Chapter 13: Employee Emily
(Emily's P.O.V)
Another day, another time I'm sitting on the floor watching t.v. I never realized that they watched so much t.v in the series. Right now it was a commercial for the snack we were eating right now.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we now return to Cash Wheel! Sponsored by Chipackerz, the chip flavored crackers!" The TV guy said.
"But they taste just like chips!" Mabel said in awe as she ate a cracker. I took my own handful and kept watching.
"Congratulations! You're taking a..."
"Cash shower!" Stan and the game show host exclaimed. The man had money rain down on him. The other two competitors tried to take a few dollars, but the man just slapped and punched them away.
"I like that guy's style." Stan said simply.
"Yeah, these guys seem right up your alley." I commented.
"Mr. Pines! We got tourists at 9 o'clock! A whole busload of 'em!" Soos cried as he ran in. We looked out the window and saw several people get out.
"Welp, it's go time." I said as I got up.
"Hot tamales, it's a jackpot! Soos! Make some new attractions!" Stan ordered.
"You got it boss!" Soos said and glued a wolf head onto a chicken.
"Emily, get to the case register and put extra money in the tip jar so we look like a great company that gets good tips." Stan said and I placed a couple extra dollars in the jar.
"Wendy, mark up those prices! The higher the better!" Stan cried. Wendy just put a 0 behind a $2 price tag.
"Higher! Bleed 'em dry!" Stan ordered. Wendy added another zero.
"Eesh, Grunkle Stan. It's like when you see tourists, all you see are wallets with legs." Dipper said.
"I think he sees that with everyone that comes here, regardless why." I added.
"That's not true." Stan denied and started out the window. I knew he pictured them as wallets, but I just saw them as people.
"Thanks for taking me to the Mystery Shack, daddy!" A boy said happily.
"Ha ha! Now don't spend yourself all in one place." His dad laughed. Another guy stumbled out of the car.
"I'm feeling carsick...Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" He gagged and barfed in the lawn. I grimaced and turned away.
"Clean-up on the front lawn!" Stan said to Dipper, who sighed and took a bucket and mop, before heading outside. Cue theme song!
The Shack was a full house. I handled the customers in the gift shop and tried to convince them to buy our products. I saw a boy outside put a penny in a penny press thing, only to get a note saying 'Thanks for the penny! -Stan'. They boy sighed sadly and walked away. I then ran outside and caught up to him.
"Here." I said and gave him another penny. "Don't tell my boss." I winked, he gave me a smile and ran off. I smirked proudly and walked back inside to see Mabel handing the register.
"Behold! Mystery Shack bumper stickers! You can stick 'em on your bumper, or over your husband's mouth. Am I right, ladies? She knows what I'm talking about!" Mabel announced, waving bumper stickers around.
"Oh! You are bad! How much?" A nice woman asked.
"Hey, it's on the house. That's the Mabel difference! Thanks for visiting!" Mabel said as she handed the woman a number sticker.
"What!?" Mabel and I turned to see Stan, who appeared behind a cardboard cutout of himself.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?" Stan demanded.
"Business! Ching ching ching!" Mabel responded and pressed buttons on the cash register.
"Listen, kid. You don't make money by giving stuff away. You're off of register duty!" Stan said.
"But...but!" Mabel protested.
"No buts except for yours out the door. Now shut your yap and get to work!" Stan ordered.
"Grunkle Stan, whatever happened to 'please' and 'thank your'? Hmm? Oh wait. Here they are!" Mabel pulled out two stickers and stuck them on Stan's face. "Wop, wop!" She beamed.
"Ugh. 'Please' never made me any money, kid." Stan said and put the please sticker on the cash register. "In fact, just saying the word is giving me a burning sensation." Stan shuddered.
"Mabel has a good point. Sure you can't just give stuff away, but you can't be a rude boss either. Manners are important." I suggested. Stan just placed the thank you sticker on Soos' back.
"Grunkle Stan, why do I have to wear this wolf costume? I think I'm getting hookworm." Dipper asked as he came in.
"Yep, gluing dog hair to your body will do that." Stan laughed.
"Okay, why does that sound like a good idea?" I asked.
"Cause it makes money." Stan shrugged.
"You've got all these dumb, fake exhibits in the Shack. Meanwhile, I've seen actual, amazing things in the forest every day! What if you hunted down a real attraction instead of lying to people for a living?" Dipper asked as he took off his wolf ears.
