Little Dipper was surprisingly hard to write with the new edition of Mikey and his confession. I hope I did the episode justice.

Little Dipper

Dipper and Mabel sat silently as Mikey showed them the stone, and explained how he still had it. Mabel took the information in stride and seemed ready to burst with questions. Dipper, on the other hand, looked almost… offended. "So, you've had this since we fought Gideon, and you didn't tell us‽" He asked sharply.

Mikey was taken back by Dipper's sudden anger and tried to calm his brother down. "Dipper, it's not like a lied to you or anything. I just didn't want you to get hurt. I had no idea what this thing could do. I mean, I didn't even know if we could use it." He finished, exasperated by Dipper's lack of attention.

Mabel spoke before Dipper could in an attempt to defuse the brewing argument. "Could you use it?"

"Yeah, it's not easy though, and tires me out like nothing else," Mikey said with a slight nod. "Gideon must have had a lot of practice."

"Maybe he's just better at it than you." Mabel offered sincerely.

Mikey scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I refuse to believe that Gideon is better than me at anything except, maybe, being adorable."

Dipper stood up suddenly. "Could we get back to what's important here‽" He snapped at his siblings. "Why didn't you tell us? Don't you think that I… we could have helped?"

The sudden verbal assault from Dipper ignited Mikey's own temper. He stood up to yell at his brother. "That's not it, I was just looking out for you, Dipper! I was trying to protect you!"

Dipper shook his head and turned away. "Whatever." He muttered as he walked out of the attic room.

Gideon Gleeful sat in the darkness of his room leafing through an oddly familiar book on his desk. "Zombie attack? Never works, they don't take orders. Blood rain? Ew, mess up my suit, no thank you. Demon Caterpillars?" He read from the book, dismissing each idea as he came to it. After the last one, he slammed the book closed in frustration, revealing the golden, six-fingered hand labeled with a two on its cover. "DRAT! There must be a perfect way to exact vengeance on the Pines family. It's not enough to harm 'em, I need to take something from them. Something that'll give me ultimate power." With a sudden gasp, he realized what he needed to do. "Of course! It's perfect…" He said with an evil chuckle as he picked up his model of the Mystery Shack.

Dipper had been doing his best to ignore Mikey's existence since the night before, and so far it had been working out well. Stan hadn't noticed anything wrong and Mabel had decided to let them work it out for now. Even while they were watching their favorite show, Dipper made sure to sit so that Stan and his chair were between them.

A knock could be heard on the front door, and Stan stood up to see who it was. "Welcome to a world of mystery!" He said with a wide grin as he opened the door.

A man in a suit stared back at him with a grim expression. "Stan Pines?"

Stan screamed and slammed the door in his face. "The tax collector! You found me!" He ran back inside, grabbed a bag containing his most valuable possessions and began pressing on the stones of the back wall. "Aah... uh... which one of these is the trap door?"

The man walked inside without hesitation and began to speak. "Mister Pines. I'm from the Winninghouse Coupon Savers contest, and YOU ARE OUR BIIIIIIG WINNER!" With that, a camera crew came in, as well two others carrying a large novelty check for ten million dollars.

Stan stared in shock at the check. "Heh? My one and only dream, which was to possess money, has come true!"

"We're rich!" Mikey said excitedly.

Dipper jumped up from the floor just as excited. "I'm gonna get a butler!"

"I'm gonna buy a talking horse!" Mabel chimed in.

"Just sign here for the money." The man said as he presented a contract and pen to Stan.

"You bet!" He said as he signed.

Laughter could be heard once Stan had finished signing, and its source became apparent as Gideon revealed himself by tearing the giant check in half. "Stanford, you fool! You just signed over the Mystery Shack to lil' ol' me!"

Stan smirked and crossed his arms, completely unimpressed. "Uh, might wanna take another look there!"

Gideon grabbed the contract and began to read out loud. "The shack is hereby signed over to... SUCK A LEMON LITTLE MAN‽" He screamed in rage. "How dare you! I am not a threat to be taken lightly! Come here hon', I need your arms." He said to the lawyer. The man picked him up with a completely straight face as they slowly backed out of the house. "I'll get you, Stanford Pines! I'LL GET YOU ALL!"

"Yeesh, what a freak show." Mikey said as he watched the pair leave.

Stan nodded and sat back down. "Wanna see what else is on TV?" He asked to sounds of agreement.

Dipper and Mabel were playing chess in the gift shop while Mikey watched, and Soo has manned the register. "Little guy to black space nine!" Mabel said confidently as she moved a piece.

Dipper rolled his eyes. "It's a pawn, that's not your color, and stop stealing the tiny horses!" He snapped at his sister.

Mabel shook her head and looked down at her sweater full of knights. "They like it better in here. Don't you babies?"

Mikey let out a small laugh. "Just let her do what she wants, you're gonna win anyway."

Dipper gritted his teeth and tried to ignore Mikey as he finished the game. "And... checkmate!"

"What? Boo!"

