Author's Note: And here we are folks another chapter to warm your hearts as the weather starts to cool down. Hope you guys enjoy!

-Yours Truly, RoxieDivine

Season 1 Episode 15: The Cloning

Episode Summary: The mystery Gang discover a copying machine that can make actual clones! And naturally Ford has just got to figure it out! For the sake of "Science". Meanwhile Grauntie Mabel throws a welcome to Gravity Falls Party for the twins. While there Stan meets his greatest rival Preston Northwest!

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

The Cloning (Part 1)

(Back at the Shack…)

It was another spontaneous day at the Mystery Shack. Ford and Stan's Grauntie Mabel was planning a party, welcoming the twins to Gravity Falls. Something she had been meaning to do for a while, but had finally found the time. The kids, Danny, and Maria were in charge of decorating, but the twins were taking a break at the moment. Ford and Stan sat on the couch with smug expressions and hid something behind their backs. Around the room, Ria was setting up the party hats while Danny was blowing balloons, and Heather was making a decorative flyer to advertise the event. Grauntie Mabel was in front of the twins with her back turned and inspected the progress they were making.

Deciding that now was the perfect time to start, Ford held his stomach and groaned, pretending to feel sick, "Oh no, Stan. I-I don't feel so good. I- BBBLLLAAAAGGHH!" He pretended to throw up and sprayed pink silly string at his twin.

Stan faked a groan following his brother's lead, "Grauntie Mabel, what did you feed us?!" He made a similar retching sound and shot his can of purple silly string at Ford, and the boys kept at it until both were covered in it and laughed.

Danny Corduroy ran up to the twins, looking serious, "Guys, guys, stop! Something terrible just happened!" The boys stopped to look at him. "BBBLLAAAGGHH!" Danny had joined in, spraying the twins in even more silly string, this time green, causing the three of them to laugh hysterically.

Fids ran in with a box of gold-colored confetti, "You guys are comedy gold!" He laughed, throwing the confetti at them, only adding to the mess. Fids kept throwing confetti, and the other boys kept spraying the silly string until Grauntie Mabel noticed the mess they were making.

"That's enough, kiddos," she said, taking the supplies away. "You don't want to party yourselves out before it even starts, do you?"

"Ms. Pines, whose birthday is this party for?" Fids asked.

"Nobody's. It's a Welcome to Gravity Falls party. For you and the Twins. I know it's a bit late, but the stores been busy/"

"I didn't know you threw parties." Stan said.

Mabel gawked at him, offended. I'll have you know that back in the day, I was pro at planning people's parties. Still am today," She bragged. "I throw several parties a year! In fact, I'm famous in town for throwing the best Hanukkah parties ever! Not to mention its great business for all those crazy kids and teens," she added.

Fids looked impressed, "Nice!"

"There finished." Heather said and handed a flyer over to the twins.

Stan grabbed it, "Man this looks amazing." He admitted taking in her handy work. The flyer read: PARTY AT THE MYSTERY SHACK! It also had a flash mob of Zombies drawn on it with a list of games and activities to include a dancing competition.

Heather smiled. "Well I try." She said with a slight blush.

Ford smiled, he liked that blush tint in her cheeks; "Yeah it looks awesome." he agreed.

"Well why don't you take it to the copier store, huh?" Mabel asked. "Then post them around town."

"M-Ms. Pines?" Fids spoke up. "I fixed that old copy machine and put it in your office. We can use that instead," he offered.

"I have a copier Machine?" She asked.

Fids nodded.

"Oh well then it must have belong to-" She stopped as if she realized she was about to say something she shouldn't.

"Belong to who?" Fids asked.

"The previous owner." Mabel said quickly. "Before this place was the Mystery Shack it belong to somebody else." She said avoiding eye contact.

"Really?" Ford asked. "Did you know him?"

"Nope afraid I did get the pleasure to meet him before he was ran out of town." Mabel said quickly.

"Wait what?" Ford asked, but Mabel had already changed the subject.

"Anyway, I'm impressed, Fids. Why don't you take the twins and Heather over and show 'em how to work it?"

"Yes, ma'am!" He smiled and led his friends to Grauntie Mabel's office and turned on the light. Fids pulled off a filthy, white sheet that was covering something. Underneath was a busted-up copier machine that looked like it had been partially repaired by duct tape. Several moths were flying around the machine.

"Are you sure it works?" Ford asked. He lifted the lid up to inspect it.

"It should. Give it a whirl!" Fids offered.

Ford did. He pressed a button, and to test it out, he rested his arm on the scanner. The machine made a loud noise, and a black and white picture of Ford's arm came out on a piece of printer paper.

Stan picked it up. "Success!" he cheered. The arm on the paper then shook his hand, and he dropped it. "Whoa!"

