It had been a day since the night at the old Northwest Manor where Dipper, Pacifica and Stan were forced into the old Northwest manor by TV personality Chip Brille, who turned out to be the evil lizard that is Toffee who turned out to be a servant of Bill Cipher. The evil lizard only brought them here so Toffee could make Stan fall asleep and awaken Bill Cipher, his master so they could begin the second Weirdmageddon.
The crooked great uncle of Dipper and Mabel, awoken chained to his bed after a night of hourly sleep. He sighed in annoyance over being awoken by being chained to his bed.
"Uh." Stan groaned. "This is not going to make my morning bodily pain better. Kids! Can someone unchain me?! Can someone unchain me?! Kids!"
But downstairs, Mabel was listening to Space Unicorn at full blast while busy making breakfast for her family in the Shack. She added some toy dinosaurs to her Mabel juice and a bit of glitter.
Just then, Ford walked in the kitchen looking absolutely tired and like he was ready to knock himself out. "Mabel sweetie, what are you doing?" Ford asked.
"I'm making everyone breakfast." Mabel replied.
"While listening to the most annoying song in the multiverse?" Ford queried.
"Are you kidding me?!" Mabel retorted. "I may hate unicorns but I love this song. Star got me into it when she was here last night. By the way, why was she here?" Mabel turned off her music where Stan's screams of help were heard.
"KIDS!" Stan screamed.
"That." Ford replied.
Quickly, the six fingered twin brother of Stanley Pines walked into his brother's bedroom where he saw him struggling through the chains tied around his body. "FORD!"
"Hang on Stanley." Ford responded before flicking his wrist and keys showed up on his hand. "Sorry we had to do this."
"Well, it's going to be for my own good." Stan replied.
"Wait, why would it be for his own good?" Mabel asked. "Grunkle Stan doesn't have mad old man disease doesn't he?"
"Sweetie, I wish it were the case but-" Ford interrupted his brother by covering his mouth with his hand, wanting to not scare his niece.
"Stanley!" Ford exclaimed. "We don't want to mention it!"
"Mention what?" Mabel asked while Ford removed the chains off of Stan.
"We don't wish to talk about it." Ford replied. "But you need to tell me if your Grunkle falls asleep."
But Mabel wasn't dumb and eventually figured it out. When she did, she dropped her Mabel juice and stared at her Grunkles with a wide eyed expression.
"Oh no! I know what it is!" Mabel responded in fear.
Mabel's response made the Grunkles panic. Could she be that smart to figure out that Stan was possessed by Bill Cipher?
"You do?" Ford asked worryingly.
"Yeah. Do you think Stan is possessed?" Ford asked worryingly.
"Yeah, with sleepwalking!" Mabel replied enthusiastically. "Aww Grunkle Stan, you've gotten to that age where your mind ain't ready for sleep yet, haven't ya?"
Ford and Stan didn't expect Mabel to have that response but they decided to act stupid about it.
"Uh…..Yeah, I have been having sleepwalking troubles." Stan lied. "I didn't wish to alarm ya."
"Come on Grunkle Stan, I won't be alarmed by a sleepwalker." Mabel assured him before she ran up to him and started hugging him. "I'll just have to lock my bedroom door from time to time."
"Well at least you're taking this news in stride." Stan responded while giving his brother a very unsure look, wondering if this was a good idea.
But meanwhile in Dipper's bedroom, Dipper was busy messing around with some papers on the floor trying to figure stuff out. "Come on brain! Think! Think!" The male Pines twin appeared to have been up all night judging by the fact his shirt was literally drenched in sweat, he had bags all over his eyes, his hair was a mess and he had pen all over his hands and face.
While Dipper was busy thinking, Pacifica managed to sneak in to check up on her boyfriend. She hadn't had any sleep as well. She had bags all over her eyes and her hair was a mess.
"Dipper, what are you doing?" Pacifica asked. "You didn't have any sleep?"
"No Paz, I've been busy trying to…." Dipper yawned. "…figure out ways to stop Toffee from reawakening Bill Cipher."
"Dipper, you've been up all night." Pacifica said while rubbing her eyes. "How are you not hallucinating?"
Just then, a fully dressed Dipper holding a cup of coffee walked into his bedroom and stared at his girlfriend in confusion. "Paz, who are you talking to?"
Pacifica turned her head from her boyfriend and where her boyfriend was originally positioned, which was just right in front of her. She turned around to face her boyfriend and rubbed her eye. "I'm sorry babe. I haven't gotten sleep since that….." Pacifica yawned. "…since last night at the old place. How about you?"
"It only took me an hour last night." Dipper replied. "I was still processing about what happened and how I was going to break it to Mabel. I mean, she loves Grunkle Stan and the last thing I want her to do is to fear him. And I'm also still thinking about how I gave Xander that list."
"What?" Pacifica asked.