Dipper pulled out his notepad and made another mark under his name. "O-oh! Dipper wins again!" He gloated.

Soos spoke up from behind the counter. "Yo, Mabel? Can you pass me that brain in the jar? The lady one?" He said, pointing to the high shelf.

"I got it." Dipper said as he stood up.

Soos shook his head. "Thanks, but Mabel's taller."

"What? No, she's not. We're the same height. We've always been." Dipper protested.

Mikey stared at Mabel intently. "I don't know Dipper, I think she might have grown while we weren't looking." He didn't miss the way Dipper's fists clenched when he spoke, but he wasn't going to make it easy for Dipper to ignore him.

Soos on the other hand completely missed Dipper's reaction. "Better check again, dude." He said. Moments later he had a measuring stick ready. Dipper and Mabel stood back to back and waited for Soos' verdict. "Yep, she's got exactly one millimeter on you!"

"What‽" Dipper said in complete shock.

"Woah, don't you see what's happening? This millimeter is just the beginning. I'm evolving into the superior sibling! Bigger! Stronger!" Mabel said dramatically.

"Like some kinda alpha-triplet!" Soos agreed.

"Alpha! Alpha!" Mabel chanted as she strutted around the room.

"C'mon, guys, nobody even uses millimeters. It only makes you taller than me in Canada."

Mikey rolled his eyes. "Oh, lay off it Dipstick. It's not like it matters."

Mabel decided she was going to have some fun while she could. "Y'know Dipper, I've always wanted a little brother. Who knew I already had one?" She said with a laugh.

Stan wandered into the room rubbing his hands in anticipation. "I was awoken by the sound of mockery. Where is it? Show me the object of ridicule!" He said eagerly.

"I'm taller than Dipper!"

Dipper again tried to protest. "By ONE millimeter."

Stan wasn't going to let this opportunity slip through his fingers though. "Hey, hey, don't get... short with your sister."

Mabel laughed and pretended to scold Stan. "Now Grunkle Stan, I hope you don't think little of him." She said to more laughter from Stan and Mikey.

"Ya! And, and uh... he's short!" Stan said, to even more laughter.

Soos looked concerned at Dipper and turned to the others. "Dude, maybe you should lay off a tiny bit." He said thoughtfully.

Stan started to laugh even harder. "Tiny! Soos is in on it now!" Dipper turned and marched out of the room.

Soos tried to tell him, but Dipper was already gone. "N… no, I didn't mean that."

"Dipper will forget. He's got a three... two... one…" Mabel counted down with Stan.

"SHORT-TERM MEMORY!" They finished together.

"POW! We are on FIRE!" Mabel said as she high-fived her uncle.

Stan grabbed his hand and tried to shake the feeling back into. "Ow, ooh, that's, aah."

Mabel nodded sympathetically. "I high-five hard."

Dipper stormed into the attic and made a beeline for the shelf he kept the Journal on. "Ugh! Stupid Mabel! Stupid Mikey! Do they think I'm useless?" He muttered as he strained to reach the Journal. He gave the shelf a frustrated kick when he realized he wasn't tall enough to reach it. Luckily, that was enough to knock it down. He looked through the pages for something he could use to get back at them. Stopping at a drawing of a massive crystal he began to read. "Legends of miniature buffalo and giant squirrels have led me to believe there are height altering properties hidden deep within the forest." This was perfect, it would let him prove Mabel wrong and get back at Mikey. He immediately left, following the map in the journal.

The crystals were found far deeper into the forest than he had ever been, and the map wasn't the most well made. He was starting to wonder if it might be best to turn back when the ground dropped out from underneath him. He skid along the slope before he crashed to a stop. Looking up he realized that he saw the same massive crystal that was pictured in the Journal. He watched an eagle no bigger than a butterfly flew by his face in awe. Looking directly in front of he could see a small mountain lion. He watched it warily. "Is that mountain lion tiny or just far away in perspective?" The answer became abundantly clear as the creature pounced and grew in his vision. "PERSPECTIVE! PERSPECTIVE! AAAAAAH!" He screamed. Moments later he felt a small weight latch onto his wrist. Looking down he saw the now tiny animal chewing on his thumb. "It still hurts, but less!" With a laugh. He looked at the crystals wondering exactly how they worked. He watched as a butterfly flew through one of the blue beams of light produced by the crystal and grew so small he could barely see it. Moments later the butterfly entered the pink stream of light and grew so large that it snapped tree branches as it flew through them. Dipper smirked and broke off a small prism of the crystal, he knew just what to do with it.

Back at the Shack, Dipper had attached the prism to a flashlight and rigged so that it could be flipped by focusing the light. He experimented on a pawn he had set in one corner of the room. First, he shrunk the pawn, then switched the crystal, and grew it. "Smaller. Bigger." he said cheerfully before he heard the sound of wood cracking. "TOO BIG!" he screamed as he looked at the new hole in the roof. Still, he thought he had the hang of it now, and used the flashlight to grow himself for just a fraction of a second.

