Sam was sitting with Dipper, Mabel and Trixie, listening to Dipper confess a dark secret. The Lamby Lamby dance.
"You what?"
Dipper put his head down, too embarrassed to look at Sam directly.
"You heard me. It was terrible! Right in front of Wendy, at least she's not going to tell anyone. Still, the Lamby Lamby dance! Right in front of her."
Mabel had a little bit of a grin at her brothers shame.
"Still think he's manly?"
"Yeah!"
*Everybody*"What?"
"Dipper, you did that in front of a super cute girl, to save her life, and the life of her friends. You have to be the bravest person I know."
Dipper suddenly was filled with pride, his best friend still thought he was manly after that, and he was right, that was pretty brave of him. That warm feeling of honor was gone when Trixie started to snort out load.
"What's so funny?"
"I'm trying to picture you in a lamb outfit. Even though that WAS pretty gutsy to do in front of Wendy, I bet it was adorable."
"I AM NOT ADORABLE!"
Sam didn't like seeing Dipper get made fun of, so he directed Trixies attentions away from the thought of a lamb outfit.
"And even if you were, Trixie still would kiss her pillow pretending it was you."
Trixie instantly kicked Sam in the knee.
"SAMUEL SCOTT SANCTUARY!"
Mabel gave Sam a look.
"I think you went too far that time Sam."
Sam eminently felt guilty, but he had good reason for saying that, and he knew he had to continue. He made sure that his actions were perfectly placed, just like in his dream.
"Well sorry. My psychology is built different than humans or fairies."*He grins*"And keep in mind that I might have said this because my visions may not only be of these two, Trixie."*Starts running*
Trixie became furious at what he had just implied, and chased after him.
"COME HERE YOU LOUSY FEATHERS FOR BRAINS! I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO A FROG AND FEED YOU TO THE GOBBLEWONKER!"
"YOU KNOW THAT SPELL DOESN'T WORK ON ME!"
Dipper looked at Mabel.
"We sure know how to pick our friends."
"YEP! Wouldn't change a thing about it."
As Sam was chased by Trixie, he felt guilty. He hadn't really had a vision of Trixie kissing her pillow, but he DID have one of him implying it, and her chasing after him because of it. As in angel, he naturally had some understanding of how fate works, and he believed that fate had wanted this to happen. Add in the fact that his curiosity was peaked, and he got to make Trixie angry, and he just couldn't help himself.
"I AM GOING TO GET YOU SAMUEL!"
They were so engrossed in the hunt and chase, that when they turned a corner they didn't notice the elderly women wearing a dark blue skirt, and a long sleeve shirt about 30 feet away from them. When she saw Trixie angrily going after the odd looking boy, she was mad.
"TRIXIE! You WILL stop this foolishness NOW!"
"Eep! Y-yes ma'am."
Trixie immediately stopped chasing him, and the elderly woman came over to her, looking very irritated. Sam saw this and also stopped, turning around and going over to them. His intuition suggested that he should adjust his manner of speaking, he wanted to make a good impression on this woman, and he hoped he could get Trixie out of any trouble she was in with her.
"Excuse me ma'am, if I may? It's quite alright. I purposely provoke her anger, knowing she would do this. I promise I had good reason for doing it. If I may? Who are you? And why is Trixie so afraid of you?"
Trixie and the elderly woman turned to him. The woman had some similarities to Trixie: Dark skin, blond hair(though hers had a few streaks of grey), and there was also a quality in her eyes when she was angry that reminded Sam of Trixie(He's gotten her angry enough to know that look by memory).
"Her grandmother, and she knows very well that this is not the way to act when angered. Fooling around with her 'anger issues' is not the brightest of ideas, young man."
"Ph, like that's going to stop him."
"Trixie."
"Shutting up."
Her grandmother had given Trixie a glare, and she seemed to shrink down beneath it. Sam pressed on.
"She's right, that's not going to stop me. I am well aware of her 'magical accidents.' But Trixie, have you noticed how long its been since you blew up something? By poking at your temper, I've been helping you to develop a higher threshold for when you lose control. You need not worry about my safety, I can protect myself very against her little 'slip ups.' Though thank you for being concerned."
Trixies grandmother looked at Sam in shock at what he had just said.
