Season 1 Episode 4: The Legend of the Gobblewonker!
Episode Summary: The Mystery Gang go on a boating expedition to find a legendary sea monster, but is their really a Gobblewonker in the lake of Gravity Falls? Well we're about to find out!
Author's Note: So basically this is the original episode of the Legend of the Gobblewonker! Only this time Stan and Ford find the real on which is revealed at the end of the episode.
Disclaimers: I do not own Gravity Falls or the Relativity Falls AU
Fun Fact: I was going to use a Horned Basilisk instead of the Gobblewonker, but thought it would be cooler if the gang actually ran into the real thing!
Anyway, thank you for reading and please review!
Yours Truly, RoxieDivine
The Legend of the Gobblewonker! (Part 1)
(Somewhere In A Forgotten, And Destroyed Dimension…)
The waiting…
He hated it. The watching, the hoping, the sitting on the edge of your seat in despair while all the odds stack up against you. To be trapped in your own empty world waiting for someone to let you in, for anyone to notice your existence.
However, today, today just might be the day that he would be summoned. The beast with one eye had been watching his enemies very closely, and good old Sixer just kept reading that journal of his. Of course the beast knew the journal was trouble, no doubt it could possess a warning to never summon him.
Still Gideon had been warned to never summon him, and he did it any ways, so maybe this boy would be just as naïve.
And if not?
'Then you'll just have to wait a little longer.' He told himself. 'No biggy, sooner or later someone will seek your power. And then this hick town will finally be mine!'
(Back with Ford…)
Tuesday mornings…
Ford didn't necessarily hate Tuesdays, no it was usually the other way around. While most people had it out for Mondays, and vice versa. Monday seemed to show Ford special graces leaving Tuesday to be the worse day of his week.
For example, every Tuesday without fail, Ford's hair would be untamable, and his voice would be extra squeaky. He was more likely to spill his soda on his shirt than most people, he was slower, and sluggish in the morning too. And usually these were thing that would plague any normal person on a Monday.
However, Ford was never one to be normal.
"Hey bro?" Stan asked holding up a Sir Syrup bottle. "Syrup race?" He jeered. The boys having just woke up were sitting at the kitchen table, awaiting Grauntie Mable to finish serving breakfast.
Ford smiled. "You're on."
Stan holds up Sir Syrup higher. "Are you ready for the ultimate challenge?" He asked.
Ford holds up another syrup bottle that looks like a Mountain Man. "I'm always ready!" He declared.
"Then you know what this means!" Stan said, growing very serious.
"Syrup race!" The Stan twins exclaim in unison. Tilting their syrup bottles back and start to drip syrup into their mouths. "Ahhh!"
"Go, Sir Syrup!" Stan cheered as the drops slowly reached their mouths.
"No Go, Mountie Man!" Ford argued.
"Go! Go!" They shouted.
"Almost... almost..." Stan taps the bottom of his bottle and the syrup drips onto his tongue. "Yes!" He coughs. "I won!" he rasped, before coughing again.
Ford shakes his head as his brother falls to the floor dramatically.
"I'm dying Bro, save me." Stan begged.
"No, that's what you get for cheating." Ford taunted.
"You're so heartless some times." Stan said, pretending to be hurt.
Ford picks up the newspaper, and begins to read. "Ho, ho, no way! Hey Stan, check this out." He exclaimed.
Stan gets up off the floor, looking at an ad in newspaper. "Human-sized hamster balls?" He gasps. "I'm human-sized!"
Ford shook his head, and pointed at the ad beside it. It shows a very unconvincing photo of a monster. "No, no, Stan. This. A monster photo contest. We see weirder stuff than that every day! We didn't get any photos of those gnomes, didn't we?" He asked his brother hopefully.
"Nope, just memories." Stan informed him. "And this beard hair." He added holding up some white beard hairs.
"Why did you keep that?" Ford asked.
Stan shrugs.
"Well how about those tree people?" Ford asked hopefully.
"No such luck." Stan answered.
Ford frowned. He really needed to get his act together otherwise he'd be just like his dad and never leave Glass Shard Beach.
Stan seemed to read his mind. "Look bro me and you are going to get the hang of this." He assured him. "We'll become experts at hunting the weird, and unexplained."
Ford smiled. "You're right. We'll go hunting for mysteries every day!"
"And find treasure, and babes!" Stan added.
"And be famously known everywhere!" Ford declared, as Grauntie Mabel turned away from the stove and placed three plates of pancakes on the table. "Alright knuckleheads." She said cheerfully. "You two know what day it is?"
"Um..." Ford pondered, as he grabbed his plate. "Happy anniversary?"
"Mazel tov!" Stan exclaimed, taking his own plate as he spoke.
Grauntie Mabel shakes her head. "No it's Family Fun Day, remember?" She asked, sitting down beside them. "We're cutting' off work and having one of those, you know, bonding-type things."
"Again?" Stan asked.
Ford punched his brother's shoulder. "What he means to say is, well…Sunday's bonding trip ended with us in a county jail for five hours."
Stan shivered. "It was so cold."
