Late at night, and the road going out of Gravity Falls was all quiet with no cars going down it. However, there was one car that was next to a billboard with Gideon's face on it. It was an SUV that was used by Veronica and her agency. In the back of the SUV, Veronica was sitting in front of the many computers, radios, and radar with a headset on.
"How's it going out there," she asked on the headset. Veronica was talking to her partner that was outside and up in the trees hooking up a piece of radar equipment that'll detect and track any moving object.
"The radar's almost up. I'm going to test it out."
"Alright, go ahead, I'm ready," Veronica said, flipping a few switches.
"Okay, I'm turning on the-"
The radio contact was suddenly cut off.
All Veronica could hear was static on her headset. Confused by this, she tapped her right earphone with her index finger. "Hello? You still there?" She asked, starting to get worried. "Hello?"
Suddenly the van was rocked as large, scaly claws punctured through the metal roof and grabbed it. Knocking Veronica off her car. On the ground, she felt the SUV left off the ground before the roof was pulled and ripped right off of the vehicle. Veronica yelled as gravity pulled the vehicle back down, crashing down in the middle of the road.
Grunting in pain, Veronica stumbled out of the SUV and looked up to the sky. She gasped that the sight of what the creator was. Pulling out her phone, she called back to base. "Uh...base, this is Veronica. We've got a problem...65 million years in the making," she said into it while still staring at the sky.
Up in the sky, a Pterodactyl flew past the moon, letting out a roar.
{Play Stranger Things theme by Kyle Dixon Michael Stein}
At the beginning of the intro, there is nothing but blackness.
Then about three seconds later, a bunch of photographs started falling from above in slow motion.
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.
Another picture shows the Mystery Shack during the night time, with bright lights shining through the windows.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Then the title of the story, including the red circle with triangle, appeared in a flash of light.
WEIRDER THINGS
It then disappeared, before the chapter title appeared.
Chapter Sixteen:
Jurassic Pork
Two days after Wendy was cured of the werewolf's curse, Stan was once again at work making money off of tourists. This time, he was giving a tour with the Mystery Cart. "Ladies and gentlemen! Continuing our Mystery Tour you'll see the world-famous Outhouse of Mystery!" He announced on the tourists, passing by the outhouse with two signs that pointed to it. They were set up by Patrick when he was dragged out of bed early in the morning by Stan to put them up. The tourist 'Oooed' at the sight of the outhouse. "I got stuck in there once!"
"Could I go to the bathroom?" asked a young boy holding his crouch to hold in his pee
"Save all questions until after the tour." The boy sighed in misery. But then the cart drove over a bump. The boy looks down and sighed again. Not having to go anymore. Stan continued driving down the road, away from the Shack."And up ahead if you look really closely, everybody, get your cameras! You're gonna wanna see this."
Meanwhile, at the Mystery Shack, completely alone, Mabel and Waddles to look out the window. A grin of excitement spread on her face when she saw her Grunkle driving away. "Finally, Waddles, we have the whole house to ourselves!" She exclaimed to her loyal pig as he sat in front of her. Mabel then started tapping her chin in a thoughtful way. "What do you think? Dance party?"
Waddles oinked.
"I'm not hearing a no!"
Mabel rushed to the door of the shop and flipped the sign from "open" to "close". The twin girl then turned on the volume of a boom-box, making the words "PIG DANCE PARTY" appear on the screen. For the next few hours, Mabel spent the whole time dancing by herself and with Waddles. Then they started eating popsicles off the floor after she threw them down. After that, Mabel squished Waddles' face, before they wore sunglasses and took pictures, ate books, danced on the floor and table, even break dancing.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...yes...yes." Finally, weakened by dancing nonstop dancing to even stand, she slowed down and fell on the ground out of exhaustion next to her pig. Waddles walked up to her and started happily licking her fingers. "Uh oh! Cuddle time!" Mabel said with a laugh as Waddle walked up on her lap and sniffed her face, before she pulled the animal into a hug to cuddle. "Waddles, can I tell you a secret? You're my favorite pig in the whole world." With all her energy spent, Mabel yawned and fell asleep on the floor with Waddles.
About a few seconds later, Stan came back into the gift shop. In his hand, he chucked as he counted up all the money he'd made on the tour. But he wasn't looking at what was is in front of him, and ungraciously tripped and fell. "Aah!" This woke up Mabel and she sat up. Rubbing her head as Stan got up, and looked at her with his glasses on the floor. "Mabel? What are ya doing on the floor?" he asked.
"Being cute and great!" Mabel said, squishing her and Waddles' faces together.
Stan grabbed his fallen glasses and put them back on. "And I thought your brother was weird," he said.
"No. He's more like..." Powered by the idea of mockery, Mabel grabbed one of the hats Dipper wears off the shelf and puts it on. She then tried to mock his voice. "Aaah! Let's solve a mystery! I kiss a pillow with Pacifica's face drawn on it!
Stan laughed at this. "That's pretty good. Quick, do your cousin!" He said. However, this distracted him from Waddles. The pig went over to Stan's leg and started to chew on the leg of his pants.
"Go, go! Chew that pant leg!" Mabel cheered him on.
"Ugh!" Stan grunted in disgust and raised his leg up. Shaking it to get the pig to let go. But Waddles held on and ended up tearing off a piece of his pants. "Alright!" Stan opened a window and gesture Waddles to go out. "Outside! Now!"
"No!" Mabel ran over to rescue her pig. picking him up and hugging him close to her."Grunkle Stan! It's not safe for Waddles outside! There's predators! And barbecuers!"
Hearing the commotion going on outside when she pulled in, Veronica came into the gift shop. "What's all the noise going on in here," she asked.
"Stan wants to throw Waddles outside!" Mabel pointed at her Grunkle.
"Stan!" Veronica glared at him.
"What're you glaring at me for?!" Stan said defensively. "That's just the natural order! It's not my fault her pig's potentially delicious!"
"He should be inside, like a person," Mabel argued back
"But he's still an animal," Veronica said to have her niece understand. "Waddles needs still needs to run around or at the very least go on walks."
"Yeah, and people don't roll around in their own filth. Except for Soos."
"And we're the lesser for it, you two. Maybe we're the ones who should be put outside. Huh? Huh? Think about it! Hmph!" Mabel turned and walked out of the gift shop.
Stan sighed in annoyance as he looked at Veronica out of the corner of his eyes. "And I thought you were annoying when you were going through your hippy phase," Stan said with a frown.