"I beg your pardon?"
Trixie slapped her forehead.
"Oh-no."
"He knows about your POWERS, and you've been blowing things UP?!"
Trixie grabbed Sam and pushed him in front of her.
"You started it, now fix it!"
Sam looked at the elderly woman, and began to speak, still adjusting his manner of speaking.
"I do know about her powers, and I have ways to defend myself against them if it comes to that. I promise you, she has not been blowing things up intentionally, but when she gets angry enough, she can't always control that flow of energy. I think that is because she has more magic then she realizes. I have been helping her develop a higher threshold for that tipping point, by poking at her anger. You have noticed how long its been since you accidentally blown something up, haven't you Trixie?"
She HAD noticed that the accidents with her magic were happening less. Though it hadn't even occurred to her that she might have been getting better control over it. The last time she had lost control, Sam had got her REALLY mad.
"Last week."
"I know she can not control that, but what I am upset about is that YOU are human." *Points her finger at Sams chest*
"No he's not."
She turned to Trixie.
"I beg your pardon?"
This was his chance.
"I am Samuel Scott Sanctuary." From behind him, a great shadow of his wings spread behind him, without them actually becoming visible. He normally does this to intimidate, but thought it would be appropriate for this. "Angel of the Lord. And I've recently taken up a role as Trixies big brother."
"..."
"Grandma?"
"By the name of Mother Nature, a real ANGEL! Oh what an honor you have brought to my family."
Trixie started to blush and covers her face.
"Oh gosh."
"Thank you for filling in the hole of the sibling that, that horrible Sparkler left behind."
"GRANDMOTHER please stop!"
Trixie was getting embarrassed by her grandmothers show of veneration. Sam spoke next.
"You really don't have to thank me. The reason I do this is much more selfish, I didn't do it because she had a hole left behind by Sparkler, I do this simply because..."*Puts his arm around Trixie*"I love my little sister."*Gives her a big kiss on the cheek*"Tell me Trixie, am I embarrassing you right now?"
Trixie turned red and wipes her cheek. She REALLY was not used to being kissed.
"Extremely."
Her grandmother couldn't help but laugh.
"How adorable!"
Now it was time for Sam to apologize.
"Trixie, I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I didn't really have a vision of you kissing your pillow, I know you don't do that; however, I did have one of me saying you did, and you chasing after me. I was curious as to what happened next, and I have this kinda 'inner-programming' for how fate works, and I thought that something important would happen if it played out. Considering we ran into your grandma, it looks like I was right. Am I forgiven?"
Trixie sighed.
"Sure, whatever."
Her grandmother gave her a glare.
"Trixie."
"What I meant to say was yes, you are forgiven. Better?"
"Much."
Sam took his arm off from around Trixie, and asked Trixies grandmother why she was here.
"I came here to visit my granddaughter. It has been some time since we last spent a day together, and my 'duties' in the village have been taken care of in advance. I believed that today would be a good opportunity to spend time with her."
"I suppose I should let you two have your time together then."
Sam began to walk away.
"It was very nice meeting you ma'am."
Before he could get more than a few steps, a old hand was on his shoulder.
"Wait Samuel. If you have taken on a role as Trixies older brother, then perhaps you should come with us. It would be very lovely to have a fine young man like yourself accompanying us."
"Grandma?"
"Yes child?"
"Um...May I have a word with Sam?"
Trixie took Sam out if earshot of her grandmother.
"Okay, listen up. First thing, she doesn't know that Dipper and Mabel know I'm a fairy, and I'd like to keep it that way. Got it?"
Sam nodded his head.
"Alright, second thing is, don't mention the life threatening stuff we've gone through. ESPECIALLY the stuff involving Sparkler, and dark magic."
Sam gave a thumbs up.
"Third, don't you DARE mention that I have a little bit of a crush on Dipper."
Sam made a zipping motion across his lips.
"Okay, I guess it would be alright if you came with us. Just fallow those rules."
They walked back to Trixies grandmother.
"What were you two children discussing?"
Sam straightened up and told her something he thought she would believe.
"Nothing important. Trixie just wanted to make sure I didn't embarrassed her in front of you."
Later
"Oh my."
Trixies grandmother was gaping opened mouthed, at what she saw.
