Stanford Pines was working on a machine with a prominent metal box (lined with runes) when he heard the distinctive ringtone of Rick Sanchez coming from his new phone. He sighed to himself, then picked it up and answered.

Rick immediately said, "GUESS WHO JUST GOT EIGHTEEN THOUSAND FLUURRRRBOOOOS!?"

Stanford said, "You did."

"That's right, bitch! I did!"

"Rick, where the hell did you get eighteen thousand Flurbos?"

"I got 'em from some interstellar warlord called 'Garmilax the *urrp* Lacerator'."

"What did you sell him?"

"Remember that magic wand I showed you guys?"

"Oh, of course. So what now?"

"You're go-ood at putting the pieces together, aren't you Ford?"

"Umm... I guess... Ok, so Flurbos... Last time we used Flurbos, we were at Blips 'N Chitz."

"Yep, that's right! And now I've got eighteen thousand of them!"

"Eighteen thousand Flurbos... which means twelve people."

"E-eexactly! I got six passes for my family, which means I got six left for you guys!"

"Oh, all right then. I'll let them know."

"Great! See you *urrp* in a bit!"

Meanwhile, in the dining room of the Smith house...

As the four Smiths began to eat at the table, Beth said, "So, kids, anything new at school?"

Summer said, "Not really, Mom..."

Morty said, "Yeah, nothing interesting's happening at school."

After a short pause, Summer said, "It's not school, but that girl Mabel keeps calling us."

Morty said, "Oh, you talked to her, too?"

Summer said, "Yeah, apparently Granpa Rick found an alternate dimension where Ricks and Morties come as twins, or something."

"Right," said Morty.

"Huh, well that sounds interesting," said Beth

"Yeah, and apparently Rick saved their dimension from a guy called Bill Cipher," said Morty

"Who's that?" said Beth.

"Mabel said, she said he was like this yellow triangle demon, that goes into people's dreams, and tricks them, and steals their bodies," said Morty.

"That's nice," said Jerry.

"Are you even listening, Dad?" said Summer.

Jerry said, "Look kids, if you wanna make friends in other dimensions, I'm not gonna stop you,"

"Ok..." said Summer.

All of a sudden, Rick ran into the room, put his hands on the side of the table, and shouted, "GUESS WHO'S GOING TO BLIPS 'N CHITZ!?"

Morty said, "Us?"

Rick said, "Us, and also the Pines, and Mister Poopybutthole, and two other people!"

"Horray," said Summer dryly.

[Cue Rick and Morty Theme]

Ford had gathered everyone in the Mystery Shack in order to pitch the idea of going into another dimension's arcade. "So basically, Blips 'N Chitz is like an alien arcade, in space."

"Whoa, cool!" said Soos.

"So, like, there's gonna be aliens?" said Dipper.

"Are the arcade games super-advanced?" said Soos.

"You don't hate Rick as much as I thought you did, do you?" said Stan.

Ford answered, "First, yes. Second, some of them. Thirdly... It's complicated."

"Geez, do ya have some sorta crush on the guy?" said Stan.

Ford said, "Um, no, Stanley, I don't. But, he says he's bringing his family with him, and I just thought..."

Mabel bounced with excitement as she said, "We're gonna see Morty! And Summer too! And their parents."

Ford said, "And also Mister Poopybutthole." Immediately, everyone else broke out into laugters of varying intensity.

Dipper said, "What?"

Ford explained, "Look, I know his name sounds weird, but yeah, Mister Poopybutthole is an alien who's good friends with Rick and his family, so he's also gonna be there. Rick said each family gets six tickets."

"Six tickets? But there's only four Pines!" said Dipper.

"So that means we're gonna go too?" said Wendy.

"Looks like it," said Ford.

"Woah, an interdimensional arcade. I'm gonna take like, so many pictures of it!" said Dipper

"This is going to be intense, isn't it?" said Wendy.

"Just wait 'till you meet Summer and Morty!" said Mabel.

"So wait, when are we gonna go?" said Stan.

"According to Rick, he's gonna open up a portal to his house in about ten minutes," said Ford.

"OH! I better go get the sweaters!" said Mabel.

"Sweaters?" said Dipper.

"I made some sweaters for Morty and Summer!" said Mabel, as she ran to the attic.

"She's been getting really friendly with those other-dimensional teenagers, huh?" said Stan.