Mabel was talking to Soos and Mikey as they waited for customers to start arriving. "I've been buying big clothes; I'll grow into them."

Dipper walked into the room and strutted to the center. "Hey guys, notice anything different about me?"

Soos immediately realized what was happening and looked at Dipper in awe. "Holy hot sauce! You've grown an extra millimeter!"

"Wh… wh… what?" Mabel asked, shocked.

"What can I say, sis? Growth spurt." Dipper said cockily.

Mabel glared at Dipper. "Yeah, mine happened first. I'm gonna be taller in the end. It's science, Dipper." She said.

"What? But we're the same height now." Dipper said, not sure how this hadn't worked like he thought it would.

"Alpha! Alpha!" Mabel chanted as she walked away, ignoring Dipper.

Dipper glared and walked away. "Oh yeah? Something tells me I've got another growth spurt comin' on right now." He said pointedly to both of his siblings.

Dipper walked into the room and used the flashlight on himself again, stopping when he heard the door slam open behind him. "Give it up, Dipper! What happened?" Mabel asked, staring up into Dipper's face for the first time in her life. Mikey followed her in quietly.

"Y'know, puberty and stuff." Dipper said as he hid the flashlight behind his back.

Mabel looked around the room, confused. "It doesn't make any sense. Just a second ago you were... WAIT A MINUTE! This is some kinda magicky thing. Isn't it? Was it a wizard or something? There's a wizard in this closet, isn't there? ISN'T THERE?" She said as she stared into Dipper's eyes.

Dipper was now honestly confused. "What? No!"

Mabel scoffed at his denial. "You're telling me that there is not a wizard in this closet. You're telling me that if I open this door right now…"

"Fine! Open it!"

Mabel threw open the door to reveal an empty closet. She did not see that, however. "An invisible wizard! REALLY, Dipper?"

Mikey sighed exasperatedly. "Dipper, what did you do?"

Dipper smirked at his brother and crossed his arms smugly. "Not so nice being kept in the dark, is it?"

"Dipper, what are you talking about?" Mikey asked, equal parts annoyed and confused.

Mabel was still searching the closet. "Does it only respond to incantations?" She asked Dipper. She continued talking before he could answer. "Expecto wizarium! Wizle! Wizar…"

"It's not a wizard! I grew myself using this magic flashlight!" Dipper snapped, revealing the flashlight.

Mikey was about to ask a question, but was interrupted as Mabel jumped at Dipper. "Lemme see that thing!" She yelled. Dipper dodged her and pushed Mikey to the side before running out of the room chased by his siblings. Mabel stopped by the open closet to warn it off. "I'll be back for you later."

Meanwhile, Stan's TV time was interrupted by a knock at the door. Shuffling to the door he opened it, to see Gideon standing in the doorway holding a jar full of bugs. "Oy, you." Stan said exasperatedly.

Gideon smiled widely. "Oh, howdy Stanford! Listen closely." He said as he caressed the jar. "Inside this jar, I have 1000 Cursed Egyptian super termites. Hand over the deed to your property or I'll smash this jar with a bat, and they'll devour this shack with you inside!"

Stan looked unimpressed. "Hey, what's that?" He asked and pointed outside.

Gideon turned for a split second, but that was enough time for Stan to open the jar and kick the kid off the porch. "Oh, no! Aaaah! Get it off!" Gideon screamed as he rolled on the ground.

Stan laughed at the scene. "Hey, Soos, get in here! I wanna take pictures of this!"

Gideon stood up and shook his fist at the Shack."Y'all may have won this battle, but mark my words, Stanford! Your family has a weak spot, and I'm gonna find it!"

The trio of kids raced past Stan and out the front door, where they continued to fight for the flashlight. In all the punching and kicking the flashlight was knocked out of Dipper's hands. The light shone on a caterpillar, which grew rapidly, and crushed a car as it went. Mikey and Mabel stared in awe while Dipper grabbed the flashlight. Mabel reached out to stop him, but he turned the light on her hand, growing it to the point that she couldn't pick it up. She stared in horror. "It's okay. It can shrink things too." he said as he switched the light and shrunk her hand back to normal size.

"Normal hand karate chop!" Mabel attacked while Dipper stood there waiting for a thank you.

"Hey!" Dipper screamed as he tried to snatch it back. Mikey moved to help, just so no one got hurt while they were messing with the flashlight. As they tried to grab it the flashlight switched hands several times, resulting in swollen and shrunken heads and other body parts all around. Finally, all their parts were back to normal, and they each grabbed the flashlight, causing it to fly into the air, and in front of Gideon.

He was still ranting to himself as he stormed across the parking lot. "Curse the Pines family! Curse Stan! Curse Dipper! Curse…" He stopped as the light clattered to the ground in front of him. He picked it up with interest. "My, my, what delightful manner of a doohickey is this?"

The triplets stared, trying to think of a way to get it back. "Maybe he didn't see us use it and doesn't know it's a magic flashlight that can grow and shrink things." Mabel stage whispered to her brothers. Mikey face-palmed.

