Season 1 Episode 3: It Came From the Closet!

Episode Summary There's something in the Attic Closet, and Stan and Ford fear that it's out for blood!

Disclaimers: I do not own Gravity Falls or the Relativity Falls AU idea.

Author's Notes: Okay so this Episode is a bit different from the others it's called an Episode Short and will only be one Chapter long. I did this because I wanted to include the Episode Shorts from the original Gravity Falls, also there are ideas in the journal that wouldn't take a whole three parts to explain even if I wanted them to.

So with that said this Episode Short focuses on the commercial Creature in the Closet short which was the first Gravity Falls promotional short ever seen! It was aired several months before the series premiere, and I personally enjoyed it.

Because of this I wanted to add it too, and make it officially apart of my series.

Anyway, thank you for reading and please review!

Yours Truly, RoxieDivine

Episode Short #1: It Came From the Closet!

(Back with Stan and Ford who are still in Bed…)

It started as a small rustling sound…

Ford twitched his nose, and rolled over in the bed trying to get back to sleep. 'Stupid Stan.' He thought. 'He knows I'm a light sleeper.' He complained to himself.

More rustling…

Ford turned over, and pulled on his glasses with a loud huff. Only to have his eyes widen as a shadowy creature of some kind bit into a sock that was hanging out side of his dresser.

He couldn't help the scream that came out of his mouth.

"What? What is it?" Stan asked jumping up in bed, he turns to see the shadowy creature. "What is that thing?" He screams.

The creature drops the sock, and with a loud screech it stood on its hind legs, before running up the wall, seconds later it dives into the closet and closes the door.

"Oh My god did you see that thing!" Stan said obviously freaking out. "Did it just go into our closet?"

Ford jumps out of the bed, and pulls his suite case from under it.

"What are you doing?" Stan asked.

"This is it Stanley." Ford said. "This just might be a creature that's not in the Author's journal." He explained, pulling out his camera from the suite case. "This could be my first paranormal discovery."

"I thought we were taking a break from mysteries." Stan complained.

"Well apparently mystery is not done with us yet." Ford laughed as he flipped on the camera. "Is it on?"

Stan sees the blinking red light and nods.

Ford clears his throat. "Okay it's Saturday night, 9:30 pm. - I, Stanford Pines.-"

"And Stan!" Stan cut in.

"Oh right…" Ford blushed sheepishly "And Stan, - witnessed a creature who took a bite of my sock and ran into the closet."

"It took a bite of your sock?" Stan asked.

"Yep." Ford held up the wounded sock for the camera to see.

"I wonder where it came from." Stan said, looking around the room.

"The window is not open." Ford noted.

"Wait does that mean it's been living in this room with us for the past week!" Stan exclaimed.

"Maybe…" Ford informed him.

The boys both shivered at the thought.

What could this beast be, and what did it want?

The boys listen closely, but there is no sound.

"Are you sure it's even in there?" Stan asked his brother.

"Yes, I saw it run in there." Ford said.

"Maybe there's a hole in the roof in there." Stan suggested.

"It have to be a pretty big hole." Ford pointed out. "That thing was as big as a small dog."

Stan takes a couple of steps forward towards the closet door.

"Stanley be careful." Ford advised.

Stan nods, and reaches for the doorknob.

The closet door shakes, and there's a loud growling sound from within.

Both boys scream, and dive under the covers of Ford's bed. "AAAAHHHH!"

"Do you think it will come out?" Stan asked.

"It might." Ford said, flipping on a flash light. "We must discover what it is." He reasoned. "For science!"

"Science?" Stan asked. "What about our lives?"

"Come one bro do you think Thomas Edison, or Leonardo da Vinci allowed fear to get in the way of their work!" Ford exclaimed.

"Nerd words." Stan said. "All I heard just then was nerd words."

Ford rolled his eyes, and checked his watch.

"It is now 9:30, and the creature that ate my sock still hasn't left the closet." He said, mostly for the camera. After all this was a documentary.

Stan pulled the blankets off, and both boys cautiously got off the bed, and stepped into the middle of the room.

"He could come out any minute." Ford said.

"DUN-DUN-DUN!" Stan joked.

Ford gave him a look.

Stan scowled. "Well forgive me for trying to lighten the mood." He said rolling his eyes. "Honestly Ford you're too serious when it comes to discovery, and science."

"That's because it's a very serious thing Stan." Ford lectured. "This could be my ticket out of Glass Shard Beach, finally my shot to change the world."

Stan frowned. "What about me?" he asked.

Ford smiled. "We're doing this together right now." He told him.

Stan smiled back, that's what he loved best out having a twin; he was never the odd one out. "Well than let's get the little vermin." He declared.

"We need a plan Stan." Ford advised "We need to be ready."

Suddenly Stan gasped. "OH MY GOSH, FORD!"

"WHAT?! WHAT?!" Ford exclaimed, looking around the room. "Is there another one?"

"No." Stan said. "Your fly's just down!"

"Oh, Stan." Ford zipped up his fly. "Why did you have to say that with the camera on?"

"Oops." Stan said.

"I'm serious Stan you have to start pulling your own weight here." He warned pulling out a bag of chips from his top dresser. "Whatever is in that closet could be the scientific discovery of the century!"