"And you should be nicer to your employees, too!" Mabel added.
"Yeah!" Dipper said and high-fived his twin.
"Look, you guys got a problem with how I run the Shack, take it up with the complaints department." He held up a trash can. "Zing!" Stan laughed.
"I am going to write them such a letter!" Mabel exclaimed and started writing one, making sure to cover up what she was writing from Stan.
Later, everyone was on top of the Shack, wearing jumpsuits, and painting glitter on the sign. It wasn't that bad, except that we didn't have anything to catch us if we fell. I'm not gonna think about that.
"And don't stop 'till you've covered that sign with glitter! Glittery signs attract tourists! Also large birds." Stan called up to us, on cue, a bald eagle flew to Soos and started attacking I quickly got my paint roller.
"Hey, shoo, shoo! Get away!" I barked as Soos screamed.
"Ha ha! That's funny." Stan laughed as he walked in the Shack.
"Okay, is it just me, or is having Grunkle Stan as a boss seriously the worst?" Dipper asked.
"I know, right? Why do we even put up with it?" Wendy agreed.
"Cause we need money. Plus there are some things Stan teaches us that will be useful later in life...hopefully." I deadpanned as I finished the spot I was painting.
"I gave him a suggestion to improve the Shack once. I had this idea where I could be, like, the Mystery Shack mascot: Questiony the Question Mark. I ask people questions, you know. Do the question dance." Soos explained and even got out a picture to show us.
"That sounds amazing!" Mabel beamed.
"Oh, cool!" Wendy nodded.
"Yeah, totally!" Dipper agreed.
"I could see that." I commented.
"Yeah, well...Stan said I couldn't handle it." Soos said sadly, putting the photo away.
"He said what?!" Mabel cried angrily.
"Uh oh, angry Mabel alert." I said. Mabel stormed down from the roof and we were quite for a moment.
"So, should we keep painting or..." Soos asked. We shrugged and kept going. Once we where done I flopped on the couch and sighed heavily. I checked my phone and saw I got a text from Nate.
"Hey, just wondering how you're doing. ;)." I read and smiled and typed a reply.
"I'm fine, thanks for asking. You?" I asked and didn't get a response, which was fine. I then heard a car drive up to the Shack. I walked out to see Stan packing up the Stan-mobile.
"See you in 72 hours! We'll see who makes more money." Stan tossed his fez on Mabel head, before driving away laughing.
"I have a feeling that this is something that could either end really well or really badly." I said as Dipper came out.
"Did you just make a bet with a professional con man?" He asked.
"Oh, come on. Being a better boss than Stan will be a cinch. Profit, here we come!" Mabel exclaimed, holding out the jaw, before it slipped down and shattered.
"You broke the jar."
"We'll get a new one."
"I guess I shouldn't be too worried. I mean, how much money could Stan even make on vacation?" Dipper asked.
"Cough, you're jinxing it, cough." I said, fake coughing, the two just have me a weird look and walked inside. Later, Soos, Wendy, Dipper and I walked into Stan's, now Mabel's office.
"You wanted to see us, Mr. Pines?" Soos asked and Mabel swiveled the chair around, wearing a blue suit and glasses. She scooted towards us, smiling happily.
"Stan is no longer with us." Mabel said simply.
"He's dead? No! It should have been me!" Soos cried and knelt down on the floor, punching it.
"Whoa, Soos! Stan's not dead! He's on vacation for 3 days. We made a bet." Mabel explained and Soos realized his mistake and stood up,
"Thank you for that clarification." Soos mumbled. I gave him a pat.
"Mabel's in charge now!" Our new boss exclaimed happily.
"Are those...shoulder pads?" Dipper asked.
"Uh huuuuuuh!" Mabel shook her shoulder pads happily. "It's just one of the up-to-date managerial tricks I learned from this book I found propping up the kitchen table." She held up a book titled 'Succeeding In Management 1983'. Also drank out of a mug that read '#2 boss'.
"Why does your mug say '#2'?" Dipper asked.
"Because the real #1... is you!" Mabel held up a mirror and we smiled happily.
"Morale!" Soos said in awe.
"This is gonna be a great three days." I said.
