Separation 7

A/N: Ah, we get to deal with Pacifica again. This is also the episode (I think) where Mabel actually gets her feelings hurt. Yes, I am talking about Irrational Treasure, let's see how I do.

We had gotten in Grunkle Stan's car minutes earlier. I don't know exactly why we had to go somewhere, but we did. We were all eating nachos. Well, I was eating the chips, not the cheese. Mabel took two chips and put them on her ears.

"Look! Nacho earrings! I'm so funny." Mabel stated. Dipper and I chuckle.

"That's a debate for another day." Grunkle Stan replies. The car comes to a stop. "Oh come on! What's with all this traffic?"

"Hey Grunkle Stan, what's with all these wagons?" I ask.

"Oh no! No No No!" Grunkle Stan yells. He floors it. "Not today!"

He nearly runs over some pedestrians, who were dressed very weirdly.

"What's going on? And what about these weird clothes?" Dipper asks.

"We have to get out of here? Before we get trapped!" Grunkle Stan shouts. Wagons circle around us. "No!"

"Well, I think this is going to be interesting." I say.

"Look! A cow!" Mabel points out, pointing to a cow.

"Well I guess there is no use to stay in the car." Grunkle Stan says. He bursts open the door. I open our door and Mabel, Dipper, and I crawl out.

"Wow, look at the town!" Dipper states. The town looked hundreds of years old.

"Yeah, it's Pioneer Day." Grunkle Stan explains. He says the last two words with disgust. "Every year these idiots dress up like even more idiots to celebrate the day Gravity Falls was founded."

"That sounds boring and dumb." I say.

"See you get it." Grunkle Stan says.

"I think it's cool!" Mabel declares.

"Well you're the only one there." Dipper tells her.

"Welcome to 1863!" Some weird dude greets. His voice was too annoying for me.

"I will shoot you like we did in the Civil War dude!" I shout. He runs away. Grunkle Stan grins. Mabel and Dipper don't.

"What? The Civil War was being fought in 1863." I tell them.

"Sure." Dipper says uneasily. Mabel sees some candle dipping.

"Look! Candle dipping! This place has a lot!" Mabel points out. Dipper looks at someone gold panning.

"Gold panning! Cool!" Dipper exclaims. I see someone getting married. To… a woodpecker?

"Look at that dude." I say, pointing to the marriage.

"What?" Mabel says in confusion.

"I know." I reply.

"Wait, I remember seeing this." Dipper says. He pulls out the old Journal 3. "Yep! There it is! 'In Gravity Falls it used to be legal to marry woodpeckers.'"

"Interesting." I reply.

"Come one come all for the opening ceremonies!" Some announced.

"Let's go!" Mabel says. Dipper and her start to go. She turns to me.

"Grunkle Stan, Tyler, you coming?" Mabel asks.

"Eh, I think I'll do something else." I reply.

"No way. But, if you guys come back to the Shack talking like these hooligans, you're dead to me." Grunkle Stan states. Mabel and Dipper start talking crazy. "Dead to me!"

Grunkle Stan starts to walk away.

"You two better go. I'll meet up with you in a bit. I just don't think I can stand all that talking. I might just have to live with it I suppose." I say with a laugh.

"Okay! See you later!" Mabel says cheerily. Mabel and Dipper run to the opening ceremony. What to do now. Maybe I'll just walk around.

I walk around and see all sorts of activities. Just like Dipper had said, there was some gold panning. There were a few more activities that I could think of. Butter churning, wagon riding, all that stuff. Grunkle Stan was right not to like this whole ceremony. It was just so… boring!

Wait a minute… what was that over there? An attraction about a Civil War? What? I don't remember anything about a war like that. How interesting…

I decide to go read about it. Let's see North and South, yadda yadda yadda. Slavery, bloody, Gettysburg. All of this was so new, nothing I had never seen before! This could have been a lie. Just look around!