"Really?" Dipper asked, as he gestured to Gideon, who was literally two feet in front of them.

"Flick, boop, woo hoo hoo." Gideon said as he tested the flashlight, getting an evil smirk as he did so.

The three screamed as he turned the flashlight on them. "No no no!" Gideon picked the trio up and placed them in the now empty jar.

The trio waited for several minutes in the swaying jar. Eventually, they heard from outside the jar a crowd gathering. "Friends, I wish I was a highway so I could have the honor of being rode upon by automobiles as fine as these ones right here. Engine possum at no extra charge." Bud gleeful said to the group of people at his car lot.

"I want that there car!" One man screamed, prompting a flurry of offers.

Bud called out to his son as he passed. "Ay there son, what's in your jar?"

Gideon turned around and assumed his stage persona. "That's my widdle secret!" He told the crowd, which devolved into coos about his sweetness.

Gideon turned back around and muttered to himself."Mouth-breathin' fools... " He greeted his mother, a gray-haired woman that spent most of her life vacuuming. Gideon slammed the door to his room closed and poured the shrunken children onto his desk. "You three!" He said threateningly as he looked down on them.

"What are you going to do with us?" Mabel asked nervously.

Gideon smiled at her sweetly. "Why Mabel, I wouldn't hurt a hair on your itty-bitty head... if you agree to be my queen!"

That thought strengthened Mabel's resolve. "We live in a democracy! And never!"

"Maybe you'll change your mind after THIS!" Gideon said as he reached down to pick her up.

"No! I will fight you until the day I…" Mabel protested, stopping as she was placed into a bag of gummy koalas. She began to dig in.

Mikey stepped forward and tried to pick a fight with Gideon. "Hey, leave her alone!" He said, daring Gideon to do something with his glare.

Gideon barely noticed as he brushed him to the side. "Oh, poor, foolish Michael. I'll deal with you later." He turned to Dipper. "As for you, boy... Tell me. How exactly did you come upon this magic item? Hmm? Did somebody tell you about it? Did you... READ about it somewhere?" He asked pointedly.

Dipper nervously glanced at the Journal that was still in his jacket. In the same glance, he saw the air horn that was on its side next to him. He had an idea. "Lean closer and I'll tell you!"

"Well don't mind if I…" Gideon did so gladly and then reared back in pain as Dipper set the air horn off directly in his ear. At the same time, Mikey had launched onto Gideon's hand and had managed to pry the flashlight out of his hands and onto the table. Unfortunately, Mikey was flicked back onto the table before Dipper could make his way to the light. "I COULD SQUASH YOU RIGHT NOW!" Gideon screamed at the boys. He took a deep breath and looked into his mirror. "Steel yourself, Gideon. You can use them. You can use them…"

At the Shack, Stan was busy setting up his newest attraction. "Soos! This maze of mirrors is your best idea that I'm taken credit for yet. We're gonna make a fortune!" He took off his fez and looked into one of the mirrors. "Have my ears always been this big?" He asked himself as he looked into the mirror. I phone ringing interrupted his self-inspection. "I'm comin'!"

Soos carefully approached the table Stan had placed the fez and reverently put it on his own head. He looked into the mirror and admired the view. "One day!"

Stan picked the phone up and didn't have time to speak before the other side started. "Stanford Pines, listen to me very closely. I have your niece and nephews. Hand over the deed to the Mystery Shack right now, or great harm will befall them! This is Gideon, by the way." The voice on the other end said threateningly.

Stan chuckled at how badly planned this attempt was. "Oh yeah, this has gotta be your worst plot yet. They're fine. I saw them playing in the yard minutes ago."

Gideon was taken aback by Stan's nonchalance. "I have them in my possession! You don't believe me? I will text you a photo!" He said angrily.

"Text me a photo? Now you're not even speakin' English!" Stan said before he hung up the phone and walked back into the maze.

"Hello? Hello?" Gideon slammed the phone down when he realized Stan had hung up. "Wait. What am I doing? I don't need ransom! I have THIS! I'll shrink Stan and take the Shack for myself!" He turned to the triplets. "You'll be helpless to stop me. And if you step out of line, SMASH!" He said as he crushed his models of the family.

"Gideon! The ice cream truck is here!" Bud called from the living room.

"Oh! Coming!" Gideon said excitedly. Before he let he placed a guinea pig on the table with the kids. "Guard them, Cheekums." He said seriously before he ran out of the room.

"We've gotta get out of here and save Stan!" Dipper said urgently.

Mabel nodded her agreement. "I know!" She placed the remainder of her gummy koala into the front pouch of her sweater. "I will see you later."

Mabel claimed out of the bag and Dipper began to plan. "Okay, how are we going to do this. Gideon's got magic and, like, a zillion inches on us. On the bright side, at least we're finally the same height again." He told Mabel.

"I don't know…" Mikey said as he looked at them critically.

Within moments a ruler had been stood on end for the siblings to measure against. "You're still taller? Arrgh! How did this happen?" Dipper asked frustrated.