"Other-dimensional teenagers? Sounds like something you'd be all over, Dipper. Have you talked to them too?" said Wendy.

"Oh. Ummm, not that much. I was mostly just reading through Rick's journal," said Dipper.

Ford grew sullen. He put his hand on Dipper's shoulder and began, "Dipper..."

"What, Stanford?" said Dipper

"You do know why Rick made that journal, right?" said Ford.

"Because he was interested in Gravity Falls, right? That's why he came here," guessed Dipper.

"Dipper, look. Rick is an unrepentant jerk. He loves to do things just to prove how smart he is. And one of his favorite things is putting other people down for not being as smart as he is," said Ford.

"Boy, sounds like someone I know!" said Stan.

"What? I mean, I don't try to put down Mabel for her... stuff... anymore," said Dipper.

"He wasn't talking about you, Dipper," said Ford in a strained, sad tone.

Dipper said, "Oh, right. So Rick. He made that journal-"

"In two days," said Ford.

"Right. He made that journal just to prove how much smarter he is than you?" said Dipper.

"That's correct."

"Hold on, if this Rick guy is such an asshole, then why are you so eager to hang out with him?" said Wendy.

Stan pointed at Ford and said, "Told you, he's got a crush!"

Soos said, "Wow, it's just like in my fanfictions!"

Ford said, "I do not have a crush on Rick. I mean, have you seen the guy? I could do way better than that!"

"So what, do you have a crush on this 'Mister Poopybutthole', then?" said Stan.

"No, Stanley, I do not!" said Ford.

"Umm, we're not even pretending to be age-appropriate anymore, are we?" said Dipper.

"Hey, it's not my fault his name sounds so silly! He's an alien, what do you want from me?" said Ford.

"Ehh, whatever..." said Wendy.

"I got the sweaters!" said Mabel, as she ran back to the group holding two sweaters, one pink and one black.

"Ok, now we just have to wait for Rick to show up outside, with a portal," said Ford.

"And what makes you think this isn't another prank?" said Stan.

"Because Morty called Mabel and said so," said Ford.

"What makes you think this 'Morty' person isn't in on it?"

"Oh, trust me, Grunkle Stan, Morty told me all about Rick's tricks! He wouldn't try to fool me!" said Mabel.

Just as she had said that, the green portal that they were anticipating materialized. Rick poked his upper body through in order to wave to them and say, "Alright! I'm here! Come on you guys, this is gonna be so awesome!" Then, he went back through.

"Wow. Another dimension. I wonder what it'll be like," said Dipper.

"I know right? Who knows what mysterious wonders lie on the other side," said Soos.

The six of them walked through the portal. As they came through the other side, they were greeted by the sight of a normal suburban house. Rick was nowhere to be seen at that time.

"This is it?" said Dipper, who was expecting something a little more... sci-fi.

"Yes, this is it," said Ford, "This is Rick's house."

"Come on, you guys, the Pines are here!" said Rick, as he emerged from the house. He was followed by four people: a woman with blonde hair and a red shirt, a man with wavy brown hair and a green shirt, a teenage girl with orange hair and a pink tank top, and a younger teenage boy with slightly wavy hair and a yellow shirt.

"So this is the 'Pines' family we've heard so much about?" said Jerry.

"Yes," said Rick. Then, he turned to the Mystery Shack crew and said, "Heeey! Glad you guys could make it! For those of you who don't know, I'm Rick Sanchez!"

Rick pointed at his family members, and introduced them, saying "This is my daughter Beth, my unemployed son-in-law Jerry, and my grandkids, Morty and *urrrp* Summer! Now it's your turn, introduce yourselves!"

Ford began, "Oh, well, I'm Stanf-"

Mabel took in a deep breath and said, "HI! I'm Mabel I love glitter, and kittens, and making sweaters! This is my dorky twin brother, Dipper! He likes hunting for mysteries (and he has a thing for redheads!)" (she looked Summer directly in the eye as she said that last part) "These guys are my Grunkles, Stanley and Stanford! Stanley's the silly one, like me, except he also likes to scam people! Stanford's the scientist, like Rick, and he's even grumpier than Stanley is! And these guys are Wendy and Soos. They work for my Grunkle Stan at the Mystery Shack. By the wayyy..." Mabel took off the backpack she was wearing, and then pulled out two sweaters. One was black, with planets and stars on it, and the other was pink, with a kitten surrounded by a swirly ribbon of rainbow. "Morty, Summer! I got you two some sweaters!"