"I wasn't that bad," Veronica grumbled. "And where's my grandson and nephew?"
"Are you sure you're going to be okay," Patrick asked, talking to Wendy on the phone. Standing in front of Soos' pick-up truck, parked out on one of the dirt roads of town with towering pine trees surrounding them. Dipper and Soos were waiting for him at the back to finish with his call. It's been two days since Wendy was freed of the werewolf curse, and she's still recovering from the event. Taking another day off to rest and recuperation.
"I'll be fine. I'm just going to be hanging with the family and I'll be able to come back tomorrow," Wendy said on the other line. In her dining room, as she was having pancakes at her table while her brothers were roughhousing. "I'm really sorry about asking you to cover for my shift, Patrick."
"Don't worry about it. To be honest, I'm actually bailing work and going on another mystery adventure with Dipper. And it's a big one," he said before pulling out a folder from his sweater and opened it to reveal cut out news articles. Showing picturing of cars that had their cars ripped off. A large, three-toed footprint, sheeps getting snatched up, and Minors having to abandon their mines. "We're going to try and track down a creature out here big enough and powerful enough to rip the roof of a car."
"Are you sure that's a good idea," Wendy asked with a concerned expression.
"That's why I'm going with Dipper and Soos," Patrick said, looking down to see Soos and Dipper opening the tail of the pickup. "But don't worry, we'll be careful. But if you need help with anything, then you just call me and I'll come running...if I'm not running away from the monster."
Wendy laughed. "Well, if it'll make it up to you...we could do something fun." Her face blushed as she swirled the syrup on her plate. The night of when she slept with Patrick was still fresh in her head. And while they didn't have sex or anything of the sort, it was very intimate for the two of them. Even more so for Wendy, having coming to realize she had feelings for the Pines teenager and may actually be falling in love with him.
"Sure, that sounds nice," he said.
"Patrick, come on!" Dipper called from the back.
"Hey, Wen, I've gotta let you go. I'll talk to you again, okay?"
"Okay, have a good day. Bye." Wendy took the phone away from her ear and pressed the end call button. After a moment of silence, she let out an exasperated sigh. "Why was I so nervous? Is that what guys feel like when they ask girls out?" she asked, looking at her hands, recalling that some of the guys she's been approached by and how some of them were balls their balls off just being near her.
Patrick walked around the truck to join his cousin and Soos. Folder closed in his hand. Dipper was sitting on the tailgate and Soos was standing next to him. "Today's the day you, guys," Dipper said with excitement.
"Yeah, thanks for coming along, Soos," Patrick said, placing the folder on the tailgate.
Soos was sweating like crazy but looked genuinely happy. "Dude it's an honor. Today I'm sweating from heat and excitement! Hoo!" He said, wiping off some sweat from his forehead and sat down with Dipper.
Patrick pulled out his drawing notepad to draw out the creature. He looked all over the drawing he made of Wendy, but couldn't find it. "Eyewitnesses report seeing what could only be described as a giant, flying monster," Patrick said, pulling out a pencil, he started drawing while describing the monster. "It's said to have featherless, leathery skin, and wingspans of over 30 ft. The creature is said to have a large crested head, which seems like a giant spike, and a long beck full of razor-sharp teeth."
When he was down, the three looked at the drawing. From the reports, the monster drew sharply resembled a Pteranodon. They were a genus of pterosaurs that included some of the largest known flying reptiles. Living during the Cretaceous period, these creatures lived during the time of the dinosaurs and were the masters of the skies up until they went extinct.
"Dude, are you saying that it's a dinosaur!?" Soos said with wide eyes and a big grin.
"Pteranodon's aren't dinosaurs. They're pterosaurs," Patrick corrected his friend. "But how did one survive after 65 million years?"
"Guys, focus," Dipper said. "If we get a photo of this thing we'll be heroes!"
"Yeah, we'll get all the babes. You'll be fending off smooches with a stick!" Soos said, nudging Dipper in the side.
"Haha, shut up, man," Dipper said, nudging back at Soos.
"Wouldn't be a bad way to go out," Patrick said jokingly with a smirk.
"With a stick, dude!" Soos repeated, pocking Dipper in the shoulder.
Patrick placed the notebook back into his sweater and dragged out a hunk of meat from the back of the truck. "Come on," he said, as Dipper grabbed a backpack and Soos grabbed a large strand of rope. "Let's let this set up."
In the span of about 30 minutes, the three managed to build a system of three cameras and ropes all around the forest in their little section. They climbed up the trees to set the cameras up and tie the ropes to them. All the ropes led to a large, cut-down log that they were going to use for the hunk of meat for bait.
When he was finished, Soos slid down to the branch where Dipper and Patrick were sitting. drinking Pitt Cola. "Oof! Got it," Soos said, after sliding down. However, the front of his body was covered in tree sap. The stuff was all over many of the trees in the forest, and while it made it easier for them to climb up the tree, it was still really sticky and not easy to get off. "Is sap supposed to be this sticky," he asked, trying to get it off his hand and himself.
As Dipper pulled out a Pitt Cola for himself, Patrick grabbed the meat and started to head down to the trunk of the tree. "Now for the final touch," he said, sliding down.
Dipper watched with his Pit Cola in hand as Patrick walked over to the log. "If everything goes according to plan, the creature will grab that steak, cross through the string, and set off cameras A, B, and C," he said.
"And nothing can go wrong. High five!" Soos said, and the two friends high-fived. Only for their hands to get stuck.
After Patrick made it to the top of the log, he dagged up the heavy hunk of meat onto the top. He then pulled the plastic wrapping off of it, and the smell of meat hit him in the face. Making him cough. "This was poorly planned..." He grunted.
Patrick began to climb down when suddenly there was a loud roar that just as much nearly blew out his eardrums and a giant gust of wind rushed through from the other side of the log. He closed his eyes, but he was also knocked off the log by the winds. A large shadow passed of him, as he heard the sound of the cameras taking pictures rapidly.
He landed on the ground on his back as it flew away. Patrick in pain as he opened his eyes. Sitting up, he rubbed the back of his head as Dipper called down to him. "Patrick! It worked!" he yelled.
"What?" Patrick stood up and backed away from the log to up at it. To his surprise. The meat was gone, and the ropes were broken. Patrick then looked up at Dipper and Soos, and the three gave each other big smiles.
It worked!
"This was still poorly planned," Patrick said.
Back at the Shack, Mabel and Veronica were happily knitting a new sweater for Waddles together. This time it was a making red sweater that was the same one as Mabel had on. The one she had had a picture of Waddles on it and the one that she was making for Waddles had her on it. "Hey, you!" The TV suddenly said as it played a commercial.
