A/N: Alright, so here's the deal. It seems that the whole "multiple series" idea is throwing a lot of people off, and ultimately, making these stories harder to follow. So here's what I'm going to do. From now on, everything will be under the original Wolf Among Gravity Falls story. I will finish this arc on both series, but afterwards, it will be solely under the original. Thank you for your patience and support, and I apologize for making things so needlessly complicated.
Dipper and Pacifica slowly backed up, fearful of the ringmaster.
"Valador!" Dipper cried. "What's going on!?"
Valador simply smiled. "Isn't it obvious?" He asked, as he took a step forward, his hand still on the shoulder of Ferdinand, who looked ashamed.
Pacifica lightly shook her head. "Uh, no. Not really."
Valador blinked. "Oh. Let me explain then. Actually, better yet, let's let Ferdinand here explain," he offered, before pushing the young trapeze boy forward.
"It was 1854," he started. "I was just a young boy who loved the circus. One day, I snuck in the back, found that chest-"
"And summoned me..." Valador added, as he wrapped his arms around the child. "I took his soul, and made him a part of my circus act. For decades, we've gone around, taking the souls of anyone who was foolish enough to join with us. Now, we've found another."
Dipper gasped. "Mabel..."
"Mabel will be one of us after tonight. The second she performs, is the second she comes under my control..." Valador threatened. "And now, I'll be able to take you down, and assure that the show will go without a hitch."
Dipper was starting to panic. He was stuck in a trailer with some kind of circus monster, and his minion, while his sister was in danger. He needs to think of a plan!
"mubblebulle," Pacifica suddenly mumbled, not speaking clearly.
Valador raised an eyebrow. "What was that, little girl?" He asked, bending down to get face to face with the blonde. "A plea for mercy, perhaps?"
"Actually, I said you looked thirsty," she answered, pulling a seltzer bottle out from behind her, and spraying the ringmaster in the face.
His head whipped back, as he started sputtering and trying to get the water out of his eyes. Dipper, seeing what the heiress was doing, ran with her past Valador, and out of the trailer.
"That was awesome!" Dipper exclaimed, as the two kids kept running.
"Say how cool I am later!" Pacifica told him. "Keep going!"
Valador eventually recovered, and poked his head out of the trailer, furious. "After them!" He yelled, as his clowns came out of the woodwork, and started giving chase.
"Man I wish Bigby was here!" Dipper said, as they kept getting chased.
Deep in the Oregon wilderness, Soos, tied up, was being carried off by a group of gnomes.
He smiled. "Where are we going dudes?"
"We're going to our home!" One answered. "We're totally not going to eat you or anything."
"Cool!" Soos enthusiastically replied, as the gnomes speedily went to their home.
Behind them, Bigby was sprinting, trying to save his friend. "Get back here!" He cried, following them.
The townsfolk of Gravity Falls were all in the stands, as they were ready to see the performance the circus had promised them. After a few nights of dazzling displays, they wanted desperately to see how the performers would top themselves this time.
Mabel was hiding out of sight, still in her clown makeup, incredibly excited. Today was the day! She would go out there, perform, impress Ferdinand with her AMAZING skills, and they'll live happily ever after. She just has to wait for her cue, and-
"MABEL!" Dipper called, making her turn around.
"Wha-?" She squeaked out, before an arm grabbed her, picking her off her feet. She looked to see Pacifica holding her, as she and Dipper were riding an old fashioned big wheel bike. The bike rode out into the performing area, making the crowd cheer loudly, as Mabel suddenly realized that they were being chased by a bunch of clowns in a clown car.
"Come on you weirdo!" Pacifica exclaimed, as she pulled Mabel up to the rest of them. "We gotta get out of here!"
"Dipper?" Mabel asked. "What's going on?"
Two clowns poked out of the small car, one on each side. They started throwing pies at the bike, as the kids swerved to avoid them. Dipper noticed how they sizzled when they hit the ground.
"Acid pies!?" Dipper exclaimed. "Seriously!?"
"Dipper!" Mabel cried, a pie flying over her head.
"Right. Valador is actually some evil carnival demon that Ferdinand set free over a century ago. Everyone in this circus is under his control, and he tried taking your soul by getting you to perform."
Mabel frowned. "So Ferdinand isn't what I thought he was?"
Pacifica was flabbergasted. "Seriously!? That's what you're getting from this?"
"We deal with weird stuff all the time," Mabel explained. "Guess I have to add his name to the 'Mabel's Failed Romances' chart."
Pacifica then turned towards Dipper. "Is she serious?"
"Yep," he confirmed. "She has a chart. It's hanging over her bed at the Mystery Shack. It's really big, and really sad."
A few pies flew overhead, making the kids scream in panic.
"Where's Bigby when you need him!?" Mabel yelled.
Bigby was pinching the bridge of his nose at the sight in front of him.
"It's cool Bigby," Soos stated, wearing a crown made out of leaves. "The gnomes are just making me their king."
"For the last time, Soos," Bigby sighed, "They aren't making you their king, they're trying to eat you!"
"Oh yeah? Then why did they give me a throne?" Soos asked, a smile on his face.
"That's not a throne, you moron!" The fable growled. "It's a pot of boiling water!"