"The list." Dipper pulled a list of names from his pocket which included his, Pacifica's, Ford's, Waddles', Grenda's and Herman Trout's names. "When me and Xander first met, he recruited me and Ford to the Children of the Constellation he said I gave him this list in 1839 when Gravity Falls was founded by Quentin Trembly and not Nathanial Northwest. I don't know what he was doing there, maybe I had ancestors at that point. Besides, I knew you had."
It was at that point that Dipper realised that his girlfriend had fallen asleep on the floor. But maybe that was understandable since she appeared she didn't get a lot of sleep. Dipper smiled as he picked up his girlfriend with his weak nerd arms and gently placed her on his bed.
He kissed her on the cheek and placed his covers over her so she could get comfortable. "Unless you have any activities to distract Mabel with, then I think you need some sleep." Dipper said.
"Uh….Treasure…..Underneath Gravity Falls museum." Pacifica grumbled in her sleep. "Northwest family treasure."
Dipper was amazed at what Pacifica had just said in her sleep no less and moved her hair to the side just to make her more presentable. "Enjoy your rest Northwest."
Later downstairs, Dipper was standing with Stan and Ford in the living room to tell them about what he had planned.
"Okay guys, I think I might have a plan on how we can make sure Mabel is distracted from the truth." Dipper declared.
"Great, spit it out." Stan responded with excitement.
"We can take her to the museum." Dipper's response made the male Pine twins stare at their nephew each with deadpan expressions.
"Wow, you just failed as Mabel's brother." Stan said.
"Taking her to a museum?" Ford queried before shaking his head. "I don't think that'll work."
"No, Pacifica told me that there is secret Northwest treasure hidden underneath the museum." Dipper replied.
"Well why didn't you open up with that?!" Stan asked with excitement before pulling his shovel from underneath the couch. "I can finally put Digger to good use."
"I don't know Dipper, how do we know that Mabel will be interested in a treasure hunt?" Ford asked.
"Did someone say treasure hunt?!" Mabel exclaimed as she popped her head out from a barrel. "What kind of treasure are we talking?!"
"Secret Northwest treasure." Dipper replied.
"Secret Northwest treasure?!" Mabel asked excitedly. "What did Pacifica tell ya?!"
"Well, she was tired and I put her in my bed." Dipper replied. "She did kind of mutter something in her sleep. Which is strange because I'm supposed to be the one that talks in their sleep."
"Well, what are we waiting for?!" Mabel exclaimed. "Let's go find some treasure!"
Mabel soon ran out of the room to grab some stuff for the little treasure hunt.
"Do you think it'll keep her distracted?" Ford asked with concern.
"As long as I don't fall asleep." Stan replied.
"Well, I can't believe I have to do this." Dipper sighed. "But we're going to rob a museum."
Later at the rather empty museum, the Pines family were wandering the museum with shovels in their hands to try and find their way underground.
"Are we being too inconspicuous?" Dipper asked.
"Why are you acting like this has never happened before?" Stan asked.
"Why are you saying that like it has happened before?" Dipper asked.
"Story for another time, kid."
"Stanley, how have you not been questioned for walking around the museum with a shovel?" Ford asked.
"It's Gravity Falls Ford." Stan replied.
"I hate to be Dipper in this situation…"
"Hey!" Dipper exclaimed.
"…but should we check the Nathaniel Northwest exhibit?" Mabel suggested.
"Sweetie, that's a great idea." Ford complimented his niece. "I can't believe you actually had a great idea."
"Then….We check the gift shop for any stuffed toys!"
"Uh….Now she's back." Dipper said with a deadpan expression.
But unbeknownst to the Pines family, there was a cold breeze in the air that was coming by the entrance. Because standing by the entrance were none other than Toffee and Preston Northwest, whom were watching them with keen interest.
"You know the plan don't you?" Toffee asked Preston.
The ice zombie thing nodded his head in response and pulled out a gun marked Timezapper-inator and handed it to Toffee.
"Thanks for holding the gun for me." Toffee said. "Hmmmm, I can't wait to send that little brat to teach him a history lesson." Toffee grinned manically before following them.
Meanwhile, the Pines family made it to the Nathaniel Northwest exhibit which was disappointedly/thankfully changed to the Quentin Trembly exhibit.
"Aww!" Mabel exclaimed in disappointment. "And, aww finally!"
"Who is Quentin Trembley?" Stan asked.
"The 8th 1/2 president of the United States." Ford replied. "There's a reason as to why he isn't mentioned in a lot of history books."
"Well, where can we go from here?!" Stan asked with disappointment. "I mean, everything to do with Nathaniel Northwest has been replaced."
"Well, look on the bright side." Dipper said. "At least the mayor got rid of that phoney."
Then they heard a very obnoxious laugh that made every single Pines clench their fists. "Oh Dipper Pines, you really think that the mayor is behind everything? Or any politician?"
"Charleston Northwest." Dipper sarcastically greeted Pacifica's grandfather while clenching his fists.
