A/N Ok, I just finished the 'A new Beginning' ark on my Doctor Who fic, Who are you? I'm the Exile. Anyway, this ark is gonna focus on the day after all the zom-zom shit went down to the aftermath of the 'Inconveniencing' episode.

Dipper: Ok, so is this where we can get back to our lives?

Yup. Oh, and readers, my very first gaming channel drops on youtube in about a week or so, look for the Adventurers Crew around September 27th.

Anyway, I do not own anything to do with Gravity Falls other than this particular story, the parody of the original story line, and my own OC's. Enjoy

A very inconvenient day

Mabel POV

"So let me get this straight," Dipper was saying, the stress evident in his voice. "With all that power, all those skills, all that… supernatural stuff that you can do, and you can't keep your house from burning down?"

It's true, he came to the Mystery Shack about 1 in the morning covered in soot and smoking at his shoulders. Then he collapsed! Now it's about 8 o'clock in the morning and the firefighters were finishing their post fire inspection. The cabin is now nothing more than a pile of ashy rubble.

"Hey what can I say," MIchael tried to defend himself, "I was exhausted. You try putting on four hour shows three days in a row. Which is probably why Marcus waited so long before making his move, he wanted to to get tired out so he can kill me more easier. Oh, speaking of which, Mabel I forgot to ask, how are you feeling?"

After the pills he gave me kick in, I fell asleep for a while, then when I woke up, I just had a slight headache and then felt fine. "I'm ok, just a bit tired from last night." He nodded as the fire chief came up to us.

"Well, the house is destroyed," he said oblivious to Michael rolling his eyes. "And we did manage to pinpoint the start of the fire."

"yeah, I know where it started, it started in my living room when my freakin stalker decided to pop her head out and scare the crap out of me." And as if on cue, a few officers from the county sheriffs department came out of the burnt tree line towing a girl with a needle stuck in her butt. "Hey officers, make sure she get's a nice and good padded cell. I don't want to see her until she's old enough to know right from wrong."

"Wait," I said speaking up. "You have a stalker?"

"Sure, every rock star has one. I'm just glad the fire inadvertently missed my car." The entire two story cabin was nothing but a black pile of burnt wood and other stuff that cabins are made out of. The surrounding tree line was burnt too, several of them have already broken at the trunk and fallen over!

"Yeah, well, whatever I can say about you," Grunkle Stan said, did I forget to mention that he came out here with us? "Whatever I can say about you, I will at least give you this, that care of yours is a bute," he said with a smile and an approving nod.

"Thank you," Michael said genuinely happy at the comment. "It was my dad's, he had this beautiful machine since as long as I can remember. I was actually really surprised when-" Suddenly there was a deafening crack! and a burnt husk of a tree came down right behind the car… and on a path to us.

Then the next thing I know is that I'm on the ground with the wind knocked out of me as a really loud sound made the ground shake.

Opening my eyes, I see that Michael is on top of me, we were about 5 feet from the trunk of the tree that had just fallen. Dipper was pinned under Grunkle Stan, who apparently saw sense like Michael did when that tree cracked.

"NNNNOOOOOO!" Michael yelled. We all got up and saw what he was screaming about. "MY CAR! NOOOO! Come on! I just repainted the old girl!"

The tree had timbered right on to his car, completely destroying it. Now it was nothing more than a flat piece of twisted metal and various leaky fluids that belong in a motor car I guess? I don't know cars, I'm Mabel, what do you expect? All I know about cars is that this guy loved his like a girlfriend, I'm guessing, and that he was freaking out over it. And to make matters worse, this happened:

"MIKEY!" We all look over to see the girl, who still had a needle sticking out of her butt, wake up and stomp on one of the sheriffs foot and kick the other in a not so nice place. With one hopping on one foot and another down for the count she runs towards us, and pulls out a knife from somewhere behind her. "If I can't have you, no one can!" She screamed.

When she got with in 5 feet of him, everyone was too stunned to even think let alone react to a crazy girl with a knife, he got up, turned and punched her right in the face.

I think it broke her nose, I heard a crunch, and her nose started to bleed, but she too was down for the count…. Did he knock her out?

