The sun was beginning to set in Gravity Falls, as Stan was finishing up a tour with one final scam. "For tonight's final illusion, we have the incredible 'Sack of Mystery,'" he said to the tourist, holding up an average potato sack with a question mark stitched on it to the tourists. "When you put your money in, it mysteriously disappears!"
The tourist bought it, saying positive things as they put their money into the bag.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Patrick was sitting on the floor with Dipper, while Mabel and Soos sat on the recliner's armrests. They were watching TV show called Tiger Fist. "The tiger was badly injured in the explosion, but we repaired him with a fist," said the narrator, showing a tiger having a human arm come out of its left side. The title appeared.
The four of them cheered for the tiger, with Dipper saying that it's a hero. Patrick chuckled and then said with a smile, "This show sucks."
On TV, the tiger punched itself, before the title appeared again. "Tiger Fist! ...will return after these messages," the narrator said, before the TV showed a commercial that started with a person's hands releasing a group of doves.
"Hey, look. It's that commercial I was telling you guys about," said Soos, so Patrick turned up the volume.
"Are you completely miserable," a man's voice said, showing a mountain view as the sun raised.
It then showed a man sobbing, with his face in his hands. "YES!" he shouted.
"Then you need to meet—" the scene changed to show a person's silhouette, with a question mark on it and the word Gideon, before the voice whisper, "—Gideon."
"Gideon?" Dipper wondered out loud.
"What's so great about him," Patrick asked.
"He's a psychic."
"Aroo?" Mabel made an odd sound and tilted her head.
"So don't waste your time with other so-called "man of mystery." The screen showed a clip of their outhouse, before Stan came out of it with a piece of toilet stuck to his slipper. The word FRAUD was stamped over him. "Learn about tomorrow tonight at Gideon's Tent of Telepathy." The screen then showed a blue and white tent with a colorful wooden pentagram with an eye in its center on top. Then a long subtext was speeded through. "Voidwhereprohibited,noC.O.D.' 'vealwayslovedyoubutneverhadthegutstosayit."
"Wow, looks like Stan's got himself some competition," Patrick said with a grin.
"I'm getting all curiousy inside," Mabel said.
"Well, don't get too curiousy," said Stan when he walked in and flipped up his eyepatch. "Ever since that monster Gideon rolled into town, I've had nothin' but trouble."
—(flashback)—
A couple days ago, Stan driving in a parking lot looking for a spot. He spotted an open parking spot and attempts to back up into it, only for Gideon's tour bus to quickly pull in first. While a crowd of cheering fans were outside, Stan made a fist and growled, "Gideon!"
—(flashback ends)—
"Well, is he really psychic," Mabel asked him, as Stan took off his suit.
"I highly doubt it," Patrick said, as he and Dipper stood up.
"I think we should go and find out," Dipper said.
"Never!" Stan snapped, taking off his tie and unbuttoning his white shirt. "You're forbidden from patronizing the competition. No one that lives under my roof is allowed under that Gideon's roof!"
They watched him leave the room before Patrick said, "he does know that tents don't have roofs, right?"
"I think we just found our loop hole... literally!" Mabel held up a string with a loop in it. Dipper looked unimpressed at her pun while she said, "Mwop mwop!"
"So come down soon, folks. Gideon is expecting you," the TV said, which kind of left Patrick unsettled.
{Play Stranger Things theme by Kyle Dixon & Michael Stein}
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At the beginning of the intro, there is nothing but blackness.
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Then about three seconds later, a bunch photographs started falling from above in slow motion.
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Getting a closer look at one of the photographs, while others twirled and spun in the background in slow motion, shows the town of Gravity Falls from a distance.
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Another picture shows the Mystery Shack during the night time, with bright lights shining thought the windows.
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One photo shows a thundering sky that had a large, flying creature's shadow being seen through the dark clouds. The camera then focuses on a picture behind the previous one, showing large claw marks on a tree trunk, as more photos were seen falling.
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Three photos are focused on now, one showing an angry Gnome, the second showing something that resembles the Long Ness Monster, and the third show a dinosaur tooth trapped in amber.
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The camera shows the cluster of photographs continuing to fall, before angling downwards to show all of them lying on a flat surface, collecting in a pile.
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The camera then gradually moves back to show more of the photos landing. After the last of the photos were on the surface, the camera moves upwards, displaying nothing but blackness again.
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Then the title of the story, including the red circle with triangle, appeared in a flash of light.
WEIRDER THINGS
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It then disappeared, before the chapter title appeared.
Chapter Four
The Hand That Rocks the Mabel
Later on that day, Patrick and the twins arrived at the Tent of Telepathy. Many other people had arrived at the tent, passing by a large, slightly portly, balding man with long brown sideburns going down his face wearing a salmon floral button up shirt with a collar, a white undershirt, a straw hat, tan pants, and white pointed shoes. "Step right up there, folks. Put your money in Gideon's psychic sack," he said, holding up a blue sack that was almost the same as Stan's scam, only it had a star on it.
And just like the Sack of Mystery, they put their money in it as they entered the tent.
"Whoa, this is like a bizarro version of the Mystery Shack," Dipper said as he and they sat down in the large tent. In front of them was a stage with the currents drawn closed.
"I know. They even have their own Soos." Patrick pointed to a passing maintenance worker who looked very much like their friend, only his name tag said Deuce.
A moment later the lights dimmed and the crowd started cheering. "It's starting! It's starting!" Mabel whispered loudly. Two search lights turned on and moved all over the room, before landing on the closed currents.
"Let's see what this monster looks like," Dipper said, crossing his arms.
As the lights shined on the currents, a large, board shouldered silhouette walked onto the stage. However, when the currents rolled back, they were met with the sight of a short, stout kid with white pompadour hair bigger than his head, an upturned nose, blue eyes, and three freckles on each of his cheeks wearing a baby blue suit, a black shirt, an American flag pin on the left side of his collar, with brown, polished shoes, and a jade amulet on his bolo tie. "Hello America! My name is Li'l Gideon," Gideon said before clapping his hand, making doves fly out of his hair and the crowd cheered.