But is it possible that the facility just didn't teach me? I wouldn't put it above them. I believe that they would do this. Give me a false education. Could everything I had learned been a lie? It's disturbing that I had never thought about this before.

I read more until Dipper comes towards me.

"Tyler, I think you should get in on this." He says with a hint of worry. I start to walk back with him. We go to a faster pace.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Mabel got her feelings hurt by Pacifica." Dipper explains.

"That bastard." I whisper under my breath. "Are we nearly there?"

"Yep! There she is!" Dipper exclaims. He points to Mabel, who is sitting there with a sad expression on her face. Oh no. I jog over to her.

"Mabel, what happened?" I ask her, sitting down.

"Pacifica said that I'm just not serious enough for this day." Mabel explains. I put my hand to my head and sigh.

"Mabel, you are not the most serious person I know. I can't lie. There is nothing wrong with that though. Does it really matter if you aren't serious enough?" I tell her. She looks at me and doesn't smile.

"Yes." She says faintly.

"But Mabel-" Dipper tries.

"I thought I was being charming, but everyone sees me as a big joke." Mabel says with trembling lips. I growl.

"Mabel that is bullshit and you know it." I say. Maybe she'd get her attitude back by chastising me.

"It is true!" Mabel counters. Maybe it didn't work. She takes off her sweater and ties it around her.

"Mabel, you love that sweater!" Dipper shouts.

"Not now. It isn't serious enough." Mabel answers.

"What has gotten in to you?" I ask. Mabel doesn't look at me.

"Pacifica showed me that everyone sees me as a big joke. I'm changing that." She replies.

"Mabel, you just can't change your personality!" I yell with care.

"I'm not, I just… need to be alone right now." She says. She starts to walk away with her head hanging low.

"I just have some nagging feeling that Pacifica is lying!" Dipper says.

"Well, if we can expose her, we can cheer Mabel up!" I suggest.

"Good!" He replies. "Wait, I think I can remember reading about something like this!" He flips through Journal 3. "Yes! Here it is!"

He reads a passage from the journal.

"Yes, yes. We can expose them as a fraud." I say deviously.

"Good." He answers. "Let's go to the library."

We start walking to the town library.

"I just really hope we can help Mabel. I just think I did horrible with her. I think I made her situation worse. Just look at how sad she got!" I explain. Dipper contemplates it.

"Look, it's not your fault. It's that darn Pacifica's fault." Dipper tries to comfort me.

"If you say so." I say. We walk the rest of the way in silence.

Once we get there we go straight into investigating. Dipper places slides into a projector and starts going through them. He says something about burning parchment. I grab some paper and start messing with it.

My search had no results. I just bend the paper until I notice something. It is starting to look like a… map? I fold it more.

"Hey Dipper, look!" I say to him. He looks.

"A map!" He exclaims.

"Let's follow it!" I say. We start to go out of the library. I look behind us and see some police officers. Maybe we're being followed.

We start going towards the museum of history.

"Well, this is where the map lead us." Dipper says.

"Thank you General Obviousness." I say with annoyance I my voice. Dipper looks at me with a questioning look. "What?"

"It's just you didn't use the saying correctly." Dipper responds.

"What do you mean? It's General Obviousness." I tell him. He shakes his head.

"No, it's not."

"Yes it is!"

"No, I really don't think so."

"Well that's what I've always… been… told." I say realising that Dipper might have been right. For all I know it could be something completely different! The facility ruined everything again!

"Are you okay?" Dipper asked. I snap out of my thinking.

"I'm fine. Let's go." I say coldly. I start to walk in. Dipper follows behind.

"Look, it seems this will be easy." I say, pointing to a lady. She was holding balloons and passes. We walk up to her. She gives us the passes and balloons.

I pop mine. It wasn't really of any use, why keep it?

Dipper and I start looking for anything that could be of importance. We see an exhibit on the wall.

"Interesting…" I mumble. It seems the facility has some use after all.

"What is it?" Dipper asks.

