Ford had awoken in the living area of the Mystery Shack covered in a lot of bandages wrapped around his body. He swore he was dead due to his fight with Toffee and Miara throwing him out of the church window.

"How did he survive that fall?" Asked the voice of Wendy.

"I don't know." The voice of Soos replied. "I thought he would have…..Been instantly dead. You know, since he's close to 70."

"If he has a metal spine that wouldn't surprise me." The voice of Stan said.

"Guys, we should call the doctors." The voice of Pacifica pleaded.

"Pacifica, if there's one thing I know about doctors and shootouts, is that they call the cops to interrogate ya." Stan said.

"Have you been in a shootout Grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked.

The voice of Dipper made Ford open his eyes wide and saw that Dipper was back, but he couldn't get up on account of his broken body.

"Dipper!" Ford happily exclaimed. He then winced in pain due to his broken back.

"Take it easy Ford, you've hurt your back pretty bad." Stan said. "I mean, that was lucky you survived. I surely couldn't survive a fall from that height. Let alone out of a church window."

"Dipper…..What happened?" Ford asked. "And why are you dressed like you're ready for Pioneer Day?"

Dipper was wearing brown suspender pants, a grey buttoned up shirt, black shoes and a brown hat. "I ended up in the past, remember?"

"Yeah but why are you still dressed in it?" Ford asked. "It looks stupid on ya." Ford laughed but stopped again due to the pain.

Dipper just pulled a deadpan expression. "This would be something Grunkle Stan would do."

"How did you carry me back to the Shack?" Ford asked.

"Oh, he called me first thing, dude." Soos replied. "Luckily, your cell phone didn't get damaged. I mean, that has to be one powerful cell, dude."

"How did you survive in the past?" Ford asked. "Must have been rough for you."

"Okay it started when I was talking to Pacifica on the phone when all of a sudden….."

Nine hours earlier, Dipper was busy talking to Pacifica on the phone while Toffee, Mabel Dipper and Preston followed behind.

"….I'll keep safe don't you worry…Okay, I love you too."

Dipper saying 'I love you' to his own daughter made Preston snarl with disapproval as he tried to pull out a sword.

"No." Toffee requested as he gently held Preston's wrist and lowered it. "We don't wish to kill him. I do not want the family to get suspicious."

But Preston did not listen, being a Northwest so he walked towards Dipper, who then quickly turned around and hit Preston in the leg with trowel he brought along, but that did nothing.

But Dipper did run pass Preston but unknowing into enemy fire. Because once Toffee fired the Timezapper-inator, causing every part of Dipper to disappear. Except for his clothes.

This sight did make Toffee raise his eyes in surprise as well as Mabel Dipper's. "What?" Mabel Dippee reacted. "Why didn't they send his clothes back?"

"Well, the instructions did state that it sends everything back in time except for paper and any item of clothing." Toffee's response made Mabel Dipper laugh.

"I don't believe it." Mabel Dipper laughed. "He is stuck in the past, naked." Mabel Dipper laughed harder.

"But it does make gaining his clothes a lot easier." Toffee remarked.

"Wait dude, how did you know that's how the conversation went?" Soos asked.

"I don't, I just theorised." Dipper replied.

"Seriously dude, that sounds way too perfect to be theoretical." Wendy retorted.

"Okay, I ended up in the past….."

Dipper woke up in the middle of a grassy field, feeling rather cold. He rubbed his head and moved his hand about to find his trademark cap, but he couldn't. He stood up and felt a really cold breeze all over his body before looking down. He then screamed in sheer terror as he quickly hid in a nearby bush.

"Where are my clothes?!" Dipper exclaimed in terror before figuring out what happened to them. "Oh man! Why did Toffee do that?! I mean, that is a new low."

"Woah kiddo, what happened to your clothes?!" Ask a random man on a horse. The man had brown eyes, a very big white bushy beard and a huge nose that Dipper swore looked like belonged to someone he knew.