"Me?" Mabel asked as she and Veronica looked at the TV.
"Sick of constantly dropping your baby?" The voice on the TV asked as it showed a man holding a baby in one hand, and holding a slice of pizza the wrong way in his other hand.
"Yes." Said the man.
Then appearing on screen was a middle-aged man with a long nose, receding hairline, and a scruffy, dark brown, almost black beard. In an attempt to make use of what hair he still had, he's tied the back of it into a small pony-tail. He had very hairy forearms, left plainly visible by his bright yellow polo shirt that adorned a name-tag labeled "BoBBY." A simple belt helped constrain his gut and keep up his dark blue-jeans.
"Hi, I'm Bobby Renzobbi! And what you need is the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle!" Bobby said, showing on screen the item on the commercial. It looked like a simple baby carrying device that was blue with four holes for a child's limbs to fit in. It had straps similar to a backpack where the parent is supposed to fit their arms in, to carry their child.
"I can hold ten babies at once!" The actor from before said, now seen with a Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle. In it, there were exactly ten babies stuffed in it.
"I know what you're thinking: Does it work for pigs? Ah haha, yeah it does work for pigs, stupid! Feel your pig's heartbeat next to yours! IT WORKS FOR PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGS!" The commercial ended with an explosion and a giant pig nose coming on screen and oinking loudly.
Veronica rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. who would ever use that thing for a pig," she said, her arm gesturing to the TV.
Mabel gasped when she heard her Graunt say that and jumped up. "That's a great idea, Graunt Veronica! I'm off to get a Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle!"
"Yeesh," said Stan with a cringe. He was in the room with the females, looking at a mirror in the living room to adjust his tie. "Isn't knitting matching sweaters for that pig enough?
Mabel paused for a moment, as she and Waddles wore their matching sweaters. "Nope. Anyway..." Mabel picked up Waddles and placed him on Veronica's lap. "I need you to look after this little gentleman while I'm gone. Promise me you won't let him outside," she said to her Graunt as the elderly woman petted the pig, who ate a fly.
"You don't have anything to worry about, sweaty," Veronica said with a smile.
"Thanks, Graunt Veronica and Grunkle Stan!" Mabel yelled. With a smile that reached near both of her ears, she ran out of the house. Excited to get the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle and feel Waddle's heartbeat next to hers.
When the door closed, Stan turned to glare at his cousin. "What the hell did you do that? I got some tourists coming through and I don't need to be distracted by some pig messing up my act!
Setting Waddles down, Veronica stood up with a sigh. "Stan, I know you're not crazy about Waddles."
"He's a fat, naked, jerk."
"But you do care about your niece. She looks up to you, so please do this for her," Veronica said, trying to plead to Stan without looking like she's begging.
Stan sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, yeah yeah, I'll look after the pig."
Suddenly, the door opened and Patrick, Dipper, and Soos rushed in with the cameras in hand. "We did it! It tripped the wire!" Patrick yelled, grinning like an idiot.
Veronica walked out of the living room and approached the three. "Where have you two been?" she asked her grandson and nephew. The secret agent then looked up at Soos. "Hello, Soos."
"Hi, Veronica," the giant man said with a wave.
"We did it!" Dipper exclaimed with a giant smile and held up one of the cameras. "We've got a picture of the flying monster going around Gravity Falls! Somewhere in one of these cameras is a photo of that creature!
"Can you help us with developing the film!" Patrick asked Veronica.
That certainly what Veronica was hoping to have happened. If she was convinced her already skeptical superiors of the pteranodon, she needed proof. However, she also couldn't let the information of its existence be known. "I'm sure that I can still remember how to do it," she said with a fake smile.
"I'll go make us victory nachos. Mystery Crew for life!" The boys fist-bumped and laughed. Then Dipper, Patrick, and Veronica ran upstairs and Soos ran to the kitchen.
"Wait! Veronica!" Stan yelled up the stairs, after hearing his cousin agreeing to help with the photos. "What about this pig!? Veronica!" When there was no response from her or the kids, he turned to glare at the pig. Waddle was standing next to Stan's leg and looking up at him, as Stan kneeled down and pointed at the pig threateningly. "I'm watching you, pig."
Waddles simply touched Stan's finger with his front foot.
"Ugh," Stan cringed and took his hand away.
About two hours later, Stan was nearing the end of his tour with the tourists he was leading. He stopped in front of an object that was covered by a red sheet. "And here, ladies and gentlemen, is our final exhibit, the most hideous creatures known to man!" He unveiled the object and revealed it to be a mirror. The people looked at their reflections for a moment, wondering what Stan meat. But after realizing that it was them and that it was a joke, they started laughing.
"Right, right? We..." Stan laughed for a moment. "...we have fun here." The old conman then walked over to another exhibit. This one was also covered by a sheet, but the figure had the shape of a unicorn. "But seriously, folks, THIS is something. I present to you, a unicorn made OUT of corn, The Corn-i-corn!" At first, he proclaimed the exhibit with a big grin. But then he pinched the bridge of his nose and placed his other hand on the corn-i-corn. "I- i don't know, I'm tired."
Stan unveiled the corn-i-corn and they gasp. However, it was preempted, and they then frowned when they saw that the corn-i-corn was destroyed and now was a mesh of wires. Only a few eaten corn cobs on the wires.
Hearing one of the cobs falling off, Stan opened his eye and was shocked by his exhibit's destroyed state. "What the!?" He shouted, and saw Waddles still eating one of the pieces of corn.
"What a rip off! Kids, we're leaving," the father tourist said angrily. The kids threw down their merchandise and the tourists turned away, marching towards the exit.
"No! Noooo!" Stan yelled out his plead, but they slammed the door behind him. Making him flinch. His anger then raised as his arms and fists shook, before turning around to glare at Waddles. "YOU!"
Waddles stared at him innocently and a piece of corn fell off his face.
Up in the attic, the Pines had transformed the bedroom into a dark room for the film. The only light source was some candles set around the room. Patrick, Dipper, and Veronica carefully began to develop the films, standing side by side at a table where they had three metal trays filled with the developer liquid and water.
"C'mon, c'mon!" Dipper said not-so-patiently, looking at his undeveloped picture from camera B.
"This isn't some you want to rush," said Veronica, staring at the film from camera A. "Not if you want to results you want." She then took out her picture from the developer and held it up after it was done.