"I guess it's another mystery." Mabel said with another shrug

"Just another reason we've gotta get that flashlight back." Dipper said determinedly.

Mabel claimed on top of the guinea pig and tried to spur into action. "Cheekums, to freedom! To freedom! Oh, you're just a big old dummy-dumb!" She said as she lay on top of the animal's back.

Dipper looked around at the items on the desk. His eye rested on a comb that had hairs the size of rope stuck in it."Hmm… maybe we could…" He started to say but was interrupted by Mikey.

"Mabel, do you have your grappling hook?" He asked his sister as he looked at the ground below them.

"Always!" Mabel said as she pulled the tool out of her sweater. Dipper glared at the two of them as they fixed the hook to the table. He grudgingly joined them as they began to slowly lower themselves to the ground. Crossing the floor was a massive undertaking, they were just glad it wasn't carpet. Several minutes later they had arrived at the door to the living room.

Gideon sat in his father's lap as he was spoon-fed ice cream. "Clean me!" He snapped at his father, who wiped his mouth clean with a napkin. He then spoke to his father in a much softer tone. "Father, could you give widdle old me a ride to the Mystery Shack?"

"Oh, I'd love to, sugar pot, but I have a heck of a lot of cars to sell, I do! I do!" Bud said as he began to tickle Gideon.

Gideon fell into uncontrollable gales of laughter, and then he began to panic and slapped his father's hands away. "No, no, NO, DON'T TICKLE MEEEE! NO! NEVER! Never tickle me! What have I told you? What have I told, look at me, what have I told you‽" He asked his dad, clearly furious.

"Ticklin' is no laughing matter." Bud said with a remorseful tone.

"There we go." Gideon said with a stern nod.

Bud turned to his son hopefully. "Do you still need a ride?"

Gideon stood up and walked away. "I'll just take the BUS!" He screamed as he slammed the door closed.

"Precious memories." Bud said wistfully.

Gideon's mom continued to vacuum behind the couch, muttering the whole time. "Just keep vacuuming. Just keep vacuuming…"

Dipper began to run across the room."Come on! We need to get higher." He said.

Mabel nodded "Yeah, especially you, 'cause you're short." she said with a slight chuckle.

Mikey shook his head as they squeezed underneath the door. "Mabel!" He warned, now was not the time. A quick glance around told him there was only one way to go. "Up there." He said, pointing to the dollar sign balloon that floated above the lot. The three quickly located a rope that was attached low enough that they could reach it and began to climb. As small as they were, the ropes were no harder to climb than a normal ramp.

The three looked out and saw Gideon sitting next to Lazy Susan at the bus stop. A bus approached and Gideon climbed aboard while they watched. "He's heading to shrink Stan!" Dipper said worriedly.

Mabel sat down sadly and patted the balloon. "Oh flying discount dollar, if only you could fly us back to the Mystery Shack." leadShe said wistfully.

"Maybe it can." Dipper said thoughtfully as he pulled out a multi-tool and began to cut away the ropes. Mikey joined him with his own knife and within moments the balloon was loose and flying over the road.

The trio rapidly got the hang of using their weight to steer the balloon and began to look for the bus. "Down there!" Mabel said, causing her brothers to push the balloon over the bus.

They fell farther and farther behind, but still managed to land the balloon on top of the totem pole by the time the bus pulled away. "We're just in time, but how are we going to stop him?" Dipper asked his siblings, hoping they had an idea.

"Leave that to Mabel." She said as she saw a wire that led to the Mystery Shack. As Gideon began his approach, Mabel used her sweater to zip line above him

"I'm comin' for ya, Stanford!" Gideon called out gleefully.

Mabel dropped the half a gummy koala she still had into his hair. "I'm sorry, gummy friend."

Dipper and Mikey, who had already moved across to the Shack, comforted her. "It's for the greater good."

Gideon began pulling at his hair in disgust. "Ugh! One of those infernal Gummy Koalas has gotten into my perfect hair. I can't defeat Stan looking like this." He dropped the flashlight onto the ground and began to groom himself in a mirror that had been left outside. The triplets slid down a post and rushed to the light.

Mabel said as she climbed on top. "Quick, get in front and I'll re-grow you."

Dipper nodded and switched the crystal to face the right way. "Okay. Wait, you're gonna grow us back to the same height, right?"

"Now is not the time for this!" Mikey yelled at his brother.

"Oh right, cause I just don't matter at all, do I?"

Mikey stared at Dipper, shocked by the sudden anger. "What is your problem? You've been acting weird all day!"

"Oh, I'm acting weird? You two have been picking on me all day!" DIpper said angrily.

Mabel couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Oh, what? You mean like calling you little…"

Dipper stopped her. "Don't say it!"

Mabel was about to finish, but someone beat her to it. "Little Dipper." Gideon said as he picked the siblings up. "I dare say you would have defeated me, if it wasn't for your sibling bickering!" He picked up the flashlight and kicked the door in. "The Shack is mine, Stanford Pines!" He said, laughing maniacally as he shrunk the man in the fez down.

