Dipper said goodnight to Mabel and slept in his own bed. When Mabel woke up, however, her brother was nowhere to be seen.

"Morning, Dipper..." Mabel stretched and smiled at the opposite bed... only to find it empty. She sat up. "Dipper?"

Dead silence. Somewhat worried now, she jumped out of bed and quickly dressed, hurrying downstairs. "Dipper, where are you?"

"Mabel?" Dipper emerged out from behind the TV, fully clothed, rubbing his forehead. "Is waking up in weird places normal here? Or having weird dreams?"

"Sometimes I have weird dreams when I eat raw sugar packets."

"Aww, gross, Mabel!"

"Anyway, Wendy and Soos are gonna be here soon. Come on!" She grabbed her brother's arm and pulled him through the kitchen, making for the door. Before they could go out, there was a call from behind them.

"Hey, kids!" Stan waved a bottle of pancake mix at them. "You two knuckleheads up for Stancakes?"

Mabel's eyes widened. "Stancakes? Ooohhh... aw, I can't. Sorry Grunkle Stan, we're in a hurry! We're meeting Wendy and Soos, because... uh, we're going shoplifting?"

Dipper slapped his forehead.

"Taking after your old man, are you? Heh..." The old man gave them a concerned look. "You keep safe, okay? If anything happened to you kids... What are you looking at me like that for?"

"Aww, Grunkle Stan!"

"What? Your folks'd kill me!" He grumbled, tearing open the pancake mix. "Didn't you two say you had somewhere to be? I'll be eating all these pancakes by myself; no better way to spend a Friday morning."

The twins didn't need to be told twice. They dashed out to the front of the Mystery Shack, where a white van was waiting. Wendy stuck her head out and waved.

"Hey, Mabel, Dipper! Thanks for the ride, Thompson." She hopped out, and the van sped away. "So, um, Dipper. Do you... remember me?"

Dipper shook his head. "I'm sorry. Mabel told me all about you and Soos last night but... I don't remember anything."

Her face fell, but she put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, dude, no need to be sorry. It's not your fault." She looked around. "Where's Soos?"

At that moment a truck pulled up, and the handyman stuck his head out. "Did somebody say, chip flavoured crackers?"

Everybody shook their heads.

"Oh. Well, I bought some chip flavoured crackers on the way here. Do you want some, dudes?"

"Yes please!" Mabel ran over to Soos, leaving Wendy and Dipper momentarily alone.

Wendy cleared her throat. "So, what are we doing today?"

"Mabel said she wanted to show me the forest. Apparently it's full of some supernatural creatures or whatever; I'll believe it when I see it."

He looked up was Wendy snorted. "What?"

"Sorry, man. I just can't believe you're saying you don't believe in the supernatural. That was like, your thing."

"It was?"

"Yeah! You had your journal, and you were looking for this Author guy. We went on all these adventures; pretty awesome stuff." She looked down at him, her smile dropping into a more somber expression. "You really don't remember anything, do you?"

"Nothing. It's... really weird. One day I fell asleep on the bus to Gravity Falls, then something happened and... I woke up yesterday. I don't remember you or Stan or-" He pointed to the handyman, who was walking towards them. "That guy. Soos, right?"

"You got it, dude." Soos knitted his hands together. "So you don't remember me at all?"

"Nothing." Dipper said, and Soos' shoulders sagged.

Mabel looked back and forth between the two, then put a hand on both of their shoulders. "Hey, don't worry! We'll get Dipper's memories back in no time! Maybe if we tried showing you all the stuff you forgot?"

"Like with FCLORPing?" Soos asked, which earned him confused stares from the other three. "Foam and Cardboard Legitimate Outdoor Role Playing. You dudes ever heard of it?"

Dipper's eyes drooped. "Uh, no. Not happening."

"Hey, it's not a bad idea." Wendy countered. "I'm just not so sure how we'd recreate some of the amazing monsters that we saw this summer. Like the shapeshifter, or the ghost..."

"I see your point... so it's a Plan B?"

Mabel nodded. "Sure! But what I was thinking was that we go into the forest and find some magical stuff that'd convince Dipper here that all the weirdness in Gravity Falls is true! Then he might remember better."

"That shouldn't be too hard; I see weird stuff pretty every day I head into work." Wendy looked out at the forest. "We could literally just go walk in the woods."

"You guys are... you're really serious about this, aren't you?" Dipper's eyes widened. "There's actual supernatural creatures, just out there in the forest?"

"You bet your life there are, dawg."

"This is what I've been telling you this whole time, bro bro!"

"I know, I know! I just half thought that you were joking and now...Wow, I really did lose my memory, didn't I? I used to know who you people are, but now..."

"Yep, pretty much. But don't worry, man," Wendy offered a hand. "We'll get it back, okay?"

Dipper stared at the hand for a second, before smiling up at her and and taking it. "Okay. Thanks..."

"Wendy."

"Thanks, Wendy."