"Uh…Can I ask?" Dipper asked. "Because whatever you might respond might help me figure out how I lost my clothes."

"Oh, you're in the year of our former great 8th and a half president, 1883." The man replied.

"Quentin Trembley." Dipper said. "But where am I?"

"Oh dang kid, whatever happened to you and your clothes, must have made you lose your memory as well." The man remarked.

"Uh….Yeah."

"Well, you're in Gravity Falls, in the great state of Oregon." The man's response made Dipper relived since he was somewhere familiar. "Do you know what happened to your clothes?"

"I…..don't know." Dipper lied so he wouldn't sound crazy.

"Ah, donkey dung!" The man exclaimed. "Well, I have spares for my son just in case he lost his clothes. He always misplaces them."

The man then handed Dipper some clothes which he caught. "Thank you, sir." Dipper said.

"If you need me, holler for Jerome McGucket!" The man then made a loud yee-haw before slapping his horse. The slap cause the horse to panic and to knock the man off of it then running away. "Wait, Nelly! Come back!" Jerome started to chase his horse while Dipper was taking in the minutes that had pass.

"Well, at least I can trust someone here." Dipper remarked before putting his clothes on.

Later, Dipper started to explore the town he knew from modern times. It was really strange seeing it in 1883 back when everything was simple. There was no phones, no television, no radio, no vehicles, no laser tag and no movie theatre. Just stuff like horses, manure shovelling companies, quilt stores and clothing stores. It reminded him of the Amish town he visited once with his family. He found it interesting, but Mabel didn't whatsoever.

"Wow!" Dipper remarked before shaking his head and realising he had a mission to get home. "Focus Dipper, you have to find a way back." He then sat down on a cart to try and think of a way of getting back home to his own time. "Uh, how do I get myself back home? Maybe I should wait for Blendin Blandin to arrive. No! Don't be stupid, he might not even show up."

"Hey, get off my cart!" A random gent with a huge brown beard, holding a shovel demanded. "Get off!"

Dipper jumped off the cart, raising his hands in self defence. "Ah! Sorry sir!"

"Were you trying to steal my manure?!" The man, who looked familiar to Dipper, asked angrily.

"Manure?" Dipper looked back at the cart he was sitting on earlier and saw a lot of manure. He turned around to look at his pants. "Eww!"

"Were you trying to steal it!"

"No! Why would I steal manure?!"

"To sabotage my business!" The man used his dirty shovel to shove Dipper to the ground. "And you know what thieves get?!"

When the man tried to decapitate Dipper, someone grabbed the shovel he was about to use on him. "Woah Nathaniel, I think you'd ought to be a lot nicer."

The voice in question was Scottish. But specifically, someone who sounded very familiar to Dipper. He looked up and saw none other than the most Scottish Greek person in existence, Xander Ramirez. "Is that how you treat nice young men? You try to chop em with a shovel."

Dipper was amazed by what he was seeing. He couldn't believe it. The man was right in front of him way before he got turned into a vampire many years in the future. But wait, Xander told him he gave him the list of names in the year Gravity Falls was founded, 1842. Did he get things mixed up due to being immortal? Or did he tell some kind of lie? Wait, Xander told him 1839 for some reason, when they first met, was that a lie as well?

Xander offered Dipper a hand to help him up. "Hi, need a hand?"

Dipper grabbed the hand and stared at the man in amazement. He shrugged his shoulders, still shining his pearly whites at the boy. "What's the matter son, never seen a former Vice President before?"

"Vice President?!" Dipper exclaimed in surprise. "Oh great, something else he hasn't told me."

"I'm sorry?" Xander asked.

"Oh Uh, sorry Xander."

"Xander?" The man smiled. "My name's Johnathan Orthan. Former Vice President of Quentin Trembley."

