Disclaimer: If I owned Gravity Falls, there would be an amusement park in Oregon that resembles the town to a T.
Author's Note: I hate writing author's notes. Some of you have been asking about my life and other things that usually are answered in author's notes. I don't want to make a habit of having filler paragraphs before and after my story's chapters so an author's note is rare coming from me. Anything there is to know about me and that I am willing to share is in my bio. I am here to write stories: nothing else.
I'm not going to ask you to review or favorite or follow this story. Ever. As much as I enjoy the emails I get on my phone whenever one of those things happens, I would like every review or fav to be because you liked the story and not because I begged you.
On a more positive note, I would like to take the time to thank all of you for supporting this story. I will give you a little insight on what will be happening for the next chapters as a reward for your support. This will be the only hints you will be getting for the rest of the story so pay attention.
There will be a total of 25 chapters. All are written out and well planned. Of course, I update whenever I feel like it. I will tell you now: Chapter 10 is when everything will go down.
Look for the code hidden throughout the story. Everything will be revealed if you just look closely.
As encouragement for my little game, I will not be publishing chapter 10 until someone deciphers the message and PM's me the answer. If you are a guest and figure it out, just put your answer in a review.
One last hint. Chapter 9 has a different code than the rest.
Good luck.
Chapter 9
Ford was confused why random junk kept appearing in their dungeon. First a bottle cap showed up a few weeks (well maybe weeks: time seemed to be going at its own pace now) after their surrender. Then a light bulb showed up a few days after that. Then there were wires. Most of it looked like junk.
It wasn't until they received a bobby-pin arrived when they got what was happening.
"I think they want us to escape." Stan said, moving the bobby-pin with his feet, his hands chained to the wall.
"Of course they want us to escape." Ford replied, his voice filled with despair. "But why would they send us all of this junk?"
"Hey. You're the smart one." Stan grumbled, his words barely audible because he was picking the lock with the bobby-pin in his mouth. "Figure something out."
Bottle cap. Light bulb. Wires. What was their plan?
As if a lightbulb went off in his head, Ford knew exactly what the twins were planning.
"Hurry up and unlock me." Ford said. "I know what we need to do."
…
With the last piece of the now disassembled memory gun with Stan and Ford, Dipper and Mabel began to realize just how soon the day would come when they would fight back. They would have to wait until Bill was distracted long enough to sneak up on him. But all they could do was wait a bit. Mabel and Dipper both agreed that they needed to learn more magic before they went through with their plan: they needed everything they could get.
At this point, Mabel and Dipper had just learned to get up as soon as Bill magicked himself into their room.
The lessons were becoming more and more enjoyable. Mabel excelled at anything with transformation: disappearing, making things appear out of thin air, changing the color and style of her clothes and anything like that. Dipper learned, to his horror and excitement, that he did excellent at reading minds, trickery and weapons. If the magic was just for amusement, Mabel was your girl. If it involved hurting someone, Dipper was the one that could handle it.
"Morning kids." Bill said, popping into their room in a puff of smoke.
"Morning Bill." Mabel said, her eyes glued to the TV screen.
"Mornin'." Dipper responded.
"What are you guys doing? Usually you're asleep right now?" Bill said, putting his arms
"We're watching the 24 marathon of Ghost Harassers." Dipper said, "I missed it last time because of the whole Northwest mystery thing. And I am not going to miss it again."
"Weird." Bill said taking and eating a Dorito from the pile of snacks that were around the twins. "How on earth did you get television reception anyways?"
"I fixed the TV station from inside our room." Mabel said. "Now we have every channel."
"Mabel is quite the hacker when she wants to be." Dipper said, taking another handful of chips.
"Ahh the ghost has hold of my pant! What am I to do?" The actor on the screen said, his acting cringe worthy.
Mabel and Dipper laughed at the terribleness of the show.
"Hahaha!" Bill laughed. "Wow this is terrible. And you're going to watch 24 hours of this?"
