Chapter 26: Special Chapter! Yay!
(Third Person)
You are wandering around a strange hallway, several doors on each side. Every door has a different label on them, but it's hard to make out. You've tried to open several doors, but all were locked. You stop at one in particular that seems to stand out. On the gold label it reads: Angelwings2002. You reach out and turn the knob, realizing that it's unlocked, and opens it to find a girl writing at a desk. She's wearing a blue shirt with a white skirt and has a pendant with a blue pearl and angel wings on it. She then looks up from her work and turns towards you.
"Oh! Hi, didn't realize that it was that chapter! Don't be shy, come on in!" She gestured and you walk in, closing the door behind you.
"I'm Angelwings2002, but please call me A.W or just Angelwings. The '2002' part is honestly just for show. Anyway, welcome to my work place! This is where I work on several of my stories." She explained and you turned to a shelf and reached you hand out to grab and book but Angelwings quickly stood in front of you.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sorry, but I can't have you looking at those. Those are my future plans, the stories that I haven't fully written yet." She explained and pointed to another shelf.
"These are my complete stories, Angela's Story, School Escape, Hidden Hero, etc. I have a place for Emerald Vs Gold, but as of when this chapter is posted, it's not quite done yet." Angelwings then turned back at you.
"Okay, okay, I know. I'm getting off topic. You've probably already guessed that this would be the story where Stan would tell three tales to 'Sell his Merchandise'. I'm sorry to say that Emily will only appear in two of them." She explained and quickly reached her arms up.
"Before you hate me, you must understand that the one she doesn't appear in is simply made for the twins...and Waddles. I just couldn't see her fitting in to that specific story." Angelwings then grabbed a book labeled, Emerald Vs. Gold and opened it.
"As you can see I'll be taking the place of Stan in this chapter, and now that that's out of the way, let's start out with non other than...'Hands Off!' No seriously, hands off, that is not ready." The author glared and snatched a book labeled 'DRHSVH, XFIHVH, ZMW OLEV' from your hand.
"Haha! Gotcha! I know most of you wouldn't take one of my works! But if I find out that you've taken that title I will NOT be happy." She laughed and cleared her throat as she opened the book.
"Okay, Hands Off!...and cue theme song as well."
(Emily's P.O.V)
"Swap meet, swap meet, swap meet! Look at all these priceless treasures! Bobbly heads!" Mabel cheered happily and rushed over to some bobble heads and flicked them.
"They agree with everything I say." She smiled.
"Professor glasses! They make me look like a genius!" Dipper said proudly before walking straight into the rack that was full of them and I turned to Lazy Susan's stand.
"Baby parts, giving me nightmares since I ever laid eyes on them." I commented sarcastically, before shuddering, and Stan then noticed the Hand Witch's stand.
"Look at these faux-gold beauties! They're mob boss quality!" He grinned happily, before seeing the dark glare of the Hand Witch and turned to us.
"Okay, kids. Prepare to watch the delicate art of the deal." He whispered.
"And screwing up in, 3...2..."
"Hey Hagface! How much for the junk watches?" Stan asked rudely.
"There it is!" I said, snapping my fingers.
"They are not for sale! NOT FOR YOU, STAN PINES! THE WIND WHISPERS YOUR NAME!" The witch cried and as the wind blew we heard Tyler's wind chimes.
"Shush, you guys!" He said urgently and we turned back to Stan and the witch.
"Alright, I get it, you're creepy. Anyway, less talky, more watchy." Stan said and put money down, grabbed a watch, only to have his hand grabbed.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY WAAATCHH!" She cried, eyes starting to glow.
"AAAH! YEESH! Freak show!" He huffed as he pulled his hand away and we all walked away.
"Wow. Someone needs to work on their social skills." Mabel commented.
"And their observation skills. BOOM! Good job, heisting hands." Stan exclaimed happily and kissed his hand.
"Grunkle Stan, are you seriously shoplifting from a witch? That sounded like a curse." Dipper said worriedly.
"That sounded like a curse!" Stan mocked and gestured to Dipper and addressed the town.
