A/N: You requested, I created! The newest chapter is here! *hears thousands of fans cheering, sobbing, begging to cocreate a story with me, praising my genius* Of course, this hasn't gone to my head. I could make thousands of stories, all in different media, and they would be BRILLIANT MASTERPIECES! But, seriously, enjoy this chapter.
Gravity Falls: No Fourth Wall:
Chapter 4: "Breather Episode, Part One"
Dipper picked up his pencil. "Okay, Mabel. What did you see?" The two had immediately ran back to the Mystery Shack in order to do a combination of sibling therapy and note-taking on this eerie event.
Mabel chewed on her pencil."Well, I saw a world where you were dead, a world where something bad happened to Mom and Dad, some odd prison cell, me on a date with Mermando, you on a date with Pacifica-"
Dipper cut her off. "Wait, what? No, never mind. That's just weird. Okay, my turn. I saw everyone as zombies, gender-flipped versions of us, some school that Grunkle Stan seemed to work at, and Gideon eating a hamburger. I don't know why that last one was in there. So, what do we know?"
Mabel was about to respond, but a knock on the door interrupted her. Grunkle Stan, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, grunted and drooled. Mabel sighed and ran to get the door.
"Hai." A random person walked in. She was the most beautiful person in the world. "I am Mari Soo."
Dipper and Mabel looked at her in astonishment. Who was this weird person? While they were pondering this, another person, looking exactly like Mari Soo, appeared next to her.
"Hello." she said. "I am Mary." Yet ANOTHER person appeared beside her, carrying a huge sign that listed all everything about her and her name, P. A. RodySue. One thousand more versions of her manifested in the town, all walking toward the Mystery Shack, chanting, "Hai. Hello. We are the Sues. We are the Sues. Obey us. Obey us. Obey us."
Dipper searched in his journal for anything about perfect, narcissistic beings, but couldn't find anything. Strangely, as suddenly as they appeared, they disappeared, leaving only the faint smell of a combination of soot and wasted ink.
To be continued…
A:N: Yes, that did have a point. I try to not put any BLAMs into my stories. Apologies for the shorter chapter, but I'm working on something else. Check out "The Joker And Harley" , chapter four, for more on this weirdness. Now, I need YOUR help with this next chapter, reviewers! I can't write the next chapter without help. Do fangirls exist for Soos? If so, then name them! NAME THEM ALL, including yourself, if you are one. Trust me, it's important. Have an excellent day!
