(after the weirdmageddon event and disasteroid didn't happen)

The song for the chapter: Death of a Strawberry by Dance Gavin Dance

Wendy POV

Usually, I would be at my hometown in Gravity Falls, spending the last days of my summer vacation with my friends, and getting for a whole year of high school. Still, there was a change of plans recently, and I'm on an airplane flying to Chicago Illinois airport. Why might you ask? Two weeks ago, my father and brothers died in a tragic forest fire two months ago, and I was at our house at the time sick as a dog from a summer flu. Most people say that must be a miracle from God; if I didn't have the flu, then I would've been in that fire; yeah, I'm so grateful that I didn't die, but most of the family did that I was sarcastic by the way. After my family's funeral, some CPS agents and the court told me that I have to live with my mother, whom I had not seen since I was seven, and she walked out on our family. She didn't show up at the funeral.

She got the nerve to move me away from Gravity Falls and live with her in some town that she settled down in for the past few weeks called "Amity Park," to say the least, I'm not in a good mood with two emotions of grief and anger. I look at the airplane window wishing that I would jump out of the plane and land softly on the ground and go back home, but I'm only dreaming. Before I left Gravity Falls, one of my friends, Dipper, told me that Amity Park is the most haunted town in the U.S. full of dozens of ghosts. To be on the safe side, I ship one of my lucky to my new home in the city in case Dipper was right about the Ax town being an actual ghost town, and I end up fighting Slimer, and I chuckle a bit. Right now, I'm just trying to find a bright side to this situation I'm in, and the only thing I could think of is contacts from my friends and some memories of my dad and brothers.

Then the airline captain came on, "we'll be arriving in Chicago in two hours, so sit back, relax and enjoy the flight,"

Two hours might as well get some rest before meeting my mom and try to come up with things to say to her or try to ignore whatever she has to say. I close my eyes and fall asleep.

Third POV

Two hours later, the airplane lands at the airport and Wendy wakes from the plane touching the ground, and she looks at the city of Chicago.

"Finally," Wendy thought.

When it's time to get off the plane, Wendy gets out of her seat, grabs her backpack, and walks off the plane into the airport terminal. Wendy goes to a gift shop to buy a snow globe to send to her friend Mabel. Her mom told Wendy that she would be in front of the airport terminal near the food section. Wendy goes there and looks around for her mom.

"Where the hell is my so-called mom?" Wendy thought

"Wendy," Wendy turns around to see a woman in her early forties, had the same eye green eyes as Wendy, had long honey orange hair that was in a ponytail, she was tall and of average weight, and she wore a blue blazer, a white shirt, blue jeans, black heels, and a green necklace.

"Mom," said Wendy even though the years, Wendy still can recognize her mom after all these years

Wendy's mom ran up and hugged Wendy. "I'm so sorry about your father and brothers I try to get to the funeral, but my flight from Norway had a delay that took hours for me to get out of the country,"

Wendy gets out of the hug "yeah, too bad,"

"How are you holding up?"

"I'm doing fine by the most part,"

"Listen if you nee-"

Wendy cuts her off. "I said I was all right,"

"Okay, if you say so," Wendy's mom sighs, "did you get everything you need?"

"Not yet I need to go to baggage claim and get my luggage,"

"All right, then I'll be waiting here when you get your luggage,"

Wendy walks to the baggage claim thinking to herself, "she seems to be doing okay for herself, but there's no way I ever forgive her,"

Back to Wendy mom, who had a sad smile on her face "so far so good she had not yelled at me, yet I just got to do my best and try not to let Wendy down again and try to be a mother that she needed," Wendy mom thought and sigh "just one step at a time Rhonda,"

Wendy got back to her mom with her luggage at hand "got it,"

"Good, now let's get out of here, and by the time the sun goes down, we'll be at Amity Park in no time,"

"Joy," Wendy said sarcastically, and Wendy's mom ignored it for now, and the two were out of the airport terminal.