"Oh, wow!" said Morty, as they recieved them.

"Looks pretty neat," said Summer.

"What do you say, kids?" said Rick.

Morty paused for a moment, then looked at Mabel and said, "Oh, um... 'Get the fuck out of my dimension and leave my family alone!'"

Mabel was absolutely shocked by that vulgarity (and so was everyone else) so she said, "Whaaaat?"

Morty turned to Rick and yelled, "OH MY GOD, Rick! I-I knew it! I shouldn't have listened to you!"

"Uh, yeah, you shouldn't have listened to him. What were you thinking?" said Summer.

"Summer, you weren't-you weren't there, when he told those aliens in his car battery that this-" Morty held out his middle finger to nobody in particular, "-means 'Peace among worlds!'"

Rick said, "Uhh, what are you talking about, Morrtyy?"

Morty said, "You know damn well what I'm talking about, Rick! Those aliens, the ones who power your car battery!"

Rick said, "Oh, those guys, nah I set 'em free! They're out in some other dimension, not in my battery, Morty."

Morty said, "Oh and when did you have this sudden change of heart, huh?"

Rick said, "When I was de-toxed, Morty. Obviously. Pay attention!"

Morty said, "Oh, well, alright then."

Wendy said, "Umm, are we gonna go? Or are we just gonna listen to you guys argue?"

Rick said, "We're waiting for Mr. Poopybutthole."

Dipper said, "I still can't believe that's a real name."

Beth said, "Oh believe me, he's real. I learned that lesson the hard way."

"Speak of the deeevilll! Here I am!" said a high-pitched voice, coming from a small, yellow, pill-shaped person who was exiting a car on the street. He said, "Bye, sweetie!" to a lady inside the car-another member of his species. Then, the car drove off. With Mr. Poopybutthole, the group was complete, so Rick opened a portal to Blips 'N Chitz and went through, followed by everyone else. Everyone that wasn't Ford did a double-take upon emerging into the massive arcade in space.

The twelve of them approached the ticket booth. Rick bought twelve admissions tickets, and handed them out to eleven people with varying levels of excitement, trepidation, and wonder in their hearts.

"Allright, here's the plan, I *urp* don't want any of you multiverse newbies getting lost, or getting into trouble, or starting shit with any aliens because of how they look. So I've got two things here. This first thing, its a hat!" Rick pulled out a dark grey (or light black?) newsboy hat. "It's a sentient sorting hat, like in Harry Potter. It picks two people at random. The second thing is a universal translator, it'll allow you to understand every language." Rick then pulled out a space-age-looking needle-probe.

Dipper said, "What's 'Harry Potter'?"

Morty said, "What, they don't have Harry Potter in your dimension?"

Dipper replied, "Clearly we don't."

Rick said, "Huh. Gotta look into that later. Anyway, everyone introduce yourselves to the hat!"

Everyone introduced themselves to the hat. Then, the hat spoke (the front of the hat and the brim flapped as if it was a mouth, and it spoke in a strong New York accent). It named the six pairs: Rick and Soos, Stan and Jerry, Stanford and Beth, Dipper and Mr. Poopybutthole, Mabel and Morty, and Summer and Wendy. Few words were spoken in response to the named pairs, except for Summer and Wendy's pair.

Summer said something about Wendy being an alternate universe counterpart to her, and Wendy said that they could "swap stories." Jerry leaned over to nobody in particular, and said "I bet that's not the only thing they'll be swapping." Summer immediately erupted at him, while Beth and Morty scolded him. Wendy didn't catch on immediately, but it became clear to her once Rick admonished Jerry for "spooking" them, and "Derailing the natural process of lesbian romance". Needless to say, she was not amused.

Eventually, though, the six pairs split up, after Rick injected the universal translators into them, and warned them about the games which 'kill' you when you lose (In actuality, the 'death' would not be permanent, but it WOULD mean a lengthy process of restoring the body which meant not being able to do anything for the rest of the day.) He told them to meet back at the lobby in front of the building once they all ran out of Flurbos and tickets.

"Ok, so, here we go," said Morty, as he led Mabel through the space-arcade.

"Look at all the different aliens! They're all so adorable!" said Mabel.

"Oh, yeah. This is in space. Definitely a lot of aliens," said Morty.

"You don't seem too surpised, Morty," said Mabel, who was looking at one red-haired alien that looked sort of like a palm tree, but with arms.