"Walk with me. With me as boss you're gonna notice a few changes around here. My job is to help you be your best 'SELVES.' Satisfied, Everyday, Loving Life, Very Much, Everyday, Satisfied. Great listening ears so far!" Mabel stamped a thumbs up sticker on each of us.
"Waddles, hold my calls!" Mabel ordered and I couldn't help but giggle at Waddles chewing on the phone. We walked into the gift shop and Mabel pulled up a chair.
"Alright, people, now rap with me. Wendy and Emily how can I make your work space more Wendy/Emily-friendly?" Mabel asked. She thought for a moment.
"Hmm, well, Stan never lets me, or Emily, hang out with friends at work." Wendy said, gesturing to me.
"Stan ain't here, sisters! Door's open!" Mabel said.
"Sweet!" Wendy and I cried and we gave each other a high-five.
"And Soos, I believe this is yours." Mabel said and pulled out a giant foam question mark from a cabinet. Soos gasped excitedly.
"Questiony the Question Mark!? I wish this was an exclamation point to show how excited I am!" Soos exclaimed happily.
"As for you Dipper..." Mabel held up Dipper's wolf costume and he freaked out, before she shoved it in the shredder. "Die, wolf costume, die! I want you to head into the woods, and don't come back until you found an amazing attraction!" Mabel ordered.
"Finally! It's time to show Stan how a REAL mystery hunter does it!" Dipper ran off, grabbing a flail and opened the window. "Dipper out!" He cried before the weight of the flail caused him to fall out the window.
"Okay, guys! It's time to prove that nice bosses finish first. In the next forty-eight hours, we're gonna fill this jar with six hundred billion dollars!" Mabel said in determination and drew a line on the top.
"Yeah!" Soos and Mabel cried, high-fiving one another.
"Wait. Do you know how money works?" Wendy asked.
"Of course. Waddles, run down to the shop and grab me a latte." Mabel handed Waddles a bill and he ate it. "Whoa! He's a hungry little guy." Mabel said as she fed him more money.
"I'll take that as a no." I said to Wendy. She nodded in agreement.
Well, after a long time of Mabel giving herself thumbs up in a mirror, letting more sunlight in the Shack, drinking milkshakes, and turning a profit graph into a smiley face. (I swear I heard music in the background.) I was hanging out with the Wendy, Nate, Lee, Tambry and Thompson.
The one thing I was trying to do was not cause a huge mess. Cause we all know how that turned out. Honestly I just felt sorry for the poor kid.
"How's my favorite Wendy and Emily?" Mabel asked and I noticed that they were playing with the shrunken head. Uh oh.
"Keep it going!" Wendy cried and it was suddenly heading toward Billy.
"No!" I cried and caught the head before it hit Billy and face planted in the ground with my arms outstretched holding the head. "Ow..."
"Oh, what's this?" Billy asked and I lifted my head up.
"Mystery box, cost $10.99" I deadpanned and Billy happily walked over to his mom. I stood up and put the skull on a table. Mabel then went over to Wendy.
"Wendy, I need you to be more careful around the Shack. Pleeeaaase." Mabel asked and pointed to a sticker.
"Whoa, all this rule stuff's starting to make you sound like Stan." Wendy said. I face palmed.
"What?! No! I'm nothing like Stan! In fact, take the rest of the day off?" Mabel said nervously.
"With full pay?" She asked.
"Of course." Mabel laughed nervously and shifted her suit. Wendy gave a thumbs up before leaving.
"You coming Emily?" Nate asked. I smiled but shook my head.
"Thanks, but I really should help Mabel around here. I don't wanna see her wear a loser shirt all summer." I explained.
"Oh...maybe next time?" Nate suggested.
"Definitely." I nodded and gave him a quick hug, when a familiar headache came back. I did my best to hide it. Once Nate felt I sighed and rubbed my head, (gosh darn it Bill!), before I heard Soos.
"I'M QUESTIONY THE QUESTION MARK!" I turned to see a women scream, which didn't help my headache, and pepper sprayed Soos.
"Aw dude, it stings so bad!" He cried and I ran over to the women.
"Don't spray him, he's and employee!" I exclaimed and knocked the spray out of her hand and helped Soos up.
"Aw dude, I think I'm blind now..." Soos moaned and I saw Mabel give the lady a refund.
"Why don't you go on a soothing nature walk?" Mabel suggested and Soos nodded.