Patrick and Dipper turned their heads to look and saw what the camera caught. "That's the talons," said the teenager. His grandmother then hung it up on the clothesline they set over them.
Dipper, seeing he was done, lifted up the picture and hung it on the line with Veronica's picture. They saw that it captured the wing of the pteranodon. "That's a wing! If camera B got the wing, then the one that should have gotten the rest is..." Dipper trailed off. He and Veronica turned their heads to look at Patrick's film.
Realizing that camera C was the one that caught the picture, he looked down at the metal tray in front of himself. The developer does its job and it started to develop the image. Patrick's eyes widened as it slowly revealed the shape of the flying monster. "The creature!" He exclaimed with excitement.
Suddenly Soos opened the door with a loud crash behind them. Knocking over a table that had the ingredients needed to make the developer solution and worst of all, allowing light to flood the room.
"Who wants victory nachos?" He asked loudly, holding up the bowl above his head.
And in just a second, the picture of the creature faded away.
"NO!" Patrick and Dipper shouted. Patrick picked up the photo and frowned seeing that it was ruined forever. Veronica sighed, both in relief that the image was ruined and the kids couldn't have it get published and in sadness as it was something that they really worked hard for.
"Dude don't worry. I only ate like a third of them. Half of 'em." Soos said, believing that Patrick and Dipper yelled because of the nachos. He then started laughing. "I ate all of them, dudes!"
Patrick's infamous anger returned, making him grab the bowl from Soos, turn it upside down and then slam it down on Soos' head.
Stan opened the door to the Mystery Shack and carried Waddles outside in one hand and the red yarn ball in his other. With an angry look on his face, the old man brought Waddles to a metal peg that had some rope tied to it.
"Just ten minutes without this pig in the house. Is that so much to ask?" Stan muttered to himself and starts tying Waddles to a peg. After getting the rope around his neck, he hammered the peg to the ground.
"There." He then pulled out a dollar bill from his suit. "Mabel asks, this never happened," he said, placing the bill in Waddles' rope.
As he started walking back to the Shack, the old conman started to mock Mabel. "'Oh but Grunkle Stan it's not safe out there!' 'There's predators!'" He said, before stoping his mocking. "Oh, brother..."
Suddenly there was a loud roar behind him. The pteranodon had returned. Coming out of nowhere in a gust of wind that blew off Stan's fez from his head, and snatching up Waddles in its talons. Stan turned around while Waddles screams loudly, left in complete shock that he was actually seeing the prehistoric creature.
He snapped out of it when the creature turned in the opposite direction and came towards him. However, Stan quickly kneeled down to avoid getting hit or caught by the pteranodon.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Patrick shouted at Soos in full rage. The candles were out and the covers on the windows were off. There was no use in keeping the room a darkroom anymore. Now Soos looked frightened by Patrick's anger, had not fully seen it first hand directed at him. Veronica and Dipper were working together to hold back the young man. "That was our only picture of the fucking thing!"
"I-I-I-I-I'm sorry, dude," Soos said in fearfulness, putting his hands together. He then tried to explain himself. "I was just so excited! Nachos cause excitement!"
"You call that an excuse!?"
"Boy, hush!" Veronica snapped at her grandson. Hitting him on the back of the head.
Seeing that his cousin was calming down but was still angry, Dipper calmly told Soos, "Soos, no offense, but you gotta be more careful sometimes. I mean, what are the odds we'll get another picture of-"
Dipper was cut off by the sound of the creature's roars from outside. The looked to the window and saw the pteranodon flying by. Going upwards as a few ceiling tiles fell off, and the entire Shack shook from the winds of its flapping wings. They all glanced at one another, before rushing out of the room.
All four of them ran outside to see the creature. Running past a petrified Stan standing there with wide eyes. They all watched the pteranodon flew away, leaving a trail of red yarn from Waddles' sweater through the woods. Where it disappeared into.
"Dude, did you see that? That thing was total a dinosaur, bro!"
"Pterosaur!" Patrick corrected him. "And creationists shitheads would be having a field day with this."
"How is it possible that a dinosaur survived 65 million years," Dipper asked in total wonderment. "And what's creationism?"
"Something stupid."
Veronica turned around to have her back facing the three boys. Her face sweating. "This is bad. This is very bad," she whispered to herself. Pulling out her phone, she started to dial in the number when she noticed Stan simply staring into the direction the pteranodon went in shock and disbelief. "Stan? Stan, what is it?"
"It- it took him," Stan sputtered.
"Took who?"
"The pig! It took Waddles!"
"What did you say about Waddles?" Everyone turned around towards the familiar voice and saw that Mabel had come riding up on her bike. Stan especially looked really scared, as the five in front of Mabel just stood there and stared at her with this dead silence. "Oh. Woah. Awkward silence," Mabel said. There was a pause for a moment. "BWAAAAH!"
Patrick couched into his fist and then said, "Ehh, Mabel..."
"But seriously, what's going on?" Mabel asked, getting off her bike. "Why are you standing around are awkward?... And where's Waddles?
"Um- uh-" Stan stuttered. He then pulled out the stake he used to tie Waddles to and hide it behind him. Veronica saw this and furrowed at him. "The good news is, you're gettin' a puppy!"
"What happened?" Mabel asked worriedly.
Her Graunt sighed. Veronica then walked up to Mabel, got on one knee and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Mabel, uh... I'm not really sure how to tell you this... without both confusing you and breaking your disturbingly fragile heart.
"I'M AN EMOTIONAL TIME BOMB!"
"Jesus Christ. You see..."
"Your pig got eaten by a pterodactyl, bro!" Soos bluntly informed her. Patrick punched him in the arm.
"What!?" Mabel screamed, backing away from Veronica. Throwing down her bike helmet, she ran around the yard. "Waddles? Waddles!" She called out for her pig as tears started to well up in her eyes. It felt like her insides were twisting and wrenching, and her stomach was tied into knots. She was starting to hyperventilate, while her head started to fill with a thousand questions.
"Mabel, honey, easy. Try and calm down," Veronica said, rubbing small circles on her back to calm her. "Panicking isn't going to bring him back."
"Oh no, how did this happen, Graunt Veronica?"
"I don't know, sweetie," Veronica said.
"I thought you were going to look after him!" Mabel exclaimed. Accusation fixed in her sad expression.
"Your brother and cousin needed my help, so I left him with Stan..." Veronica's sentence trailed off. She looked at Stan and stood up. The old man flinched upon seeing that look of realization on her face. "Stanford Pines, please tell me you didn't put that pig outside!"