"Yeah, I see different species all the time. I also talk to them sometimes too, but that's usually just for business.

"Wanna make some alien friends?" said Mabel with enthusiasm.

"Oh, well I dunno, I mean, I wouldn't wanna bother anyone if-" Morty realized that Mabel wasn't listening to him; instead, she was already going up to the others to befriend them.

"Hi! My name is Mabel! I come from Earth! What's your name?" said Mabel, to a blue alien that had two big eyes on stalks, and a short torso with a big mouth in the middle.

"Oh, umm, hi, I guess? I'm... um... Rimo...?" responded the alien.

"Where are you from?" said Mabel.

"Umm... I'm from Gorfladon 3, I guess? I, um... I'm not..." said the alien, as they nervously looked to the side and twiddled their fingers.

"Come on, don't be shy! We're here to have fun, right?" said Mabel.

Morty grabbed Mabel by the shoulder, and said, "Mabel, come on, that alien, I dunno if that alien's comfortable talking to strangers."

"Oh, oh well."

"Maybe... Maybe you should, um, stick to talking to the ones who are, you know, more receptive to it."

Morty led Mabel around the arcade, then took her to one of the "Roy" consoles.

"Roy? What's that?" asked Mabel.

"It's a game, where you're just a regular guy, called "Roy Parsons'. You get to live through his entire life, in like 5 minutes," said Morty.

"That sounds pretty cool!" said Mabel, "I wanna try!"

Mabel put on the headset.

Roy Parsons woke up with his mother in the room. He said something about being in an arcade, but she reassured him it was just a dream.

The next day, Roy went to school, bringing a very Mabel-like charm to all the people around him. The girls were all like, "Eww, leave me alone you weirdo!" The boys, on the other hand, were a bit more receptive to Roy's antics, especially when he cracked some jokes at the expense of the teacher's lesson. They were less receptive, however, to Roy's romantic advances. Since Roy was in a time before the late 2000's, his peers immediately ostracized him for being a homosexual. Try as he might, the label "Faggot" was stuck to his head in a metaphorical sense. Roy's parents weren't all that understanding either. Many arguments were had over Roy's homosexual behavior, and they tried to convince him to stop being gay in public. Roy went onto the internet, and then found a support website, where he learned that being gay is not a choice. This put him at odds with his parents, and from then on, he lost the sense of closeness and intimacy that he thought he could rely upon.

Roy's grades slipped, and even though he was able to escape the harassment by starting on the blank slate that was a high school full of strangers, he still felt alienated from his peers, and his grades never did recover. At age eighteen, Roy was kicked out of the house by two callous parents, and was left on the streets. Eventually, he found his way to a "Gay Neighborhood", where he found momentary solace with other gay men. However, most of his new friends were as broken as he was. They partied constantly, took dangerous drugs, and had copious amounts of unprotected sex. Roy saw two of his best friends die from drug overdoses, and another from AIDS. Eventually, Roy couldn't handle the heartbreak anymore. At the age of 24, Roy Parsons killed himself.

"Oh geez. I'm sorry," said Morty, as Mabel's eyes rolled back into place.

"Huh? Where am I?" said Mabel, her voice filled with melancholy.

"You're back in the arcade. You're gonna be okay," said Morty.

"Oh. OH WAIT! You're Morty, right?"

"Yep."

"Well, that was... That wasn't fun..."

"Yeah, Roy, Roy's a game that gets more fun once you know how to play it."

"If you say so..." Mabel looked around, readjusting herself to the new-but-familiar arcade environment. "Morty, can I have a hug?"

"Oh, um, I guess."

Mabel wrapped her arms around Morty. She pressed her face against the black space-sweater that she had just finished four hours ago. Morty nervously patted her on the head. After about ten seconds of pressing her face against his chest, she lifted her head, looked at Morty, and said, "Hey Morty, you wanna be my boyfriend?"

"Whaaaaaa?" said Morty, as he stopped hugging Mabel, feeling confused and flustered.

"If you're single, that is!"

"Oh geez. Umm... Well, I guess so? How old are you again?"

"I'm twelve, but I'm gonna be thirteen at the end of the week!"

"Oh, ok. Well, I'm fourteen, so I guess that's not gonna be too bad."

"What, you're not worried about being a creep, are you?"

"Well, I guess not. I mean, I've done a lot worse things than dating someone a year or two younger than me."