"You said this place is called... the mall?"
"Yup. What do you think grandma?"
She looked around at the large expanse of shops, stores, and restaurants, then turned to Sam and Trixie.
"Impressive."
Sam had been told that the first time Trixie went there she had spent hours, and it looked like her grandmother might do the same thing. As Trixie gave her grandmother a tour, the elderly fairy spoke to Sam, greatly curious of the angel who had bonded with her grand child.
"Samuel. Please tell me about yourself."
"Gladly. I've lived in gravity falls ever since I was born..."
She began getting confused.
"I live with my mom and dad here..."
She became even more confused.
"I don't date much. I tried it a little, but it didn't go very well. The first time I kissed a girl I STILL consider the worst day of my life..."
She was sooooo confused! She couldn't stop herself from speaking up. Normally she would consider interrupting someone a horrible display of rudeness(And she hated rudeness), but she couldn't hold back her questions.
"Samuel, forgive my rudeness, but WHAT kind of angel are you? You said you were born, that you have a mother and father, and KISSING GIRLS! That part does not sound angelic."
Sam realized his mistake, and was about to explain further when Trixie overheard them and spoke up.
"Grandma, he's a teenager. Teenage boys are going to make out sooner or later. It's a earth thing."
"But... he's an angel."
Sam explained.
"Yes, and sorry, I should have explained first. I'm a incarnated angel. It means I'm born into a human body, and grow up as a human would. Most of my powers and memories are locked away while I live in a human body, and while I live in it, I'm not only entitled to all the things humans are, I'm encouraged to experience them."
The fairy elder finally understood what he meant.
"Ah, so that is what humans do to show affection. Quite rare for fairies to meet a male fairy."
"Or for angels to meet a female angel."
That was how it was. Most fairies are girls, and most angels are men. That doesn't mean no male fairies or no female angels exist, they just weren't that numerous. About 2% of the angelic and fairy population where those genders. The fairy elder had a different question now.
"Samuel, why do you consider this show of affection the worst day of your life?"
Sam explained.
"It didn't start out like that. We went on a date, had a good time, I took her to this spot by the lake right as the sun set, and when we were there, she leaned in and kissed me on the lips."
Trixie couldn't stop herself from saying how cute that was, and that she didn't understand why this was a bad day for him.
"I was getting to that. When we kissed, I felt like it wasn't right, and then I thought someone stabbed a white hot poker where my heart was. No one did, but that's what it felt like. I felt my eyes burning with light, and I started glowing. My vision shifted, and I saw a dark haired girl, who looked like she was in just as much pain as I was. Never seen her before in my life. My sight returned to where I was, and this surge of emotions ran my powers, making columns of ice rise out of the lake, and pillars of fire burst forth on the land. It only lasted a second, but when it ended, the girl I had gone with on my date called me a freak, and ran away. So I really don't like thinking about that day."
Trixie placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Ouch! Sorry about that dude."
Trixies grandmother also added.
"That was a truly horrible thing to happen. You say you had a vision of a dark haired girl while you where in pain, and that you had never seen her before?"
"Yes."
"Well then perhaps you will meet her eventually."
"Maybe, I have considered that, and I've been keeping an eye out, in case I do run into someone like the girl I saw."
After that, they went throughout the mall, and eventually when Sam left to check out a book his dad had ordered, he told them he'd be right back, and her grandmother spoke to Trixie alone.
"My dear child, what do you think of Samuel?"
"Annoying, yet kind hearted. We spend time together, and sometimes he gets me REALLY angry, but he normally apologizes if he goes to far. When we first met, we didn't trust each other."*Chuckles*"We didn't even like each other."
"REALLY? And now he's like your sibling, how did that happen?"
Trixie edited the story so her grandmother didn't find out that Dipper and Mabel knew she was a fairy, and that a psych 9 year old had tried to hurt her. It went that she was attacked and went to Sam for help, he had used his powers to heal her, and to ease the emotional damage she had gone through. And after that, he had taken on what did it, and they were officially friends after that.
"When did he become your older brother?"
Trixie thought back.
"I had been crying about Mom, and Sam came to me. No matter how many times I told him to leave, he wouldn't listen. Urg! He was so stubborn! But I'm glad he was. He told me some things and helped me feel better. Then he told me stories until I fell asleep. I pretty sure that's when he became like my big bro."