"What? No! I didn't put him anywhere!" Stan exclaimed, backing away from Mabel and Veronica. He ended up bumping into the totem pole. He then started to get frantic. "I'm not acting suspicious! YOU'RE acting suspicious. What's a pig?!"
"Then... what happened," Patrick asked with suspicion in his voice.
"Uh, look, it went down like this, see?" Stan said with a shrug and started his story. "So there I was, in the living room...tenderly nursing him on only the richest of creams. When all of a sudden-that Pterodactyl burst through the door and roared. It grabbed Waddles out of my arms, so I said, 'No dice, cowboy!' And I started punching him right in the face! But he played dirty, poked me in the eyes! That really happened! And then he flew away. Why? Why couldn't you have taken me!?" Stan finished his little false story as he started fake crying.
"Oh, Grunkle Stan, you tried to save him!" Mabel exclaimed, crying before running over and giving him a hug.
"Uh, yeah! I'm a great man, alright," Stan said, nervously. He looked at Veronica and saw her shaking her head in disappointment.
"Okay, three things," Patrick said, pointed a finger up. He could tell that there so many things wrong with Stan's story, but he wanted to highlight a few things. "One: you punched the pteranodon in the face? Two: how did somethings with a 30-foot wingspan get into the house? And three: how come you gave the pig fresh milk and not us?! Your own niece and nephews!"
"Besides, I thought you didn't even believe in the supernatural," Dipper said.
"Dinosaurs aren't magic, they're just big lizards!" Stan said with a shrug, before pointing an accusing finger at Patrick. "And get off my back."
Mabel lets go of Stan and pulled out a picture of Waddles. "Oh, Waddles." She sniffed before wiping her eyes with her sleeve. Veronica walked over to her and wrapped her grand-niece into her arms. Letting her barrier her face into her shoulder as the elderly woman patted her back.
Dipper and Patrick then came over and Mabel's twin placed a hand on her shoulder. "That's it. No pterodactyl is gonna messes with MY sister," he growled.
"We're gonna go out there, catch him, and save your pig!" Patrick cheered, before pulling out his crowbar and pointing it up into the air like it was a sword. "For Mabel, guys!
Soos held up his fist and cheered. "For Mabel!"
"But how do we even find the little guy," Stan asked.
Veronica lets got of Mabel and looked around with her niece. Trying to see if there was anything that they could use to track down the pteranodon. Mabel then spotted something and gasped, before hurriedly leaving the group to point down at the red yarn that belonged to her pig's sweater. "We follow that!" She said, showing that the red yarn left a trail that zigged zagged from tree branch to tree branch.
"Yes! Yeah! That's genius!" Soos, Dipper, and Patrick said with approval at the same time. Veronica simply nodded.
"Or, you know, we could just call it a day, maybe hit the pool haul, or-" Stan stopped trying to get out of the situation when he saw everyone staring at him. His cousin even glaring at him. "Yeah! Let's go... save Woggles!"
"...Him too."
After about 30 minutes of preparing, they were ready to go. They had their backpacks equipped with their supplies. With his crowbar and laser gun on the sides of his backpack, Patrick had grabbed the cage that was used for a monster Dipper caught and put it in the back of Soos' truck. The large man himself was excitedly spraying painting the side his vehicle with red spray paint. Spraypainting the words 'PTERODACTYL MOBILE' on the side.
"All right! That p-terodactyl won't know what hit him!" Soos said, pronouncing the 'p' pterodactyl.
As he jumped off the flatbed, Patrick looked at him and said, "It's pterodactyl. And it's actually a pteranodon."
"Actually, no one knows how to pronounce it because nobody was alive back in dinosaur days, so uh..." Soos got down on his back to strap the cage to the truck when suddenly it jerked forward. Soos quickly jumped and sat up just in the nick of time before he nearly gets run over. "Whoa! Almost ran over my own head there!" He laughed for a moment, before the realization hit him. "Wow."
Dipper and Patrick then walked over to the young boy's twin sister, who was cramming a bunch of stuff for Waddles into her backpack. "Mabel, Patrick. We've got to talk," Dipper said to the two in a low voice. "This is a really high-stakes mission and I'm a little worried about Soos coming along on this one. I love the guy, but sometimes he..."
"Fucks up badly?"
"...I would've said messes stuff up."
"What? Since when?" asked Mabel with a raised eyebrow.
"Remember when he knocked over the crystal ball when he was sweep? Or that one time he put in a window, only for it to fall over and break? And then when he killed that fairy with a flyswatter?" Patrick said, listing off the things Soos did with his fingers. "I could easily list more, but I don't have enough fingers on my hands."
Mabel stared at him, before looking to Dipper and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Let him down easy," she said to him sadly.
Patrick and Dipper then walked over to Soos as he continued to ramble on with excitement. "This is so great! You two and me, bros. Best friends," Soos said, giving the two Pines males one-arm hugs. "Fighting and potentially high-fiving dinosaurs..."
"Soos, look. We've gotta tell you something," Patrick said with a stern voice.
"Okay. But before you do, check out these matching shirts I made for us!" Soos said, pulling out three oversized white t-shirts and handed Patrick and Dipper two of them. He then showed them that it was a drawing on it of Patrick, Dipper, and Soos himself with rays surrounding the three of them. And on it were the words 'Pterodactyl Bros.' Soos pointed to his shirt. "Who's these guys right here? You! Totally you, dudes. And these rays indicate friendship! What was it you were going to tell me again?"
Patrick looked at Soos and said with a straight face. "Soos, I'm sorry, but you're off-"
His cousin suddenly covered his mouth. "WE'RE off...to find that p-terodactyl here we come!" Dipper said with a nervous laugh. Patrick glared at him.
"Yes!" Soos cheered and jumped into the truck
Dipper sighed before letting go of Patrick's mouth. "What the hell, Dipper?" The teenager asked.
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't do it," Dipper said, holding up his hands in defense. "Maybe it wouldn't be like all those times."
Patrick glared at his cousin, before closing his eyes, and took a deep breath. "Okay, but just make sure he doesn't royally fuck this up. I saw what Mabel like when she was really depressed, and I never want to see her like that ever again," he told Dipper. His mind going back to when he saw Mabel in the worst state of depression he'd ever seen her in.
When Mabel, Dipper, and Veronica were in the back seat of the truck, and Stan and Patrick were in the passengers' seats with Soos at the wheel, they were ready to go. Soos started the truck and drove off, following the red yarn trail.
"Bros before dinos!" Soos shouted.