But before I could make sure he said, "Someone get her out of my sight before I do something that I regret." That tone of voice made me shiver. In a bad… and good way, and again in a very bad way. That tone sounded evil. Some other officers came up and dragged her away. They threw her in an ambulance and it drove off with the sirens on.

He went back to the tree and looked down at his fallen car. "I put so much time and my own memories into this machine. And now look at it. All because I pulled one little girl out from under the bus…" he sighed, "Well, I guess thats the price the good guys have to pay."

"Uh, excuse me, sir?" The fire chief came up to him with about 3 guitars under his arms. "I have some good news, miraculously, these wooden guitars have somehow survived the fire." He presented them to him and Michael took them with a small sad fire on his face.

"Thanks, these guitars especially have good memories for me. Thank you," he said again and rested them against the tree. One was a typical acoustic guitar, another was a gibson les paul electric that had green highlights and waves. The last was a electrical guitar that had a curve at the head where the nob thingies sat so that there was four on one side and two on the other. It was black except for just behind the strings where it was a dirty white background with scratches on it. "Can you guys not touch these while you finish up? I'm gonna go for a walk to clear my head. I'll call a crane when I get back."

"Already on it's way!" The fire chief said.

"Thanks," he said with a smile. Then he turned to us. "You guys mind walking with me?" He didn't wait for us to say anything, he just started to walk.

A few minutes later I said, "I'm sorry about your car."

"Don't worry about, Mabel," but he did sound a lot more cheerful.

"So… what are you gonna do now?" Dipper asked.

"Dipper!" I said about to scold him more when Michael responded.

"I don't know," he said sounding lost. "Maybe have my car shipped back to the Soul Society and go there myself." Me and Dipper both gasped. "What?" He noticed where we were looking at. "Oh, Hernandez already told me that Stanford here already knew what we were."

"Grunkle Stan?" I said in disbelief. "How could you know about these guys?"

"H-hey, I'm an old man, I've lived a long life, I used to get around a lot. We old people pick up a few things you know. Friends, enemies, information." He looked right at michael as he said that.

"It doesn't matter, there are no laws with us to prevent regular humans from knowing about us. Besides, even though it wasn't widely publicized, some people knew about us. But what I'm worried about is that I don't get to spend my summer actually doing summer things. Now I have to go back to the Soul Society back in Virginia. All I wanted to do was relax for a few months before I have to really get to work."

He sounded so lost and hopeless, I just had to say it, "Well… why don't you stay with us?"

"What?" Dipper, Grunkle Stan, and Michael said in disbelief.

"Yeah, I mean, he's a very rich rock star, his house got burned to the ground by some crazy roadie, and he's nice. So why not?

"You said very rich, right?" Grunkle stan asked.

"Well," Michael began, some hope leaking into his voice, "the cabin was insured so the firefighters and building materials are already paid for, but minus the man hours, the stuff I wanted to upgrade, my… car," he choked a little bit. "I'm pretty much broke until the rest of the crew get's done with the tour. But in about two months the checks should start rolling in again."

Grunkle Stan grunted, losing interest and looking like he might reject, that is until Dipper got his say. "And he is a famous rock star, should bring in some costom- I mean, suckers into the Mystery Shack. That should more than cover his cost for sleeping in our house."

"Plus, I can work. I mean, helping out with a few dirty dishes is the least I can do for free loading on your couch. Well, that is if you agree to let me stay." He put on these kind of puppy dog eyes that even a hard old man like our Grunkle couldn't resist.

"Aww, alright."

"Yay!" We all cheered.

"But he has to work!"
"No problem!" Michael said quickly.

"And if I don't see at least a 20% increase of customers in the next few weeks, you're out!"

"Trust me, after what I put this little town threw the past few days, people will be queuing up for my head about all the noise complaints. Too bad none of them knows about the zombies."

End of chapter 10

A/N Ok, got this one in and done before the weekend. I think this is chapter 10. I don't really count them by chapters, I just name them and then slap em on the leaderboards.

Anyway, read, review, favorite at your own pleasure, and look for my very first gaming channel up on youtube; The Adventurers Crew(TAC) It will be up by the weekend of 9/27. Now you all get to see the face behind all this crapXD Til next time, this has been bigmike33321… sighning off!*boob*