"Hello Mr Pines." Charleston greeted him back while grinning. "I see you and your family have gone out for a family treasure hunt."
"What do you want Preston?" Stan asked. "You're not here to break my shovel, right?"
"No. That would be a bit too anticlimactic." Charleston responded. "I only came here to tell you that I changed it to the Quentin Trembley exhibit."
"What?!" Everyone exclaimed in shock.
"Well, when my family's secrets were exposed, I knew that I had lost." Charleston explained. "But, I had a plan on winning. You see, one the artefacts regarding my ancestor had a clue about where the treasures hid. So, in an effort to keep my treasures safe, I turned it into the Quentin Trembley exhibit so….as the kids said in the 90's, in your face."
"You stupid son of a…"
"Language Mr Pines." Charleston interjected. "We wouldn't want to damage your niece's sensitivity would we?"
"I can get used to a few curse words!" Mabel retorted. "But only a few. The contagious ones I just cover my ears to."
"Well, how about secrets?" Charleston queried. "And by secrets, I mean have you ever wondered what's going on in your Grunkle's head. Or, what is living inside your-"
Before Charleston could finish his sentence, Stan punched him so hard in the face that it caused him to go dizzy and to crash into a wall that sounded hollow.
Dipper and Ford cringed while Stan was nervous, worrying that his niece might have figured it out. Then Mabel looked between her Grunkle and Dipper's grandfather-in-law and looked at Stan with a questionable look.
"Stan?"
"Sweetie, let me explain." Stan responded. "About what goes off in my head. I-"
"Grunkle Stan, don't worry about the sleepwalking phase of your life." Mabel interjected. "I'm just talking about how that wall is so echoey."
Ford then approached the wall and tapped his fist on it and went wide eyed in surprise. "It's hollow." Ford deducted. "Nice catch Mabel."
"If it's hollow, I can finally use this shovel for something." Stan declared proudly before smashing the wall with his shovel. Something that made Dipper and Ford cringe while Mabel just smiled enthusiastically.
"Was that too loud?" Dipper asked with concern.
"I hope the staff were distracted." Ford said.
The Pines family looked down where the wall was and saw a flight of stairs going down. They agreed to go down the stairs with Dipper and Ford leading since they made the wise decision to pack up torches just in case.
They slowly went walked down the stairs and got to the bottom where it looked like they were in some kind of old mine. With pieces of wood holding the ceiling so it wouldn't fall on top of them.
"Hmm, which way should we go?" Stan asked.
"I don't know." Ford replied.
"That Northwest treasure could be anywhere." Stan said while gripping on to his shovel as hard as he could.
"Maybe we should split up." Mabel suggested.
"Would that be a good idea?" Ford asked.
"Grunkle Ford, it's just two tunnels how bad can they be?" Mabel asked.
"Mabel, this is Gravity Falls, there could be a demon miner." Dipper said.
"I got rid of those a long time ago." Ford assured his nephew and niece.
"Okay, me and Mabel go to the right, you guys go to the left." Dipper said before his phone started ringing. "Somehow I have reception down here." Dipper looked who was calling and it turned out to be from Pacifica who appeared to be awake.
Mabel gave her brother a smirk. "I think you better get that."
"Yeah I think I should." Dipper agreed. "You guys go off ahead before Pacifica kills me." Dipper walked down the right tunnel so he could answer his girlfriend's call while the others walked down the left.
Once his family were out of earshot, he answered the phone to talk to his girlfriend. "Hey babe." Dipper groaned by the nickname he gave her.
"Babe? You should call me that more often." Pacifica replied.
"Yeah but…..It was too embarrassing and I thought you might have not liked it." Dipper said.
Pacifica chuckled. "You try way too hard to act like a gentleman when you're around me."
"Well, I am meant to be a good boyfriend." Dipper said.
"You're an awesome one." Pacifica's comment made the male Pines twin blush.
"Yup, that's me." Dipper replied. "What are you doing out of bed?"
"I got my beauty sleep and I decided to get myself some breakfast. Hey, have you by any chance wrote a recipe instruction for your pancakes?"
"Yeah, I left the instructions in my head so you have to find them." Dipper retorted.
"Mason Pines, I am gonna perform a lobotomy." Pacifica responded in a mocking tone.
"Good luck with that." Dipper replied.
"Hey, when you're down there could you get a letter for me that I haven't opened?"
Dipper looked to his phone in confusion. "Why would you bury a letter with your family artefacts?"
"Well, a time traveler approached my ancestor, Nathaniel, and asked that one of my family members send it down to me." Pacifica replied. "But unfortunately, Nathaniel buried it along with his other artefacts. When dad asked if I wanted to open the letter, I didn't exactly want soil in my fingers."
Dipper chuckled. "That's you. Why do you wish to open it now?"
While Dipper continued to talk to his girlfriend over the phone, Toffee, Preston and Mabel Dipper were trailing him down the tunnel intent on doing something to him.