"Well then, that settles it! You're my boyfriend now!"

"Allright then."

Mabel played Roy again, and this time, she got a much better score. Roy kept his gayness perfectly hidden until after he made it as a successful cartoon-director in the 2010's. Roy met a cute blonde man named Harold, and together, they adopted a kid and raised them as their own, living off of the roy-alties from Roy's hit series, "Ponies in Space". Roy died at the ripe old age of 83, surrounded by his family, as well as hundreds of the dedicated "Space-Pones" who fell in love with his show.

As Mabel came back into reality, Morty said, "Congratulations. See? I told you you'd get a better score this time!"

"You're right!" said Mabel, "That was so much better!" She hugged him firmly.

Then, the two of them proceeded to play a few more games and chat with some aliens who weren't as shy as the blue one.

Meanwhile, at one of the claw machines...

"I don't think you should be doing that," said Jerry, as Stanley reached his hand into the dropping-chute of the claw machine.

"Nonsense!" said Stan, "I know a rigged machine when I see one. The only way to beat a cheating machine is to out-cheat it!"

As he wiggled his hand around, his fingers poked up over the edge of the chute. One of the animals inside (which looked like an indigo ball with four relatively long, jointed limbs, and a big cute eyeball in the front) woke up and then leaped at Stan's hand, and wrapped its tentacle-like mouth-grabbers around his fingers; Stan felt it sucking. At first he shouted in surprise, but then he realized that his plan had worked, and he said, "AHA! Told you this'd work!" Then, he pulled out his hand with the alien attached.

"Huh. Well, good job, then," said Jerry, before slurping his bubbly milkshake-esque alien drink through a rigidly angular crazy-straw.

Stan said, "I can't wait to show Mabel! I bet she'd love something like this. That pig of hers could use a friend to keep him company in the house, so he doesn't bother me as much." The alien animal pawed at his wrist as it perched, blinked its eye, and kept feeling at him with its mouth-tentacles.

Beth and Ford shared few words beyond their introduction. The two of them didn't have all that much in common, which was made perfectly evident when Ford suggested games to play and Beth responded with a "Meh." One thing they did have in common, though, was the fact that they ate food. So they went over to the restaurant and ordered some extra-terrestrial cuisine and alcoholic beverages. Beth, for all the space adventures she had been on, was still a little unaccustomed to the prospect of eating live food, but nevertheless, she ate the chabos, flobos, and sheebos (little purple space-equines on a stick) along with Ford without complaint (The flobo made a little screech when she bit into it though, and Ford reminded her that you have to bite the flobo head-first, otherwise it wouldn't be pleasant). They each periodically sipped their alcoholic drinks; Beth had a "Wahala" (the fermented juice of the Waha fruit from planet Zama 2) while Ford had a "Loopy Zipo" (the fermented extract of the fruiting bodies of the asteroid-shrooms of the Orion's Belt Asteroid Belt) The two of them sat in awkward silence at first, but then the alcohol started working its magic.

Beth broke the silence, as she fiddled with the innards of the live impaled sheebo with a plastic knife and toothpick. "So... You're like the Rick of the Gravity Falls dimension, then?"

Ford responded, "Sort of, but not really. And for the record, my dimension is called 46'\."

"Right," said Beth.

"So... What's it like?"

"What's what like?"

"Being raised by Rick?"

"Oh boy. Where do I begin? I mean, it's kinda nice, having a genius for a parent. Means I have his genius genes, y'know? I always looked up to him for how smart he was."

"Uh-huh."

"But then again, he did leave my mom and I when I was just fourteen. I couldn't stand it, being without him. Three years after that, Jerry got me pregnant, and I had Summer, and I had to give up my dream of being a human surgeon in favor of being a horse surgeon."

"I see."

"Then he came back, and I was so happy, until the Galactic Federation busted his friends at a wedding, and he turned himself in. But then, he destroyed the Galactic Federation, and freed Earth. Then Jerry gave me an ultimatum: him, or Rick, so I chose Rick, and divorced Jerry. But then Rick told me I could be a clone, and it got so intense that I couldn't handle it anymore, so I remarried Jerry. And now, here we are."

"Hmm..."

"You and Rick. You went on adventures in the multiverse together, right?"

"Yes."

"How'd that go?"

"Well, we did some stuff together, a lot of it illegal. Rick did lighten me up a little at first. It was nice to see another human who had made his way into the multiverse."