"Yeah, sounds good..." Soos said and stumbled out the door. I took a big breath and let it out. My necklace then started to glow and I quickly turned away from Mabel and covered it. She seemed preoccupied with the next group of people.
"Thanks for shopping with us!" I said for the twentieth time, handing a man his stuff. I kid then begun knocking over a stand of postcards.
"I'll get that! Here you go." Mabel rushed around and pushed the stand up and helped a man with the vending machine. I had to keep working the register, but I was getting a little stressed. There was a huge crowd and I could barley keep up with it.
"Sorry. Have a refund. That's the Mabel difference..." Mabel sighed and slid down behind the desk as Dipper came next to her.
"Well, I just made two people go insane. How about you?" Dipper asked.
"I'm so tired. I gave Wendy the day off so Emily I had to do her job." Mabel explained.
"Well, maybe you need to start being a little bit tougher around here." Dipper suggested.
"Yeah, there's thin line between being a good boss, and being a pushover." I added as I handed a man his stuff.
"No way, that's what Stan would do! I just need to think positive, be friendly, and everything will work out fine." Mabel insisted. Right on cue, the gremloblin burst through the walls, roaring loudly and caused the tourists to run in a panic out of the Shack.
"What? How did he get out of his locked cage!?" Dipper asked horrified as I ducked behind the counter.
"Well...I may have given him the key to his cage so he could have a break." Mabel explained guiltily.
"YOU GAVE HIM A BREAK?!" Dipper exclaimed.
"He's an employee...sort of." Mabel muttered.
"I'm not sure he even knows how long five minutes is." I said peaking out from the counter.
"We've got to round him up. Where's Soos?" Dipper asked.
"He was stressed out so I told him to take a soothing nature walk." Mabel explained. Meanwhile the gremlobin was trashing the place and the television was tossed around and when it landed it switched to the channel playing 'Cash Wheel'.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Stan Pines is poised to become our grand champion! Anything to say to your fans out there?" Rich asked Stan.
"See you tomorrow night, Mabel." Stan said and held up the loser shirt in a taunting manner. The gremloblin threw a Mayan calendar very close to where we were. We quickly ran from under the desk into the have demolished living room. Peaking out again I saw the former attraction place stickers on himself.
"What do we do? He's awarding himself stickers that he didn't even earn!" Mabel cried.
"That is the least of our problems right now." I hissed. Dipper got out Journal 3 and flipped through it.
"Uh, got it! When fighting a gremloblin, use water..." Mabel splashed a cup of water on the beast, causing him to roar in agony.
"...only as a last resort as water will make him much much scarier! AH! Who writes sentences like that!?" Dipper finished. I made a mental note to hold that against a Ford when we met him. Meanwhile, the gremloblin grew spines and breathed fire onto a cuckoo clock that went off.
"It breathes fire? Of course it breathes fire! Why wouldn't it breath fire!?" I exclaimed in annoyance.
"Don't worry, he's gotta leave eventually!" Dipper reasoned.
He didn't leave eventually.
"I'm the singin' salmon spendin' all day jammin.'" Well that songs stuck in my head now. Apparently the gremloblin likes singing fish, who knew? Well, I did being a fan of the show, but that's not important!
"I'm the singin' salmon spendin' all day jammin.'" The fish sang and the gremloblin kept pressing it.
"Ughh, why doesn't he just leave?" Mable groaned.
"Because he has no reason to. Dipper from now on, never bring a creature bigger then the doorway." I deadpanned. As I was talking the gremloblin sniffed the money and started to eat it.
"Our profits!" Mabel exclaimed and rushed over.
"Mabel wait!" Dipper cried.
"Stop, stop!" Mabel pleaded with the monster, but the gremloblin simply snatched her up.
"Hey put her down!" I ordered as Dipper and ran to Mabel.
"Don't look into his evil eye; you'll see your worst nightmare!" Dipper warned.
"I wish we had an evil eye to show him!" Mabel yelled and looked into the monsters eyes. "Oh no! Ahh..." Mabel cried.
"Hey stop!" I cried and, without thinking kicked the gremloblin and he wailed in pain. Then looked at me. Dang it.
"Ahhhhh!" I screamed and I instantly felt a chill run down my spine. Only it felt ten times as worse. Like an electric shock.