"We've already watched 3 hours of this." Mabel said, still giggling. "It gets better… at least that's what Dipper says."
"They get a new cast around hour 16 of the marathon." Dipper explained. "That's when season 3 starts. It's so much better."
"Yeah the last time he watched the season three finale, he cried for like 3 hours." Mabel said.
"I did not!"
"Pine Tree," Bill said, laughing a bit. "I can read your mind. We all know that you have girl emotions."
"Just leave me to die! You must save yourselves from the giant s'more monster!"
The three burst into laughter once more.
"Well, I was planning on teaching you how to control dead body's…" Bill said. "But it seems I won't be able to pry you two away from this screen for the next 21 hours. Or how ever time is currently running. I'll just come back when the marathon is done and when you two have caught up on sleep."
"Why don't you watch with us?" Mabel asked. "What do you say?"
"Mabel…" Dipper said, wondering what was going on in her mind to invite Bill to watch.
"Well it seems that it would make you happy, which I don't really want to do." Bill said, pretending to be in deep thought with his fingers stroking his face. "But it also would make Pine Tree miserable which I would love to do. Count me in!"
…
"Goodbye cruel world! I die!" The man said on screen.
It was hour 7 on the marathon and Bill, Mabel and Dipper all laughed at the 'should-be-emotional' death scene.
"I can't believe someone got paid to write that line." Dipper said, feeling as if his ribs would crack from laughter.
"I can't believe these actors got paid a cent." Bill said. "They should be paying the directors to be in this movie and not the other way around."
"I think they just hired them for their pretty faces."
At that very moment, the hot male lead got his face torn off by a murderous ghost.
"Well there goes that reasoning." Mabel said, cracking up at the irony.
…
"I can't live without you!"
"But I can't live without you!"
Hour 15: Bill was really getting into it. No matter how terrible it was, he couldn't stop laughing.
"How long have they been saying I love you?" Dipper asked, massaging his temples to try to get rid of the headache that was starting to ensue.
"Well let's just say that we were on hour 13 when we started the whole 'I love you' thing." Bill said, taking a large gulp of alcohol from a cup he had made appear out of nowhere. "And we're on hour 15 of this train wreck."
"Come on!" Mabel said. "It's so romantic!"
After a few more 'I love you's, it seemed that a ghost got fed up with it too and decided to kill off the girl.
"No!" the male side character screamed.
"No!" Mabel said, tears in her eyes.
"Yes!" Dipper and Bill exclaimed in delight.
…
"Final episode guys." Bill said, on the edge of his seat. "Come on, wake up you two."
"Five more minutes…" Mabel grumbled into the armrest of the couch.
"Just wake me up when it gets emotional…" Dipper responded, his head in a similar position as Mabel's.
"Come on." Bill said.
They kept their eyes closed.
"Fine. We'll do this the hard way."
Bill snapped his fingers and sent a small bolt of electricity through the twin to wake them up. It worked. The twins bolted up, wide awake.
"Good. Now you have to stay awake for one more hours." Bill said. "I've never seen this before and I don't want to miss it because I have to wake you two up every few seconds."
…
Dipper was right. The season finale was beautifully done and so emotional. Bill was still in tears as the credits rolled.
"Wow that was amazing." Bill said, wiping his eyes and trying to regain some dignity. "You were right, Pine Tree, that ending was something else. Pine Tree?"
Bill looked over to his left to find Dipper fast asleep, his head resting on Bill's arms. To his right, he saw that Mabel was fast asleep on his arm as well.
"I guess you two couldn't make it through the full 24 hours." Bill said, moving his arms one at a time and placing his kids' heads on his lap. "Well at least you two didn't see me cry. Can't let you two see that I have some emotions in me."
Bill was about to leave but he decided against it. He just wrapped one arm around each twin and nestled himself into the couch. He let his human form take over and quickly fell asleep next to his son and daughter.