"So you two were friends?"

"At first, yes. I told him my story, and at first, he was very respectful. And he never even once made fun of me for my six fingers. I appreciated that. But then..."

"What happened?"

"He tried to reason with my enemy, Bill Cipher. Once I called him out on it, he took that as an opportunity to let me know that the only reason I ended up in the multiverse was because I was duped by Bill into making the portal. I couldn't take it, so I didn't speak to him after that."

"Well, at least he didn't let you trick yourself into thinking you were a clone that he'd have to kill once it got self-aware."

"Wow..."

"My dad's a real asshole, isn't he?"

"Yeah."

"Why are you here, then? You don't have some pent-up romantic thing for him, do you?"

"Um no! Do you?" said Ford.

"Oh. Ohohooo... NO," said Beth, as she drank the last bit of her "Wahala."

"If we're being honest, I think it's because I feel like I owe him. He did recently save my universe, after all," said Ford.

"Huh. Well, good for him, I guess," said Beth.

Rick and Soos were having one hell of a time. They quickly went through their flurbos to buy tickets for the all games they played, only to have a lucky break when Soos got a high score in Laser-Fairies and earned a thousand tickets.

"Dude, you got a high score in Laser-Fairies! You *urrp* must be some kinda GOD!" said Rick.

Soos said, "What can I say? My quick reaction time, plus a bunch of sassy cute girls to get me fired up inside, equals high score!"

Rick made a smug face and a finger gun, then said, "I bet I can beat yours, though!"

Soos said, "Huh. You, who called me a god, dare to presume that you are such? We shall see!"

Rick started the game, choosing Christmas-Vampire-Fairy as his fairy. He went through levels of increasingly intense laser-patterns, and increasingly sassier fairies. Then, the machine broke.

Rick shouted, "Aww SHIT! Motherfucker! The fucking machine, it broke! It's busted! Oh well, Soos, you win this round..."

Soos said, "Dude, maybe I could fix it!"

Rick said, "Really? I doubt it. This is an arcade machine, in space. You really think you could do it?"

Soos said, "I've dealt with haunted game machines before. I can try."

Rick gave Soos some tools. He opened up the machine, then identified the loose wire that caused the game machine to break. Soos closed the machine, then turned it on, and it was working like normal.

Rick said, "Dude, that was *urrp* amazing! Here, I got this busted portal-gun off a dead alternate Rick. You think you could fix it?"

"I seriously doubt it. It's far beyond anything I've ever seen. I mean, an arcade machine is one thing, but this, this is something completely different," said Soos.

"But you can try," said Rick.

"Sure," said Soos. So he tried.

"You know, you're being really racist right now," said Summer, as the two of them tried to toss balls with wobbly internal gyroscopes into a spatially-distorted basketball hoop.

"What?" said Wendy.

"Those looks you're giving to all these people. It's totally giving off a 'racist' vibe, y'know."

"Well... um... I mean..." Wendy gestured over to the other creatures, one of whom waved at her. She turned to Summer and said, "How do you expect me to react? I mean, I'm trying to be polite!" (She said this in a somewhat hushed tone; she was aware that the other aliens probably also had universal translators too, since one of them had approached them thinking that they were sisters.)

"Don't you have weird creatures in Gravity Falls? That's what Mabel told me."

"Well, yeah. But it's not like I'm part of it most of the time. It's usually just Dipper and Mabel, and sometimes Soos going on those adventures. For me, most of the time it's just being the cashier for the Mystery Shack, putting up with Stan."

"What's the 'Mystery Shack'?"

"It's a tourist trap that sells a bunch of fake mysterious stuff to anyone who's stupid enough to buy it."

The two of them moved on to another game, where people commanded their own running robot and raced toward a finish line, dodging obstacles and attacks from other people's robots.

Summer said, "Oh. So, like, at first, you didn't go on many adventures, right? But then later, you did."

"Yeah, why?" said Wendy.

"I think you might be the Summer of Gravity Falls," said Summer, after placing third in the race. Wendy placed seventh out of all twelve competitors. (An alien with a conic torso and eyes that could see all 360 degrees was the winner. He was overjoyed, though a different alien, with one eye, four arms, and a slender torso said some vitriolic alien swears at him; presumably, they were the winner's rival.)

Wendy said, "Huh?" It took a while to sink in. "Oh. Well... what makes you so sure you aren't the Wendy of... umm... your dimension?"

