Location: Medford, Oregon

Dipper's jaw dropped as Stanley continued to carry him to the car. Dipper didn't resist anymore. He didn't want to, he couldn't. Stanley tossed him in the front seat next to him over the closed door and hopped over the front hood of his blue convertible. He jumped over the door, started the car and sped out of the driveway. Dipper didn't look back, he couldn't move. Paralyzed from the view he had just encountered. How was this possible? It doesn't seem like something that he could or would do? Mabel looked at the open door as Stanley sped down the street past the house. Sure enough, there stood a woman, big chested and broad shouldered... It was Grenda.

Dipper didn't say a word the entire car ride to the motel. He didn't have anything to say anyways. He was utterly speechless. Mabel teased him the whole ride back. With taunts like "Dipper married Grenda... Dipper married Grenda!" and "Dipper and Grenda sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Dipper knew that Mabel was just being her girly girl self, but she really didn't know how much this bothered her younger brother.

Stanley checked into the motel while the kids waited in the convertible. The roof had been drawn up since it had begun to rain as they pulled into the parking lot of the generic motel. Mabel continued her taunting, "Dipper, I wonder how many kids you had with Grenda?"

Dipper had heard enough at this point, he turned around and punched Stanley's seat with a closed fist. "That's enough Mabel!" Yelled Dipper as his pre-teen voice cracked.

"Geez Dipper, I was only joking around." Mabel said as she grabbed her right arm and looked down with sad eyes.

Dipper's tone moved to apologetic, "I know. It's just... it hurt, ya know?"

Mabel looked at Dipper and could tell that he was genuinely upset. "I understand bro." She looked at him and smiled her cutest smile.

Dipper smiled back briefly and began to vent some more. "I really thought Wendy was something special. Maybe I get over the crush after all? And does Grenda even like me?"

"Not that I know of." Mabel said innocently.

Stanley opened the door. We're in room four. They walked over to their room and opened the door. It wasn't a terrible place, but certainly not the best money could buy. There was a hole in one of the walls, and one of the lights continued to flicker. Mabel sworn that she saw a mouse crawl under one of the beds. "I know it's not the best, but it's just for the night."

Dipper whispered to Mabel, "He's cheap like Grunkle Stan too." They giggled together.

Stanley looked at them. "I got you two toothbrushes at the gift-shop so you could brush your teeth and some pajamas too. But I guess I'm to cheap to give it too you." He said as he held the items out.

The twins playfully went after the items in Stanley's hand as he turned and raised his arms up and down trying to evade the kid's grasps. Dipper and Mabel laughed as they continued reaching for the items, heck, even Stanley was laughing. It was an honest joyous moment for the twins in this dimension. The first they've had here in this strange world.

After the fun died, the kids got ready for bed. Dipper and Mabel came out of the bathroom after brushing their teeth and hopped into their bed. Stanley was lying in his bed, watching the small television across from the room. The television rang with static; it clearly wasn't the best T.V. in the world. Not that it mattered at all. Stanley shut the piece of junk off and turned to the twins. "Get some rest you two. Tomorrow we can go back to other Dipper's place, with a plan and some disguises. That way we don't mess anyone's life up." Stanley shut off the lamp in between them, engulfing the room in darkness.

Dipper was back to thinking about how he could have married Grenda. He turned to Stanley's direction. "Stanley?"

"What is it Dipper?" Stanley said back, yawning.

"Were you married back at Gravity Falls?" Dipper asked as he put his pine tree hat on the night stand between the two beds.

There was silence. "...No."

Dipper wasn't sure how to move forward with the conversation, but before he knew it, he fell asleep. The three slept relatively well and were up early the next morning to discuss the plan. They left the motel room and went to a Diner across the street for breakfast.

"So what's the plan?" Mabel asked as she chowed down on some waffles that had been drowned in syrup.

Stanley finished his sip of coffee and started unveiling his plan. "Okay, so my idea was to dress up as new neighbors, you two would wear wigs so your hair isn't the same, and I'd put on a fake mustache."

Mabel raised her hand and jumped excitedly in her seat. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, I want a fake mustache too!"

"No." Stanley said, trying not to laugh.