I saw darkness at first and then Dipper and Mabel laying limply on the ground. Skin pale and neither were breathing. They were gone. I turned and saw Wendy, Soos, Gideon, Robbie, Pacifica, and Fiddleford trapped in the tapestries as they slowly burned. I tried to run to them but I instead saw Stan and Ford, sprawled on the ground, they were beaten and bruised and looked like they went through so much pain.
"No, no, no...I failed. Everyone is gone because I failed." I murmured, tears welding up in my eyes as I fell to my knees. I was alone again.
"Emily...EMILY!" I gasped and felt like I was pulled out of the whole of darkness. I shot up and saw that the twins were standing over me with a worried look.
"Emily, are you okay?" Dipper asked, holding a mirror in one hand. Guess he used it on the gremloblin.
"Uh, yeah...I'm okay. Are you two alright?" I asked and Mabel wrapped her arms around me.
"Oh Emily, I was so worried! I thought you were going to stay in your worst nightmare!" Mabel cried and I hugged her back.
"I'm okay Mabel really. I'm just glad you guys were able to scare him off." I said as I stood up.
"Yep, guess the guy isn't immune to his own power." Dipper said proudly as he twirled the mirror around. Mabel then looked at the clock.
"Dipper, Emily, it's the third day! We've only got 7 hours to earn back our profits, or I've got to wear that loser shirt all summer!" Mabel exclaimed worriedly.
"Hey guys! Am I nuts, or does this place look different?" Wendy asked as she walked up with Soos. Mabel's eyes lit up.
"Wendy, Soos! Am I glad to see you. We've got a lot of work to do but if we hurry, we can still beat Stan!" Mabel urged.
"Uh, yeah. I've got a little headache, so maybe I should like, not work today." Wendy said as she rubbed her head. Oh how much I just wanted to laugh at that.
"And I actually just met this pack of wolves, and I think they're gonna like, raise me as one of their own, so I should really be at the den right now." Soos said. I face-palmed. These two were digging their own grave.
"But-but..." Mabel stuttered.
"But hey, see ya on Monday." Wendy interrupted and begun to walk out.
"Uh, BT dubs, is anyone gonna eat these?" Soos asked pointing to popsicles that were on the ground. Mabel twitched angrily and the pen in her hand snapped in half.
"ENOUGH! I have HAD IT! I fought a monster to save this business, Emily had a vision of her worst nightmare, and this is how you repay me?! I'm gonna get an ulcer from your lollygagging!" Mabel exclaimed, letting it all out.
"Lollygagging?" Wendy asked.
"Ulcer? You're acting... different." Soos observed.
"You shut your yaps! I've been doing everyone's job while you bums have been bleeding me dry!" Mabel cried out again, stunning both Soos and Wendy.
"But I-" Wendy started.
"No buts except yours on the floor cleaning! Now quit loafing and get to work!" Mabel ordered.
"Yes Mabel." Wendy nodded.
"That's yes, BOSS!" Mabel slammed her hand down, causing Stan's fez to fall on her head and she turned to mirror and gasped.
"Dipper, what have I become?" Mabel asked, horrified.
"What you had to, Mabel. What you had to." Dipper stated simply.
"We've got seven hours to turn this around! Let's go, people!" Mabel exclaimed and held up the jar.
"Now I'm seeing the family resemblance." I laughed then stopped. "Too soon?"
"Nah you're fine." Mabel assured and I gave a thumbs up before running out to help clean up. Later a crane was repairing the totem pole.
"Time is money, hard hat! You got complaints, file them with the complaint department!" Mabel yelled through the megaphone and held up a trash can.
"Ughh, my back." She groaned and saw a tour bus pull up. "Dipper, we've got tourists at 9 o'clock!" Mabel announced.
"But what do I show them? Real magic just freaks people out." Dipper asked.
"Figure something out, knucklehead!" Mabel exclaimed. Dipper then thought for a moment before his eyes lit up.
"Emily, get Soos in the exhibit!" Dipper said.
"On it! Soos!" I called as I ran up to the handyman. We quickly got him in the exhibit and placed him in an area where he was to be displayed. I took a wooden board and wrote 'Question Baby' on it in black marker.
"Ladies and gentle-tourists! This shack is filled with wonders, NEVER before seen by human eyes! Behold, the horrible giant question baby!" Dipper announced as he came in wearing a suit and eyepatch similar to Stan's.
"Am I a man? Am I a baby? These are legitimate questions." Soos said and everyone gasped.