"Hey, anyone want to buy a wet blanket? We got a wet blanket for sale!" Stan exclaimed. Everyone laughed and I face-palmed and groaned softly to myself.
"I can't survive in this market..." Toby sighed from his stand and we all walked home. The next morning I was sitting at the table with the twins. I was staring at my phone when Stan walked up to us with the mitts over his arms as he carried a pan.
"Alright kiddos, breakfast time. Prepare your mouths for-" Stan was cut off by the pan slipping and revealed that he had missing hands, causing Waddles to run and Mabel to scream in horror.
"NO HANDS! GRUNKLE STAN! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HANDS?" She cried in horror.
"So I might have got cursed a little. But the watch looks nice, right?" Stan said, admiring the watch.
"Yes, because that completely covers up the fact that your hands are completely torn off!" I exclaimed, slamming my hands on the table.
"Eh, I'll get used to it." Stan shrugged and the hand witch appeared on the watch.
"Foolish man! Thieving hands find wicked face! You must return what isn't yours..." Stan muffled her out by putting the mitt back on his hand using his mouth.
"That's better." He smiled in satisfaction.
"I told you, Grunkle Stan. You gotta give that watch back and apologize." Dipper insisted.
"What? That old crone should apologize to me for denying my right to buy cheap junk. I don't need hands. I've got self-respect!" Stan huffed and slapped a dork causing bacon to fling into his face.
"Mabel, sweetie, will you make your uncle some hands?" He asked.
"Of course!" Mabel cheered happily and rushed upstairs to get her supplies. Eventually the hands were finished and Mabel put the pink plastic cups with forks taped onto them on Stan.
"Lalala...Hands makeover!" Mabel exclaimed throwing glitter on them. "Say hello to you new hands! In quotes."
"Yeah, these won't last a day." I muttered as Stan ruffled Mabel's head.
"Nice work kid!" He thanked, pulling out some hair out. "See, hands are overrated. I'm ready to take on the day." Stan proclaimed.
"You literally just pulled out her hair, like I said, not gonna last a day." I commented. Stan just huffed in annoyance and Lazy Susan then walk by us.
"Ma'am." Stan greeted, lifting his hat and caused Lazy Susan to scream at the fact that Stab's hands where falling apart. It only went down hill from there.
At the bowling alley Stan tried to use a ball, but it ended up tripping the women behind him and she threw up her bowling ball, causing it to crash in the t.v. We left quickly later that before anyone could blame use for the damage. Later we went to the market and Jimmy came over to us excited.
"Hey, Mr. Pines. Should we play 'Toss me a dozen eggs' like we always do?" He asked.
"No, Jimmy, wait, not today!" Stan cried and Jimmy three the eggs anyway.
"NOT TODAAAY!" Stan exclaimed, now pelted with eggs. I had reached out my hand and caught one of the eggs.
"Hey, look at that, I caught one." I said in amusement.
"Well good for you." Stan grumbled. Dipper and Mabel walked over to him with a glare and he sighed. "Let's find that witch."
"Great, let's go." I said and, before I knew it, we ended up walking towards a cave.
"According to the Swap Meet pamphlet, the Hand Witch lives in a horrible Hand Witch lair, on Hand Witch Mountain." Mabel explained as we walked up to the cave.
"Stop saying Hand Witch." Stan said and we entered the cave.
"You figured that someone who sells gold watches would afford a nicer place." I commented as we walked through the cave.
"Grunkle Stan, did you just tap my shoulder?" Mabel suddenly asked.
"Kid, I can't tap anything." Stan said and gestured with his arms that had flashlights tapped to them.
"Then was it Emily?" Mabel asked.
"No...it wasn't me." I said.
"Guys, can you stop tapping both my shoulders?" Dipper asked.
"I told you, it wasn't us...WAH! Okay, something slapped the back of my head!" I cried and Stan pointed the flashlight up revealing the disembodied hands crawling above us.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" We exclaimed and stared running away as the hands attacked.
"Hands! Lots of hands!" Stan cried.
Dipper punched several of them before one hand got him on the face. Stan was getting slapped repeatedly and Mabel was playing rock paper scissors. She lost with paper and ran off. I, however, was getting several hand crawling all over me and was brushing them off, but they kept coming and eventually pinned me down.