Patrick laughed hard for a moment after seeing Gideon. "That's Gideon?! Stan's arch nemesis?!"
"But he's so wittle," Mabel said in a cute way.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it is such a gift to have you here tonight! ...Such a gift. I have a vision. I predict that you will soon all say, 'aww.'" Gideon turned around and then looked at the audience with a cute pose.
"Aww," said the crowd. That also included Mabel.
Patrick stared at him with a deadpanned expression. "You're kidding."
"It came true," she whispered in amazement.
"What," Dipper asked her with a frown. "I'm not impressed."
"You're both impressed!" Mabel insisted.
"The only thing I'm impressed with Mabel is that that Stan would be afraid of a little kid with that kind of hair," Patrick said, gesturing to Gideon.
"Hit it, Dad," Gideon gleefully ordered his dad, the man from outside, who was stationed at a piano.
The dad started playing making Patrick cringe. "Oh great, he's gonna sing," he said, before leaning back in the seat and placing his hat over his eyes. "Wake me up when he's done."
Gideon took off his cape and threw it to the audience. A woman caught it and was happy, only for other women to attack her. Gideon then started singing and dancing.
"Oh, I can see, what others can't see"
"It ain't some sideshow trick, it's innate ability"
"Where others are blind, I am futurely inclined"
"And you too could see, if you was widdle ol' me!"
"Come on, everybody, rise up! I want y'all to keep it going!"
Gideon grabbed a hold of his amulet when he said that last part. One by one, the people in all the rows of seats stood to their feet. When it got to the Pines kids, they all stood up too, even Patrick, who was startled awake. "Wha—?" He looked down and saw he was standing. "How did I—?"
"How did he—?" Dipper questioned too.
"Keep it going!" Gideon exclaimed before singing again and pointing to someone. "You wish your son would call you more."
The person turned out to be an old woman with a few cats in her lap. "I'm leaving everything to my cats," she exclaimed, shaking a fist. The cat meowed with her and shook her claw.
"I sense that you've been here before," Gideon sang, pointing to Sheriff Blubs, who was wearing a shirt with Gideon's face on it and holding various other Li'l Gideon merchandise.
"Oh, what gave it away," he asked with glee, but Patrick and Dipper weren't too impressed by the obvious give away. Gideon then came up to Mabel, as everyone else clapped with him.
"I'll read your mind if I'm able"
"Something tells me you're named Mabel"
Gideon leaves, and Mabel gasped. "How'd he do that?"
"Mabel, your shirt has your name on it in bright colors," Patrick exasperatedly told, as Gideon got back on the stage.
"So welcome all ye... to the Tent of Telepathy"
"And thanks for visiting... widdle ol' meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
The song ended with a big sign with his name came down a lit up, with fire cracks going off. Gideon was sweating and panting heavily to catch his breath. "Oh... oh my goodness," he said, while the audience cheered wildly. He took out a bottle of water and drank from it, before waving at the people. "Thank you! You people are the real miracles!"
"Woo!" Mabel cheered, as Dipper had an eyebrow raised and Patrick frowned lightly. "Yeah!"
"Well, that was a waste of time," Patrick said as they were the last people to exit out of the Tent of Telepathy.
"I know right," Dipper said smile as they stopped. "That kid's an even bigger fraud than Stan! No wonder our uncle's jealous."
"Oh, come on," Mabel said. "His dance moves were adorable! And did you see his hair? It was like, whoosh!"
"You're too easily impressed," Patrick said with a smirk, rubbing her hair.
"Yeah, yeah!" Mabel laughed as they began laughing and walking away from the tent. However, Gideon looked out from behind the tent flaps at them. Patrick felt as though someone was watching him. So he stopped to look back at the tent. Gideon was no longer there. Confused for a moment, the teenager shrugged his shoulders and turned back around to catch up with the twins.
Next day at the Mystery Shack, Dipper was at the kitchen table drinking water and Patrick was leading back on the recliner, reading a book. Mabel ran in and went to her brother with her face and ears covered in sequins. "Check it out, Dipper! I successfully bezazzled my face," she exclaimed before struggling to blink her eyes, causing some sequins to fly off. "Blink!...Ow."
"Is that permanent," Dipper asked her.
"Please don't let it be," Patrick groaned, not taking his eyes off the book as he turned to the next page. "The last thing we need is to take you to a hospital."
Mabel frown. "I'm unappreciated in my time..."
Just then the doorbell rang. Patrick signed and put down his book. "I'll get it," he declared before walking to the door. He opened it up but saw no one. He looked to the left and then to the right with a raised eyebrow. Is someone playing another prank on the Shack again?
"Down here," said a voice. Patrick looked down and saw Gideon smiling up at him. "Hello friend."
The teenager looked down at the small kid for a moment. "Uh, hi," he said unsurely. "Can I help you?"
"I was wondering if this is the residence of Mabel Pines," Gideon asked.
"Yeah." Patrick his crossed his arms and looked at him with a scowl. "What's it to ya?"
"Well, I was wonder if I can be able to talk to her," he said, before making a cute face. "Please~?"
Patrick glared down at him. Not impressed with the cute-face persuasion attempt he was making. Apart of him wanted to say no and close the door on him, but he didn't wanted to be rude. In the end, he sighed and called into the house. "Mabel, someone wants to talk to you," he said before walking back to the recliner.
When Mabel got to the door, she gasped upon seeing Gideon. "It's 'wittle ol'' you!"
Gideon laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, my song's quite catchy," he said. "Now, I know we haven't formally met, but after yesterday's performance, I just couldn't get your laugh out of my head."
"You mean this one," Mabel asked before laughing obnoxiously.
"Oh, what a delight!" Gideon giggled. "Now, when I saw you in the audience, I said to myself, 'Now there's a kindred spirit! Someone who appreciates the sparkly things in life.'"