Mabel Dipper was about to go further, but Toffee grabbed him by his back collar, causing the sound of gravel to scrape on the floor, something that didn't go ignored by Dipper.
"Uh huh." Dipper responded like he was either acknowledging Pacifica or like he knew Toffee and his gang were there and he wanted them to challenge him.
Toffee only smiled sinisterly as Dipper continued to walk down the tunnel. "Hmm, so that's how things will go?"
Meanwhile, Stan, Ford and Mabel were all walking down the tunnel to try and find the Northwest treasure. They have been walking for three minutes with Ford busy thinking about everything Dipper, Pacifica and Stan told him last night ever since getting back from the lockdown. Including about his own daughter.
"Hey sweetie, why don't you run along ahead?" Ford suggested. "I just wanna talk to Stan about stuff."
"Of course!" Mabel replied before running forward.
Once their niece was out of earshot, Stan and Ford decided to talk about the events from yesterday.
"This is going great Ford." Stan remarked. "Mabel hasn't questioned anything. Even after I punched Charleston in the jaw."
"I mean, I've been thinking about my daughter." Ford replied. "Miara. I don't know how I'm going to confront my own daughter. Knowing that she killed her own mother."
Stan sighed. "I don't know as well. I was looking forward to have another sister-in-law. And, I would have loved to have another niece."
"So you can make counterfeit bills?" Ford asked.
"No, so she wouldn't end up making counterfeit bills." Stan replied.
"Wow, trying to let your niece go straight. Good luck with that." Stan and Ford turned around and saw Dipper approaching them, while adjusting his signature cap.
"Hey Dipper, did you find anything?" Stan asked.
"Eh, only rocks and dirt." Dipper replied like he didn't care. "How about you guys?"
"Mabel's in front of us, about to look for something of interest." Stan replied. "Hopefully the Northwest treasure."
"Yeah, can't wait to find that." Dipper responded.
"You think Mabel would have found it by now?" Ford asked.
Meanwhile, Mabel walked deeper in the tunnel where she shone her torch deep down the dark tunnel to see if she can find anything.
She then looked to her right and found a light switch which she instantly turned on revealing a lightbulb that looked like had been here for hundreds of years but was shining bright. And what did that light show? It showed many golden coins scattered around making it look like a golden swimming pool. There were also diamonds and jewels of different colours scattered on top of the coins. And in front of Mabel was a table with a bunch of pictures and a letter.
"Holy Ebenezer!" Mabel exclaimed. "I wonder if I can dive in those coins?"
Mabel was about to walk to the countless treasures that was scattered all over, but before she could have a chance to step foot in them, she stood on a pad that released a skeleton from the ceiling.
Mabel screamed and fell on her butt all while the skeleton that hung from the ceiling hovered over her while holding a sign that looked over a hundred years old.
Mabel panted before calming down instantly. "How does Dipper get used to this?"
She then started to look at what the skeleton had in his hands which looked like a written message. It read 'Mabel, Stan or Ford, if you've come this far and conveniently stood on the pressure pad, then look at the picture on the table.'
Mabel gasped. "That skeleton knew we were coming!"
Meanwhile, Stan, Ford and Dipper were walking deep down in the tunnel tracing Mabel's exclamation.
Stan nudged Dipper in the arm to get his attention. "So, what were you and blondie talking about?"
Dipper shrugged his shoulders. "Oh you know, usual lovey dovey stuff and personal matters."
"Awwwww, I get ya."
"Stanley!" Ford narrowed his eyes at his brother. "They're 13!"
"I was referring to private talks." Stan said. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"And did you tell her the pancake recipe?" Ford asked with a smile, knowing he wouldn't.
"No, but I told her it was in one of my journals." Dipper's response made the two Grunkles freeze on the spot, realising something.
"Last time I asked Dipper about his recipe, he said it was in his head." Ford said.
"Maybe he's being generous." Stan theorised. "Finally, he listened to my request."
While Stan took it with stride, Ford was a bit sceptical about his response. "Why?" Ford whispered.
When they got in and saw all the treasures, Dipper was in awe struck at the sight, Ford was more focused on his nephew while Stan was literally drooling.
"Oh my gosh!" Stan exclaimed. "I'm gonna need all the sacks in the world. Hey Dipper, do you wanna see if you can dive into these like a duck?"
But Dipper was already in swimming trunks. "You aren't psychic by any chance?"
Stan then tore off his shirt revealing his wrinkly body. "NOT A CHANCE!"
The Grunkle and his nephew ran toward the golden pool while Ford watched on with suspicion. "When did he have time for swimming trunks?"
"Hey Mabel, you gonna get in on this?!" Dipper asked his sister.
"In a sec." Replied a nervous Mabel, whom was staring at a photograph like it was a horrifying picture.
Ford approached his niece so he could whisper something in her ear. "Mabel sweetie, if you don't mind me asking, does Dipper seem odd?"
