I'm back! This chapter is a bit shorter then normal, but I hope you'll enjoy it all the same! Reviews:

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Gravity Falls belongs to Alex Hirsch and Nala belongs to me! Onto the story!

Reading

"Speaking"

Thinking / Dreaming

Memories

Nala and Mabel stood on the grass next to Stan, gazing out at the fair that had been constructed over night.

"There she is girls!" Stan announced, gesturing to the fair. "The cheapest fair money can rent. I spared every expense." Nala raised an eyebrow at the statement, but didn't object. After a moment, her eyes darted up as she heard a familiar high pitched scream. Dipper, in what looked like a sky trolley, crashed to the ground, hands gripping the safety bar.

"I think the sky tram is broken," the male twin said shakely. "Also, most of my bones." A worried expression crept onto Nala's face, and the teen immediately walked over to her brother, examining him.

"Does this hurt?" She asked as she gently pressed a red area, and sighed with relief when Dipper shook his head. In a minute, Nala stood up, glaring at Stan.

"You're fine bro," the older sister said, but her gaze didn't move from Stan. Stan glared back for a minute, before giving up and looking away.

"All right, alright. I've got a job for you three," Stan began, pulling out a stack of papers. "I printed up a bunch of fake safety inspection certificates. Go slap one on anything that looks like a lawsuit." He handed a few papers to each of the siblings. Nala took her papers with a wary look on her face, but didn't protest.

"Is this legal?" Mabel asked. Stan seemed to consider the question, but Nala spoke up before he could answer.

"No Mabel," the teen said. "No it is not." Stan smiled and ruffled Nala's hair.

"Your sister's right kid," Stan began, "but when there's no cops around, anything's legal! Soos, how's that dunk tank coming along?" Stan walked off, heading toward the dunk tank. Nala quickly followed, smirking as she noticed Soos using a blow torch on the target.

"Almost ready to go, Mr. Pines," the handyman reported, as Nala knocked on the target. When it didn't move, Nala proceed to throw her whole body weight against it. Nothing. Stan laughed at his niece's actions.

"Ha, you've got it rigged from here to Timbuktu!" Stan cried gleefully. "There's nothing on Earth that could knock me down!"

"Yeah, except for like a futuristic laser arm cannon," Soos added, but Stan waved him off, already digging through his tool box.

"Hey, you haven't seen my red screwdriver, have ya?" Stan asked, tossing Nala a wrench. "Darn thing went missing." Nala examined the tool she had been given, before tucking it into her belt next to her taser.

"Maybe some magical creature or paranormal thing-um took it," Soos suggested, but Stan shot his theory down, saying, "Oi! You've been spending too much time with those kids." Nala rolled her eyes and walked away, avoiding the hammer Stan tossed on the ground in search for his screwdriver. As the teen walked by the portable toilets in search of her siblings, she paused as she heard someone talking.

"The mission is proceeding as planned. Over." Nala wrinkled her brow and carefully stepped toward the blocks of plastic, eyes narrowed. Suddenly, chills racked her spine as she felt something slip past her. The teen inhaled sharply as she crumpled to her knees, gasping for breath. She stayed in that position for a moment, trying to slow her breathing. It took her a moment to accomplish this, but eventually she did. Once her heart rate had returned to normal, Nala pushed herself to her feet, hesitantly taking a step. After she was sure that her legs would hold her, she broke into a run, heading for the Mystery Shack.

Nala flung the door open and bolted inside, heading to the bathroom. Slamming the door behind her, the teen barely made it to the toilet before her stomach emptied itself. She stayed there as she threw up, clutching the white bowl as though it would keep her anchored. When she stood up, her foggy mind made it hard to maneuver. She managed to make it to the bedroom she shared with her siblings, but decided not to risk climbing up to her hammock. Instead, she collapsed on Mabel's bed, clutching her sister's pillow to her stomach.