"That's totally me," Mabel exclaimed, and laughed for a moment, before coughing up some sequins that landed perfectly on Gideon's suit, bedazzling it.
"Enchanting." He whispered. "Utterly enchanting."
"Who's at the door," Stan's voice asked from inside.
"No one, Grunkle Stan!" Mabel lied.
"I appreciate your discretion," Gideon said. "Now, Stan's no fan of mine. I don't know how a lemon so sour could be related to a peach so sweet."
"Gideon!" Mabel was faltered. "Aha ha!"
"What do you say we step away from here, and chat a bit more? Perhaps in my dressing room?"
"Oh! Makeovers. Yahoo!" Mabel poked his stomach hard. Gideon laughed for a moment, before saying 'Ow' while rubbing his stomach.
About an hour later, Gideon brought Mabel back to the Mystery Shack after showing her his dressing room. When she enter the house, she saw Dipper on the recliner reading the journal and Patrick siting at the foot of the chair, playing his Nintendo DS.
"Mabel, where have you—" Patrick turned to her to give her a scolding, only to be taken back by the good amount of makeup she had on her face, her hair neat with a pink bow it, and had long, pink nails. "Whoa, Jesus! What the hell happened to you?"
"Hey, guys," Mabel greeted them positively, before showing them her nails. "What's goin' oooon?"
"Sheesh, Mabel, what's going on with those fingernails," Dipper asked, "you look like a wolverine."
"I know, right?" Mabel playfully roared while pretending to scratch something. "I was hanging out with my new pal, Gideon. He is one dapper little man."
"Mabel, I don't trust anyone who's hair is bigger than their head," Dipper said, pointing to his head.
"Oh, leave him alone," she said with a stern look. "You and Patrick never want to do girly stuff with me; you guys and Soos get to do boy stuff all the time!"
"What do you mean?"
"Hey dudes," Soos said, walking into the room was a pack of hot dogs, "you guys ready to blow up these hot dogs in the microwave one by one?"
"Am I!" Dipper exclaimed in excitement before he and Soos ran to the kitchen.
Patrick stood up to follow them, wanting to get in on the attack, but stopped and turned back to Mabel. "Just be careful, alright," he said before joining Dipper and Soos.
Later in the afternoon, Mabel and Gideon were hang out again. This time they were sitting on the roof of a warehouse, set on the edge of cliff.
"Whoa, the view from your family's factory is nuts!" She said, sitting with Gideon as the two of the looked out at the town. "Good thing we both brought our—"
"—Opera glasses!" they exclaimed simultaneously, bringing out a pair of opera glasses. The two kids looked at each other through them before laughing together.
They pointed their opera glasses down at Gravity Falls and stared at it. After a second, Gideon put them down and glanced at Mabel. "Mabel, when I'm up here lookin' down on all those little ol' people," he said before his voice turned to a sinister hiss, as he looked at the town with malevolent grin, "I feel like I'm king of all I survey." His voice returned to normal. "I guess that makes you my queen!"
"What? You are being so nice to me right now, quit it!" Mabel smacked him in the stomach.
"I can't quit it," Gideon told her, placing a hand over his heart. "I am speaking from the heart."
"From the where-now," she asked, confused and unsure how to think of what he was going with this.
"Mabel, I've never felt this close with anyone. So, so close," he told her before reach out a hand and stroked Mabel's hair while giggling.
At this point the girl Pines twin was starting to feel uncomfortable and pushed his hand away. "Look Gideon, I um..." Gideon reached again for her hair and giggled, but Mabel quickly pushed his hand away again. "I like you a lot, but let's just be friends," she said.
"At least just give me a chance," Gideon begged with a smile. "Mabel, will you do me the honor of going on a date with me?"
"A play date?"
"Mmnn." He shook his head.
"A shopping date?"
"Mmnn. It'll just be one li'l ol' date, I swear on my lucky bolo tie," he said, place a hand on said tie.
"Ummm." Now Mabel was really feeling uncomfortable. It's not that Gideon wasn't a nice kid in her mind, he just wasn't what she wanted for a boyfriend. Something like a hot, muscular, vampire/werewolf, guitar player, lifeguard, and blonde boy was her ideal future boyfriend (like that was gonna happen). Gideon then used the puppy-eyes. She was sure that after a while of using it on Patrick and Grunkle Stan would make her invisible to it.
But she was wrong.
"Okay, then... I guess..."
"Mabel Pines, you have made me the happiest boy in the world," Gideon exclaimed and hugged her.
Mabel hugged him back, but felt something. "Are you sniffing my hair?"
(The next day)
"You did what?!" Patrick exclaimed to Mabel, as she and Dipper were playing against each other on a videogame. "You actually agreed to go on a date with a boy you barely know!? Wait—" He stopped for a moment, realizing that that would be normal for her. "You actually agreed to go on a date with Gideon!?"
"It's not a date-date, it's just, you know, I didn't want to hurt his feelings and so I figured I'd throw him a bone," she said.
"Mabel, guys don't work that way," Dipper said, looking at her with a teasing smile. "He's gonna fall in love with you."
Mabel scoffed. "Yeah, right. I'm not that lovable," she said in denial, pushing up her hair. She then shot Dipper in the game and won. "Kaboom! Yes!"
"Okay, we agree on something here," Dipper stated, before the doorbell rang.
"Just promise me you wouldn't let him talk you into something you don't want to do," Patrick said as he walked to the door. He opened the door, only to scream in shock and fall to his butt when a horse busted through and stepped halfway into the doorway. He looked upwards to see Gideon riding on it was a tall cowboy hat over a helmet. "What the hell, Gideon!?"
"I'm sorry, but I've come to take m'lady on a night of enchantment!" Gideon proclaimed, not even looking at him.
Mabel smiled nervously. "Oh boy."
The place that Gideon took Mabel to was an aquatic-themed restaurant, with the interior having a very sea-like look to it. Mabel and Gideon are sitting together at a large booth that was the best table in all of the restaurant.