"Odd how?" Mabel asked with worry.
"Ask him where his pancake recipe is." Ford replied.
"What did he say?"
"He said it was in his journals when he told me. But before, it was in his mind when I asked the first time."
"You think that's strange, take a look at this." Mabel then handed her great uncle a photograph.
The six fingered man took the photo from his niece and adjusted his glasses. The photo was an old photo of what appeared to be Quentin Trembley, 8 1/2 president of the United States along with Xander Ramirez looking like his VP, Jonathan Orthan. And next to them was the so-called founder of Gravity Falls, Nathaniel Northwest with his manure shovel. But the boy in pioneer clothing looked awfully similar to somebody he knew. For some reason, the little boy looked a lot like Dipper.
"I stared at this for like 5 minutes trying to think of something logical." Mabel explained with a traumatised look on her face. "But unfortunately, getting zapped back in time was the only logical explanation."
Ford narrowed at the Dipper swimming in the gold with his crooked brother. "Hey Stan, could you bring Dipper to me?" Ford asked.
"Why?" Stan asked. "He can bring himself to you."
"Stanley…..bring…..him here." Ford tensely requested which Stan obliged to, knowing that when his brother was being this tense, he was really serious.
Just then, Dipper shot back up and Stan grabbed him by the head. The Dipper laughed as his great uncle grabbed him by the head. "Woah, what's going on?"
Stan then carried his 'nephew' to Ford and placed him on the ground. "Hey Grunkle Stan, why…." Then Ford aimed his laser to his nephew's head. "….is Grunkle Ford pointing his laser at my head?"
Ford then shoved the photo into Dipper's face. "Care to explain this to me?! Why are you supposedly in this picture taken nearly two hundred years ago?"
Dipper was at first nervous as he tried to come up with a good excuse. But he instead chuckled and sighed. "There's no coming out of this, huh?"
"Dipper, are you Dipper?" Mabel asked.
"Kind of." Dipper replied.
Mabel, despite not being really as smart as everyone else, instantly knew who this Dipper was. "Mabel Dipper."
"You know, that name isn't as intense when talking like that." Stan said.
"Where is my actual nephew?" Ford asked.
"Come on, I think you know where he is." Mabel Dipper replied.
Ford looked at the picture and saw it was marked 1883. The year the 8th and a half president, Quentin Trembley disappeared.
"You've sent my nephew to 1883?!" Ford exclaimed.
"Toffee did." Mabel Dipper replied. "I just took his clothes."
"How do we get him back?!" Ford asked angrily.
"He destroyed the how." Mabel Dipper replied intensely before shaking his head. "No, that was stupid. Can you say how do we get him back again? I wanna try that intimidating quote thing again."
"No." Ford replied.
Mabel Dipper groaned in disappointment. "Dang it!"
"Ford, would it be wrong of me to knock the lights out of a child?" Stan asked.
"Unless it's one that takes your nephew away." Ford replied as he adjusted his gun settings, causing Mabel Dipper to panic.
"Woah! Woah! Woah! You aren't willing to kill a child are you?" Mabel Dipper asked.
"I'm willing to stun one." Ford then fired a shot from his blaster at Mabel Dipper's head, causing him to be electrocuted.
"Okay, how do we get Dipper back?" Stan asked as he paced around the cave.
"Obviously, we need to get him out of the past." Mabel replied. "Right, does anyone have Blendin Blandin's phone number?!"
"Who knows when he is?" Ford asked.
"Okay, when we find him, are we just going to steal the tape measure or ask him for it?" Stan asked.
"We'll figure out something once you get your clothes on." Ford replied.
"Uh, fine!" Stan responded before approaching his discarded clothes. But while approaching his clothes, he accidentally stood on a pressure pad that released another skeleton hanging from the ceiling holding another sign. "What the dung?! Uh, if I had a nickel for every time a skeleton tried to stop me from retrieving my clothes."
"Wait, what does that sign the skeleton is holding say?" Ford asked.
The sign that the skeleton was holding said, 'The letter.'
"Letter?" Ford queried.
"You mean this one?" Mabel handed her great uncle a letter marked the Northwest emblem and it had Pacifica's name on it.
"You don't think…" Ford reacted in surprise.
"He didn't think about sending it to us?!" Stan exclaimed. "That arrogant no good son of a-"
"No hold on." Ford interjected. "Dipper usually has a good reason and this could be one of them."
"Well, let's open this letter." Stan said as he tried to snatch the letter out of Ford's hand.
"Grunkle Stan, it's a federal offence to open someone else's mail." Mabel pointed out.
"Mabel, do you think this is the first time I opened up someone else's mail?" Stan asked.
Ford narrowed his eyes at his brother. "Is there anything illegal you haven't done?"
"Only the ones that aren't in America or Columbia." Stan replied.
"Come on, we need to get to Pacifica!" Mabel exclaimed.
"Let's go!" Stan yelled as he started running with his family while putting his pants on.
