AN: I can't get this idea in my head... and so I put it to writing. Enjoy and please review! I want to know what you guys think!
And disclaimer: Gravity Falls does NOT belong to me; It belongs to Alex Hirsch, who taught me and many others lots of things. Lots and lots of things.
Prolouge
Summer of 2012
Gravity Falls, Oregon
Everything was in chaos.
The medics were busy fussing over them, checking for broken bones and other injuries. He barely noticed that they had already cleaned up the nasty cut on his cheek. He could see his Mom and Dad having a heated argument with the agents, right in front of the Shack, which looked broken beyond repair. But he couldn't care less.
Nothing matters now. Nothing.
"Dipper..."
His twin sister Mabel was just beside him, also being patched up. She was staring at the ruined Shack, dazed. Now people were zooming here and there, apparently trying to pacify them. But Mabel shook her head, showing they're alright. It was clear she wanted to talk to him. The problem is that he really didn't want to talk to her.
"Dipper..."
"Yeah?"
She paused for a moment, then said, "do you think they'll be okay?"
Dipper clenched his fists, trying to stem the sudden surge of rage. He couldn't believe her. After all they'd been through, she was still worried for their stupid Grunkle. It took every ounce of his effort to say, "they'll be fine."
"Waddles too?"
Dipper nodded stiffly. Mabel sighed with relief. "Good. I think I'll have a seizure if he... they... aren't safe.. " Mabel scrutinized his face. "Dipper, you okay? Frowns make you look older, you know."
Just then, Powers and Trigger came marching up to them, closely followed by Mr. and Mrs. Pines.
"We told you," Mabel said angrily, springing to her feet. "He left us here! We don't know where he's going!"
Powers shot a glance at Dipper. Ths boy was relatively silent, and avoided everyone's gaze. It was strange, since he he'd always thought that the kid was too overexcited.
"My twins told you all the information you need, didn't they?" barked Mr. Pines. "For God's sake, they are only children! They have nothing to do with this!"
"They need rest, Officers," Mrs. Pines added in a quivering voice, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief. " This is too much to for two twelve - year olds! We're taking them home."
"Of course," Powers answered. "You have every right, Ma'am. Just... let us ask one more question.."
Mr. Pines swore under his breath. Powers ignored him.
"What went wrong?"
He seemed to have directed this to Dipper himself. Dipper looked up, his eyebrows raised.
"I have no idea," he said coolly. "He turned it on, then it failed. That's for you to find out, right?" Then he stood up and got inside his parents's car, crossing his arms.
It was stupid, he knew, to lie. Of course the portal didn't fail. It brought back the Author, after all. And yet...
And yet...
Dipper expelled a deep breath. He took off his frayed cap, leaned backward and closed his eyes, letting those memories drown him...
"Grunkle Stan, what's-?"
But Stan didn't answer him. He walked past Dipper, got the two jpurnals that were still on the floor along with the rubble, then knelt down and placed his hand on Mabel's shoulder.
"There's no time to explain," Grunkle Stan said quietly. "Stay here until they come for you. You need to go home. This is for your own good." He engulfed Mabel in his arms. Dipper turned beet red.
"I owe you a lot, Mabel."
Then he stood up, nodding at his twin brother. Both of them ran away and left. They just left, and everything he had worked for was gone.. wasted..
He barely opened his eyes when he heard his parents and Mabel getting in. The doors slammed shut, and the rumble of the engine sounded as the car swept away from the place, away from the Shack. Mabel was again next to him, clutching his hand. He can't believe she could be so naive. Now every time he remembers her name, all he can think of is betrayal.
Hatred and betrayal.
The Author was right all along: There is no one you could trust...
Not even your twin sister.
Piedmont, California
2 weeks later...
"Honey, are you sure about this? I mean, I know it's a great opportunity to receive the scholarship from a very good school, but it's so far off-"
"Mom, I told you, I will be fine," Dipper said reassuringly. "This guy has become a man."
It was a raiy Saturday, which signaled the end of summer, and the start of fall. It also meant the start of classes. Yet, even if the weather agreed with all the downtrodden kids, nothing would be able to dampen Dipper's spirit. Today was the day when he would finally go to his new school in Arizona, Frontier Science Academy, one of the most prestigious institutions of learning, where he would be staying in a dormitory. Besides, he didn't think he could last one more day here, with Mabel.
His mom now chuckled, as Dipper did one more check on his bag, to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. Mrs. Pines now crossed the threshold of his room and hugged him.
"We're so proud of you, Dippy," she said fondly. "Forget everything that happened, and start anew, okay?"
Dipper's smile became rather fixed, but she was too busy rubbing her eyes to see it. She let him go, said, "I'll wait for your dad outside," and went out.
"You're going today?"
Dipper wheeled around. Mabel was by the door, shaking her head in disbelief as she surveyed the messy room."You're going today, and no one told me?"
"Do I need to?" Dipper retorted. He heaved his bag, went past Mabel then started going down the stairs. Mabel gaped at his slow descent, confused.
"Dipper, wait!"
Mabel took two steps at a time, then dashed towards the living room, after her brother.
"Dipper, please talk to me!"
"We are talking, Mabel!"
"No, we're not! It's been two weeks, and you never even uttered one stinking word! Why did you even accepted that scholarship in the first place? We were fine with our old school! What matters most is that the Mystery Twins should never be apart, right?"
Dipper put down his bag, then faced her twin. Shadows towered over them, which was caused by that warm fire by the hearth, roaring like the anger inside him. He had enough. He tried to hide it, but he had enough.
"There's no such thing as the Mystery Twins, Mabel."
Mabel looked hurt. "What are you-"
"You chose him didn't you? You trusted a liar over your brother! Do I even need to talk to you?"
Mabel flushed red, understanding him completely. "So you don't trust me any more?" She said quietly, "because I believed Stan was a good guy? I'd never thought you'd stoop this low, Dipper."
There was a nasty silence while the fire crackled merrily.
The honk of a car suddenly sounded, right outside the house. Dipper glared at Mabel, then took his cap off, the one that Grunkle Stan gave to him ages ago.
"I hate you, Mabel," he spat. "I hate you, and I don't want to see you again. Is that an enough answer to your questions?"
Mabel paled and was on the verge of tears. "Dipper-"
"Dipper, dear, your father is here!" their mother called excitedly.
Dipper threw the hat by the hearth with guttering flames, and with one last scathing look, he marched away from her, dragging his bag with him.
Mabel waited until he was out of the house, then got the cap before it caught fire. Mabel gazed at it, tears splashing on her cheeks.
Everything changed since then.
AN: He... he can be... harsh... uh... yeah... heh...