"Look at this... touching scene! Up top!" The Hand Witch laughed riding a hand throne, and high-fived one of her hands. "You guys... you guys get me."
"Alright, you horrible wench. You got me. Stealing is wrong, et cetera." Stan said shaking the watch out of sleeve. "Take it. Now can I have my hands back? I have a certain gesture I'd like to share with you." He added.
"No you don't." I muttered through my gritted teeth.
"Alas, your hands cannot be gotten so easily. The spirits say... ummm... that the curse can only be broken, by a kissss..." The Witch explained as she put the watch away.
"What!?" We all exclaimed and Stan sighed, then stood up.
"It's alright, kids. Just look away." He said and walked over to the Hand Witch and placed a kiss on her hand.
"A KISS ON THE LIIIIPPSS!" She exclaimed and pointed to her mouth as I gagged.
"What? Forget it! I'm not kissing any of that mess! I don't need my hands that bad!" Stan cried in horror.
"Yeah, you're just making stuff up now." Dipper accused.
"Let's go kids." Stan said and started to leave.
"Music to my ears." I muttered and tried to stand up.
"NO, WAIT DON'T GO! Ehh- you're right, you're right. I-I-I was just making all of that stuff up. I-I was just trying to get something going, you know? It's so hard to meet people these days..." The Hand Witch explained and snapped her fingers causing the hands to let us go, and braid Mabel's hair.
"So this was all just a ploy to get a date?" Dipper asked.
"I'M DESPERATE, OKAY? But every time I bring someone back here without keeping their hands hostage, they just run away." The Hand Witch said sadly.
"Well, yeah, look at this horror show! It's creepy even for a cave." Stan said.
"Yeah, he's got a point creepy caves aren't known to be inviting." I added.
"You just need to redecorate! For example:..." Mabel then grabbed several hands and presented her creation. "A Handalabra!" I tried not to shudder as hands crawled over her.
"OOOH! THE HAND WITCH LIKES."
"Then watch me work. HOME MAKEOVER!" Mabel exclaimed tossing hands in the air.
"Redecorate! Brand new you! Shake it around! You gotta do it to make it work!" Mabel had cried through the 'montage' as she painted, Dipper hung up some paintings, Stan hammered some curtains and I got some furniture and placed it around the cave. Finally we were all done and we about to show the Hand Witch.
"Okay, time to take a look at your fantastic new cave." Mabel said, leading the Hand Witch to the cave entrance as some hands spewed out rose petals. The Hand Witch then had her eyes uncovered and gasped.
"Men will definitely tolerate you, now. And I left a book of pick up lines on the end table." Mabel added.
"AAAAAGH! OH MY GOODNESS, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS THE SAME CAVE, OH MY GOODNESS. I just can't find the words..." Hand Witch said in amazement.
"How about 'Here's your hands back'?" Stan asked holding his arms out.
"Oh, right." She snapped her hands and out popped Stan's two hands which crawled on Stan for a moment before the reattached themselves.
"Shakey! Scratchy! I've missed you, old rascals. You're all right, sister." Stan said and several hands gave thumbs up and I laughed.
"Will you be my boyfriend now?"
"Nope. Never."
We all then said our goodbyes after the awkward silence and walked down the cave pathway.
"Well. I learned nothing." Stan said simply and I rolled my eyes.
"How about, don't steal things from creepy people that could take your hands away?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's seems right." Dipper nodded.
"I can live with that." Mabel added and we all laughed as we headed back to the Shack.
(Third Person)
"And so ends a shot chapter." Angelwings sighed happily as she turned the page of the book.
"Huh now it looks like I'm supposed to share fun facts about E. v. G...alrighty then hmm where to begin." Angelwings thought to herself and looked at you.
"Well, time to start a slideshow!" She said and stood up from her chair and pulled down a projector screen and pulled out a clicker and started flipping through slides.
"Okay, fun facts screen...fun facts...there we go! Now, first fun fact is that my character Emily wasn't originally going to be a Gravity Falls character. I originally came up with her for a Transformers Robots in Disguise. I scrapped the idea after I lost interest in the series." Angelwings explained.