"Touché," said Summer, as they arrived at a game similar to whack-a-mole, "There was this one time I worked at an antique shop that sold cursed items. Then my granpa ran the guy who owned it out of business and drove him to suicide. I tried being his friend and standing up for him, but since he was literally the devil, he backstabbed me once he got back on his feet, so Rick and I beat him up."

"Woah. Hey, these things aren't alive, are they?" said Wendy, as she splattered the head of the first whack-an-alien-animal that popped through the hole.

"They aren't now," said Summer.

"That's pretty hardcore."

"You think this is hardcore?"

"Uhh, yeah, that's what I said. What, you think-oh wait-"

"This is just like the time when Morty and Rick and I were out in space, and I was trying to convince this one group of aliens to resist control from a hivemind that used to date Rick, and when the hivemind actually gave them back free will, they turned out to be a bunch of racists who fought a race war over the shape of their nipples. And when I tried to stop them, Morty was all like 'Heh, Summer, first race war, huh?', cause he'd already been on a ton of adventures before me."

Wendy's eyes were wide. After a second of silence, she said, "Ok... That's definitely..."

Summer immediately said, "You think I'm going overboard, don't you? Or that I'm being too edgy?"

"What? No, it's just... Wow. I dunno if I'm cut out for this kinda stuff."

"Oh."

"Yeah, I mean, I think I'm still pretty shaken up about that shape-shifting monster that tried to kill me and Dipper."

"Eventually I got used to it. But hey, if you wanna live normally, that's up to you. You aren't a Pines, after all, so you don't have to go on adventures like they do."

"Ugh, well I mean, I don't hate it, but it's just... a lot, you know?" said Wendy.

"Trust me, I know where you're coming from," said Summer.

Meanwhile, at another video game section...

"So... Mr. Poopybutthole. What planet are you from?" said Dipper, after finishing the first video game-one where you were a baby of a skeleton-less species, and you had to find your mom in an 8-bit supermarket without getting squished by falling merchandise, shopping carts, robot-employees, or shoppers that had skeletons.

"Ohh, well I'm from Planet Poopypants, of course!" said Mr. Poopybutthole.

"Of course you are."

"Oh, you've been there?"

"What? No. I'm just saying..."

"That my name and my planet both have the word 'poopy' in them? Is thaaaat what you were gooing foor?"

"Sure, whatever. So what's your planet like?"

"Weelll, it's a lot like Earth, really! Same level of technological development, for the mooost paaart."

"Well, that's interesting."

"Well, I'm glaad you think so!"

Dipper didn't bring up anything else that day. He simply went around, playing different video games with Mr. Poopybutthole. Some of the games were weird, and Mr. Poopybutthole had to warn him about the game that cuts your head off, but they had a good time overall. Dipper occasionally thought about the relationship between his great uncle and Rick, but the video games were fun enough that he didn't dwell on it for too long.

Once everyone had spent all their Flurbos, they began heading to the lobby. Dipper and Mr. Poopybutthole came first, followed by Jerry and Stan (who was holding the alien that he'd stolen from the claw machine). Dipper asked Stan if they were going to keep it, and he said that he was going to give it to Mabel as a present. Summer and Wendy came over next, and Summer gave her dad an awkward, scolding look. Then, Beth and Ford arrived. After they came, Rick rushed over ahead of Soos, who was trying to keep up with him.

"You guys, you guys! *urrp* This guy, he's like the best Morty out of all of them! He's got the brainwaves going, but he can also repair my portal gun!"

Once Soos caught up, he took a moment to catch his breath, and he said, "It's really not that big a deal. I mean, that portal gun wasn't too broken, all its pieces were still there, they just needed to be welded into place!"

"You're really something else, Soos!" said Rick.

"Also, you did beat my Laser-Fairies high score, so you're still top dog, dawg," said Soos.

"You repaired his portal gun?" said Ford in mild awe.

"You can keep it. You've earned it! Just follow the instructions, and you're good to go!" said Rick.

"Wow. My very own portal gun," said Soos as he held the portal gun in his hands.

"Ok, but just so you know, Rick, he's my guy, ok? So don't you think about taking him on adventures by yourself!" said Stan, as he put his arm on Soos's shoulder.

"*urrp* OOH! Marking your territory, huh, Stan? Fine, keep him. You're lucky to have a Morty this *urrrp* high quality," said Rick.

"Hey, where's Mabel?" said Dipper.