"And my name is Mason." Dipper coughed. "Listen Xan…I mean, Jonathan. I need to-"

"Listen kid, how about we talk elsewhere?" Xander asked. "I don't think standing beside a cart of manure would be appropriate. Okay Nathaniel, continue."

Once Xander and Dipper walked away to talk privately, Nathaniel continued to shovel manure. "One day, I will be rich. I will be rich! No matter how hard I have to try!"

Once Xander and Dipper were out of earshot of the entire town. The so-called former VP shoved Dipper against the wall and gritted his teeth.

"Okay kid, spill the beans!" Xander demanded. "How did you know about me?! Who sent you?!"

"Ah! Mr Ramirez, calm down!" Dipper requested.

"Not until you tell me!" Xander demanded.

"My head."

"Yeah, well it's going to hurt more."

"No! Look at my forehead!"

Xander moved a bit of Dipper's head to the side and to his surprise, he sees the familiar birthmark that was on his arm. The Big Dipper. Xander went wide eyed before putting Dipper down carefully. "You're a member of the Children of the Constellation? Haven't I dealt with Darkness already?"

"Xander, I'm a future member." Dipper explained. "I'm from 2013."

"Really?" Xander asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah. Look, in the future, you gave me this list." Dipper informed the immortal while trying to look in his pocket.

"What list?" Xander asked.

It was at this point, Dipper realised something, the list was actually in his clothes back in his own time. "Uh! Sorry, my list is in my clothes back home."

"And you're wearing this clothing because….."

"Look, it was lent to me because I arrived back in time without my clothes." Dipper replied. "And look, this happened in a movie but only their clothes were burnt off."

"What's a movie?" Xander asked.

Dipper groaned. "Right, 1883. Look, that's not important."

"Do you at least remember the letter I gave you?" Xander asked.

"Yes! Yes, I do." Dipper replied.

Xander tore a wanted poster from the wall and handed Dipper a pen. "Okay, write them down."

Dipper wrote down the list of names that were going to be members of the next Children of the Constellation. Mason 'Dipper' Pines, Pacifica Northwest, Stanford Pines, Grenda Grundanator, Waddles and Herman Trout.

Xander took the list from Dipper's hand and read it to himself before putting it in his pocket.

"And a bit of random info: You told me I gave you this in 1842." Dipper mentioned. "When you were watching Quentin being Quentin."

Xander tried to think of a good excuse for why that might be and then shrugged his shoulders. "Well, as a Greek philosopher, I'd probably know the rules of time travel. Maybe I chose not to give you much information due to you possibly trying to perfect it, therefore causing a tear in the fabric of space and time."

"Well…..It sounds stupid." Dipper replied. "Honestly, I feel like it's something someone made up to fix a plot hole."

"Okay kid, your quest is done." Xander said. "So, how are you going to get home?"

Dipper groaned. "I don't know. Uh, I haven't thought about it. Wait, what if I'm stuck in the past forever?! What if I never see my family again?! What if….I never see Pacifica again?!"

"Woah, easy now." Xander assured the young boy. "Dipper, we will find a way for you to get back home. Let me assure you that. But….that might take some time since I have never found ways to travel forwards and backwards through time."

"Uh….The only person I know who would be around travelling in time would definitely be Blendin Blandin." Dipper said. "But, how would there be a way for me to get back to 2013 in 1883?"

Just then, Archibald Corduroy ran up to Xander and Dipper, panting. "Ah, Archibald, how nice to see you. Why the terrified look?"

"Mr Orthan, someone took all the peanut brittle." Archibald replied. "And someone stole Nathaniel's manure cart."

"Thanks for the information Mr Corduroy." Xander replied. "I'll be sure to get to work on it."

"But, Mr Trembley has gone missing as well." Archibald informed him.

The news of Trembley's disappearance made Orthan freeze while Dipper went wide eyed since he knew what Trembley was planning.

"Xander, I know where he is." Dipper informed him.