"I can't believe they let us bring a horse in here," Mabel said, as the horse Gideon rode on wondered around the restaurant on its own, eating off of peoples plates.
"Well, people have a hard time saying no to me," Gideon said confidently, putting his feet on the table.
A waiter then walked up to the table and poured a refill of water into his glass. "Ah, Monsieur Gideon! Ze feet on ze table! An excellent choice!"
Gideon held up a finger to him and turned his head away. "Jean Luc, what did we discuss about eye contact," he asked.
"Yes, yes, very good!" Jean Luc quickly looked up and backed away from the table.
"I've never seen so many forks!" Mabel said, before picking up her glass of water and looked amazed at it. "And water with bubbles in it? Ooh lala, oui, oui!"
"Oh! Parlez vous francais?!" Gideon said to her in French.
Mabel opened her mouth to say something, but not came out. "...I have no idea what you're saying."
Back at the Mystery Shack, Patrick and Dipper were hang out with Wendy and Soos in the gift shop. The day proved to be another boring Monday, and they were just doing their own things.
"Hey, hey!" yelled Stan as he walked over to them, holding up a newspaper. "What the jackal is Mabel doing in the paper next to that crazy pickpocket Gideon?" He pointed to a picture of Gideon and Mabel holding hands.
"Oh, yeah, it's like a big deal," Wendy said, holding up her phone to show Stan the screen. "Everybody's talking about Gideon and Mabel's big date tonight."
"WHAT?!" Stan yelled in rage, before glaring at the newspaper, crushing it in his grip. "That little shyster is dating my great niece!?"
"I wonder what the new name will be for the power couple," Soos said while reading a Gideon magazine. "Mabideon? Gideabel?" He gasped. "Magidbeleon!"
Stan furiously threw the crumpled newspaper on the floor and walked out of the room. "I didn't know! I didn't hear about it and plus, I told her not to," Dipper lied to his Grunkle as he walked back into the gift shop, wearing his normal suit, and made his way to the exit of the house.
"Yeah, well it ends tonight," he said, before grabbing the door handle and pointed his cane at them. "I'm going right down to that little skunk's house; this is gonna stop RIGHT now!" Stan then opened the door and slammed it hard behind him.
"What do you think he's gonna do," Soos asked, as Patrick walked over and grabbed the newspaper.
"With our luck, he'll yell at the kid and steal something for him," he said, looking closely at the picture of Gideon and Mabel. Seeing that while Gideon was loving the attention from the media, Mabel looked a little uncomfortable. "I'm more worried about Mabel. There's just something fishy about Gideon, or my name's Shlinken Hoffer... and it's not."
Meanwhile, Stan's car speeded past the house of Gideon, before skidding to a halt as he hit the brakes and backed up to park in front of the house. He got out of the car and opened the wire fence, then marched across the garden to the front door. "Gideon, you little punk! Open up!" He shouted, banging on the door and looked through the peep hole. He read the sign on the door that says 'Please Pardon This Garden' "I will pardon NOTHING!"
He smacked the sign down. The door opened and Gideon's dad's glare face appeared just a foot away from Stan's. The man then smiled. "Why, Stanford Pines! What a delight," he said.
"Out of the way Bud," Stan rudely said, pushing him to the side and looked into the house. "I'm looking for Gideon!"
"Well, I haven't seen the boy around, but since you're here, you simply must come in for coffee!" Bud then pulled Stan into the house, with Stan dragging his heels into the floor to prevent himself to going in. Bud then closed the door.
"But-but I came-"
"It's imported," Bud told them him with a hand on his shoulder. "All the way from Colombia!"
"Wow... I went to jail there once," Stan said. He then whistled as he looked around the inside of the house. It was much nicer than the Mystery Shack, that's for sure. "Some digs you got here." He then walked up to a sad clown painting. "Oh, this. This is beautiful."
"Now, I hear that your niece and my Gideon are, well, they're singin' in harmony, lately so to speak," said Bud as he set down a cup of coffee on the table for Stan, who was sitting on the sofa, before sitting in a recliner.
"Uh, yeah, and I'm against it," Stan said, before knocking a pillow off the sofa. "Nyah."
"No no no. I see it as a fantastic business opportunity. Yes, the Mystery Shack and the Tent of Telepathy." Bud then guided Stan across the house. "We've been at each other's throats for far too—lemme get that." He quickly ripped down a picture of Stan on a dart board. "We've been at each other's throats for far too long, yes we have. This is our big chance to set aside our rivalry and pool our collective profit, you see."
Stan instant grinned and clicked a cash register. He was going to take money from it, but closed it. "I'm listening," he said.
"…And so I said 'Autograph your own head shot lady,'" Gideon told Mabel his joke and laughed, having finished his dinner.
Mabel nervously laughed and said, "Yeah..." She moved her fork to the lobster on her plate, only for it to pinch at it.
"Mabel, tonight's date was a complete success. And tomorrow's date promises to top this one in every way!"
"Whoa whoa, you said just one date," she stated, "and this was it."
"Hark! What a surprise! A red crested South American rainbow macaw," Gideon said, before the macaw flew in and landed on his extended arm. The sudden appearance of it made Mabel scream in shock and grab the lobster to hold it close to her. "..two three four..."
"MABEL! WILL YOU- ACCOMPANY- GIDEON- TO- THE BALLROOM DANCE- THIS- THURBDAY." Gideon shook it violently. "THURSDAY!" It then coughed up a pink letter and flew away. This caused the other costumers of the restaurant mutter about the two.
"Oh, so adorable."
"Gideon's got a girlfriend."
"They're expectin' us," Gideon said, holding up the letter. "Please say you'll go."
Mabel heard the people say 'Aw' as they gathered around the table. She looked back at Gideon and said, "Oh, Gideon, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to say-"
"I'm on the edge of my seat," Sheriff Blubs said.
"This is gonna be adorable," said Tyler.