"What is it, Stan?" Fids asked. The boys and Heather looked at the paper, and watched as the two-dimensional black and white arm shook unnaturally, obtained the exact colors of Ford's arm, and came to life, crawling out of the sheet and towards the screaming kids.

"Back! Stay back!" Ford ordered at the arm. He threw a cup of soda that he had on him at the arm, and it bubbled and sizzled, before it completely disintegrated. The kids took a moment to calm down.

"W-what was that?!" Fids asked.

Ford looked back at the copy machine in shock, "Guys, I think this copier can copy human beings!"

"What?" Heather asked. "Why would Mabel even have something like this?"

"Remember she didn't know about it." Fids said. "Maybe the previous owner was a mad scientist."

"Maybe that's why he got ran out of town." Heather suggested.

Stan gasped, "Guys do you realize what this means?" The others gathered around him, expect him to say something smart and earth shattering for once. They should have known better. "BBBBLLLAAAGGHH!" He sprayed another can of silly string at them. However, no one laughed this time. "What? Nothing?" He stomped his foot. "I have got to work on my delivery."

"Guys what are we going to do about this?" Heather asked.

"Well we leave it alone." Fids said. "Obviously."

"Leave it alone?" Ford was stunned. "Guys this is the discovery of the century this guy has made cloning possible! Just think of the possibilities!" And that's exactly what he started to do.

"Oh no." Stan said. "Not good."

"What's not good?" Heather asked.

"I guess I forgot to tell you guys." Stan said as he brother gets lost in his own world. "My brother's sort of a genius and stuff like this copy machine is totally up his alley."

"I could make multiple mes!" Ford was talking crazy now, mumbling to himself. "Just think of all the inventions I could get done, plus I won't have to stop for chores. A whole hour and 30 mins added to my usual time…the possibilities are endless."

"Great." Heather sighs. "This won't end well will it?"

"Multiple Fords?" Stan asked almost fearfully. "I can barely keep up with the one."

"Forget keeping up with him." Fids said. "What are we going to do when they all go rouge?"

"Rouge?" Heather asked. "You mean like in the movies."

"Exactly! This has got Rise of the Clones written all over it." Fids declared.

"Shouldn't someone tell him that?" Heather asked who is pointing to a partially drooling Ford who is trying to make a copy of himself.

"And so, it begins." Stan said as he jumps into action, throwing his brother over his shoulder and off the machine before it can copy.

Ford tries to claw out of his grip like a mad man. "No!" He shouted. "Must…. Understand… How… It… Works!"

"Wow you weren't kidding." Heather said holding the door open for him as Stan dragged his brother out of the room.

"He just can't help himself." Stan said.

"Poor guy." Fids shook his head. "He's got it bad."

"How could you betray me?" Ford shouted to Fids. "And you call yourself a science lover!"

"We're going to have to watch him all night." Stan says as they finally make it down the hall.

Ford breaks free and dashes back for the office, but the door is already closed and locked.

Heather holds up the key smiling,

"You too Heather?" Ford asked actually looking heart broken. "You too?"

"Sorry Ford but it's for your own good." Heather told him placing the key into her pocket.

"But science!" Ford reasoned. "It calls me!"

"Nope the only thing calling you tonight is that party now let's go to the copying store." Heather said grabbing him by the hand. "We've got flyers to make."

Ford reluctantly allows her to pull him away from the scene and out the door.

"Think he'll get over it?" Fids asked Stan hopefully.

"Nope." Stan shook his head. "Ford will eventually get in there." He said gesturing to Mabel's office. "He'll use that copier, you know just to "try it out."" He said using quotations. "Then he'll come up with some crazy idea to test it out which will lead to a disaster."

"Then he'll stop?" Fids asked hopefully.

"Nope." Stan laughed. "He'll make more to fix the problem and make a bigger problem."

"And then he'll stop?" Fids was looking rather fearful now.

"Nope he'll enter his denial stage." Stan said. "Which is about the time that the clones will start to think they are better than him and try to eliminate the original."

"And he still won't stop?" Fids asked.

"Oh no he'll stop." Stan assured him. "If he survives."

"Stan, we have to do something!" Fids screamed. "Quick barricade the door and I'll-"

Nope." Stan grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away.

"But Stan your brother!" Fids tried to reason.

"Will not be stopped." Stan said. "Trust me we've already done all we can. This is a Ford thing." He assured him. "And only Ford can get himself in and out of this one."

"So, we just leave him to his fate?" Fids asked.

"Trust me he'll be fine, and, in the end, he'll learn a valuable lesson about never touching creepy experiments made by a scientist who was run out of town…or something like that." He added. "Now come on we've got a party to get ready for."

"Well if you're sure." Fids said looking anything but.

"Positive." Stan said. "This will be good for him, you'll see." He added trying to convince him.

But Fids was not convinced, no he was not convinced at all…

-To Be Continued