The teen curled up into a ball, trying to make herself as small as possible. Around her neck, her newly gained golden locket gleamed as Nala fiddled with it, twining the chain around her fingers. After a moment, Nala's eyes fell shut and she slipped into a deep sleep. Her rest was anything but peaceful though.

Nala's eyes fluttered open, taking in her surroundings. She was perched on a branch of a giant tree. The tree was decorated with moss and leaves of all different colors. Areas appeared to be spring, winter, fall, and even summer. A few areas were even covered with frost. The branches stretched out over the void below, which was covered by fog. Nala couldn't see where the tree ended, or where it began.

Cracks in the bark were glowing, which prompted Nala's curiosity. Hesitantly, she stood up and walked along the branch, arms held out for balance. When she reached the trunk, she leaned forward and pressed her eye against the bark, taking in what lay behind it. A small girl with locks of golden hair tumbling down her back sat on a swing, gazing at a white fence. She wore striped leggings and a grey shirt that hung off her shoulders and went down to her knees. Her feet were bare.

With a gasp, Nala pushed herself away from the tree, trying to slow her heart rate. She remembered that day, the day when she learned that she had siblings. Does this...does this tree hold my memories? Nala wondered. It certainly made sense, if she was inside of her mind and not just in an ordinary dream. As she stepped away from the tree, a shiver went up her spine. It gave her the strangest feeling that she was being watched.

At that realization, Nala's eyes flew open, and not just in the dream. In the waking world, her dream was already slipping away, but she reached out, managing to keep a few pieces of the dream with her. Even so, all she remembered was a tree, and a feeling of finally being home.

"It's 12 o' clock! The Dunk Tank is now open!" Nala winced as she heard Stan's voice echo through the room, fully waking her up. With a groan, she forced herself to climb out of her sister's bed and stand on her own legs. Nala made a face as she examined the messy pile of blankets she had twisted around herself while she slept, but she wasn't really in the mood to make the bed. The teen started to walk to the door, then, on a spur of the moment decision, quickly swapped her mint green shirt for a white tank top and jean vest.

Nala walked outside and immediately spotted Dipper and Wendy eating the question mark shaped corn dogs. The teen smiled and walked over to her friend and sibling. When she reached them, she ruffled Dipper's hair, then knocked Wendy's hat over her forehead. Wendy made a unhappy noise as she pushed it back into place, dropping some mustard on her sleeve in the process.

"Aww, boo," Wendy moaned as she examined the stain on her sleeve. The redhead shot a glare at Nala before saying, "I'll be right back." With that, the teen turned and walked away, making a rude gesture at Nala over her shoulder. Nala stopped laughing just in time to hear Dipper whisper, "I love you."

"Look at you two! Getting all romantic at the fair!" Nala jumped a foot as she heard her sister's voice.

"Eh, it's no big deal," Dipper said, trying to brush Mabel off.

"Yeah, it is," Nala said, gesturing after her friend. "You've been pining after her all summer!"

"Okay, you're right, it is!" Dipper admitted. "Isn't this amazing? I just dove in! I said, "Hey! You wanna hang out at the fair?" And you know what she said?" Nala shrugged, not willing to admit that she had been watching her sibling the whole time.

"'Yeah, I guess so!'" Dipper revealed, "It totally worked! All your advice about just going for it, it's finally paying off!" Nala giggled and reached over to Mabel, plucking some cotton candy off one of the ones the girl held. Mabel glared at Nala, but didn't make a move to stop her.

"When are you gonna learn, Dipper? I'm always right about everything!" Mabel insisted, ignoring Nala's noise of disbelief. "Hey, do you smell a gallon of body spray?" Nala glanced up and wrinkled her nose when she saw Robbie walking toward them, his normal sulk on his face.

"Hey, have either of you dorks seen Wendy around?" Robbie asked, but his gaze was on Nala.

"Who wants to know?" Dipper asked, not exactly liking the way Robbie was looking at his older sister.