"Stanley, what about your shirt?" Ford asked.
"Forget about it, Ford!" Stanley responded.
At the Shack, Pacifica had made herself around 6 stacks of pancakes with syrup drizzled on top. She took a bite out of them and started to analyse the taste. She was particularly good at making pancakes, but she didn't know how to make Dipper's. "Hmm, perhaps it needs some more sugar."
Just then, Stan, Mabel and Ford ran into the kitchen and slammed it on the table. "Open it up!" Stan demanded.
"What?" Pacifica reacted, confused before noticing something. "Wait, where's Dipper?"
"More like when!" Mabel replied.
"Uh…I think you mean where." Pacifica said.
"No, no, no, when!" Stan said.
"Okay, can you please put a shirt on?" Pacifica asked. "Your old man chest hair is grey and disgusting."
"Hey, some people are-"
"Enough!" Ford demanded. "Look at the picture."
Pacifica looked at the photograph while drinking her milk which she quickly spat out once she saw who was in the photo. "Dipper?! What's he doing in that picture?!"
"Dipper has been zapped in time." Ford explained.
"By what?! An evil statue?!"
"We don't know, but Dipper has sent us messages from the past." Ford explained as he handed Pacifica her letter.
"The crummy letter?" Pacifica reacted in surprise as she took it from Ford.
"You knew of this letter?!" Mabel asked in complete shock.
"Yeah. When I was old enough to read…"
"Wait, you could read?" Stan asked. "I thought you would have had guys do that for you."
Pacifica narrowed her eyes at the shirtless Grunkle. "Firstly, put a shirt on and secondly, just because I was rich, bratty and spoilt, doesn't mean I had guys to read stuff out for me. I didn't read the letter because it didn't intrigue me. Why didn't you guys open it? I thought Stan of all people would have."
"I wanted to, but the so-called morally correct members thought it'd be wrong if I did so." Stan replied.
"Seriously, Dipper is in danger and you decide to not open it because of some stupid federal offence?" Pacifica asked.
Ford and Mabel just shrugged their shoulders while Stan just narrowed his eyes at his family.
Pacifica opened the letter and started to read the message Dipper had sent her. 'Pacifica, I hope my message has reached you. I am stuck in the past. I am somewhere during Quentin Tremley's disappearance. I got sent there by Toffee, your dad and Mabel Dipper. Worst of all, they took all my clothes so I arrived back in time naked so…' There was a long black line that Dipper had obviously drawn to hide whatever he had written. 'Anyway, this is something I need you to do. I need you to go into a cave. Boy, we go into a lot of caves, huh? Anyway, inside one of the many caves of Gravity Falls, there is some sort of time circle that me and Xander Ramirez found. I managed to make a map from the spot where the Mystery Shack would be to the cave. But in order for you to make the machine work, I need you to activate it in the future. Because according to Blendin Blandin who didn't want to help because….time travel stuff, they shut it down in 1992 due to enemies attacking it. Anyway, I hope I haven't confused you and good luck.'
"Map? Was there a map?" Pacifica asked as she dug through the envelope and another piece of paper fell out. "There it is."
"Well, what are we waiting for?!" Stan asked with excitement.
"You to put a shirt on." Ford replied.
"Fine!" Stan responded. "But it won't be a nice one."
Later, the gang following Dipper's instructions and approached the cave Dipper had sent them to retrieve him with Stan wearing a tank top that revealed his hairy pits.
"You couldn't have gone with a better shirt?" Ford asked his twin brother.
"No." Stan replied.
The family, in all honesty, weren't exactly worried about Dipper since knowing him, he could easily escape his predicament. Although, the idea of Dipper ending up in the past butt naked made Mabel chuckle.
"Oh man! I can't imagine how embarrassed he'd be." Mabel laughed.
Pacifica narrowed her eyes at Mabel. "Which is exactly why it isn't funny!"
"For you….." Mabel beamed at Pacifica, who only turned red.
"Just shut up!" Pacifica demanded.
"Oh, I know what you're thinking…"
"Kids, could you not discuss what you're talking about?" Ford suggested. "Some of us don't want to think about it as well."
They soon entered the dark cave they swore was similar to all the other caves they have entered over summer.
Ford may have not been worried about Dipper, but he was still conflicted about going up against his daughter, Miara. He theorised how it would go. Would he be willing to fight his own daughter? Or wouldn't he be willing to face his daughter? But he knew he had to confront her at some point.
They walked at the end and saw that there was a huge print that looked like something that was being dragged on the ground. A sight that made the family both confused and angry.
"What?!" Pacifica exclaimed. "Where the heck is it?!"
"I think it's gone." Ford replied.
"What?!" Stan exclaimed in shock. "How did this happen?!"
Just then, Miara landed in front of them doing a superhero landing and made a hissing noise. Before they could run out, Preston arrived with an army of skeletons behind him.