"If she say's no, I'll die from sadness," said an old woman.
"I can verify that that will indeed happen," a doctor stated.
The chattering people that wanted Mabel to go through with going on the date were now weighing on her. She has to make a choice and needs to do it now.
After the date, Mabel returned to the Mystery Shack. Dipper was reading the journal, while Patrick playing a videogame. When she walked in, her brother noticed and put down the journal. "Hey. How'd it go," he asked, prompting Patrick to pause the game and looked at her.
"I don't know..." She responded, as she puts the lobster into the fish tank.
"Is that a lobster," Patrick asked.
"Well, at least it's over and you'll never have to go out with him again," Dipper said and was about to take a sip of his soda when he notice how sad she seemed. Putting her finger on the glass of the tank, and the lobster touched where it was.
"Mabel? It's over, right," Patrick asked sternly, walking to her with his arms crossed. "Mabel, tell us the truth."
Mabel finally couldn't take it anymore and flailed her arms. "BLAARRGG! He asked me out again and I didn't know how to say no."
"Mabel, I told you not to let him force you into something you don't wanna do," the teenager told her, "You need to say it firmly and clearly. Like this how I do it."
"It's not that easy, Patrick," she exclaimed. "And I do like Gideon, as a friend slash little sister, so I didn't want to hurt his feelings! I just need to get things back to where they used to be. You know, friends."
Out at night in the middle of the lake, Old Man McGucket was rowing a boat for Gideon and Mabel, who were seated inside of it. "Boat in the night! Boat in the night!" McGucket sang before laughing.
"Hah, you know I thought dancing was gonna be the end of the evening, right," Mabel asked nervously.
Gideon leaned forward and grabbed her hands. "Don't you want this evenin' to last, my sweet?"
"NO!" Mabel shouted, recoiling her hands out of his grasp, before claiming herself. "I mean yes. I mean I'm always happy to hang out with a friend, buddy, pal, chum, other word for friend..."
"Pal?" McGucket said.
"I already said pal, uh, mate?"
"How about soul mate?" Gideon whispered. Before she could understand what was happening, fireworks shot up into the before exploding. Show the name 'Mabel' within a heart.
"Well, you can't say no to that," McGucket said.
Mabel grabbed her face in dread, as this was moving too fast.
When Mabel got back to the Mystery Shack, she quickly made her way to the living room. However, when she entered, she failed to notice Dipper waiting for her in the recliner. "Patrick saw the fireworks," he said, making Mabel let out startled yelp as she turned to him. "He thought you might need a brother to talk to." Dipper got out of the chair and walked to her. "What in the heck happened on that date?"
"I don't know!" Mabel exclaimed in a state of panic. "I was in the friend zone, and then before I knew what was happening, he pulled me into the romance zone. It was like quick sand! Chubby quicksand!"
"Mabel, come on. It's going to be okay," Dipper said, trying to ease her worries. "It's not like you're gonna have to marry Gideon."
"Great news, Mabel," said Stan when he entered the room, wearing a white shirt that said 'Team Gideon'. "You have to marry Gideon!"
"WHAT?!" Mabel yelled at him.
It's all part of my long term deal with Buddy Gleeful. There's a lot of cash tied up in this thing. Plus, I got this shirt." He gestured to his 'Team Gideon' shirt, but noticed something else. "Ugh, I am fat."
Mabel, finally losing it, screamed and ran out of the room.
"Bodies change, honey!" Stan called after her. "Bodies change..."
Patrick was in their room reading when Mabel startled him by slamming the door open and running to her bed. She then hid her head, arms, and legs in her sweater before lying on her side. Her head resting on the pillow. He looked to the door and saw Dipper about to walk in. The teenager quietly gestured with his hand for him to leave, then pointed to himself before pointing to Mabel.
Dipper understood what he meant and nodded, before closing the door behind him. His cousin will cheer her up.
Taking in a deep breath, Patrick put his book down and walked over to Mabel's bed. He stopped for a moment, looking down at her, before sitting next. "Mabel?"
"Mabel's not here," she moaned. "She's in sweater town."
"Are you gonna come out of sweater town?" Patrick asked, only to be met with a whine and shaking of her head. "Do you want to talk about it, from sweater town?"
"…I wanted Gideon to understand that I only wanted to be friends, but then…"
"The firework?"
"He wanted to be my soul mate." She sound like she wanted to cry now. "But now I have to marry him."
"Marry?!" Patrick exclaimed, stunned. "Says who?"
"Grunkle Stan."
"Stan," he growled and clenched his fists in anger. What the hell did he get them into this time? He looked back down at Mabel and saw her now trembling. This made him upset even more. "Alright, that's it! Mabel, this is getting way out of control! If you can't break up with Gideon, then… I'll do it for you."
Mabel poked her eyes out of her sweat and looked at him. "You will?" Patrick nodded with a smile. Mabel then jumped on him and hugged him tightly. "Oh, thank you thank you thank you!" She grinned from ear to ear.
Patrick sighed with a smile and patted her head. "The things I do for love."
Mabel took Patrick and Dipper to the restaurant that she was to meet Gideon at, the Club. It was a very fancy restaurant located near the edge of a cliff. The name comes from it being shaped like the club suit from a regular deck of playing cards.
After telling the twins to stay outside, Patrick enter the restaurant and was met with the sight of wealthy people dining there in big red velvet chairs, and the walls being covered with red curtains.
He scanned around the room before spotting a person with their face hidden behind a playing card themed menu. He narrowed his eyes at it, before a waiter walked over to him. "Excuses me, but do you have a reservation," he asked in a snobby tone, but Patrick pushed him to the side.
"No," he responded before going over to the table, "and I'm not going to be here long."
Patrick walked over to Gideon before stopping in front of it. "Gideon."
Gideon put down the menu and saw him. "Oh. Patrick Pines, how are you," He asked before nodding his head. "You look good, you look good."