"Noooo!"

"Well, well, Stanford it appears I finally got the best of…"Gideon said as he approached. He picked the fez up off the ground and prepared to savor the expression on Stan's face. "What‽" He asked as he stared at the shrunken Soos."

"Alright, something's definitely different here…" Soos said as he looked around in confusion.

Gideon snatched the four of them up and dropped them into the jar, shaking it around before he confronted them. "Tell me where Stan is!"

Soos stood up bravely"Never! you'll never find Stan: on the second door to the left down the hall." He kept his serious expression for a few seconds before he processed what he had said. "Wait, why did I say that?" he asked, clearly deeply confused.

"Oh Stanford, I'm coming for ya!" Gideon said giddily.

"I guess I kinda Soosed that one up, didn't I?" Soos said as he sat down next to the kids.

Dipper sighed. "It's not your fault, Soos, I'm the guy who put together that shrinking device." He turned to his siblings, remorsefully. "I'm sorry guys, It's just. You didn't tell me about that amulet until I forced you too…" He trailed off.

Mikey was quick to reassure him. "Hey, Dipper, you know I didn't mean it like that right? I was just trying to look out for you."

"I know, but then Mabel started making fun of me for being short, and I just felt kind of useless. Like you guys didn't need me anymore."

Mabel looked down guiltily. "I'm sorry about making fun of you. I guess it's that, you're like better than me at like everything, and you always rub it in my face... Chess, checkers, ping pong. I guess I finally felt like I was winning at something for once."

Dipper looked at Mabel in surprise, he hadn't meant to rub it in her face, but now that he thought about keeping a tally didn't seem very nice. "Oh man, now I feel like a big jerk."

"Don't you mean a little jerk?" Mabel said with a small smile.

Dipper laughed along with ehr. "Alright I walked into that one. Are we cool?"

"We're cool." Mabel and Mikey said together.

"Am I cool?" Soos asked the siblings.

"You're cool, Soos." Mabel assured him.

"Way cool." Mikey agreed/

"Yes!" Soos said as he pumped his fist.

The three stopped talking as they heard Gideon begin to speak. "Stanford!" He called out as he stepped into the room that contained the mirror maze.

A reflection of Stan faced GIdeon directly. "Oh hi, Gideon, I've been looking for someone to try out my new mirror maze, then again, you're an idiot. That's the end of the sentence." Stan said, before he laughed and ran deeper into the maze.

"You come back here!" Gideon yelled.

"Try and find me, twerp!"

The ones trapped in the jar were stacked on top of each other and strained to get the lid off. With one last mighty push the lid popped off and they climbed out. "Let's get back that flashlight before Gideon gets Stan." Dipper said.

"There it is!" Mikey said as they climbed out of the pocket.

Mabel was entranced as she saw his snow white hair. "Woah! His hair's so shiny!"

"No! Don't look directly at it!" Dipper said as he pulled her away.

Soos climbed onto Gideon's neck and laid down in the fat. "His neck is really squishy! Hey look, I'm making fat angels." He said as he waed his arms and legs.

"Ew! Termites!" Gideon yelled and swatted at his neck, knocking Soos off.

"Tell my storyyyyy!" Soos yelled as he fell. Luckily, he landed in a shag carpet which slowed him enough that he wasn't hurt. Even better for him, he landed next to a chip he had dropped earlier. "Hey, there you are! Thought you could get away from me, eh corn chip?" He said as he took a bite.

Gideon was becoming increasingly frustrated as he chased reflections of Stan. "NO!" He yelled as he brought the light down against one of the mirrors, smashing it.

Stan yelled. "Hey! Watch the merchandise!" Gideon ignored him and smashed every mirror he could reach. Stan stepped out and confronted Gideon angrily. "You little troll! Those mirrors cost me ten, I mean twenty-five, five-hundred. Five-hundred dollars each, and you're paying for all of 'em!"

Gideon giggled at Stan. "Oh contraire. It will be you who pays!"

"Grunkle Stan is doomed!" Mabel said.

"Not completely doomed! To his armpit!" Dipper said as he dived underneath Gideon's shirt.

Mabel shook her head and set her feet, but was dragged along by Mikey. "Come on, do it for Stan!"

Gideon held the light up and threatened Stan with it. "Woah! What is that thing‽" Stan asked as he backed away from the glowing crystal warily.

Gideon began to rant. "Finally after all these years, after every humiliation! Your business, your family, everything will finally be mine! You have no one to protect you now! Prepare for the wrath of Gideon Glee... Gideon Glee…" He finally couldn't continue as the laughter overtook him, almost bringing him to his knees.

"Eh. I don't even know how to respond to this." Stan said as he looked uncomfortably at the collapsed Gideon.

"No! No! stop it!" Gideon screamed at whatever was tickling him.