Then, Toffee landed in front of the family while doing his own superhero landing while holding his lightsaber. "Hello Pines and Northwest."
"Toffee!" Ford snarled at the lizard man.
"Hello Ford, I see you've brought Stan to me." Toffee remarked. "Well done."
"Oh, why do you have to be a problem to us, Scalesman?!" Stan asked.
Toffee sighed. "Do not call me a Scalesman."
"What was the point of sending my nephew back in time?!" Ford angrily asked.
Toffee smiled. "You are most aware of what I want. The thing I want in Stan's head."
"Hey, mr Scalesman, what do you want with my Grunkle's sleepwalking?" Mabel asked.
"Sleepwalking?" Toffee queried.
"Yeah! It's something people get even though Stan had no history of it!" Mabel yelled.
"Actually, it's sort of sleepwalking." Toffee replied. "And don't assume I don't know what sleepwalking is. Mabel, has your Grunkle told you-"
"Shut up!" Stan demanded as he started charging at the lizard man. Toffee quickly retaliated by force freezing Stan in place before force pushing him backwards.
"Sorry Stanley, but I think I'd like to tell Mabel the truth."
Ford then pulled out his blaster and started blasting. But Toffee quickly ignited his lightsaber and deflected each blast back at Ford. One of them, shooting the gun out of his hand.
"Oh, someone else." Toffee remarked before Miara got ahold of her father by his arms.
While Preston's army grabbed a hold of Pacifica who was struggling to escape their bony grasp. "Hey, watch the hair and shirt!"
"Hey, bring back my brother and let go of my future sister-in-law and Grunkles!" Mabel demanded.
"Mabel, you want to know why I am after Stan, don't you?" Toffee asked.
"You're a Scalesman, you're probably trying to steal money from his vault by trying to get his password." Mabel replied. "But, does human currency work on your world?"
Toffee sighed. "You're not taking this seriously. Hmm, if that's the case, then the thing that's in your uncle's head is a someone." Mabel pulled a confused look, not understanding what Toffee meant. "Oh, too naive. I don't think you understand who is in your uncle's head. You remember, Bill Cipher?"
Mabel was stunned, she was essentially in disbelief. "No! No! This can't be true!"
"Oh don't take my word for it, take Ford's, Stan's and Pacifica's." Toffee suggested.
The horrified Pines twin turned to her family whose guilty faces told her the true story.
"Stanley, if you wish for your nephew to return from the past, then bring yourself to the old Gravity Falls church." Toffee requested. "Or, you could try fighting me and Dipper is stuck in the past. Does it sound like a fair trade? Make up your mind."
Toffee let go of Stan, Miara threw Ford to the ground while Preston's skeleton army threw Pacifica to the ground.
Preston's skeleton army disappeared underground while Preston slowly walked out of the cave, Miara flew out while Toffee used his force speed to get out of the cave, leaving the Pines family to take in what happened.
Mabel dropped to her knees and stared at her Grunkle with a horrified expression. "Grunkle Stan?"
Stan sighed. "Mabel, I'm sorry."
Back at the Shack, Mabel was sitting on the couch still trying to take in the revelation about her Grunkle Stan. I mean, today had been a lot of fun until her brother got sent back in time and her Grunkle had Bill Cipher inside his head.
Stan and Ford were sitting in the kitchen with Pacifica entering the area with an expression that said she had given up.
"What has she said?" Stan asked.
"Stan, she still needs time to get used to this fact." Pacifica said gently.
"But, she's scared of me." Stan retorted. "I know it may not look like she is, I know she will be afraid of me."
"Well what can we do?" Ford asked. "Mabel fears you, the only way to get Dipper back from the past is to hand you in and I have to confront my own daughter someday. I mean, too much is going on. What can we do?"
"What, will we do?" Stan asked.
"Could it be that you need to hand yourself in?" Pacifica asked with concern. "I'm lost as well."
"Are you crazy?!" Stan exclaimed. "I mean, why would I hand myself in and bring about Weirdmageddon 2?!"
"Maybe…..You do." Ford responded like he has an idea. "Stanley, maybe you need to hand yourself in. Pacifica is right."
"What?!" Stan exclaimed.
"I swear I didn't want it to work." Pacifica said.
Later, Stan now wearing a black coat was about to exit the shack, but before he left, he turned to acknowledge Mabel whom was still staring off into the distance trying to take everything in.
She took a quick glance at her Grunkle with her worried expression. They didn't need words to express what they were saying, the two already knew what they were saying to each other.
Stan sighed sadly before leaving the Shack to confront Toffee.
The stroll to the church to wasn't long but Stan decided to make it long all while he let the rain drop on him.
He finally made it to the church which looked old and abandoned and the perfect spot for an Anime shootout. He slowly walked up the steps before opening the door.
The church seats looked like they were all set up like it was prepared for a sermon. On the podium, Toffee stood in front of it with a giant time circle behind him that looked similar to the portal Ford got sucked into 30 years earlier.