"Have your picture taken with it for a buck. Uh, ten bucks. A hundred bucks!" Dipper said, after adding 2 zeros after a 1. The group was silent for a moment, but then cheered as they waved their money around. Dipper and I gave one another a low high five.
"We put the fun in no refunds!" Dipper waved as the tourist left, carrying a bunch of souvenirs. We then walked inside the gift shop.
"How'd we do?" Dipper asked, ruffling his hair and putting his hat on.
"We filled the whole jar!" Mabel announced happily, holding her prize. We all cheered and began to calculate how much we really made.
"Minus the money to replace all the furniture. And supplies to fix the shack, that leaves us..." Dipper turned to Mabel who held up the jar sadly.
"One dollar."
Stan then opened the Shack door, holding a clock that read zero all the way.
"Tick-tock! Time's up, kids!" Stan smirked.
"Oh no!" Mabel cried as he walked in.
"Nice to see you learned how to dress while I was gone." Stan said to Dipper, earning a glare from him.
"How much did you beat us by?" Mabel asked sadly.
"I won $300,000!" Stan boasted and the twins gasped.
"But..." I said hopefully.
"And then, the final word. Double or nothing. 6 letter word to ask for something politely. I answered 'gimmee' and 'Pabracadabra' both were wrong. Turns out the word was..."
"Please?" Mabel grinned happily, pointing to the sticker on the register.
"Apparently that word can make you money." Stan admitted.
"So, wait. If you lost everything, then that means...Mabel! You won!" Dipper exclaimed.
"We did it!" Everyone but Stan cried in celebration.
"Wait. What did we win again?" Soos asked.
"Well, according to our bet, I guess Mabel's the new boss?" Stan said.
"No! No! Don't do that!" We all pleaded, surrounding a confused Stan.
"Huh? What?" He asked.
"Grunkle Stan, I had no idea how hard it was being boss. This place was cuckoo bananas until I started barking orders at people like you." Mabel explained as she took of the fez and gave it to Stan, who put it on.
"Yeah, well, I got to admit, It's kind of nice to be back, ya know?" Stan said as she gave the twins a hug. I took a quick picture of the moment before he broke the hug.
"Okay, okay, that's enough, get offa me! And Soos, Wendy, Emily; get to work! Ahem. Please. Uhh! Still hurts." Stan ordered and we started to walk out, but I winked at Wendy and we stayed by the door.
"Mabel, didn't your agreement say something about Stan having to do some kind of apology dance if he lost?" Dipper asked. Wendy and I held in laughter.
"N-no. No, it didn't." Stan denied.
"Actually, yeah, I think I have it in my notes here." Mabel said, taking out a notepad.
"No! That never happened!" Stan exclaimed.
"Ha ha! I'll get the camera!" Wendy laughed.
"All right, let me just..." Stan then ran out the front door.
"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel yelled. Wendy and I ran after him and quickly managed to tackle him down.
"Oh...my back...ah, you probably should take me to the hospital..." Stan said in an unconvincing pained voice."
"Nice try, get in the orange suit!" I demanded. Later Stan was standing in front of the camera and in the sparkly orange suit.
"Uh, look, I'm not gonna..."
"Do it!" Mabel cried and he began to sing and the music played.
"I'm Stan and I was wrong. I'm singing the Stan Wrong Song. I shouldn't have taken that chance. Now here's my remorseful dance." Stan sang in a monotone.
"Do the kicks!" Mabel ordered and Stan kicked half-heartedly. "Jazzier!" Gompers then walked over to Stan's fallen fez and started to eat it.
"Hey, gimme that! Ow! My back!" Stan cried as he tried to retrieve his hat.
"What do you think?" Mabel asked Waddles, who oinked in response.
"Take thirty!" Mabel announced in the megaphone and Stan groaned.
I smiled happily, but couldn't help thinking back to the vision the gremloblin gave me. It's right, my greatest fear is that I'll mess up the show somehow and others will pay the price. Well, I'm not gonna let that happen. Vision or no vision, I'm not backing down.
And I don't care what Bill throws at me either.
Author's Note:
I'm back! Did you miss me? Admit it you missed me! Haha, anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Hopefully the next one will be out before October needs, hopefully before. Anyone dressing up as a character from Gravity Falls? Of not what are you dressing up as?
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