Soos was, indeed, sitting in a pot of water, placed over a fire, as the water inside started to heat up and bubble. He had his shirt off, as he seemed to be enjoying himself. A few guard gnomes were standing in between the pot and Bigby.
"Really? I just thought it had a hot tub feature. With snacks," he added, as he took one of the many vegetables floating in there with him, a carrot, and took a bite. He scrunched up his face. "Hey, do you think I could get any tastier snacks? Like some toffee peanuts or something?" He asked, making Bigby facepalm.
The trio of kids were still riding as fast as possible away from the clowns, only to have an acid pie hit the big wheel, melting it, and causing the three to fall off the bike as it came apart, with bolts and parts flying everywhere.
In the crowd, Toby Determined was watching the circus, a huge smile on his face. "Boy, this sure is a swell circus!" He happily exclaimed. Suddenly, one of the smaller wheels to the bike struck him in the face. "Ow, my glasses!" He whined, in pain.
Meanwhile, the kids were sprawled out on the dusty floor, as they quickly got back to their feet. When they looked up, they saw the clown car slide nearby, parking. One of the doors open, to have all five clowns come out, standing threateningly in front of them.
The kids heard maniacal laughter, as a cloud of pink smoke suddenly swirled in front of them, fading away to show Valador, laughing hysterically, with a depressed Ferdinand at his side. "Fools!" He gloated. "Did you actually think that you could stop me!? Nothing beats the circus!"
Mabel looked back, to see a man cleaning a cannon. "Except for the circus," she mumbled to herself, as she ran towards it, as Valador was completely oblivious, focusing on Dipper and Pacifica.
"You two have caused enough trouble for me," he said. "I'll be happy to get rid of you in front of an excited crowd, and take your energetic sister as my own."
Craig was the only one who seemed to notice what Mabel was doing, as she shooed off the cannon cleaner, and took his rag. "Uh, boss?" He rasped.
"Not now, Craig!" The ringmaster snapped. "Can't you see I'm taunting children? Now, where were we?"
"No, boss, seriously, you-" Craig tried to warn, only to be cut off by the annoyed squeaks of the rest of the clowns honking their noses.
"You thought you were so clever," Valador continued, "but when it comes down to it, you-"
"HEY VALADOR!"
The ringmaster looked up, to see Mabel standing next to the cannon, her body halfway in. "How's this for a performance?" She asked, as she took the rag she was holing and used it to wipe off her clown makeup. She then sputtered a bit. "Ew, my face is all waxy now." She then went down into the cannon, for it to fire her straight at the circus demon.
She soared right at him, knocking him into the rest of the clowns, making them all fall. When Mabel recovered, she saw that she had Valador's tall top hat sitting on her lap.
With a groan, Valador sat up, to see the girl holding his hat, as she stood up. "NO! Not the hat! Not the source of my pow-I mean, not my most prized article of clothing."
Mabel caught his slip up, as with a smile, she placed the hat on the ground, and stomped on it.
"NOOOOOO!" Valador screamed, as his body slowly turned into glowing dust, disappearing forever.
The clowns behind him seemed relieved, as they also slowly began turning to dust. "Good work, kiddo," Craig said, as the clowns disappeared, giving one final honk of their noses.
"Mabel!"
She turned to see Ferdinand, gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you! Thank you so much! You have freed me! You have freed everyone that evil Valador has captured! All because of you!"
Mabel blushed. "Aw, well, it was nothing," she told, love struck.
"Now, I shall rest easy. Thank you, sweet Mabel," he said, as he leaned in for a kiss. Before he could connect however, he had already turned to dust, leaving Mabel to feel a bit sad, and a bit disappointed.
Dipper walked up to her, and patted her on the back. "You gonna be ok?" He asked.
She nodded. "Yeah. Just weird, ya know? Hey, sorry about everything. I should've listened to you. Again."
Dipper smiled. "Hey, don't worry about it. If you didn't do this stuff, you know how boring my life would be?"
Mabel giggled. "Awkward Sibling Hug?" She asked.
"Awkward Sibling Hug," Dipper confirmed.
The two then wrapped their arms around each other. "Pat pat," they both said, as they both patter each other's back. Pacifica just watched the display in confusion.
"Is this normal for you guys?" The heiress asked.
Dipper laughed slightly. "You have nooo idea."
"Yeah, thank goodness for that," she said, joking slightly. "Do you think the crowd is going to buy that this was part of the show?"
The crowd stared at the floor, a bit confused about what they just witnessed. The crowd then stood up, grumbling at the show, underwhelmed, as they filed out.
Mabel shrugged. "Guess they didn't like it."
Pacifica sighed. "I guess I should head home..." she said, disappointed.
Dipper and Mabel shared a look, before they both smiled. "Hey Pacifica?" Dipper asked. "Wanna come over to the shack and have a movie night?"
Pacifica seemed to perk up. "Uh, yeah, sure. I guess I could 'grace' you with my presence," she told them, in fake snootiness.
Mabel rolled her eyes, before grabbing the blonde's arm, taking her by surprise as she started getting dragged to the Shack. "Come on you. Hey, maybe you could sleepover! We could do each other's hair, and talk about boys, and we could dress Waddles up in outfits!"
Pacifica gave a small smile. "Sounds like fun," she said, as the three left the tent, ready to relax after their long day.