Trixie found that her grandmother had pulled her into a hug.
"Oh sweetie. I miss your mother as well. That angel must really love you to comfort you like that."
Trixie chuckled a little.
"He does, but sometimes he's almost a little overprotective."
Flashback
Through a serious of complex events, Trixie had ended up in the sight of an angry monster. The creature was 11 feet tall, appeared to be made out of wood, and was covered in moss and other vegetation.
"GRAGRRRR!"
The creature yelled and started to charge her. She was more than capable of handling it, but before she could, Sam beat her to it.
"HROARR!"
Sam had happened to be near when the creature charged, and had attacked it, glowing. The ferocity he lashed out at it with was terrifying, he didn't completely destroy it, but he did hurt it badly, and made sure it would never attack anything again without thinking twice.
End Flashback
"Haha, Trixie, that does not sound like a bad thing."
"Yup. I suppose I WOULD be roadkill right now if he wasn't like that."
"What?"
"Nothing grandma."
Trixie didn't want to tell her that she almost got hit by a bus. Soon Sam came back, and most of there time after was spent together.
Later
Several hours later they were almost done, but before they left, Trixies grandmother talked to Sam again.
"You said that Trixie is getting better at controlling her powers, and that is because you have been playing with her anger issues. I am happy that she is getting better at this, and that you have been helping her at it, but has your... tactics ever gone to far?"
"Yes, they have. But I get really guilty when I do that, I try to apologize to her."
Flashback
Sam was outside with his wings out, letting them stretch. Trixie walks up to him.
"Hey Sam"
"Hey T-"
Trixie tackles him and begins tickling under his wings, looking for a special spot he had mentioned he was ticklish under.
"Mahahaha!"
Gakbktxcn!... Not to the... he... he he... Ha... HAHAHAHA! I CAN'T BREATH! HAHAHA, OH HA HA! YOU SICK ANIMAL!"
Trixie had a evil grin on her face.
"You call it sick, I call it REVENGE!"*Gets off*"HEY MABEL, I FINALLY GOT HIS TICKLE SPOT!"
Sam was huffing trying to regain his breath.
"You understand now... that my... retaliation... will be drastic?"
"I'll take that risk."
"Every well. HEY DIPPER! I GAVE TRIXIE A PICTURE OF YOU IN A TUX, AND SHE KEPT IT!"
Trixie face became the image of terror until Sam spoke again.
"Just kidding. Dipper isn't here, but I could do that at anytime. Just something to keep in mind."
Trixies eyes turned blue and a water tower blew up. This meant that she is really mad, and that Sam should run.
"I'm so sorry. Bye."
Sam teleported away. He hasn't gotten the hang of that power yet, and can only us it in certain situations. Trixie roared in anger.
"NOT FAIR!"*Walks away muttering to herself*"IhatehimIhatehimIhatehim."
Later Sam went to her.
"YOU!"
Before she could try to kill him, Sam ran up and hugged her.
"I'm soooo sorry. I was went to far, and I was a idiot. Please forgive me little sister."
"...You're forgiven. Now stop smothering me with hugs!"
"Okay."*Lets her go*"But when someone has something like that on you, you have to be careful with what you say and do. I'd probably never do something like that to you, but you need to think things through before you declare war."
"Well I didn't think you would go that far dude, I learned my lesson."
"Good."*Grins*"By the way."
Sam starts smothering her with hugs again. Trixie blushes.
"Stop that! People are starting to stare!"
Sam let her go.
"Alright,but that is just fun."
"Yeah, for YOU. Is it always the older siblings job to embarrass the younger one?"
They were walking away, and Sam had on a wolfish grin.
"Not necessarily. I'm just really good at taking all the fun YOU can have out of it, when you try to embarrass ME."
"Feather-brain."
"Time-bomb."
End Flashback
Sam had edited a few parts for Trixies sake. Like the part with the picture of Dipper in a tux. But the gist was more or less the same, and Trixies grandmother loved it.
"How adorable!"
Trixie was of course, embarrassed. She tries covering her face.
"Yes, adorable."
The time eventually came for her grandmother to leave Trixie and return to her world, but she made her goodbyes with both of them first. She hugged Trixie.