"Well, it's just this exhibit. They made it seem like it was abstract, but it's not." I reply. "Just look, don't you see that? I think it's upside down."

"Here, I'll see." Dipper states. He goes to a bench and goes upside down. "You were right. And I think I know where to find this thing! Come on!"

"Okay, anything to get away from these cops. I think they're on to us." I say. We start to run out of the museum.

We run to… somewhere.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"The cemetery. I just don't exactly know how to get there from here." Dipper answers. I close my eyes. I remember looking at a map of Gravity Falls. I look at the directions from where we are.

"Come on! This way!" I shout. I start running and Dipper follows behind. I look behind us and see the cops at a distance. They were going to get to us eventually.

We go to the cemetery and find the statue.

"I bet it's pointing to something. How about I try to see where it's pointing and you inspect the statue? I've seen plenty of movies, I know about secret passages." Dipper suggests.

"Sure." I reply. I walk over to the statue and look at it. I try to move its head around. I hear something to my left. I look for it. It turns out it was just a squirrel. I hear an alarming 'plop' on the ground. I hope that wasn't what I thought it was.

I feel around for the head. It was gone. Shit. I start inspecting the statue quickly. I move the finger and a door opens.

"Dipper, come on!" I order. If the police come and see us with broken statue, we are screwed. We go into the passage. I hear a slight creaking.

"Okay, we have to be very careful." I tell him. "I know a lot about traps."

We walk slowly, and maneuver our every step. We keep walking until I hear something pushing down. I grab Dipper's arm.

"Let's go!" I shout. We start to run forward, as darts shoot behind us. We go into a room that has many historical artifacts. I pick up different papers.

"Lincoln, Benjamin Franklin…" I mumble.

"Hey Tyler, I found it!" Dipper yells to me. I go over to him. He starts to read from the documents.

"This is it! Now we just have to figure out who this Quentin Trembley guy is!" Dipper shouts. I silence him.

"We've been followed. I just know it." I whisper to him.

"Ah-ha! There you kids are!" I hear one of the officers say. Oh no.

"We got you!" The other one says as he proceeds to pass out.

"He got hit by a lot of the darts." The first officer says.

"Who is Quentin Trembley?" I ask, obviously demanding the answer.

"See for yourself." The officer, sheriff, says. He puts in a black and white film. It shows a government official talking about Quentin Trembley. And how he was the 8th and a half president.

"How is that even possible?" I whisper to Dipper. I can add this to my list of things the facility ever taught me. The government official kept speaking. This time about how ridiculous this man was. He eventually went on to say how he founded Gravity Falls.

"The whereabouts of president Trembley's body are unknown." The film finishes.

"Until now." The sheriff says. He shows us the amber covered body of Quentin Trembley. Well, actually peanut brittle.

"Now that you know the truth, you can't tell anyone." The sheriff says. I let my guard up. I clench my fists. Any sort of contact with me and either that fat dude, the skinny dude, or both are going to end up on the floor.

"How are you going to make us?" Dipper asks.

"We'll just escort you, and this stuff to Washington, never to return." The sheriff says. He and his friend come towards us. The skinny one grabs my arm. I smirk. I grab his and throw him to the ground. I kick the sheriff in the leg.

"Grab the peanut brittle!" I shout to Dipper. He starts to run out of the room with it.

Once I kick the sheriff in the other leg, I run along with him.

"Nice try!" I yell to the cops. I catch up to Dipper.

"Why did you do that? Now we could be wanted!" Dipper worries. I shrug as I run with him.

"More fun, I suppose." I reply. "Now let's bring this to the Shack!"

15 Minutes Later…

"Okay, now what?" Dipper asks. We were up in our room. Stan was gone, and Mabel was nowhere to be found.

"Who knows?" I ask. I was hungry, so I try to eat some of the peanut brittle. I hit a piece off. This frees Quentin Trembley.

"I'm free!" He yells in triumph. Dipper and I have our mouths wide open.

"How can you even be alive?" Dipper asks.