"She must still be out there playing games with Morty," said Summer.

"I bet she's gonna try to date him or something," said Wendy.

"Yeah. I bet she is. So what, now we're waiting for them to end their date?" said Dipper.

"Who knows when that's gonna happen?" said Stan.

"How about right now?" said Summer, pointing to the two as they approached the group.

"Well, it's about damn time, Morty! While you were making out with your girlfriend, we've all been-"

"I can't believe you told her about the genius waves and the stupid waves! Oh, who am I kidding, of course I believe it!" said Morty.

"Wait what? I thought they were twin-brainwaves?" said Mabel.

"G-great going, Morty! I had her thinking that-that she had a special connection with her brother, but you had to just ruin it!" said Rick.

"Don't you pin this on me, Rick! You're the one who told me I was camoflage, tha-that you needed to cancel out your genius waves with my Morty-waves!" said Morty.

"And Summer waves, let's not forget about that one..." said Summer.
"Ugh, will you just give it a rest? I just wanna go home!" said Wendy.

"Soos, you have a portal gun right? Let's get outta here!" said Stan.

"Hold on! I got something else for you guys! Here." Rick took out several pairs of weird-looking scissors, and then handed them out to everyone. "These scissors are *urp* primitive portal-making devices. You can go anywhere you've been before with these!"

Several people began mumbling about how cool that was, but Ford said, "You're buying our friendship, aren't you?"

"Not everything has to have an ulterior motive, Stanford!" said Rick.

"With you it does," said Jerry.

"Ugh. Whatever Jerry," said Rick.

Everyone then said their goodbyes and then went home. Everyone in Rick's dimension went to sleep rather easily, except for Morty, who received a call from Mabel.

In Gravity Falls, Ford went to the lab to continue work on the device he was building. Stan introduced Mabel to the weird little alien, but since she already had one pet already, she decided to give it to Soos. Soos named the alien "Noodles", since its tentacles were like noodles, and it also sounded like Waddles, and he spent the night reading the instructions on how to take care of it. Wendy went home right away. Dipper went to bed, where the thoughts about Ford and Rick began creeping into his head once more. Before Mabel went to bed, she called Morty to set up another date on the next day, this time in Gravity Falls. Once Morty agreed to it, she went to bed and fell asleep fantasizing about what they would do tomorrow.

Garmilax the Lacerator wracked his brain over how to use the super-weapon sold to him by that alien scientist who called himself "Rick." He wiggled his four legs, doing what we humans might call a "squat." His two beady eyes stayed open on a frozen grey-skinned face, as he stared only at the vague reflection of himself on the blank metallic wall of his private room.

In his demonstration, Rick had so effortlessly spewed streams of noxious slime, explosive ballsacks, and sticky spheres that inhibited movement. He had said that the only limit was your imagination. But that was just the problem. Garmilax didn't have a very good imagination. The device had transformed from a little remote-control-like thing into a simple club with the symbol of Hernia, the interstellar nation which Garmilax ruled ruthlessly by birthright. By now, he was down 18,000 Flurbos, and he had no way to find Rick again. However, there was one option which had been made available to him after the conquest of Wopnar 7: the Triangle-Cyclops. So he drew the symbol from the ritual on the wall, and said the words: "Triangulum, entangulum. meteforis dominus ventium. Meteforis venetisarium!" The environment around him began to shift, and he automatically said, "Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus Asetnoheptus."

The symbol on the wall began to glow, and the triangle-guy drawn in the middle gained color and began to float.

"Well, hello there! What's your name, big guy?" said the triangle.

"I am Garmilax the Lacerator, and I need your help," said the interstellar warlord.

"Well I'm Bill Cipher, and I'll be glad to help! Whaddya need?" said Bill.

"I need you... To make me more creative," said Garmilax.

"Why do you need that?" said Bill.

"Because... I have obtained a weapon of infinite power, but it is limited by how creative the person using it is." Garmilax showed Bill the magical club.

"Hmm..." said Bill, as he grabbed the club, "Yeah, I think I can help you out. Let me get back to you, in, say... about one of your home planet's 'days'." in Bill's hand, the weapon turned into a black cane, with the emblem at the end consisting of an upside-down pyramid with four claws at its ends which held an eyeball with a narrow pupil. He handed back the weapon to Garmilax.

"Thank you very much, Bill Cipher," said Garmilax, as Bill disappeared and color returned to the room.