"Yeah, I got some new super tight jeans," Robbie said, bending his leg slightly. "Thought she might want to check 'em out." Nala smiled sweetly, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Yeah! You know, I think I saw her in the Bottomless Pit," Dipper said before Nala could speak. That was probably good, as Nala's prepared retort was not very polite. "You should really go jump in there." Robbie glared at Dipper.

" Maybe I will, smart guy," Robbie said as he walked away, knocking Dipper's hat off in the process.

"Jerk," Nala muttered, not expecting her siblings to hear her.

"Yeah, but he's a jerk with tight pants and a guitar," Dipper fretted. "I need to keep him away from Wendy at all costs!" Nala rolled her eyes.

"Dipper," the teen began, "Wendy would never willingly fall for that guy." Her brother ignored her, instead watching as his twin bolted off.

"Where's she going?" Nala asked.

"To win a pig." Nala decided not to ask about this. Her eyes darted up and her face lit up as she spotted one of her favorite games. A dart game. Dipper followed her gaze and laughed as he spotted the booth.

"Go ahead Nala," he said. "I'll win over Wendy. Just come find me when you're done!" Nala gave her brother a thankful smile before darting over to the game. She handed the carney a handful of dollar bills and received a bundle of darts. Without waiting for the carney to explain the game, Nala tossed the first one, making a face as she missed. After a couple of tries, she managed to pop several balloons, earning her whatever stuffed animal she wanted.

"What'll it be?" The carney asked, gesturing to stuffed animals hanging from the roof of the booth. Nala stared at them for a moment before her gaze landed on a stuffed lion. The lion was huge, about the size of a five year old child.

With a grin, Nala pointed to the lion. The carney unhooked it and handed it to the teen, who immediately squished it in a hug. Nala walked away clutching the lion and only walked a few steps before breaking into a run. I can't wait to show Mabel and Dipper. When she spotted a glimpse of red hair, she bolted towards it, only to freeze in shock when she saw Robbie holding a snow cone to Wendy's swollen eye.

"Just ease your eyeball into that freezy cone," Robbie was saying, his voice a comforting purr. Wendy gave the teen a grateful smile.

"Robbie, thanks. That's really sweet. The gesture, and the flavored syrup," she said, giggling slightly at her words.

"Yeah, I was just here at the right place at the right time." Robbie shifted from foot to foot, looking incredibly nervous all of a sudden. "Y'know, I've been meaning to ask you.. we've been spending a lot of time together and I was wondering if, maybe, you want to go out with me?" A momentraily look of panic came over Wendy's face as she considered this new choice. Nala rolled her eyes as a devilish idea came to mind. Before she could stop herself, she wolf whistled at them and stuck her tongue out when Wendy turned to glare at her.

"Yeah, I guess so," Wendy said when she turned back to Robbie.

"Sweet!" Robbie cried, leading Wendy toward a ride called Tunnel of Love and Corndogs. As Wendy glanced over her shoulder, Nala gave Wendy a thumbs up and a smile. Wendy made a barfing motion, but quickly stopped before Robbie could see her.

When Nala turned around, she saw Mabel clutching a pet pig and comforting Dipper, who was staring after Wendy with a depressed look on his face. Ohhh…

(Time-Skip)

Nala had been searching the fair for her siblings, but she hadn't seen them since Robbie walked off with Wendy. As she walked through the fair, a strange twist went through her stomach. She felt bile rising in her throat and barely made it into the forest before she was uphending the contents of her stomach for the second time that day. What is wrong with me!?

When she finally had enough courage to stand up, what she saw wasn't what she expected. The green and brown of the forest were swirling in front of her, joining together to create a colorful kaleidoscope of colors. Nala stared at it for a moment before collapsing as her world faded into black.

There we go! I'm sorry for the short chapter, but I felt like this was a good place to end off. What's happening to Nala? Please review! It keeps me motivated.

-Hourglass