A/N: It has been WAY too long, hasn't it? Sorry guys...but a lot has happened since my last update. For starters, after more than a year, I FINALLY got a job. I was hired as a Data Entry Agent at my aunt's place, and I've been undergoing training since Thursday to prepare me for the job. Working in an office building for 10 hours a day, and apparently having a shift that lasts from 1 to 11 at night...I'm not gonna lie, I'm NOT looking forward to it. Still, it's something, I guess. Not like I'm going to be there forever.
Also, as promised, I went back to my old Five Nights at Freddy's fanfics and edited them, and posted revised editions of Poor Little Souls and the side stories on my Wattpad account. Yeah, even though I'm not into FNAF anymore, it was nice to go back and revisit them, and put up new and improved versions as one last gift for my fans, and anyone else who wants to read them. If you guys are interested, my Wattpad username is Shadowfang14, same as on here. Just don't expect to see 'A Place for Him' up there though-that story was just a mess and truly, my heart wasn't all that into it. I mostly just wrote the sequel because of caving to fan demand. So yeah...I don't think there's any way to save it.
I'm also back on Tumblr now, and RPing and posting art like I used to, and have been enjoying getting back in touch with all my online friends. So yeah...things are going good; or at least okay, right now, so I just wanted you guys to know why this took so long.
Posh One: Just wait and see...just wait and see...
musicalocelot: Yep, can't get rid of Fordsy that easily ;) And I agree-DAMN YOU, BILL!
Well, here's the next chapter now.
Disclaimer: I own neither Gravity Falls nor Undertale, they both belong to two different people. Who are both men. And not me.
It had been almost a week since Pacifica's…accident. The Northwests tried to cover it up as best as they could, but of course, word got out. They were the richest and most prestigious family in Gravity Falls, after all. Soon, rumors started to surface about what had happened to the heiress of the Northwest Estate.
Some people thought that she'd run away from home to rebel against her parents, which honestly wasn't technically wrong. Others thought that she'd been kidnapped by a disgruntled former employee of Preston's, or a member of a competing rival family to get back at him and Priscilla for their selfish, callous nature. Then there were THOSE kinds of people, who immediately came up with the most logical conclusion: Preston murdered his own daughter, and hid her chopped-up parts inside the walls.
That was complete garbage, of course.
Preston would never harm a hair on his daughter's head, no matter what. It wouldn't do any good anyway. Even from her earliest days, Preston had made sure to discipline Pacifica by means of the bell, rather than any physical punishment. She was a child—meant to be seen and not heard. If she was going to be head of the household one day, Pacifica had to learn early on how to present herself as a Northwest, who to rub elbows with and who not to, and of course to listen. This, of course, meant listening to her parents, her superiors.
Of course, the lessons didn't always stick—Pacifica would lose her patience, become angry, and Preston often had to talk her down. Sometimes he would yell…he had to in order to get her to listen. But that was as far as he went. Preston would never lay a hand on his daughter…after all, if she was seen with a bruise or a black eye, people would start asking questions. Sooner or later, they'd connect the dots. And Preston would find himself in jail before you could say 'checks and balances'. That simply wouldn't do for a wealthy, important man like him.
So of course he couldn't, WOULDN'T harm Pacifica. Though in the end, it didn't seem to matter.
Preston sighed as he put the bouquet of azaleas in a vase on the table. A sympathy gift from some citizen or other for his daughter. Nearby, Priscilla was sniffling quietly to herself as she looked at a picture of Pacifica.
"Come now, that won't do any good." Preston chided his wife. "You'll only make yourself sadder. Do you want frown lines?" Priscilla gasped, putting the picture down on the table.
"Good heavens, you're right!"
"Besides," Preston reminded her, "The team we hired is still searching, remember? And they're the best money could buy."
"True." Priscilla agreed.
"If they can find Pacifica…"
"Preston—do you think we were too hard on her?"
"What?! Absolutely not!" Preston answered quickly, an angry look on his face. "She had to learn her place in society, and especially in polite company! Do you know I've seen her mingling with commoners?!" Preston cringed as he said the word, like he was talking about cockroaches.
"God only knows what would've happened if she'd spilled our little family secret…"
"Lord and Lady Northwest!"
A servant came running in, and Preston turned to look at him.
"Any sign of her?"
"No, sir." The young man shook his head. "But sire…I'm afraid we may have worse problems." Preston narrowed his eyes at the man.
"What could possibly be worse than…?"
"Monsters."
Preston and Priscilla gasped, looking at each other in shock and horror.
Dipper couldn't remember a time he'd felt more miserable. It had been too good to be true—he should've known it. He should've known that he and Mabel could never go back to the way things were.
One hour after the incident with the truant officer, the twins RAN. Just ran and ran, sticking to the back allies as best as they could to hide themselves.
Two hours after the incident, the illusion of their humanity faded completely, and they were back to their old bony selves. Dipper almost felt like crying. Here he was, back in his home state, not too far from his childhood home…but now, he couldn't go back. He couldn't even cross the street…not without causing a panic, anyway.
Behind him, Mabel was desperately trying to come up with a plan as to what to do now.
"What if we try like, combining our powers?! Maybe if we work really hard and…"
"Mabel, stop." Dipper sighed heavily. "Just please…there's no way out of this."
"There has to be!" Mabel's eye sockets were wide, looking like she was about to cry any second. "We're back in the human world, and we still have human souls so we could…!"
"Do we, though?" Dipper's skull craned upwards. "We've been living with monsters for three years, Mabel. Heck, we're skeletons for crying out loud!" He sighed heavily. "This whole thing was doomed from the start. Honestly, I've forgotten what it's like to be human."
"I know you don't mean that, Dipper!" Mabel glared him down. "What about all that time you spent trying to get into the Royal Guard?! You kept saying that you were going to get into the Royal Guard, become Ford's apprentice, and find a way to get us both out of the Underground! Are you telling me that you didn't mean it?!"
"Of COURSE I didn't!" Dipper was on his feet now, glaring right back at his sister. "Mabel, I never believed any of what I was saying, even back then! I was nine years old, fell down a hole, and woke up as a skeleton! I was scared and confused, and needed to do SOMETHING to do, something to say, to keep myself going!"
Tears filled Mabel's eye sockets.
"Dipper…"
"And now, here we are." Dipper sighed miserably, almost looking like he wanted to cry himself. "So close to home…but we can't go back. I mean, look at us! Mom and Dad would freak!" He shook his skull. "We don't belong here anymore. We don't belong anywhere."
Tears started to pour down Mabel's cheekbones. She knew Dipper was right. They were freaks in both worlds.
Mabel lowered herself to the ground and was about to start crying, but stopped as she heard voices.
"Hello?"
"I think they're this way!"
"UGH, more people?!" Dipper glowered at the voices, but Mabel let out a gasp.
"Dipper, wait!" She shot up again. "I know those voices!"
"Kids?!" A light shone into the shack the kids were staying in, and a pair of shocked voices were heard asking.
"Dipper?! Mabel?!"
"Kids?!"
Dipper's jaw opened so law that it nearly fell off.
"Mom?! Dad?!"
A/N: Ooh...questions abound...
Yes, the Northwests have a 'terrible secret' here like in the original Gravity Falls...but in this case it's different, more in line with the story. But what could it be?! And how will Dipper and Mabel's parents react when they see their kids?! Stick around to find out, and review!