"Thank you, but that's what I'm here for," Patrick stated in a stern tone. "Look, Gideon. We've got to talk. Mabel isn't joining you tonight, because she doesn't want to be your boyfriend. She's kinda weirded out by you, no offense."
Gideon's eye twitched. "So what you're sayin' is... you've...come between us," he said, with his eye twitched even more.
Bad choice of words.
"I've come between— Okay, time to do this the hard way." In a split second, Patrick grabbed Gideon by the neck of his collar and pulled him out of the chair and brought him close to his face, while also bring out his crowbar. "Listen to me, you little fucker," Patrick growled as he glared at the scared boy's face. "You've not only been talking, but forcing my cousin into going on dates with you for the past two days, even when she doesn't want to, making her feel like she doesn't have a choice! And now she has to marry you!? This stops now! I didn't come between you two. Mabel told me to tell you that she not interested in you, so stay away from her or I'll rip your head off of your shoulders! Am I understand?!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Gideon exclaimed in panic.
Patrick glared at him for two second before calming down and placing him on the table. "Okay, then," he said, dust off Gideon's shoulders. "I'm sorry it had to come to this." He then turned around and walked away, ignoring all the shocked looks the other people in the restaurant were giving.
When he left through the door, Gideon narrowed his eyes with a fake smile. "I'm sorry too, my friend," he whispered.
Outside of the restaurant, Mabel was tiddling her finger nervously while Dipper had a hand on her shoulder. They then heard the door close and saw Patrick walking up to them. "So how'd he take it," asked Dipper.
"Was he mad," Mabel asked, more concern. "Did he try to read your mind with his psychic powers?"
"Don't worry, Mabel, he's just a kid," Patrick said. "Had to scare him a little, but I think he got the message."
Later, Gideon was at his house in his bedroom. He stared at himself in the mirror, breathing heavily with rage as he sweated. "Patrick Pines, you don't know what you've done," he said with a glare, before grabbing his tie.
The amulet and hand started glowing a greenish blue aura, before a candle levitated and the light bulbs on his mirror two explode one by one. Then the furnisher and other various items began rising and floating in the air.
"You've just made the biggest mistake of your life," he exclaimed, and then throw everything that was levitating down to the floor, shaming them apart.
Bud then opened the door and said, "Gideon Charles Gleeful, clean up your room this instant!"
"I CAN BUY AND SELL YOU, OLD MAN!" Gideon yelled with a glare, while pointing a finger at his father.
"...Fair enough." Bud closed the door behind him, leaving Gideon to stare at a picture on the door. It showed Mabel, Dipper, and Patrick smiling together, while the teenager hugged them both.
The picture glowed, before it burned Patrick and Dipper out of it. Leaving only Mabel intact.
The next day, the twins were outside playing with Soos. The large employee tucked some pillows under his shirt before telling the twins, "Hit me, dude!" The twins charged at Soos and jumped at his stomach, causing them to bounce off and land on the ground. They laughed a little. "Feels good."
In the gift shop, Patrick was cleaning one of the cups for sale that were shaped like Stan's head, while Wendy was texting at the cash register. Telephone on the counter rung and she answered it, not taking her eyes off her phone's screen. "Hello…Yeah, he's here…One second," she said before turning to Patrick, "Yo, Pat! It's that Toby guy. He said he wants to talk to you."
Patrick walked over to her with an irked expression. "Don't call me Pat," he told her, making her grin, before taking the telephone and placing it to his ear. "Hello?"
"Toby Determined, Gravity Falls Gossiper."
"Oh hey," Patrick responded before scratching the back of his head. "Look, about the whole accusing you of murder thing, we're really sorry for that."
"Water under the bridge! Say, have you seen anything unusual about this here town since you've arrived."
"More than I want to see."
"Then I want to interview you and your cousin, Dipper, about these phenomenas."
Patrick's eyes widened a little when he heard that. "Oh, sure," he said before listening to the rest that Toby had to say. "Uh huh, uh huh." He then grabbed a paper and pen from the counter and wrote down the address he was given. "412 Gopher Road. Tonight? Got it."
Toby hung up the phone and looked stern at a person in front of his desk. "There. I did your dirty work. Now it's time you pay your end of the bargain," he demanded, before the person through him a slip of power. Toby gasped and held up the paper. "Ha! Shandra Jimenez's phone number! Bless you, Li'l Gideon!"
Gideon left the office.
"I mean, finally," Dipper exclaimed with excitement. He and Patrick were walking on a trail at the beginning of the night, was the older cousin looking at the address he wrote down. "I thought nobody would ever ask! I have notes and theories! Will he have records? Camera? Will it be broadcast to the town? To the world? Will major news networks be listening in on this?"
"For the last time, Dipper I don't know!" Patrick told him in annoyance. Having to listen to his questions all day since he told him about the phone call. "All I is what Toby told us to do."
He suddenly stopped.
"What the?"
Dipper looked at what he was talking about and saw the address lead them to an abandoned warehouse. Unknown to them was that it was the same one Gideon took Mabel to.
Patrick looked at the address again before sharing a glance with Dipper. Two of them walked towards the warehouse.
When they made it to the doors, Patrick opened one of them and the two walked in. "Hello?" Dipper asked, his voice echoing. There was no one in there. Only various items and shipping boxes.
Patrick sighed. "Should have known this was a prank," he said. Dipper looked down and walked out of the building, with his cousin behind him.
However, right when Dipper was stepping out of the warehouse, the door suddenly slammed shut. Locking him out and his cousin in.
Concerned for his safety, Dipper turned around and banged on the doors. "Patrick? Patrick!" He yelled to his cousin.
Inside the warehouse, Patrick pulled on the handles with all his might. But they wouldn't bog.
Then out of nowhere, the light above him turned on. Patrick turned around and saw the lights turn on one by one, before they stopped at a single swivel chair in the room back end of the warehouse with its back to him. Patrick pulled out his crowbar and got into a fighting pose.
Outside, Dipper went to the side of the building and looked through the window to see what was going on.