Toffee smiled sinisterly as he pulled out his lightsaber. "Hmm, so glad you could make it." He took a quick glance downwards.
"You got me." Stan said. "Bring me Dipper and I'll hand myself in."
"Hmm, your offer would mean something, if you actually had five fingers." Toffee remarked as he motioned to Stan's hands which had six fingers instead of five.
"Nice observation." Ford remarked. "Sorry my brother couldn't make it, he doesn't want to be taken over permanently for a while."
Miara floated right down next to Ford while Preston stood by one of the many benches, Preston's undead army was sitting on the benches while the unfeeling stood by the pillars ready to start blasting.
"Shame you couldn't bring anyone else." Toffee said. "Because some of us are undead, some of us are robots, one of us is invincible, one of us can freeze anyone and I have unimaginable powers."
Ford then smiled. "Fortunately, I know some of your weaknesses." Ford pulled a Walkman from his pocket, turned it on and the song that played was Taking Over Midnight. The cheesy song itself caused the zombies to either collapse, explode or tear their own organs out of their bodies.
Miara grabbed Ford and was about to break his arm, but he threw some dust that was hidden up his sleeve into her face, blinding her.
Preston pulled out his ice sword and started charging at Ford. The six fingered man quickly pulled out a device and threw it to Preston's chest, causing the man to be start screaming in pain before running out of the church.
"Cheap moves." Toffee said.
"Cheesy pop songs, dust and a device made to make people think they're burning." Ford replied. "I learnt from the best."
"But can you survive the Unfeeling?" Toffee asked.
The Unfeeling readied their blasters. Ford quickly pulled out his blaster and did a dive behind one of the benches and shot two of them in the head.
Then the army of Unfeelings started firing but somehow kept missing Ford, who shot five more members of the robotic army.
But one of the Unfeeling managed to shoot Ford in the shoulder, causing it to start smoking.
The six fingered man killed the Unfeeling that shot him all while running to one of the pillars. As he did that, he shot two more Unfeelings all while the remainder kept shooting at him, but missing.
Ford, deciding to spare some ammo, pulled out a grenade, threw it and it blew up, killing around 7 more Unfeelings, leaving one more remaining.
Ford killed the lone Unfeeling by shooting it in the head before starting to run upstairs so he could face Toffee.
Ford was about to run past the machine, but he stopped just to activate it so his nephew could return safely.
Toffee snarled but Ford fired a shot upwards, hitting Toffee in the jaw, causing it to be destroyed. The six fingered man ran up the stairs and was greeted to force lightning by the evil lizard all while he used his other hand to cover his disfigured jaw that was healing.
But luckily, Ford was unaffected due to a protective shield made from rubber.
Toffee narrowed his eyes as his jaw fully healed. "You just don't know when to quit." The evil lizard then pulled out his lightsaber and activated it.
Ford tried blasting him but the evil lizard just kept deflecting it that Ford just avoided while trying to shoot the evil lizard.
Ford quickly realised he was out of ammo and sighed before Toffee tried to slice him with his lightsaber.
Ford did everything to avoid Toffee's lightsaber with ease, but he did get a small cut on his cheek before punching Toffee in his face.
Ford aimed his gun at Toffee again but the evil lizard quickly sliced it with his elegant weapon and kicked Ford to the floor.
Once the six fingered man landed on the floor, he pulled another blaster out of his hand and aimed it at Toffee while his lightsaber was close to the six fingered man's chest.
"Well, you are one worthy opponent." Toffee remarked.
Ford smiled. "You weren't the first over powered individual I encountered."
"Hmmmm." Toffee smiled sinisterly while the sound of a machine powering down was heard. "It appears someone decided to shut it down."
Ford just narrowed his eyes at the evil lizard. "Dipper, you better have found a way back."
He then looked over the evil lizard and saw Miara floating behind him with her eyes set on her father.
"Even if you shoot me, I will heal." Toffee said to the six fingered man. "You would be wasting your shots."
"Yeah….Which is why I'm going to make it count." Ford retorted before shooting Toffee in the stomach, causing him to fall off the ledge and onto a table.
Just as Ford stood up, Miara flew towards her father and rammed him out the church window causing him to fall to the ground. But before he smashed through the glass, he did have the chance to throw off a grenade that was set to blow.
Miara quickly ran to her boss and grabbed him before the church could blow up.
She looked at Toffee and noticed that he wasn't healing, which caused her to be concerned for the first time.
"Uh….He delayed my powers." Toffee remarked as he struggled to breath. "Impressive. I won't die Miara…As long as I get good…..medical treatment. Miara, take us home." Miara flew off while carrying the lizard in her arms and towards their base.
Ford was on the ground, knowing that all of his bones had been broken. He felt lifeless, he felt like he was going to die soon if he didn't get the proper medical attention.
He took a look to his right and swore he saw his nephew, Dipper running towards him to see if he was okay. Well, at least he could die on a pleasant image.