After a while of following the yarn, the truck pulled up to an old abandoned church in the middle of the woods. Patrick and his family and friend got out of the truck to get a better look at the building. It looked like it hasn't been used if over many years, with holes in the walls and roof, and the windows were smashed.
The yarn leading straight into it.
So, the group walked towards the church as Mabel said, "Okay, the red yarn leads to..." She trailed off as they looked inside from the entrance. Veronica saw someone in a rocking chair, playing what sounded like a banjo. She couldn't see who it was, as their face was turned away from them.
"Wait, Old Man McGucket?"Patrick asked as they walked in.
When McGucket turned to face them, Veronica lightly gasped, looking almost like she'd seen a ghost. "Howdy, friends!" The local kook greeted, waving his had at them.
"What are YOU doing out here?" Dipper asked.
"You'll never believe me! Now I was doin' my hourly hootnanny- Deedly doo ding dang!" McGucket started to dance.
Veronica looked sadly and in shame at the kook. Her old friend who was once such a brilliant man that could've changed the world with his inventions. "Ugh, this guy," Stan said with a cringe, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.
"When this enormous wing-ly critter stole my musical spoons and flew lickety-split into the abandoned mines down yonder!" McGucket said. Hoping off his chair and pointing down at the broken boards in front of the group, revealing the giant hole in the ground.
With the red yarn hanging off a wooden plank, everyone looked down into the mines and gasped. "Looks kinda hairy down there," Stan said.
"C'mon, Grunkle Stan, you can handle it! You punched a pterodactyl in the face, remember?" Mabel said after patting him on the chest.
Veronica smirked at Stan. "That's right, dear cousin, or did you forget?" She said, narrowing her eyes.
"Oh yeah!" Stan said nervously with a chuckle. Remembering his earlier false story. "I did do that, didn't I. Heh... heh heh heh..."
McGucket hoped over to the Pines. "My, what suspicious laughter!"
Patrick pulled out his laser shotgun and looked down into the pit with a determined look. "Guys, we're going in," he said.
"Need someone to tag along and tell weird personal stories?" Old Man McGucket asked, stretching his overalls and standing on his toes with pride.
"No thanks," Stan said.
"So there I am, fighting a raccoon for the same piece of meat, when our mouths get close and we kiss accidentally!" McGucket told the group one of his personal stories. After wrapping a rope to the church and tossing it down the pit, they started to climb down into the mines. Steam occasionally blew up on occasions from below. Patrick was the first one to go down with a gas lamp, then Dipper, Mabel, Soos, Veronica, and Stan. McGucket was also going with them even though he was uninvited.
Patrick sighed. "You can't take a hint, can you?"
"Nope!"
But as they were descending, the rope started fraying through, before suddenly breaking with a snap. Everyone screamed as they fell down towards the ground. Death was certain, but it didn't come when they landed. They instead were saved when they landed on a giant mushroom and groaned while laying on it.
"Is everyone okay?" Patrick asked, getting up on his feet. Grabbing the lantern and turning it back on. Everyone groaned that they were okay. Allowing him to jump off the mushroom and look around at their surroundings.
What he saw was something he didn't expect. There in front of the entrance of an enormous cave opening and a mine-cart trail. All around the area were strange and bizarre plants that were going on the floor and walls of the cave. There were geysers going off around them. Blowing steam into the air. Everyone else was shocked to see it too, gasping and whispering in surprise.
"These plants look all Jurrasic-y," Dipper said after walking up to a large, color plant.
"That's because it is!" Veronica said with a big grin. She pulled out a camera and snapped a picture of the plant. "These plants haven't been seen in over millions of years. Back to a time before grass existed. Nobody touches or sniff them! We don't what they'll-"
She stopped when hearing something behind her. It sounded like air being sprayed out. "Aaaugh! Looks like I lost my sense of smell, haha!" Soos said in the background. Veronica sighed in annoyance.
The secret agent then turned to McGucket, who was picking something from his bread. See that no one was around him, Veronica walked over to the old man and placed a hand on him. It startled the old kook, and Veronica had to place a hand on his mouth to keep him from yelling.
"Fiddleford? Do you know who I am," asked Veronica in a soft, gentle voice.
"Eh? Wha?" the old man looked around while shooting off the questions. Making it clear that his mind really wasn't right.
"Fiddleford, it's me, Veronica. Your friend." The secret agent looked into McGucket's eyes, trying to find some sigh of him recollecting his memories. But there was one sigh.
"Grandma!" Veronica looked around to see Patrick staring at her. "We're moving on!" said her grandson. She nodded and placed her hand on McGucket's back. Pushing him lightly and guided him towards the rest of the group. Once they were all together, everyone started walking into the tunnel, holding the lantern to light their way. Passing by the skeletal remains of a miner.
But as Patrick shinned the light, he started to see more tree sap on the walls of the cave.
Suddenly, the light fell on a T-Rex. Jaws opened and ready to attack.
Everyone screamed in fear. However, they then calm down when seeing that it wasn't moving. It was petrified in the tree sap. Perfectly persevering by the stick substance. They then looked around it and gasped when they saw many more dinosaurs trapped in the sap. All of them from the three different time periods they were around. From the coelophysis of the Triassic Period, stegosaurus and brachiosaurs of the Jurassic period, and the t-rex and triceratops of the Cretaceous period.
"They're trapped inside the tree sap! That's how they survived for 65 million years!" Dipper said.
Patrick couldn't help but wonder how this was even possible. Oregon was underwater for most of the Mesozoic Era, from 250 to 65 million years ago. Gravity Falls' weirdness most have something to do with it. Patrick then saw something, so he took the lantern from his cousin to shine it on whatever it was. He was shocked to see a sap pile with a pterodactyl-shaped hole. But no animal in it. "Whoa. The summer heat must be melting them loose!"
"Holy moly! Forget the cornicorn, this is the attraction of a lifetime!" Stan exclaimed, as his mind started to think of all the way he could milk this for profit. "I could bring people down here and turn this into some sort of theme park! Jurassic... Sap Hole!"
Veronica sighed. "Why does it have to start with Jurassic? It's overdone!"
"Uh, dudes..." Soos said, pointing to a deinonychus (AN: Not a velociraptor! The author of Jurassic Park used deinonychus as the basis for the velociraptors) that had worked one of its long claws out of the sap and was slowly working on a hand.
The grouped looked at the feathery dinosaur with anxious expressions, before Dipper said, "Maybe... we should keep moving."