Ford couldn't agree more, after the whole monster in the closet deal Saturday night, Grauntie Mabel woke them up bright and early Sunday morning to go to the Zoo. Everything was going quiet smoothly until…the incident!
Grauntie Mabel on the other hand didn't see what all the fuss was about. The magazine on family bonding tips, had suggested a family outing to do the trick. So they went to the Zoo down town, where a little girl had asked her to show her a real unicorn.
And as Ms. Mystery Grauntie Mabel just couldn't refuse her, so she did the best she could. Which turned out to be taping a traffic cone to a horse's head.
"I can't believe they band us from the zoo." Stan exclaimed. "I love the Zoo!"
"All right, all right maybe I haven't been the best summer caretaker." Grauntie Mabel admitted. "But in my defense that girl was very happy with that unicorn, even if it was fake. Besides today we're gonna have some real family fun." She promised. "Now who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?"
"YAY!" the boys cheered.
However, Ford stops mid-cheer as if something dawns on him. "Wait, what?" He asked.
But it was too late, they had already agreed, and moments later they were in the car, blindfolded.
"Blindfolds never lead to anything good." Ford pointed out the obvious.
"Wow! I feel like all my other senses are heightened." Stan said. "I can see with my fingers!" he added, touching Ford's face, making him laugh.
The car jumps, making the twins feel like their free falling.
"Grauntie Mabel, are you wearing a blindfold?" Ford asked, fearfully.
Grauntie Mabel laughed. "Nah, but with these cataracts I might as well be. What is that, a woodpecker?" She asked, driving through a wooden guardrail, making the twins scream.
"If I could see I would be writing my will right now." Ford declared.
"Why waste your time writing it?" Stan asked. "I mean aren't I getting it all anyway."
"Stanley you're in the car too!" Ford announce.
"Quick give me a pin and I'll write it on my arms!" Stan yelled as the car came to a screeching halt.
"Oh relax were here!" Grauntie Mabel said as she race out of the car to help her two blindfolded nephews step out.
Ford and Stan stand in front of dinged up parked car, which now has branches and sticks caught in the grill.
Stan sniffs the air. "Wait a minute is that the open water I smell?" He asked.
"And is that wet dirt under our sneakers?" Ford added.
The twins pull off their blind folds to see that they've arrived at the docks where a big banner reading Fishing Season hung proudly.
"Great Aunt Mable you're taking us fishing!?" Stan exclaimed.
"Well…" Grauntie Mabel began.
"This is perfect!" Ford exclaimed. "The whole town is out here!"
The twins take in the sight of the lake with pride as various townspeople are seen doing different fishing activities.
Crazy Chiu sits in her boat, waving a pan. "Here, fishy fishies! Get into the pan!" She demanded, and oddly enough some actually jump up and land in the pan!
A photographer takes a picture of man with large fish. "Say cheese!" He declares, and takes the picture. Only for the flash to cause the man to fall backwards into the lake, losing his fish.
"Hey look its Danny!" Stan pointed to Danny who is in a boat with a group of girls, and an older woman. "Who are they?"
"Oh that's Danny's sisters, and his mom, Wendy." Grauntie Mabel answered.
"Danny lives in a house full of girls?" Stan asked all starry eyed. "Awesome!"
"Gross dude those are his sisters." Ford gagged.
"No I mean awesome for us." Stan added.
"Oh." Ford laughed.
"How's this mom?" Danny asked, showing his mother his catch.
"NO!" Wendy shouts and takes the poll before breaking it in half. "I'll show you how a Corduroy fishes!" She then grabs a fish straight out of water, before throwing the fish on the floor of their boat. Where she jumps on it, and punches it repeatedly.
Her children chant their approval, cheering her on. "Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom!"
"Wow Mrs. Corduroy is awesome." Ford praised.
"Classic Point Dexter always crushing on the older women." Stan teased.
"I'm not crushing, besides I already have a love interest." He said, and then instantly regretted it.
"I knew you had a thing for Heather!" Stan laughed. "Nailed it!"
Ford rolled his eyes. "Can we just get on the water already?" he asked.
"Yeah, Grauntie Mabel where's the boat, and the polls?" Stan asked.
Grauntie Mabel bit her lip. "Actually boys were not going fishing." She said sheepishly.
"Wait what?" the twins asked in unison.
"Nope." She said.
"Then what are we doing here?" Stan asked.
Grauntie Mabel led them up to the McGucket home, and opened the door to Stan's worse nightmare.
There was a group of older women sitting in a knitting circle!
"Boys welcome to the Gravity Falls Knitting circle!" Grauntie Mabel said proudly.
The boys' eyes twitched.
"We usually hold it in the Bingo building over by the rail road tracks, but all the stores are closed during fishing season." Grauntie Mabel explained. "So Tate lets us barrow his house for our meetings."
"So where not going fishing?" Stan asked.
"What no, this is what you need some quality family bonding! Not gross fishing hooks and lame jokes." Grauntie Mabel told them. "Now grab some needle and thread boys, and I'll show you how it's done."
"Uh Aunt Mable?" Ford asked.
"Look I even made us matching shirts." She showed them the shirts which were rainbow colored with each of their names sowed on.
