Chapter 9

*Dipper's POV*

It took almost two hours to completely make sure that the molecular structure of the bottle was normal. But, it was worth it, considering the bottle was exactly the same as it had been before teleporting three times. I ran out to Mabel's room to tell her the good news.

"It's perfect!" I told her. "The bottle is perfect!"

"Does that mean we can go to Gravity Falls?" she asked.

"Yes!" I replied. "Of course it does! Tomorrow, after school, we're on our way to Gravity Falls!"

"That means we can visit any time!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, it does, it'll be almost like summer never ended!" I told her. "But we do have to keep track of time. Mom and Dad can't know we're teleporting there." Mabel mimed zipping her lips and flicking an imaginary key. "You can't do that! That's Wendy's and my thing!"

"I was only joking," Mabel said.

*Wendy's POV*

School was really boring today. It seemed to drag on forever, especially since I had recieved at least three texts from Dipper saying that he and Mabel were going to teleport here after school. At lunch, I told all my friends to meet at the Mystery Shack.

"So, you mean, that teleporter thing actually works?" Robbie asked.

"Yeah," I told him. "They teleported a water bottle here yesterday."

"It's gonna be great to see them again," Nate said.

"Plus, they can come to hang out, like all the time!" Lee added.

"Yeah, it's going to be fun," I said.

"Status update, going to hang out with some awesome friends in a few hours! Can't wait!" Tambry said aloud. I couldn't stop smiling. I knew it hadn't even been two weeks since Dipper and Mabel left Gravity Falls, but I missed them and couldn't wait for them to be back. Plus, maybe, now, with the teleporters, Dipper and I could continue our movie night tradition. This was gonna be good.

*Mabel's POV*

After school, Dipper and I went down to the basement. Mom and Dad had to work late today, conveniently, so we had more time than usual. Dipper video called Wendy. She picked up after it rang just a couple of times.

"Hey, guys!" Wendy exclaimed, with enthusiasm. I could see Robbie, Tambry, Nate, Lee Thompson, Soos and McGucket and the background.

"Hey!" Dipper said.

"Hi, guys!" I called, so everyone could hear me. Soos walked up to Wendy's side to get a better view of the screen.

"So, are you dudes on your way?" Soos asked.

"Yeah, we'll be there soon!" Dipper said. I held the computer as Dipper dumped a bag of manure into the teleporter's funnel. He made sure the microteleporter was on his wrist.

"This is going to be awesome!" I exclaimed. I went over and stepped inside the machine. Dipper checked the settings. Then he explained how it was going to work to everyone on the other end of the call.

"Okay, guys!" he started. "This teleporter was invented by our grandfather, Sherman Pines, more than ten years ago. It was originally created to teleport to Gravity Falls, where Stan had opened the Mystery Shack. Our grandfather had the crazy idea that Stan killed Ford and that was the reason behind Stan taking Ford's identity. Our grandfather was an intelligent man, but didn't understand the anomalies of Gravity Falls like we do, or that Ford had built a portal to an alternate dimension. His plans for this teleporter were to uncover Stan's true identity and figure out if he'd actually killed Ford. Now, today, more than ten years later we've completed his work, and can teleport to Gravity Falls! I just need to pull this lever and brace for whatever comes next! Watch for us, we'll be appearing right in front of your eyes!" Everyone cheered, Dipper then turned to me. "Are you ready for this?" he asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be!" I told my twin brother, smiling. Then turning to the computer screen, added, "I'm going to close the screen while we're teleporting." I closed the lid of the laptop. Dipper reached his hand outside the machine and rested it on the lever.

"Now, I don't know quite how this works, or if it will hurt, or what, so brace yourself!" Dipper said. I closed my eyes and gripped the laptop to my chest, tensing every muscle in my body. "3-2-1!" he counted down, before pulling the lever of the teleporter. I could hear the the unbearably loud whirring of the machine, and could still see the nearly blinding light through my eyelids. There was a numb-type feeling for a few seconds. Then, everything went black.