from behind the small of her back into its full scythe form. In a single, fluid motion, she cycled the bolt, chambering a large round and fired behind herself, sending her flying through the trees once more.

Dipper's eyes were glued to a small, dimly lit screen, navigating the woods with only subconscious thought. His phone displayed a nondescript map of the area. It was just a monotone gray, but there were just two points of interest visible on the display. A light blue icon, showing his location, and a green one, showing the location of a certain mysterious 'Shack employee.

Tonight was the night Dipper finally would discover his quarry's secrets. It had taken quite a lot of coffee and willpower, but he finally managed to give chase after the elusive girl. Earlier, during dinner, he'd slipped his old phone (since replaced with a newer model) into Ruby's satchel, and patiently (sooo boring...) waited for the girl to slip out of the house. He quietly pursued her into the dusk of the forest, using the devices to track each other.

Sure, Ruby was fast, but slowly and surely, Dipper managed to start to catch up to her as time passed. Painfully slowly.

He heard the same loud blasts as before, signaling gunfire. He tried to ignore it, more determined to reach his goal than deterred by fear. As he heard the booming Pow-Whump! of a powerful rifle, he flinched, then grit his teeth. He couldn't back out now! His goal was nearly in sight! Ruby was a mere, what- 15 meters away from-

GRAAAAAAOOOOORRRGHHHHH!

What the heck was that?! Dipper's concentration on his electronic device was immediately shattered as his eyes darted back and forth through the inky blackness, futilely searching for a possible source of the bestial roar he had heard. However, it would have been impossible to ascertain anything. His eyesight was totally useless in this time of night, and the moonlight left little in the way of useful navigation.

That is, it would have been impossible, had it not been for the pair of glowing, bright red eyes peeking out from some nearby foliage. Dipper gave a yelp of almost purely instinctual fear, and fumbled his phone out of his hands. His hands frantically patted around his person, searching his pockets for a flashlight. When his fingers finally closed around the small metal cylinder, he whipped the device out and pointed it at the eyes and pressed the button on the side.

However, instead of the light illuminating the area away from Dipper, he shined the light towards himself.

"AAARRGH! CRAP!" Dipper turned the light off, then rotated it around in his hand, rubbing his burning eyes with his free hand. Maybe the light will scare it-

-off? Dipper activated the light once more, finally revealing the creature that possessed those haunting red orbs. It was a pitch-black furry creature, rippling in muscles that threatened to explode from its dark form with power. It was covered in a multitude of bone-like pieces, each covered in red tribal-like patterns, attached to its body like a macabre armor. Its form resembled that of a werewolf from folklore, with a hunched figure and an air of savagery leaking from the very air that surrounded its body. Its crimson eyes glared at Dipper with untold malice from behind its bone helmet.

Dipper let out a yelp of terror, and tried to run, yet he found himself utterly paralyzed, incapable of fighting this monster, nor fleeing from it. The boy could only watch as the aura of hatred peaked and the monster visibly tensed up to spring for the younger Pines twin. He closed his eyes as he waited for the inevitable claws and teeth of the beast to attack him.

He flinched when he heard the sound of something piercing flesh, but tentatively cracked his eyes open when he didn't feel any pain. What he saw surprised him. There, standing between Dipper and the now wounded monster, was a figure in a blood red cloak, holding a positively massive farming-style scythe, possessing the same color of red as the figure's clothes. The blade pointed upwards, and the shaft was held at a low angle, pointing the head at the forest floor. The creature now sported a nasty-looking gash across its chest, which had started to billow smoke, and snarled at the cloaked figure.

Dipper recognized that cloak! Ruby was wearing that when she slipped out of the Mystery Shack; he saw it through the window of the attic as he waited for Ruby to try to leave.

Dipper stared in awe and disbelief as Ruby readied her weapon and rotated the head behind her. His ears rang as it released a CRACK! similar to the gunshots from before. Simultaneously, Ruby propelled herself toward the nightmare-wolf in a flurry of red flower petals. Dipper found himself unable to do anything except to just watch the battle unfold from there.