"Yeah, I'm not looking to being a Jurassic Park victim today," Patrick said.
"Agree," Veronica looking for Stan. She then spotted him standing in the middle of the many dinosaurs in the cave. "Stan, we've got to keep moving!"
"Veronica, don't you see this place? This could be a gold mine!" Stan said in rejoice. He then started pointing to where he was going to put everything in the future. "Velvety-rope type deal there, ticket booth here, ha!" Veronica rolled her eyes and turned around. "I should have put that pig outside ages ago!" When Stan proclaimed that final line, Veronica's eyes widened and froze upon seeing who was walking behind her.
"Wait- what did you just say?" Mabel asked, moving past her Graunt Veronica. Praying that she just heard Stan wrong.
Stan turned around in a slight panic upon seeing his niece. "Hm? What's that?"
"You said the dinosaur flew INTO the house," Mabel said, stomping over to him. Seeing him panic, even more, the young girl gasped and then frowned.
"No! Wait, uh, if you think about it-"
"You put Waddles outside, then you lied to me about it!" Mabel shouted at him. Glaring at the old man as her eyes filled with tears. "And now thanks to you, my pig could be dead! WADDLES COULD BE DEAD!"
"Honey, please, calm yourself," Veronica said, placing a hand on her niece's should
"Look, he's an animal. He belongs outside!" Stan exclaimed to defend himself.
Mabel yanked her shoulder from Veronica and angrily turned away from Stan. "No, that's it. Grunkle Stan, I am never ever speaking to you again!
"Look, you can't be serious," Stan said.
"Oh, is someone talking right now? Because I can't hear them!"
"Kid!"
"LA LA LA LA LA!" Mabel yelled, covering her ears with her hands and stormed away. "I can't hear anyone! No one's talking to me! Do you hear that, Graunt Veronica? Is it a ghost? Well, tell them I'm not in the mood to talk!"
"Guys, guys, don't fight!" Soos pleaded, gaining everyone's attention. "Why can't you be more like me, Patrick, and Dipper?" He then pulled Patrick and Dipper into an aggressive side hug. Wrapping his arms around their necks and pulled them in, making their face turn a bit red. When he let go, Patrick and Dipper straightened their hats, before the large man bent down and picked up the red yard. "Look, everything's gonna be cool. All we gotta do to find the pig is follow this here yarn!"
He then started to wrap the yarn into a ball, and this made Patrick's eyes widened. "No, Soos! Don't do that!"
"It's okay, dog. Just keep following and following, until we reach the end! Oh- uh oh," he said. It was too late. Soos then realized that he'd just reached the end. He then stared into the network of mine shafts. Trying to remember where the red yarn led down. "Which- which cave was it again?"
Patrick let out a defeated sigh, until Dipper snatched the lantern out of his cousin's hand and marched over to Soos. "Arghhh! Soos, you lost the trail!" He yelled in frustration.
"Hey, come on. We'll find our way, TRUST me," said Soos, before playfull whacking Dipper on the back. But this causing the lantern Dipper was holding to fly out of his hands and break on the ground.
"Soos, what the hell!?" Patrick exclaimed.
"...Sorry, dude."
"Ugh! That is it! See, this is why I didn't want to bring you along!" Dipper shouted, startling both Soos and even Patrick.
"Look! -What -what do you mean?" Soos asked nervously.
"I MEAN, this is really important to Mabel, and you keep screwing everything up! You ruined our photograph, and now you got us hopelessly lost!" Dipper snapped.
Seeing the hurt expression on Soos' face, Patrick stepped in. "Whoa, dude. Maybe you should take it down a knock," he said, trying to calm him before saying something that he would regret. Something that Patrick himself was all too familiar with when he anger let out.
"Why?! He the one the screwed up!" Dipper snapped at his cousin. "How's this any better than when you get angry? You also didn't want him to come!"
"But we're p-terodactyl bros!" Soos explained with a hurt frown, before holding up his shirts. "I made t-shirts!"
"It's pronounced pterodactyl!" Dipper stated. "And these shirts are useless, they're gigantic!"
That offended Soos. "I have a different body type, dude!" That's when the whole group deteriorated into an argument as Mabel and Stan start arguing again. Patrick tried to stop Dipper and Soos from fighting, while Veronica was doing the same with Stan and Mabel. But nothing was working.
"Hey!" shouted McGucket. Getting everyone's attention. In his hands was the lantern, now all fixed up. "Cheer up, fellers! I fixed your lantern!" He held it up. Everyone stared at Old Man McGucket...
Before their faces turned to horror when they realize that he was standing underneath the pteranodon. It was just like eyewitness said it to be. The creature had a large wingspan, two lizard-like eyes, a pointy skull, and a long beak with two sets of sharp teeth. It also had a short tail and sharp talons.
"AAAAAAAAUGH!" The Pines family screamed in horror.
"AAAAAAAAUGH!" McGucket screamed too, but it was only before he chuckled like it was all just a playful thing that the family did. "Heh heh. What- what're we doing?" He asked, oblivious to the danger he was in. Too scared to say a word, Patrick slowly aimed his laser shotgun, and then point his finger at the monster. Prompting McGucket to turn around and see the pteranodon. The pterosaurs turned its head to the side and looked down at the group with its left eye. Leaning down for a better look. The kook slowly backed up and pushed Patrick's laser down. "Nobody make any sudden movements or loud noises."
There was a pause.
"YEEEEEEHAW! We found a pterodactyl!"
The pteranodon shrieked angrily and the group turned on their heels and started running. The pterodactyl gave chase on all fours, and the group went down into the narrow tunnel. Running into it, they were safe for only a moment as it got caught in the doorway. Patrick, bring in front of everyone, came to a sudden halt when he exited the tunnel. Stopping the others in front of the edge of a cliff inside of a large cavern. The only way forward was a mine car track that went off the ledge and led to a giant next set on top of a pillar in the middle of the chasm.
They looked around in a panic, until Patrick spotted a couple of rocks beside them to the right. They ran to them and ducked behind the rocks. Just before the pteranodon crawled out of the tunnel took flight. Circling around the chasm and the nest.
Patrick took a few deep breaths, clenching the laser shotgun in his hands. He then looked at the others and said, "Okay, if anyone's got a plan to get us the heck out of here, I'd really like to know."
"Okay, okay," Stan began. "How's about Mabel gets Soos a pig costume-"
"I like it!" Stan said.
"...and we use Soos as a human sacrifice!"
"I like it!"