The chair spun around to reveal Gideon, sneering at him while petting a doll of himself. "Hello friend." He greeted him.
"Ughh, Gideon." Patrick groaned, dropping his pose.
"Patrick Pines. How long have you've been livin' in this town? A week, two? You like it here?" Gideon played with the arms of the doll before glaring at Patrick. "Enjoy the scenery?"
"Cut the crap, Gideon." Patrick crossed his arms. "I know you brought us here for a reason, so what is it."
"Listen carefully, boy," he said in a threatening tone. "This town has secrets you couldn't begin to comprehend!"
"Is this about Mabel," the teenage Pines asked. "I told you, she's not into you, so get over it!"
"LIAR! YOU turned her against me!" Gideon yelled before getting out of his chair and walked towards him. He grabbed his amulet. "She was my peach dumplin'!"
"Woah, kid! Cool it," Patrick said before things took a turn for the strange and scary.
Gideon stopped and swiped his right arm across. The crowbar flew out of Patrick's hand.
Dipper ducked when the crowbar broke through the window he was at.
Patrick looked at the broken window in shock, before he glowed and was levitated into the air. Gideon threw him back into a pile of boxes. Patrick groan from the pain he felt from the impact, before looking up at the small boy, who was now standing a few feet away from him. "Readin' minds isn't all I can do," he bragged.
"But-but you're a fake," Patrick said in worry and disbelief. "A phony."
"Oh, tell me, Patrick: is this fake?" Gideon asked before raising his hand skywards. All around them Lil' Gideon merchandises levitated into the air.
"Oh man! What do I do? What do I do?" Dipper said frantically, grabbing his head and looking around for anything to help him help his cousin. He then gasped in realization. "Mabel!" He quickly got out his phone and started dialing his sister's number.
Meanwhile, Mabel was sitting outside of the Mystery Shack, chewing on her hair as she thought long and hard. A moment later and Wendy walked outside and sat next to her. "How's that hair tastin', buddy," she asked.
Mabel lets go of her hair. "Wendy, I need some advice," she said before looking up at the tall girl. "You've broken up with guys, right?"
"Oh yeah: Russ Durham, Eli Hall, Stoney Davidson..." Wendy counted off all her ex's as Mabel continued with her subject.
"I don't know what's wrong with me. I thought everything was back to normal, but I still feel all gross."
"...Pysche Wirley, Nate Holt, oh, that guy with the tattoos..."
"Maybe letting Patrick do it for me was a mistake." Mabel sighed. "Gideon deserves an honest break up."
"...Danny Feldman, Mark Epston..." Wendy stopped and gasped. "Oh man, I'm not sure I ever actually broke up with him. No wonder he keeps calling me."
"I know what I've gotta do. Thanks for talking to me, Wendy," Mabel said and was about to run off to go get her bike when her cellphone rung. She fished it out of her pocket and answered it. "Hello?...He's WHAT!" Wendy as a little startled by her yell. "Where are you?...Okay, I'll be right over."
As Mabel hung up, Wendy asked, "What's wrong?"
"Gideon's attacking Patrick," Mabel told her, surprising Wendy. "I need to get to them and stop him."
"I still got the keys to the cart," Wendy said standing up. They were about to run to the vehicle when her phone rung. The teen took it out, looked to see it was her ex calling, and then pressed the deny button. "Ignore."
Back in the warehouse, Patrick ran around, dodging the merchandises thrown at him, while Gideon laughed evilly.
Gideon then picked up Patrick with his powers and threw him hard against a cabinet. The teen laid on the cold floor and groaned in pain while holding his aching shoulder. However, he then noticed the cabinet glowing before tipping over to smash him. Patrick quickly jumped out of the way before he was crushed, before rolling on the floor and coming to a halt when his back and head hit the wall.
"Are you insane," Patrick exclaimed in anger. "You could have killed me!"
"Your cousin will be mine!" Gideon proclaimed before laughing evilly. He then pulled the sting of one of his dolls, making it laugh evilly too.
Patrick growled in anger, before noticing something down and to his right. One of the merchandises was a baseball bat. He punched through the plastic screen and grabbed the bat. With a new weapon, he got up and charged at the evil kid.
"Who's a cute little guy? You are!" Gideon talked to the toy.
"No you are!"
Patrick shouted out a shout battle cry as he charged at Gideon, ready to strike him in the skull with the bat. Gideon, however, reacted quickly and levitated the teenager up, making him drop the bat. "Dude, take a hit, will'ya," Patrick exclaimed at him with a glared. "She's never gonna date you!"
"That's a lie." Gideon noticed a box of lamb shears to his right. "And I'm gonna make sure you never lie to me again, friend," he said with menacing, levitates a pair lamb shears out of the box and bringing it up to Patrick.
Outside, Dipper banged against the door frantically with the crowbar and then tried to ram his body into them. All attempts to break into the warehouse were in vain. However, a pair of bright lights shined on him, making him look at where they were coming from.
The shears were now only a foot away from its target, Patrick's neck, when the doors were slammed open when the Mystery Shack's golf cart slammed into them. The sudden banging and rumbling of the vehicle's engine startled Gideon and made him stop the shears. "WHO DARES INTERUPT MY—" He stopped when Mabel stepped out of the cart, while Wendy groaned a little and Dipper walked around the cart.
"Gideon! We have to talk!" Mabel exclaimed sternly.
"M-Mabel. My marshmalla," Gideon nervously said and dropped the shears, making Patrick sighed in relief. "What are you doin' here?"
"Dude," Wendy said, looked at Patrick being levitated. "What the hell?"
"I'm sorry, Gideon, but I can't be your marshmallow," Mabel said, rubbing her left arm. "I needed to be honest and tell you that myself."
Gideon looked down. "I-I don't understand," he told her, squeezing the amulet. This caused Patrick to be strangled in midair.
"Uh, Mabel? This probably isn't the best time to be brutally honest with him," said Dipper, watching nervously as his cousin is choked.