"It's probably just a possum..." Stan stated.

"A POSSUM?!" Ford snapped. "It stood on its hind legs, crawled up the wall and left a trail of purple slime!" He stated pointing the flash light at said slime.

"Cool." Stan stated at the sight of the slime leaking out from under the closet door.

"UGH!" Ford screamed.

"Sorry." Stan said. "But you've got to admit that is pretty cool."

Ford couldn't help but smile, he had to agree this was pretty Awesome. "Okay, here's the plan, we lure the monster out with this bag of chips." He said placing it down on the ground in front of the closet door.

"Bag of chips, got it." Stan said.

Ford checks his watch as he points the camera to the door again. "Okay it is now 10:00 PM, So far the creature has not responded to our bait." He stops as he hears a crunching sound; he points the camera to the floor.

The chips are no longer there!

"The bag is gone!" Ford exclaimed. "But how the door didn't open?" He follows the trail of crumbs with his flashlight to see Stan munching down on the chips.

"Stan!" Ford yelled.

"What was the plan again?" Stan asked. "Mmm, nacho flavor."

Ford sighs, Stanley never could resist a bag of chips. His eyes widen, as he realizes the batteries are almost dead. "The batteries dying! We got to open the door, or no one will ever believe us!"

"Okay, but if it's a possum you owe me 5 bucks!" Stan stated.

"Fine!" Ford agrees before grabbing the door handle. "But if it turns out to be an undiscovered beast you own my 10 bucks."

"Deal." Stan said and both boys start counting down to open the door.

"Three, Two, One!"

Ford opens the door quickly, and a creature with glowing red eyes, and fangs dripping with saliva pops out and jumps on them.

The camera falls on the floor as the boys try to bat the creature away screaming for mercy.

"IT'S NOT A POSSUM." Stan screams, as it grabs his heels and begins to drag him back towards the closet. "IT'S NOT A POSSUM!

"Stan!" Ford drops the flashlight and grabs his brother's hands. "Let go of my brother you beast!"

The monster hisses, and tugs harder.

"Forget about me." Stan shouts. "Save yourself!"

"Are you crazy?" Ford cried. "Nothing's taking my brother away from me!" He declared.

Suddenly the bed room door swings open.

"What is going on here?" Mabel asked as she walked into the room flipping on the light.

The beast let's go of Stan and dives back into the closet.

"Quick Grauntie Mable there's a monster!" Stan pointed to the open closet door.

"Boys your like 12, you're old enough to know there are no such thing as monsters." Mabel said.

"No really look!" Ford encouraged her.

Mabel shook her head, but walked over to have a look.

Stan grabbed his brass knuckles, and Ford grabbed a bat, ready to defend her if the need should arise.

It didn't.

"Oh my." She said flipping on the closet light. "Looks like a possum must have broken in threw this hole in the roof." She told them.

The boys looked by her, and sure enough there was a hole in the celling.

"But it walked on its hind legs." Stan shouted.

"And the walls." Ford added.

Mabel laughed. "Such imaginations." She scoffed.

"Yeah, well what about that purple slime on the floor!" Stan challenged. "Are we imagining that?"

"Oh looks like the Possum got into my old candy stash." Mabel said looking down at the slime. "You boys didn't get bit did you?"

"No Grauntie Mable." They answered halfheartedly.

Of course she wouldn't believe them, she never did.

"Alright, well clean up before you get back to bed." She told them. "Your mother will kill me if you get Rabies. I'll have Fiddleford and Ria look at this hole sometime this week."

The boys groaned as she walked out of the room.

"Wait the camera!" Ford exclaimed. "Maybe it caught a glimpse of it!" He said hopefully.

His hopes didn't last long, for he soon discovered his camera smashed, its screen cracked on the floor. "Uh man it's busted."

"Dad's gonna kill us." Stan pointed out.

"Well at least we know it's afraid of lights." Ford said, looking at the bright side. "That must have been why he let you go."

"Yeah, so as long as we keep that light on it shouldn't come back." Stan agreed.

Ford sighed. "I kind of wish we could have studied it more though." Ford sighed, "But I don't want you to get hurt."

"Don't worry bro, we're bound to find something for you to study." Stan assured him. "You know something that won't try to eat us, or drag us into dark closets."

"Yeah we're sleeping down stairs tonight." Ford concluded.

"Agreed." Stan said approvingly, as he grabbed his pillow and blanket.

Ford did the same, and soon the two boys were settled in on the couch watching reruns of their favorite show.

They didn't think it was possible for them to fall asleep, but no more than a half hour later they were both out cold.

Mabel peaked into the living room, and sighed in relief. "That was a close call." She admitted. "I better keep a closer eye on these boys before they get themselves in even more trouble."

With that thought fresh on her mind Mable pulls out a woman's Weekly Gossip Magazine. She opens it to a page titled: Tips On To How to Have a Successful Family Bonding Experience. And after punching a code into the vending machine she disappears behind it.

Ford sits up seconds after the machine slides back into place. He looks around, odd he could have sworn he heard something.

The boy shrugs, and rolls back over, and in seconds he is once again fast asleep, dreaming peacefully.

However, little did he know that this would be one of the last restful sleeps he'd ever have!

-To Be Continued