Later, Xander followed Dipper to the Gravity Falls cemetery where they noticed that there was a stone plate that was opened, being watched by what appeared to be an angel pointing behind the two. And beside it, was Nathaniel's manure cart.

"Well, I think Quentin decided to bury himself." Xander remarked.

"It's not that." Dipper explained.

"What do you mean?"

"Well-"

"My manure cart!" Exclaimed the voice of Nathaniel Northwest.

The two turned around to see Nathaniel approaching the cemetery along with someone who looked like Toby Determined.

"Follow me Artie!" The manure shoveler demanded.

"I'm coming Mr Northwest, just give me some time." The man whined similarly to Toby, struggling to carry his old timey camera.

"I want whoever stole my manure to come out and face me!" Nathaniel demanded.

"Ah, people! Can someone come down?!" Asked the familiar voice of Quentin Trembley.

Nathaniel grunted before gripping his shovel to beat up Quentin with Dipper, Artie and Xander following from behind.

Once they got down, they see Quentin standing right beside a bunch of scattered peanut brittle. "Finally, some people have come down to help me with my greatest feat! Including my fellow VP, Jonathan The Orphan!"

"He keeps referring to me as that." Xander said to Dipper. "Which is harsh because I was actually born an orphan."

"What were you doing with my manure cart?!" Nathaniel asked angrily.

"And my peanut brittle?" Artie pouted.

"I needed that cart to carry my brittle so I can encase myself in it to achieve immortality." Quentin explained. "I tested it with a mosquito many years ago and it succeeded."

Nathaniel and Artie laughed. "Oh, you expect us to believe that?!" Nathaniel laughed.

"I do." Dipper replied.

Nathaniel and Artie stared at the boy like he was crazy but he just shrugged his shoulders as a response.

"I as well believe it." Xander said. "So….Mr Trembley, you wish to be encased in peanut brittle?"

"Mr The Orphan, it is my one goal!" Trembley replied. "It has been ever since I was 4 years old!"

"To be buried in peanut brittle?" Artie asked.

"Buried in peanut brittle and to be immortalised!" Trembley replied. "But I can't do it by myself I suddenly realised. So, I need people to encase in the brittle to be immortalised."

Artie laughed along with Nathaniel. Xander just shook his head in amusement, but Dipper was the only one who was taking this seriously having meant him decades later.

"Actually, I think we should." Dipper suggested. "As a little experiment."

Nathaniel, Artie and Xander stared at Dipper like he was crazy, while Quentin just grinned at him. "I like where your head's at my dear boy."

"Uh….Thanks." Dipper replied.

"No problem. Now, this day deserves to be remembered!" The crazy former president declared. "Artie, do you have one of those instant picture machines?"

"Don't you mean camera?" Artie asked.

"Yes! The instant picture machine!" Trembley replied. "Prep it up!"

Later, Dipper, Xander, Nathaniel and Artie are posing for a picture. Artie showed everyone the picture which Quentin declared as perfect. Then, the four were encasing Quentin in his peanut brittle which took them around 7 hours of their loves. Dipper asked Artie if he could keep the photo which he intended to use for purposes to get him back to the future.

After that, Dipper and Xander were strolling down the streets of Gravity Falls with Dipper admiring the old architecture. Xander chuckled over something which caught Dipper's attention.

"How can anyone solve that treasure hunt?" Xander asked. "You have to be the most silliest person alive for it to work."

"Well, someone will." Dipper replied.

"You could have tried to freeze yourself in peanut brittle." Xander remarked. "Why didn't you?"

"Because it might not work." But in actuality, Dipper didn't see anyone else frozen in peanut brittle when he and Mabel arrived so he'd probably be retconning history if he encased himself in brittle.

"Dumb excuse." Xander remarked. "If you didn't wish to be buried in peanut brittle because the idea sounded ridiculous then there's no shame in hiding it."

Dipper sighed. "But, how can I get back? There's gotta be a way. I mean, I'd be lucky if Blendin Blandin just ran out of nowhere."