"Yeah, yeah! Please," Patrick begged.
"Hey, but we can still be makeover buddies, right?" Mabel proposed, taking both his hands. "Wouldn't you like that?"
"Really?" Gideon asked with big eyes.
Mabel looked at the amulet and before Gideon could guess, she quickly grabbed it. "No, not really!" She exclaimed, pulling off the tie. The powers that held Patrick up were cancelled Patrick fell. Dipper were over to him. "You were like, attacking my cousin, what the heck?!"
"My tie! Give it back!" Gideon tried to grab it from her, only for Mabel to throw it to Dipper, who was standing behind a window.
Dipper caught the amulet. "Ha! Not so powerful without this, are you?"
Gideon screamed and charged at Dipper, before slamming into him, making him drop the amulet and breaking through the window.
"Dipper!" Patrick yelled and reached out of the window to grab his cousin, only to come and inch too short.
Dipper and Gideon screamed as they fell from the edge of the cliff. Gideon started slapping Dipper in the face, before the male twin slapped him back. The two started slapping each other. The white-haired boy slapped him again and Dipper was about the punch him, only to notice the ground getting closer. They started screaming again and braced themselves for death.
However, it never came, and the two were levitated above the ground.
In the air above them as she held up the mystic amulet, Mabel descended to the ground, bringing with her Patrick and Wendy. When they landed, the oldest girl looked at Mabel with wide eyes. "That was the coolest thing I've ever seen," she said.
"You get used to it," Patrick responded, having been bruised and banged up with dirt on his clothing.
Mabel leaned to Gideon, who was held upside down and said sternly, "Listen Gideon, it's over. I will never, ever, date you."
"Yeah!" Dipper said before he and Gideon were dropped to the ground. Mabel dropped the amulet to the ground and stepped aside to let Patrick go forward and bring his crowbar down on the magic piece, destroying it.
"MY POWERS!" Gideon yelled before looking up to see the Pines kids and Wendy glaring down at him. Ready to give him the beating of a lifetime if he didn't get. He stood up and pointed at him, while walking backwards. "Oh, this isn't over. This isn't the last you'll see of wittle... ol' me," he whispered as he walks into the dark forest.
No one said anything, before Patrick simply said, "Geez, what a freak."
At the Glee residence, Stan and Bud had just finished working out the deal to combine their business. The oldest Pines member has now just finishes signing papers and pushed them to his new partner with a loud sigh. "Ah, this is livin', brother," he said, before knocking on the clown painting.
"From now on it's all name brand foods and clown paintings," Bud said. The two cheered by tapping their glass of water, before Gideon stormed in. "Well, hey, Gideon! Why, look who I—"
He was interrupted after his son stood on the coffee table and pointed at Stan. "Stanford Pines, I rebuke thee! I rebuke thee!"
"Rebuke," Stan asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is that a word?"
"The entire Pines' family have invoked my fury!" Gideon exclaimed in a fit of rage. "You will all pay recompense for your transgressions!"
"What, you got like a word-a-day calendar or something?"
"Apbap bap but-but sunshine?" Bud laughed nervously. "What about our arrangement with Mabel and—"
"SILENCE!"
"Well, uh, I see that he's takin' to one of his rages again," Bud said before standing up and grabbing the contract. "Eh, sorry Stan, I have to side with Gideon on this one."
He then ripped the contract, surprising Stan. "Okay, okay. I can see when I'm not wanted," Stan said, standing up before grabbing the clown painting.
"Stan, I'm-I'm sorry, but I'm gonna need that painting back!" Stan didn't listen to him and took the painting and ran for the open door. "Stan? STAN!"
"TRY AND CATCH ME, SUCKERS!" He yelled, running away.
Back at the Mystery Shack half an hour later, Stan hung up the clown painting while the twins sat with their cousin on the recliner. Wendy was there a moment ago, before going home for the night. "I coulda had it all." Stan sighed before turning to look at the kids. "What the heck happened to you three?"
"Ah, you know," Patrick said, "just made enemies with Gideon."
"Gideon," Stan growled the kid's name before going over to sit on the dinosaur head next to the recliner. "Yeah, the little mutant 'swore vengeance' on the whole family. Ha, I guess he's gonna try to nibble my ankles or somethin'."
"Oh, yeah," Dipper said, realizing that Gideon was powerless now. "Yeah, how's he gonna destroy us now, huh? Try to guess what number we're thinking of?" He laughed a little.
"He'll never guess what number I'm thinking of," Mabel said. "NEGATIVE EIGHT! No one would guess a negative number."
They all started laughing together, with Patrick starting to pretend that he was their new enemy and grabbed them twins in his 'clutches', making them laugh even louder.
As for Gideon, he was in his room, creating a model of the Mystery Shack from arts and craft materials. He was finished making a doll of Mabel, before playing with it. "'Gideon, I still love you," he said, imitating her voice. "If only my family weren't in the way.'"
He then grabbed a doll of Stan and placed his head on. "'Look at me. I'm old, and I'm smelly.'"
He then grabbed a doll of Dipper. "'My head is so big because all the empty space it has.'"
Gideon then finished making Patrick's doll before mocking him. "'Hey, what are you gonna do without your precious amulet?'" He then said in his normal voice, "Oh you'll see, boy..."
On his desk, a book was opened that showed a picture of the same mystical amulet he used to have. He then closed it, displaying the cover.
It was Journal 2.
"You'll see…"
And that covers the fourth chapter of "Weirder Things."
I know I said that I'd be doing more chapters before working on my other stories, but I've decided to do "the Inconveniencing" chapter before moving on.
"The Inconveniencing" is going to be altered and will be based on an episode from Courage: the Cowardly Dog. I may or may not include Dipper and Mabel into the group because I want it to be more of a Patrick adventure chapter.
The reason Wendy was more involved was because while I like this episode, I felt the creators could have had her be more involved in dealing with Dipper. All she did was listed off all her ex's.
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