"What if we don't get invited into the house?" Dipper said as he ate some of his buttered toast, the crumbs falling onto the seat.

"That's where idea number two comes in..." Stanley said confidently, "I pose as a house inspector and it's bring your kids to work day."

"Hmm. " Dipper said as he pondered which option would be better.

They went to the costume store and bought wigs, and a fake mustache for Stanley. Then they made their way to other Dipper's house. "I really hope this works." said Dipper from the back seat.

"Don't worry kid, it will." Stan said reassuringly. Look at the bright side, we could always say we'll rob them if they don't answer our questions. That's why I bought the ski masks."

"Can I just wear my ski-mask the whole time?" Mabel said with her blonde wig on.

"No. And give me my fake mustache back." Stanley said as he reached in the back seat pulling it off Mabel's face.

When they reached the house, Dipper was nervously breathing heavy. "Hey, calm down kid. It's going to be okay." Stanley said, patting him hard on the back. "Let's go." They walked to the front door and rang the doorbell as they waited for someone to answer.

Dipper pulled his collar forward as they waited. He was sweating uncontrollably now. "Is it hot out, or is it just me?"

The door opened with Grenda standing in the doorway. Stanley stepped forward. "Good morning mam. I'm the city house inspector and I'm doing my yearly check-up of the houses in the area." he looked at the kids and pointed to them. "It's bring your kids to work day."

Grenda opened the door some more. "Come in." She said in her grisly voice. "Dipper, house-inspector is here!" She yelled up the stairs by the entrance. Grenda then disappeared into the adjacent room on the right. Dipper snuck away from Mabel and Stanley and went into the room opposite from where Grenda had just went. He took a peak around the corner and didn't see anyone. He could hear Dipper walk down the stairs as he went forward into the next room. There was just a large table with six chairs and a cabinet with fancy dishes. The walls were painted a light green color and accented by a darker blue.

"House inspector, eh?" The older Dipper said as he walked down the stairs. "I wasn't expecting you guys for another week."

Stanley thought quickly, "I finished up my other work ahead of schedule, so I decided to make a surprise visit. I didn't catch you at a bad time, did I?"

"Dipper finished coming down the stairs and shook Stanley's hand. "No. Not at all, perfect timing actually. I had a change in my work schedule and I won't be here next week. I wanted to be here for the inspection, that way I could fix whatever needed to be fixed before I went out to New York." Dipper said as he bent down in front of Mabel. "Who's this cutie?"

"Oh. This is my grand-daughter. It's bring your kid to work day, so I decided to bring her along." Stanley looked to his left and noticed that younger Dipper wasn't there.

"What's your name, and how old are you. You adorable little thing?" Dipper asked as he glared into Mabel's eyes.

Mabel spoke fast. "I'm Kim and I'm twelve."

"Ah, twelve years old. Those were the days, eh?" Dipper said, nudging Stanley.

"How rude of me. The name's Robert. And yeah, those were the days." Stan said as he shook Dipper's hand frivolously.

"It's hard to believe that was ten years ago. I remember that summer. I went up to Pines Falls to live with my Great Uncle Stan that year and a couple years following that too. Have you heard of the Mystery Shack?" Stan nodded as Dipper continued. "He owned that place until he passed away two years ago. Poor guy, I loved him to death too. But man, ten years ago seems so far way. I had my first kiss that summer too. Pacifica Northwest was her name. Cute girl, but she moved to Canada the year after. Then again, the only reason we kissed was because I saved her from being attacked by wolves. Man, those woods were a magical place. But I digress, I'm twenty-two now, happily married, have a great job and have twins coming on the way. Not to mention my beautiful eight month year old daughter, Mabel. Man her green eyes are gorgeous, just like her mother's. Anyways, that's why we moved here. We needed more bedrooms. Plus it's a nice area."

Dipper started back-pedaling to the front door, slowly walking, making sure that he wasn't loud. Dipper bumped into something causing his wig to fall off. "Ugh." Dipper who was on the ground, turned around. And there, with a rounded belly, stood Wendy Corduroy.

A/N: I promised an awesome chapter and hopefully, I delivered. Again, Thanks for reading!- GrapplingHook