Stan began to carefully push Gideon out of the room with his foot. "Look um, kid. I think this rivalry thing is getting to you. Ha, I understand. I mean, I'm a formidable foe, what can I say." He took Gideon's silence to mean he had accepted defeat. "Hey now, come on, you'll get me one of these days. Maybe, you know, run your evil plan by some friends next time. Workshop it, but first get your issues in order there." He stopped talking as they reached the gift shop. "Up over the carpet, there we go, around the end table, and out the door." He kicked the plump boy and he rolled off the porch and onto the ground. The kids ran on top of him and jumped off just as they reached the shop, which also happened to be where Gideon lost his grip on the light.

"My light!" Gideon screamed as he realized he no longer had it.

"You're the light of my life too, pal. Whoa, freak show." Stan said as he slammed the door. He walked back into the mirror maze to take stock of the damage.

"After you." Dipper told his siblings.

Mabel waved him off. "It's okay, you can go first if you want to. Woah!" SHe said as she shot up in height. Mikey and Dipper soon followed her. "Hey, you let me keep my extra millimeter!" She said as she looked, very slightly, down at her brother.

"You earned it." Dipper said with a shrug.

"Awww! Thanks! Little brother!"

"Stop it." He said seriously.

Mabel picked the flashlight up and considered it carefully. "Well I guess we should destroy this thing. You know, so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands and junk."

Mikey spoke up before she could take off the crystal. "Are you sure you don't want to hold on to it? It could be really useful, besides don't you want to know how it works?"

"Well…" Dipper said slowly.

A yell from below them interrupted him. "There you dudes are! I've been trying to get your attention." Soos said, pointing to glass that had been arranged to spell "HELP SOOS."

Mikey nodded, pleased. "It's a sign."

"Fine." Dipper said as he grew Soos back up to normal size.

At the Gleeful residence, Bud was trying to comfort Gideon. "Ah, son; don't you mind that Stanford Pines. You'll get your revenge one of these days."

Gideon shook his head, enraged. "Nooo! It's not just about revenge. I want that Shack, the physical. Buildin'."

"But why?" Bud asked.

"Because it holds a secret you couldn't possibly imagine." Gideon said menacingly.

The effect was ruined when Bud help up a spoon. "Sweetie, you want some ice cream?"

"Did you pick out all the nuts?" Gideon asked. When Bud nodded he quickly agreed.

Mikey sat underneath the shadow of the tall walls for several minutes. He enjoyed breaking into places like thi because it always offered a challenge, but waiting for sleeping pills to go to work on guard dogs was definitely his least favorite part. Once he was satisfied he had waited long enough, he carefully scaled the vines that grew on the walls and slipped over, he kept low, even though he knew there was no security, and was pleased to note that two dogs were dozing peacefully several yards away. He made his way across the lawn and then launched a stone against a very specific window. He could see blond hair peek out of the window, and yelled up. "Pacifica!"

The blond hair quickly became a face that was even more confused than before. "Mikey? What are you doing?" She asked him.

"Just a second, move away from the window." He called back as he raised the grappling hook that he had borrowed from Mabel. The hook latched on, and he quickly hauled himself up.

Pacifica was waiting with her arms crossed. "What are you doing?" She asked again.

MIkey offered her a slight smirk. "I did say we would do something soon, right? Well, here I am!" He said as he wound the cord back into the hook. "This also happens to be one of those things that's kind of hard to explain."

That was good enough for Pacifica, she didn't have anything else to do tonight."So, what are we doing?"

"Do you have a bike?" Mikey asked instead of answering.

"Yeah…" Pacifica said slowly.

"Grab it and let's go," Mikey said as he flopped down onto her bed.

Pacifica frowned and sat down next to him. "That might be harder than it sounds…" She said. She quickly explained that most of her larger things were kept locked in a separate garage, and she didn't have the key. Mikey told her that as long as it wasn't electronic it shouldn't be a problem. She raised her eyebrow, but accepted and walked into the hallway, gesturing for him to follow.

"What about your parents?" He asked as they walked. He didn't really care, but he doubted that Pacifica wanted to be caught with him after he broke into their house.

"They're out of town. It's just the servants and me right now, and they don't care what I do." SHe said with a continued to walk in silence, passing no one on the way. When they reached the door to Pacifica's garage, Mikey was pleasantly surprised by the difficulty of the lock, it wasn't often he had to break out the actual picks. Moments later the door was open, and Mikey mockingly bowed Pacifica in.

She seemed to look at him in a different light. "I'm impressed." She said, her question clearly implied.

"When I was younger I was really into magic, I was pretty good at it too. That's where most of this comes from, the scams, pickpocketing, lockpicking, it's all from like two years of wanting to be a magician." MIkey explained as he walked with Pacifica to her bike.

Mikey led her outside to his own bike, and then they were off. "I need to meet someone before we get to the fun part." He explained as he turned down a residential street. They continued to bike for several minutes before they saw a younger kid standing on the side of the street holding a box under his arm. "Hey Gorny." MIkey said as he skidded to a stop in front of him.

"Hello Mr. Pines!" The boy said eagerly as he rushed to meet him.