"I did make a few changes. Originally Emily was going to be in a wheelchair and wouldn't know about the show being...well a show. I'm glad I made certain changes to her character." She said and sighed happily then lifted the projector screen up and picked the book back up.
"Okay, I've kept you guys waiting long enough. Now we go to...Claymation!" Angelwings announced and cleared her throat.
(Emily's P.O.V)
End. Me. Now. We've been watching this...so called movie. And it's been torture! Iv tried so hard to keep on a happy face, but that is like trying to eat with your eyes like Bill! Impossible and painful. (Seriously, don't do it, that would severely damage your optic nerve.)
"You did it Shimmery Twinkleheart!"
"No, you did it, Cinnamon..."
"...because you believed in yourself." Mabel and the plastic star said unison.
"Uhhh..." Stan and Soos groaned.
"Everything about this is bad." Dipper deadpanned.
"This makes me want to throw up glitter." I added, hitting myself with a pillow.
"Well, that just put me 90 minutes closer to death. It's time you kids learned to watch the classics from my day." Stan said and held up a movie.
"Ooo, old people movies. Get ready for references we don't understand, and words we can't repeat." Mabel said.
"On that note, if any of you do curse I will not hesitate to feed you soap." I said simply as Stan out the movie in and the title 'The Voyages of Loinclothiclese' appeared and the scene shifted to who I assumed was Lionclothiclese approached the cyclops.
"You're no match for Loinclothiclese! I've come for the golden pants!" The guy cried as the cyclops turned to the camera and roared. Mabel had a terrified expression before she screamed and ran off.
"Oh no. Mabel!" Dipper cried.
"Well. Your sister's broken." Stan deadpanned.
"Oh, Grunkle Stan, I should have told you before. Mabel has a childhood terror of old-timey stop-motion animation. It's like her number one fear since we were kids." Dipper explained.
"Geez, did you guys watch Coraline of something?" I muttered.
"Heh heh. Come on, those hogey old things? How scared could she be?" Stan asked.
"Well...let's just say there's a reason she created sweater town." Dipper explained and we walked over the closet. Hearing Mabel from the inside.
"The cyclops! His face is made of nightmares!" She said and we opened the door to see her in a laundry basket filled with sweaters.
"Kid, it's just a movie, it can't hurt you!" Stan assured her.
"No talking. They wait for you to talk and then crawl inside your mouth!" Mabel cried and covered herself with a sweater. Completely covering her up.
"Why did you have to show her that tape?" Dipper asked in annoyance.
"To be fair, Stan had no clue Mabel was afraid of that kind of thing." I added.
"There's got to be a way to get her over this!" Stan said then flipped the back of the tape and saw the picture of Harry Claymore. "Huh..."
"Don't tell me, we're going on a field trip." I sighed.
Not too long later, somehow, we all made it to the gates of Harry Claymore's workplace. Mabel was still in the laundry basket however.
"Alright. If we can just get the director to show her the models are fake, maybe she'll finally calm down." Stan explained.
"That's...not the worst idea ever." I said in surprised voice.
"I don't know, dude. According to the Internet, special effects genius Harry Claymore is some kind of recluse." Soos explained scrolling through his phone.
"The man wants his privacy. I can respect that." Stan said and immediately swung a rope and a grappling hook over the gate. "Well, everyone over the fence."
"Um, how are we gonna get Mabel over the gate?" I asked.
"Like this." Stan said and tossed the basket up and it landed in the other side. I'm not questioning it.
Once we made it to the other side of the gate, Soos picked up the laundry basket and we started walking to the entrance.
"You see, Mabel, those monsters are just clay models moved around one frame at a time, by an antisocial shut-in." Stan explained.
"Those people are called animators." Soos added and I laughed.
"Hello? Mr. Claymore?" Dipper called as we walked inside.
"We wanna get a look at your figurines!" Stan added.
"We're not paparazzi!" Soos said before snapping pictures on his phone.
"Are you home?" I added as we looked around. Man this place was creepy.
"Aha!" Dipper exclaimed and picked up a mini gorilla figurine and walked back to Mabel. "See, Mabel? It's all just special effects. You can come out."