Ruby flew past the wolf, and the beast sported yet another smoking gash. Another gunshot rang out from the other side, and again the beast was wounded. Bang. Slash. Snarl. The process, with the gentle grace of a ballet dancer, and the cold precision of a factory automaton, repeated a couple more times before the creature grew fed up with the girl's fighting prowess, and struck out with a razor-sharp claw. However, where in one instant stood Ruby Rose, the next one only saw the claw stirring ruby rose petals. Confused, the monster frantically looked around it until its gaze turned skyward asa it perceived a metal, clanking, ratcheting sound.

High above the wolf creature, Ruby appeared to hover in the air, her scythe held along the length of her arms in an extended, more weapon-like mode. For a moment, the moonlight framed her figure and her cape fluttered about her form like a pair of butterfly wings. The girl was dressed in a very gothic sort of way. She wore some sort of blouse-corset combo in black and red, respectively, with black lace. Her sleeves were long, covering up everything but her pale, slender hands and fingers. The sleeves concealed some sort of undershirt with frilly crimson fabric at the ends. She wore a belt with a multitude of elongated gray bullets that Dipper could not identify, along with a rectangular cloth pouch and a stylized silver rose emblem that Dipper recognized from her headphones earlier. She had a thigh-length, frilly black skirt with red ends, under which her legs were covered with dark stockings that retreated under her skirt. She wore black combat boots with red lace and soles, and her cloak was pinned to her shoulders with a pair of small, cross-shaped pins.

Dipper thought she looked like an angel of death, in a way.

Abruptly, Ruby angled her scythe to the sky and fired skyward, propelling her into a downwards, horizontal spiral that moved too quickly for the boy to see. The spinning wheel of death flew at the monster, which attempted to block with its forearms.

There was a sickening squelching sound as metal met muscle mass and started to saw through the flesh. However, the block was an exercize in futility, as after an equally sickening Crack!, the forearms were sawed clean off. The circle of death continued rending into the creature's body; Ruby raked at the beast's skull armor with a grinding noise not unlike that of someone sharpening a blade. A couple of seconds later, Dipper heard the Snap! of the dense plates giving way, and- almost too quickly for him to keep up- saw Ruby slip her scythe into a more conventional rifle form, and place two large bullets into its centre.

The creature let out a bestial snarl and roared at its opponent, whose hood flipped back from the force of only its cry of unadulterated rage, revealing Ruby's face and her dark hair, which Dipper expected.

What he didn't expect was the appearance of two triangles at the top of her scalp, the same colour as her hair. They looked like... Animal ears? They twitched, and Ruby gritted her teeth before letting out a scream of defiance and charged at the dark monster, expanding her scythe into its full form and raising it overhead, firing a shot and pushing it violently down, aiming at the crack in its skull. The blow drove the blade into its skull and through its chest cavity, then stopped; the beast was dead, and its body shortly disintegrated.

Ruby stood there, panting, out of breath.

Dipper suddenly heard a shrill scream, and saw Ruby tense up and stand up straight as a ramrod. It took him a moment to realize that it was him that was screaming, and clamped an arm over his mouth to stifle those screams.

"Holy moly... Dipper, is that you?!" In a figurative flash, Ruby'd stowed away her scythe and wrapped her cloak fully around her body, her hood covering her head. "Ummm... this is all a dream, you see? Just go back to bed, okay?" Her tone tried to be convincing, but it was all marred by barely-concealed panic.

"Yeah, sure, and next you'll tell me that you're not a superpowered demihuman who hunts monsters for a living."

"Yes! Exactly! It'll all be-" Ruby's plastered on grin and attempt to be as compelling as possible melted away. "You're sassing me, aren't you." Dipper shrugged. Ruby sighed. "You want answers, don't you?" Dipper nodded. Ruby sighed. "You want them right now, don't you?" Dipper nodded again.

Ruby sighed. Again. It was going to be a long night.

Ruby Rose and Dipper Pines sat in the living room of the Mystery Shack. They had set two chairs on opposite sides of an oaken coffee table, and they gave each other long, hard stares. Well, Dipper did, anyway. Ruby just fidgeted in her seat, tried to avoid eye contact with the much smaller boy, and tried not to look as guilty as possible.

"So what you're trying to tell me is- and tell me if I'm getting any of this wrong- you come from another country- no, another planet- where humans fight an eternal war with creatures of darkness called Grimm using the power of their souls as weapons."

"It's humans and faunus, actually."

"Right, right, right." Dipper leaned forward in his chair, and pointed at the two black-furred, red-tipped triangles on Ruby's head. "And you're one of them? What are they, anyway?" One of them flicked, as if to emphasize his point.