Mikey smiled at the child's enthusiasm. "Did you get what I needed?"

"Yes suh!" Gorny said as he proudly presented the box.

Mikey smiled at the boy as he took the box. "Good job." He opened the lid making sure everything was in their. "You sure they didn't notice?" He asked. Gorny nodded frantically with the most serious face MIkey had ever seen the boy make. He ruffled Gorny's hair and then pushed off on his bike.

"Bye Mr. Pines!"

Pacifica pulled up next to him and asked with a smirk, "Mr. Pines?"

Mikey shrugged, though a slight blush could be seen in the low light. "He works for me sometimes. He's a good kid." Pacifica smiled at his apparent embarrassment and fell back behind him as they rode. Eventually Mikey had them park their bikes behind a row of hedges in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. Pacifica was about to ask when Mikey held some of the branches apart and motioned for her to walk through she did and found herself in a shadowed corner of a backyard. MIkey followed shortly. "This is Gideon Gleeful's house." He said in a whisper as an explanation.

Pacifica's face scrunched up as though she were trying to remember something. "That sounds familiar."

"He's the towns 'psychic' and he's been after Dipper, Mabel and I all summer. Today he went a little too far, so we," Mikey said, gesturing to the two of them. "are gonna teach him a lesson." Pacifica raised her eyebrows, and watched silently as MIkey pulled a rock out of his pocket, and threw it through the back window.

Moments later a high pitched scream could be heard. "Daddy, get the car!" and seconds after that the squealing of tires.

Pacifica stared at MIkey with wide eyes. "What was that?"

MIkey shrugged, and answered with a slight smirk. "It was a note that said that I set his merchandise on fire. It's stored in that factory on top of the hill, which means we have plenty of time to do our jobs." Pacifica stared at Mikey with an open mouth as she followed through the hedge and back onto the bikes. SHe followed him in silence still processing what was happening. Suddenly he stopped in front of her, and she had to jerk her handles to avoid hitting him. Now they really were nowhere. The closest building was several blocks away, and they stood in the middle of an asphalt parking lot. "This is where he does his shows." MIkey said as he pointed to the large tent set up in the middle.

"What are we doing here?" Pacifica asked, she was starting to understand Mikey's excitement, but she was still worried about getting caught.

Mikey smiled at her as he opened the box, revealing a pack of matches and two cans of light fluid. "We are actually going to light this one up." He said as he handed her one of the cans and walked into the tent.

Pacifica hurried in behind him and tried to get a better explanation. "Why are we doing this, again?

Mikey paused in his pouring and seemed to think for a few seconds. "Well… Gideon deserves it? I don't think we need much more reason than that." He said with a shrug. "Besides, isn't this exciting?"

Pacifica couldn't deny that this was probably the most exciting thing she had done, ever. She returned Mikey's encouraging smile and started to pour out her own fuel. The two cans were enough to go around the tent once, and once they had finished the two of them walked out again. Mikey struck one of the matches and then offered it to Pacifica. "Would you like to do the honors?" Pacifica took the match, but hesitated before making the throw. "If it helps any, Gideon burned my stuff down first." He said with a small smile. Pacifica returned it and threw the match onto the soaked lower material of the tent. The flames quickly grew, climbing upward and following the trail of lighter fluid.

Mikey held his hand up and Pacifica eagerly gave him a high-five, now fully invested. The two raced for the bikes and rode away just in time to hear sirens starting to approach from behind them. They pedaled harder, Pacifica following as Mikey turned just in time to avoid actually being seen by the police. Suddenly, Mikey turned hard into an alley and dropped his bike, Pacifica copied him as he stashed the bike behind a small shed and hid himself within some overgrown hedges.

The sound of crunching gravel came from just outside the alley, and then doors opening and slamming closed. The two kids held their breath as two pairs of boots walked down the alley not two feet in front of them. One of them began to speak. "Well, it looks like we lost 'em." Blubs said as he turned to walk back to the squad car.

"Why would someone do this to Lil' Gideon?" Durland asked, clearly upset.

Blubbs pat him gently on the back. "I don't know, buddy. Come on, let's go to the station and see if we can get you some ice cream." Then, as quickly as they had come, the sheriff and his deputy were gone.

Pacifica was the first one to start laughing, it was a combination of relief and excitement, and it proved to be infectious. Soon, both Mikey and Pacifica were doubled over from laughing. They climbed out of the plants and grabbed their bikes. Pacifica turned to him with a wide smile. "So, you do this often."

"Well, actually this is my first fire, but things like this yeah. Breaking and entering, pickpocketing, it's all just as fun." Mikey said. They both climbed onto their bikes and began to ride away.

Pacifica continued to ride next to him, and asked another question. "So are we doing anything else tonight?"

"I guess not. We could ride around for awhile if you wanted to?" Mikey said with a shrug, looking to her for a decision.

"I think I'd like that." Pacifica said with a small smile.

So that's that. A little bit more Mikey and Pacifica, which I hope you enjoyed, and a change to the season one story that will be significant later on.

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