"Who knows, who cares? Those cops are going to be back soon, we have to think of something!" I yell. I start to think. "Wait! We should just bring this guy back to town. We can prove that he founded the town! With this!"

I show Dipper the file he had read from.

"How did you even-" Dipper asks.

"Took it while fighting those cops." I answer. "Come on, let's go show the town!"

We start to go out of the Mystery Shack. The cops weren't around, good.

"Let's go in the golf cart!" Dipper suggests.

"Great! Now we can defeat the pancakes!" Quentin yells. Okay then. We all get in. I start the golf cart, then I floor it.

"Woo hoo!" I yell. This was so exciting. Soon we see the cops.

"Uh-oh." Dipper says. I start to drive away from the cops.

"We have to get to the town before these guys can get us!" I shout to Dipper. He nods. "How about you and Trembley here look out for the cops. I'll keep driving."

I keep my hands firm on the steering wheel. It will take a few minutes to get into town, we have to fend the cops off.

"They're gaining! Roderick, we must do something!" Quentin shouts.

"Uh- My name is- uh- actually Dipper." Dipper stammers. Quentin pulls something out of his pockets, Banana peels I think? And throws them at the cop car. He manages to get a few on the windshield. The cop car slows down.

"Good idea!" Dipper says to Quentin. He picks up some of the trash on the golf cart floor and throws that. I turn back around so I can see where I'm going.

"I can see the town ahead! Keep holding them off!" I shout to Dipper and Quentin. They keep holding the police off.

I go towards the town. I make sure I am actually going as fast as possible. I can see the stage. Everyone is actually around it, how lucky. I drive up towards it.

"Everyone better move!" I yell. I cut through the crowd. I parallel park in front of the stage. We all step out of the golf cart.

"What do you think you're doing?" Pacifica runs and asks.

"Exposing you as a fraud." I say to her. I grab the microphone.

"Hello everyone! I am here today with my brother Dipper to expose the Northwests as just frauds! This here is Quentin Trembley, the 8th and a half president, and founder of Gravity Falls!" I shout into the microphone.

"Yeah right!" Someone yells from the audience.

"Who even is this idiot?" Another person yells. The cop car pulls up. Shit.

"Hey! You kids with the 8th and a half president!" The skinny cop shouts. A gasp fills the audience.

"Oh no." I hear one of the cops say.

"We have the file! If you want to see just come look!" I yell. Members of the audience come up and read the document.

"There's no way you could believe her could you?" Pacifica asks the audience. The audience mostly turns towards me. The keep coming and looking at the file. I see a certain person come up. It's Mabel.

"Mabel! You're back!" I say to her. She smiles weakly.

"I just needed a little break. I think I've learned being silly is fun. Not being stuck-up like Pacifica." She replies.

"I can't believe it! It's real!" One of the audience member says. People start talking about the file. They start to talk to the Northwests.

"I hope you guys like being infamous." I say to Pacifica. I flip her off. Mabel, Dipper, and I walk away.

15 Minutes Later…

We are at the shack. We had found Grunkle Stan in a prison thing and took him out. Mabel was doing something with Grunkle Stan. Dipper and I were going to watch some TV.

"I wonder how Pacifica and her family are going to cover this one up." I state. Dipper shrugs.

"Who knows? They've been able to sway this audience so much." Dipper says.

"I guess we wait." I tell him. We go and watch TV.

A/N: Finally done! This took longer than wanted. So, I heard the news about Gravity Falls. This is sad, but I think Gravity Falls is ending at the right time. It could end up like SpongeBob or even (debatably) the PowerPuff Girls and decrease in quality.

Well, I-

Bonus Scene:

The cops were in a room.

"I wonder how that girl even did all that stuff. We are highly trained." The sheriff says.

"Should we tell 'em?" The other one suggests.

"We should, but maybe we should wait." The sheriff replies.

Ah, there we go. Now I can say it.

I hope you like my fic so far!