And like that, Blendin Blandin came out of nowhere and crashed into Dipper. They felt dizzy after their impact. With Blendin's goggles being cracked.

"Oh jeez, not again." Blendin groaned. "Better than time prison."

"Blendin!" Dipper happily exclaimed. "Oh boy, am I happy to see you?"

It was at this moment, Blendin started to panic at the sight of the male Pines twin. "Oh jeez! Oh Jeez! Not you! Not you! Anyone but you!"

"Blendin, I need your help!" Dipper pleaded.

"Well, you got yourself into this mess so do you it yourself!" Blendin demanded.

"Come on Blendin, I thought you got over me and Mabel locking you up in time prison."

"I can hold a grudge for longer!" Blendin pointed at Dipper with an accusing finger.

"Blendin, whatever you might have against me, I need your help to get me home!" Dipper said. "I've been sent into the past by an evil lizard in a suit named Toffee. He looks like a salesman."

"So, a Scalesman?" Blendin asked.

"You know if I had a nickel for every time I heard that joke." Dipper remarked.

"Listen, give me a good reason as to why I should help you. Because I don't wish to help anyone who has ruined me in the past! Or maybe future! Or present! I mean, you lose what day, month, week, year it is."

"Blendin, Toffee is trying to restart Weirdmageddon."

"Weirdmageddon?" Xander asked.

"Weirdmageddon?!" Blendin screamed. "No! No! No! No! You have to be joking!"

"I'm not." Dipper said. "Bill is stuck in my Grunkle Stan's head and Toffee is trying to free him. He has Bill's horsemen at the ready."

"Oh jeez! Oh jeez!" Blendin started panicking. "Look, I'd like to get you back but my tape measure is broken."

"What?!" Dipper exclaimed.

"But….but…there is another way." Blendin stuttered.

"And so, Blendin showed me the original time machine that the time agency worked on as the original form of time travel. But the method was rather over complicated which might explain why they stuck with tape measures. Which lead me to start my plan which is rather complicated. I managed to memorise the position to where the Shack will be around 80-90 years later and traced it back to the cave. I then wrote a letter to Pacifica which I tasked Nathaniel to pass down to generation to generation and judging by the time, that didn't happen. I buried a photo of me, Xander, Nathaniel and Quentin in the cave where you'd end up just to let you know that the me, you guys were stuck with, wasn't me. The portal activated and I said my good byes to everyone before I jumped though. There, I ended up witnessing a fight between Grunkle Ford and Toffee."

"Then, I got your phone and called Soos to bring you back to the shack." Dipper finished explaining his story.

"So now what do we do?" Stan asked. "Your back's broken and Toffee is ready to begin Weirdmageddon 2.0."

"Is that the official title?" Wendy asked.

"Either Weirdmageddon 2.0 or Weirdmageddon The Sequel. Take it or leave it."

"Fine, Weirdmageddon 2.0." Wendy reluctantly said.

"Stan, I need something from the lab. Could you go get it?" Stan asked. "It's a healing substance that will heal me in about 20 hours. It's a painful process but worth it."

"And I'll get ready for bed." Dipper announced. "I had a long day and I don't wish to be stuck in the past again."

"Give me those clothes when you're done." Pacifica requested. "I wanna burn them."

Dipper chuckled while him and Pacifica walked upstairs together. "By the way, sorry I put that image in your head."

Pacifica awkwardly laughed. "What…what….what image?"

Stan walked to the vending machine that lead to Ford's lab, where he saw Mabel petting Waddles. She took a glance at her Grunkle and stared at him with fear plastered on her face. Stan stared at his niece with an apologetic stare, trying to tell her not to be scared, it's still him.

But Mabel didn't know how to handle it. She didn't know if she could trust her Grunkle anymore. She picked up Waddles and made her way upstairs, while Stan walked back down to the lab to retrieve Ford's cure while having a good cry.