"NO."
"Kid, listen to me. For the last time, there is nothing here to be afraid..." Stan was cut off by the Clay cyclops roaring.
"...you were saying?" I asked as we backed away screaming, and Soos dropped the laundry basket with Mabel in it. The cyclops The started swiping at us, causing us to duck.
"It's slowly...swiping at us!" Stan cried as we ducked down again.
"Let's escape by standing still!" Soos said only for the cyclops to pick him up. "Ah! It didn't work!"
Stan was then grabbed by the cyclops and several skeletons appeared around Dipper and me causing us to scream and we ran, though Dipper ended up tripping over the basket. Mabel tumbled out and a skeleton trapped her head causing her to scream and rushed over to the stairs as I tried to punch the skeletons only to get grabbed by two as they held my arms.
"Ah come on!" I groaned as the put all of us besides Mabel into clay.
"Ah! How is this happening? What do they want?" Dipper asked fearfully.
"I'm afraid they want you." We turned to see Harry Claymore tied up and looking at us sadly.
"Harry Claymore! Master of special effects! Circa-1970's-something." Stan gasped.
"Alas, my effects are more special than you know." Harry admitted.
"What? But how are these things real? What about stop motion?" Dipper asked.
"What? You really believe someone moves these figures one frame at a time? I'm not a masochist! I use black magic to make them animate themselves. It was great at first, but one day...computer animation came along, everyone said it was even better then stop motion. Now that they were out of work, they went mad and enslaved me! And now they will turn you into unholy beasts clay to join in their mischeif!" Harry explained and I groaned.
"Okay buddy you used BLACK MAGIC on these guys, this is on you." I said.
"Huh, Mr. Pines. At least you finally get to work with your favorite director. And by work, I mean suffocate inside a big wad of clay!" Soos said and more clay was stuffed in him. We did our best to call for help, but the only other person was Mabel. Who should showing up right about...
"Hey, One-Eyeclopses! Yeah, I'm talking to you, dumb-dumb! Come at me! WOOAAAAA!" There she is! I couldn't see very well, but I knew Mabel had dove into the cyclops' stomach and crawled up to its shoulder and burst out.
"Wipe that face off your face!" She cried and proceeded to wipe the cyclops' face and started to mold it in her own way. "Oh, I've got big plans for you."
Yeah, I really wish I could see how she molded a giant Star our of a cyclops, but I won't question it.
"Hey, skeleton dorks! IT'S CLAYBACK TIME!" She exclaimed and Shimmery Twinkleheart started falling down on several skeletons.
"Dude, you conquered your fear!" Soos cried happily.
"That's right. Because she believed in herself..."
"JAM, IT, TWINKLEHEART! Just start pounding those skeletons!" Mabel ordered.
"Hoo hoo hoo..." Shimmery laughed as he continued to attack the skeletons and Mabel ran over to us.
"Mabel, you did it! So you're not scared anymore?" Dipper asked and Mabel got the clay off of us.
"Oh, I'm scared twice as much now. But now I know it's rational!" Mabel explained.
"Kid, I'm sorry I doubted you. You were right! Stop-motion is pure evil." Stan said getting out of the clay and I used some on the clay that was holding me hostage and formed a ball with it.
"Yeah, but it can be fun sometimes." I said and tossed the clay ball to a skeleton and it knocked its head off. We then turned to the battle and saw Shimmery form a fist and punch several skeletons
"And it's probably really expensive." Soos added.
"Incredibly expensive." Harry sighed.
"This is an impressive fight, though. I'm glad I'm facing towards it." Soos commented and I snorted, thinking back to when I originally watched this episode.
Meanwhile, a scorpion with the head of Medusa attacked Shimmery and they both ended up in a puddle of clay. And if things couldn't get any weirder unicorns rained down onto the clay mound and disappeared.
"Yaaaaayyyyy!" We all cheered and clapped.
"That was the best part!" Harry said.
"Okay, I'd say we all get the heck out of here and never speak of this again." I suggested and everyone agreed and we left.
Once we were back at the Shack, Mabel was okay with watching 'Loiclothiclese in the creature with an unreasonable amount of heads' so Stan put that in and we sat down happily.