She notices their faces, and her smile drops. "Come on, this is gonna be great! I've never had sowing buddies in the family before."
Stan whispers quietly, to Ford. "I think she actually wants to knit with us."
"Well I guess as long as no one we know sees us…" He whispered back.
"Too late." Stan said, as Heather comes walking in with her brother.
"No! NO!" Ford panicked. "If she sees us knitting, she'll think I'm a total sissy, and her brother will never let me hear the end of it!"
"There has to be a way out of this." Stan said hopefully.
Suddenly Crazy Chui appears out of nowhere. "I SEEN IT! I SEEN IT AGAIN!" She cries, making everyone scream. "The Gravity Falls Gobblewonker! Come quick before it gets away!" She says, dancing frantically.
"Aww... she's doing a happy jig!" Stan said.
"NOOO! It's a jig of grave danger!" Crazy Chiu insisted.
Suddenly Tate McGucket comes out and sprays her with a spray bottle. "Hey, hey! Now what did I tell you about scaring my customers? This is your last warning, Crazy old woman!"
"But I got proof this time." Crazy Chiu insisted.
Tate sighed. "Fine." And soon everyone in the house was following Crazy Chiu out on the docks.
She points to her boat which was perfectly fine moments ago, but now it was cut in half. "BEHOLD! The wrath of the Gobblewonker is upon us! It seeks revenge on us for invading its territory." She insisted "It chawed my boat up to smithereens, and escaped over to Scuttlebutt Island! YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME!"
The Sheriff who is standing in his boat pulls out his megaphone "Attention all units! We got ourselves a crazy old woman!"
Everyone but the Pines and Tate point and laugh at Crazy Chiu as she walks away.
Grauntie Mabel winced "Well, that happened. Now let's get back inside, and start knitting." She begins to walk back inside.
"Stan, did you hear what she said?" Ford asked.
"Let's start knitting?" Stan asked.
"No not Aunt Mable, Crazy Chiu About the monster. If we can snag a photo of it, we can split the prize fifty-fifty."
Stan gasps. "That's two fifties!"
"Imagine what you could do with five. Hundred. Dollars!" Ford exclaimed.
Stan closes his eye, and imagines himself at the docks of Glass Shard Beach, with his own ship.
Several girls walk by to admire it. "Oh Stan." They say. "Please let us run away with you!"
"Heck no!" Stan shouts, "Only Stan's are allowed on the Stan 'o' War!"
Suddenly Ford pushes past the snobby girls and they set sail, leaving them behind as they set off to fight monsters, and treasure."
"Wow." Stan says.
"I know man I just had the same daydream." Ford admitted. "Only with my half we get all our monster hunting equipment."
"Oh, I am one million percent on board with this!" Stan exclaimed.
Ford grabs their Aunt's hand. "Grauntie Mabel! Change of plans: we're renting a boat to Scuttlebutt Island, and we're gonna find that Gobblewonker!"
"What?" Grauntie Mabel asked.
"Monster hunt! Monster hunt!" the twins chanted. Suddenly a large honking sound is heard.
The twins turn to see…
"Fids, Heather!" Stan exclaimed. Their two friends were suddenly there in an old worn boat of some kind.
"We can totally take my dad's boat for the hunt. It's got a steering wheel, chairs, even a radar system." Fiddleford told them.
"This is perfect!" Ford praised.
"Yeah now Grauntie Mabel doesn't have to waste money renting one."
"All right, all right, let's think this through." Grauntie Mabel said. "You kids could go waste your time on some epic monster-finding adventure, or you could spend the day learning how to knit sweaters with your Great Aunt Mabel!"
The twins look at Fiddleford in his boat; and Heather who is doing the robot. They look back at Grauntie Mabel who is holding up a boring, and dusty looking guide book on knitting. And then they look at Scuttlebutt Island.
They grin at each other and jump into the boat with their friends.
Grauntie Mabel's face fails as the twins drive off laughing with Fiddleford and Heather in the boat toward Scuttlebutt Island, leaving Grauntie Mabel behind.
"Do you think we made the right choice?" Stan asked Ford.
"Yes!" Ford exclaimed.
Grauntie Mabel sighed and dragged herself back into Mr. Tate's house.
"You okay?" Tate asked. "I can make my boy come back."
"No it's okay, it's their summer." Grauntie Mabel told him. "They should spend it how they want." She sighed as she set down at his kitchen table. "I guess I just wish they wanted to spend it with me."
(Following Ford…)
"Hoist the anchor!" Ford exclaimed.
Fiddleford pulls up the cinderblock anchor.
"Raise the flag!" Ford continues to bark orders.
Stan who can't seem to find a flag ties up beach towel to the boat's radio antenna.
"We're gonna find that Gobblewonker!" Heather declared.
"We're gonna win that photo contest!" Stan and Ford added.
"Hey did any of you guys have sunscreen?" Fiddleford asked.
Ford's eyes widen. "We're gonna... go get sunscreen!" He yelled.
"Yay!" Every one shouted as the boat does a U-turn back towards shore.
Underwater, a strange shape swims by…
Its destination?
Scuttlebutt Island!
-To Be Continued