"Ummm, sorta?" She sheepishly ran a hand through her hair, and said, "Faunus are people, almost just like you, just with some... extra features. And I wasn't always one. It just sorta happened."

"How does that 'sorta happen'?" Dipper was perplexed. He'd deduced that the faunus were an ethnicity, but what confused him was her words. 'Wasn't always one'? The heck does that even mean? Dipper thought.

"Well, I was born and lived as a regular human- well as regular as humans are back where I live- without extra parts for nearly sixteen years. I attended Beacon Academy as a Huntress-in-training for most of a year until one day a group of terrorists destroyed everything that my friends and I held dear. We were all searching for answers, in our own ways. Me and three of my friends set out to a nearby-ish kingdom for ours. It was on the way..."

Crap. Crap, crap crapcrapcrapcrapcrap.

Ruby was lost. Somehow or another, she'd gotten separated from Jaune, Nora, and Ren while out in the wilderness while fighting Grimm. The forest, filled with amber-leaved trees, moaned and groaned with the life that occupied it, which wasn't exactly a comforting idea given the fact that Grimm roamed this area.

"JAUNE! NORA! REN!" Ruby shouted. Sure, her cries would attract more Grimm, but she knew that they could handle whatever came their way if they were all together. Ruby walked along the forest trail, calling for her friends all the while, until she came to a clearing.

The ground was unmarked, its dirt a dull beige, lacking any pockmarks or sizable divets, almost as if someone had flattened the land. In the centre of the clearing stood, or rather sat, a strange statue, covered in vines and weeds. Intrigued, Ruby approached the object after a cursory glance at her surroundings to make sure that there were no Grimm lying in wait, ready to pounce on her.

A closer inspection only let to more confusion for the young Huntress. It was a statue, but not of a man, woman, child, animal, or Grimm. Instead, it appeared to be a triangle with a single eye, adorned with a simple bowtie and exceptionally tall top hat. Its slender, featureless hand was outstretched, and clutched in its grasp was a single, uncut Burn Dust crystal. Curious, the Huntress did not hesitate to attempt to pry the Dust from its grasp, which left the fist with little resistance.

What Ruby experienced was unexpected. Upon close inspection, there appeared to be nothing wrong with, or special about, the Dust, besides the fact that it was, in fact, Dust. However, Ruby did not expect a wave of nausea and drowsiness to overcome her senses. Her muddled brain practically demanded her to take a quick, literal dirtnap, and she was happy to comply. Ruby let out an oomph! as her limp form hit the ground, and she lost consciousness; the crystal fell out of her grip and fell beside her as she passed out.

When Ruby came to, she immediately tried to sit up, only to experience a piercing pain as an ache punched its way through her skull. She clamped a hand on her head in an attempt to stop the dagger drilling a hole in her brain, only to feel a strange, new sensation on her head.

Ruby whipped out her scroll and activated the forward-facing camera function as a mirror. She was taken aback by what she saw.

On her head were two distinct, black fuzzy triangles, that ended in red fur at the ends. Ruby gasped and recoiled in surprise, but was instantly summoned back to the scroll's screen as she noticed that her canines were elongated slightly and pointed, not that unlike a dog's.

What on Remnant...? she thought.

"...And after wandering for... longer than I would be happy to admit, I stumbled across the Mystery Shack and Soos took me in. I help around every so often, but sometimes, somehow, Grimm manage to find their way to this place, and I take care of the problem so everyone can sleep easy." Ruby finished.

"So... you mentioned that faunus are part animal," Dipper said, "What kind did you turn into then?"

"Wolf," Ruby replied, a little too quickly. "Don't ask." Something about the way she appeared flustered and embarrassed convinced Dipper not to pry. He left the topic alone.

"So yeah, that's the gist of it," Ruby concluded. "Can you keep this a secret between us two?"

Dipper nodded. "Sure! We just need to make sure Mabel doesn't get a word of this, or else-"

"Too Late!" called a cheerful voice from the stairway. As Dipper feared, it was his twin, Mabel Pines. "Don't worry, your secrets're safe with me!" she proclaimed, strolling into the living room and pointing a thumb proudly to her chest and straightening, as if giving a military salute.

"H-How long were you listening?" Ruby hesitantly asked.