"Goodbye child. Be well while I'm away."
"I always am grandmother."
The fairy elder then turned to Sam.
"Thank you for protecting and loving my granddaughter, you truly have brought a great honor on my family. Even if you claim your motives are selfish, you still are doing a very good thing. Your kind is wonderful."
"That reminds me ma'am, why do you regard angels so highly?"
She laughed at this.
"Because you are a noble and ancient race. I have met some who believe that the fairies are older, but I have never heard such stupidity in my long life. You kind Samuel, was old long before the fairies were made. I don't know where those idiots got that idea from."
Sam already knew that angels came before fairies, he's not sure how he knows, but he does.
"But ma'am, I don't think that's the only reason revere angels, is it?"
She raised her eyebrow.
"Can you read my mind, child?"
Sam grinned.
"The brain is a series of electrical impulses, sometimes when I'm not thinking about it, I get the gist of what someone is thinking. I can't go deeper then that, I don't have that power, or maybe I do and just don't know how to use it. I can tell though, that you have another reason to respect angels so much."
Trixie looked at her grandmother and to Sam, she wasn't sure why, but her grandmother was almost obsessed with angels, though you would never see it. She had told Trixie stories about them when she was younger, and now that Sam mentioned it, there did seem like there might a reason she was so fascinated by them. Both Sam and Trixie saw a pleasant smile spread across the old fairies face.
"You are right. I do have a personal reason for loving the angelic race so much. When I was very little, and angel saved my life. I don't remember much from then, as I said, I was very little. But I do remember being in danger, and an angel carrying me away from it. I remember him being tall, and having large white hawk wings, and what's more is, I remember his eyes. They burnt like torches, the right eye was royal blue, and the left eye way emerald green."
She looked directly into Sams eyes.
"So much like yours..."
Her eyes became distant and she looked as if she was reliving a pleasant memory. That only lasted for a moment, before she came back to were she was. Trixie spoke up.
"You never told me this before grandmother."
"I never had a reason to sweetie."
She turned back to Sam.
"That is why I regard angels so highly Samuel. Your kind protected me and now is protecting my granddaughter. Thank you."
She pulled Sam into a hug, and he returned it. That surprised Trixie, she hadn't thought that Sam was one to except a hug from an elderly woman he barley knew, but she supposed that with Sam, nothing should surprise her. Her grandmother said her goodbyes and that she loved her, and then left them for home. Sam and Trixie were left alone, as the sun set by the lake.
"Sam?"
"Yeah Trixie?"
"You wouldn't mind telling me a story? Like when I was upset, thinking about my mom dying."
"Sure thing. Have a seat."
Sam sat down on the shore, and Trixie took a spot next to him as Sam began.
"Most people don't realize this, but this story involves the archangel most commonly known as Michael. It this story he appears to a poor young girl as a white lion, but we're getting ahead of ourselves. The story begins a long time ago, with a poor girl named Hanna..."
Sam told the story, from beginning to end, and by the end, Trixie had fallen asleep laying against his side. Sam whispered to himself.
"I get the feeling I can pull it off, just this once."
He picked up the still sleeping fairy girl, and a second later, they both disappeared. Sam reappeared in Trixies house, and carried her to her bed, tucking her in. He still couldn't pull off a teleportation at will, but he was getting better at it.
The next day
Dipper and Sam where in the attic of the Mystery Shack, Sam was catching him up on everything that happened yesterday.
"So an angel saved her life, and because of that she loves them?"
"Yep! That's what she said."
"Cool! Do you think that the one that saved her was you? I mean the description she gave seems like it could've been you."
Sam had already thought of that.
"It's a real possibility. Angels are older than fairies, and immortal, so I could have been around back then."
Sometimes in certain situations, Sam had gotten a few glimpses of his previous life, and a few memories and information from them. He knew a few things for sure because of those shards of memory, one being that angels came before fairies.
"And she's super excited that you're looking out for Trixie?"
"Yep! Though I look out for people other than her. Like you dude. I think she's happier about the type of bond me and her have. We've not related, and only known each other for a little bit, but she is definitely my little sister."
Dipper chuckled.
"That's really sweet!"
"It most certainly is, dude! It most certainly is!"