"Well, I think today we learned that you can remold your fears." Dipper said.
"Yeah that seems reasonable enough." I nodded.
"I'm just glad that none of us got turned into clay." Mabel added.
"Holy Toledo!" We all turned to see Soos stepping out of a wall of clay and resembling 'Gumby'.
"Spoke too soon." I whispered.
"Who wants to see me change into most anything? Do do do do do..." Soos sang as he turned into a cylinder, then back to normal.
"I can walk through walls!" He exclaimed as he proceeded to do so, and reappearing on the other wall. "Woah, woa.."
Stan they through the VHS player at Soos, beheading him and huddled around the twins and I.
"We're safe now kids. We're safe." Stan assured us and I sighed heavily.
Yep, this was just another day in the series.
(Third Person)
Angelwings smiles and she closes the book again and looks up at you.
"Well, that was the ending of Clay Day, I know Emily didn't play a huge part, but I didn't want her to be super overpowered. Anyway, real talk for a minute." She said and cleared her throat.
"When I first came up with Emerald vs. Gold, I had no idea how it would turn out. It started as just an idea and it's grown so much since then. Heck, I can't believe I'm in Season 2 already! I just want to take a minute to thank everyone who had reviewed, followed, favorited, or all of the above this story. It's meant so much to me." Angelwings said and placed her hands over her heart sincerely.
"Now, we still have a little more of this chapter to go. So I'll see you in the author's notes." She waved happily.
(Emily's P.O.V)
"So let me get this straight, a random person's car broke down in front of the Shack, came inside, and Stan told him three different stories. After he wouldn't buy anything, Stan drugged him, glued his mouth shut, put him in a display case and named him, 'The Cheapskate?'" Nate asked as I rummaged through the drawers on the counter.
"Yeah, I know, it's weird. Did you get the water?" I asked and Nate held up the bottle.
"Hey! Wanna play tic-tac-toe?" Mabel asked the traveler and he drew an X in the middle of it.
"Hey, I wanted to be Xs! Let me be Xs." Mabel begged.
"Trust me, just let her be Xs." Dipper deadpanned. I decided to focus more on the task at hand and kept looking through the drawers.
"Yaaay!" Mabel cried happily.
"So, what are you looking for?" Nate asked.
"The key for the lock, it has to be here somewhere." I explained.
"Actually, I'm sorry, I changed my mind; I want to be Os." Mabel said to the traveler.
"Is it this?" Nate asked and held up a harmonica and I started at him.
"Were you asking me, or did you just not know what you grabbed?" I asked. Nate didn't answer right away.
"Okay, you're gooonna hate me right now, but could Xs be a possibility?" Mabel asked the traveler, who proceeded to write, 'HELP ME' on the glass.
"I don't think you're playing this right." Mabel said and Nate then fiddled with the harmonica and it suddenly split it half, opening and revealing a shiny key. I gasped happily, took it and kissed Nate on the cheek.
"You did fine it!" I squealed and took the key and water bottle before walking over to the display case and unlocking it.
"I'm really sorry about this. Stan is...and interesting person. Here, this should help you're glued mouth." I apologized and handed him the water bottle. He gave me a nod and burst out the door. Nate then walked over to me and put and arm around me shoulders.
"You, are amazing." He said simply and I smirked up at him.
"Thanks, I guess you guys rubbed off on me." I said and we both laughed happily.
"HEY! Who let out my newest attraction!?" Stan exclaimed seeing the mysterious traveler drive away.
"Uh, should we run?" Nate asked and I grabbed his hand.
"Yep."
We rushed out the door and laughed happily as Stan yelled after us and I just smiled. Cause this was the least craziest thing that's happened this chapter.
;)
Author's Note:
Welp, There you have it! The next chapter! Yay! I hope you all enjoyed it. I was trying to get something unique for this chapter. Also, this isn't the first time I put myself in a story. I did a one-shot a while ago with me in it. Same description as the one you saw.
As always, please leave a review I would love to know what you guys thought.
And side note, I'm visiting family, so don't expect the new chapter so soon. Don't worry I'll at least post a chapter in August.
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