"Oh, you know, only enough to hear literally every single word," Mabel replied, speeding up the last four words as if to emphasize her point.

"Great. Now I have to trust two people to keep my secrets from the rest of the world..." Ruby groaned.

"Four."

"...What?" Ruby almost choked on the word.

"You have four people to keep your secret now! I brought Candy and Grenda along for the ride!" She gestured to a nearby cardboard box, underneath which sprang Grenda, Candy in a green pack strapped to the former's back. You could almost hear how hard Ruby smacked herself in the face at this.

"We know everything! It's like we're defying the CIA! I feel like a spy!" Grenda happily shouted to the world.

"It's like you're from an anime!" Candy added. She giggled.

"As if I-! You know what? Just don't tell another soul about what you saw tonight."

"Why? You'd be sooo popular!" Mabel had stars in her eyes and a heaping helping of glitter on her face by now. Damn was she excited.

"No! I don't want any attention! That's the whole point of a secret, anyway!"

"But, you could-"

"NO!" Ruby screamed. Over the argument, neither Dipper, nor Mabel, or Candy or Grenda or Ruby noticed the front door swing open, even with its creaky hinges until a boisterous voice made itself known.

"Kids! We're back, and we brought souveneirs!" called the voice of Stanley Pines, former conman and professional swindler, who was dressed in an outdoorsman's outfit: green camouflage cargo trousers and a tan vest with a multitude of pockets, complete with a safari-style beige hat with a pair of aviators perched atop it. His own twin, Stanford Pines, wore a matching outfit. Both sported wide grins and each carried a heavy duffel bag in each hand at their sides. Soon, however, the grins faded into expressions of puzzlement as both parties made eye contact- including a certain recently faunus-ified Huntress, whose mouth was currently agape with disbelief, showing off her small fangs.

"Uh... Did we come at a bad time?" Stanford Pines, six-fingered scientist and explorer, gingerly asked.

Ruby and Dipper were speechless. Ruby could only slump back in her chair and cover her face in her hands. "This really is not my day..." she mumbled under her breath.

AN: Well after a long-ass time of waiting and writing and tearing out my own hair, here's finally the next chapter of Rose Falls, Oregon. Well, actually, you guys have been jerks, so here's two instead of one like you asked. Let's see how you like not being listened to! Ha!

All jokes aside, I'll probably be unable to write or post anything until August, so this'll have to satisfy your literary urges. I'm sorry, but my mother is very insistent on our trip to Korea, so there you have it. You can't say no to the lady. I apologize, but hopefully, the trip will give me some fresh ideas. See you guys later!

Question/Comment Corner:

TypicalHarshReview: I'm glad someone is finally putting two great fandoms and smashing them together. But just so we are clear, I will kill you if you don't update. Have fun!

Ummm... Thanks. I appreciate it? Just... please don't kill me. :(

avidreaded: This is pretty fucking awesome and Dipper's bat is prolly about to get cut clean in half.

Thank you. I love the enthusiasm this fic is getting. Sorry the bat thing didn't work out quite like you expected.

Guest: Man, you put in spot on. Nice!

Thank you! I'm glad you think it's accurate!

ultima-owner: I love this idea. Ruby is using her "baby" crescent rose, I bet.

Oh you bet your ass she is.

Grymloq: Continue this. I'm begging you.

No. Chapter 1's as far as this goes. :(

JIMMYJAMSTER728: Not bad, will keep a look out for this as time goes on, keep up on writing.

Will do!

Lean: Already a great start

Well, I try my best.

Brandon Vortex: ohh i would deffently wanted to see how it goes

You got your wish, buddy.

wiljeeenbroodje: interesting... I like to see where this goes

*sultry voice* You like what you see~?

grimlock987: i am going to like this (cackles like a mad man)

You wanna go bro? I can out-crazy you any day! 1v1 me Dust 2 Bruh.

Violet-the-Hero: Ah I really like this so far! I hope up see more!

Yes... Good... Feed my desire to be wanted. That's it...

javegar453: Hi, loved Gravity Falls and I love RWBY so I can't wait to see what you have in store, can't wait for the next chapters :)

Here they are. Enjoy!

KuletXCore: HI!

i like this story idea.
Faved and Followed.

:)

'Till next time! Ciao!

-AnonymousInsomnia