"We're not using Soos as a sacrifice, Stan!" Veronica said with a scowl. She then peaked out from behind the rock to see the pterodactyl flying overhead. Forcing her to duck back down. "Okay, for now, we stay here and come up with an escape plan..."
"WHONK! WHONK!" Mabel jumped when she heard the sound of oinking.
"Wait, did you hear that?" She asked the group, getting their attention. Mabel peered around the edge of the rocks and saw Waddles in the nest. Right next to a giant egg. But she didn't even notice it, only focused on her pig as her eyes lit up and her smile grew from ear to ear. "Waddles!"
She rushed to the nest and went across the rickety mining tracks.
"Oh, wait, kid!" Soos shouted, as the other sprung to their feet and ran to the edge of the cliff.
"Mabel!" Dipper, Patrick, and Veronica shouted.
"Are you nuts?" shouted Stan.
Mabel stopped on the tracks and looked back at the group. "Oh, is someone speaking? Because I can't hear anything!" She yelled sarcastically, before continuing to run to the nest.
"Oh no! She's gone deaf with fear!" McGucket cried.
"Mabel, get your ass back here!" Patrick yelled. Everyone ran onto the mining cart track over to the nest. Trying to catch up to her.
Mabel climbed into the nest and yelled, "Waddles!" The pig grunted in excitement. The two then ran up to each other and when Waddles jumped at her, she caught him with the biggest grin on her face. "Oh, my Waddles! I'll never lose you again!" Mabel hugged Waddles tightly while rubbing her face against his.
Completely oblivious to what her family and friends were seeing "Uh...Mabel?" Dipper said in a trembling voice. All around her were the remains and corpses of the old miners of the town. But there were some that still had flesh on them. When Veronica looked at one of the mangled corpses, she saw that it was one of her agents that was attacked that night. All that was left of him was the upper half of his torso. His face forever plastered with a look of pain and terror.
"Shh. You're safe now," Mabel said, still not noticing the dead bodies around her.
As she pulled out the pig carrier and placed it onto Waddles, Patrick rushed over to her to help her get the carrier on quickly. "No Mabel, he's far from safe! We gotta get the fuck out of here!" He whispered-shouted.
Suddenly, the huge shadow of the pteranodon passed overhead. The sight of the creature Waddles squeal in terror and he immediately ran away from Mabel. "Waddles, wait!" Mabel shouted. He kept running, fear gripping his animal instincts. Going for the tracks, where Stan and Veronica were still standing on. He was taken by surprise when Waddles jumped into Stan's chest, causing him to get knocked down on the tracks.
"Get off me, you dumb pig!" Stan yelled, trying to get Waddles off his face. Veronica then came and picked up the pig.
From the air, the pterodactyl spotted its prey and swooped down on Stan, Veronica Waddles, screeching. "Look out!" Dipper yelled before he, Patrick, Mabel, and Soos ducked behind the nest. Everyone screamed as the pterodactyl's claws missed the elderly and the pig by an inch. However, the impact knocked Stan, Veronica, and Waddles off the mining track, and down into a deep chasm filled with the prehistoric plants.
"Oh no!/Stan!/Grandma!/Mr. Pines!" The kids and Soos screamed, watching helplessly as they fell.
"Aaaaaaaaugh!" Stan and Veronica screamed in freefall. However, they were saved from death again, when they bounced off an enormous mushroom growing out of the side of the pillar. They then landed on the ground, in a mud puddle.
Veronica groaned, feeling her old body aching from the impact. How she's not already dead was beyond her. "Stanley? You Okay?" she asked, sitting up.
"Yeah," Stan said, sitting up too. They then heard the pig grunting. Looking at Waddles, they saw him rolling around in the mud. Oinking happily. Veronica giggled, they Stan looked annoyed. "Yeah, you would enjoy this."
Veronica looked up and gasped. The pteranodon roared loudly as it flew towards them again. She pushed Stan to the ground, just in time. The pterodactyl missed them but its talons were able to get Stan's fez.
The pterodactyl flew up to the nest and flew over it. Dropping Stan's fez in front of Patrick, Dipper, Mabel, and Soos as it flew over. They were crouching in terror in the pterodactyl's nest when the fat fell down. They gasped.
Mabel reached down and grabbed it. "Guys! We gotta save them!" She exclaimed desperately
"McGucket, do you have an invention that can distract the pterodactyl?" Patrick asked the crazy man.
"Do I!?" McGucket announced, taking off his hat and rummages around in it for a few seconds. Afterward, he stopped. "Nope."
Everyone gasped when they heard the sounds of loud cracking. It was coming from the giant, solitary pteranodon egg, which began to crack and wobble. The group backed away as it fell on its side. The egg then hacked, and out from it came a baby pteranodon. Making a squeaking peeping noise.
"Awwww!" Mabel and Patrick said simultaneously, as he put away his shotgun. The teenager also having a love of baby animals.
McGucket advanced towards the hatchling. "Well, welcome to the world, little feller-AAAAUGH!" The baby pteranodon suddenly bit down on his body and ate him whole. Causing, Patrick, Dipper, Mabel, and Soos to scream in horror.
Meanwhile, Stan, Veronica, and Waddles were hiding under a massive mushroom. With no weapon on her, the agent was defenseless and couldn't do anything to bring down the pteranodon. Stan looked up as the pterodactyl flew over them.
"The dumb thing must be hungry. I guess it's you or us, pig," Stan said. He was about to shove Waddles out from under the mushroom when Veronica hit him in the back of the head. "OW! What was that for?!"
"Need I remind you that this was all your fault? We're going on this mission because of you!" Veronica said, jamming her finger into his chest. "This wouldn't have happened if you didn't put Waddles outside."
"Look, that little jerk destroyed one of my attractions," Stan said and stood up, trying to justify himself. He placed his hands on his chest. "I was going to make hundreds-no, thousands! All that pig's done is mooch off our family and get in my way!"
"So you decided to put him outside, just like your father did to you?!" Veronica suddenly exclaimed.
There was a pause from Stan. At first, he looked like he was about to retort and argue back. But after thinking about what his cousin had just said, his mood changed. Looking down sadly, Stan sat down with Veronica. Sighing after she placed a hand on his back. "What have I down? I-I didn't want to hurt Mabel, but..."
"That night is still hurting you, isn't it," asked Veronica in a sweet voice. Wanting to comfort her cousin. He nodded. "Stanley, we all make mistakes. Some are those that are too late to fix. But you've still got time to fix this."
Stan stared at his cousin, before looking to Waddles. The pig snorted and cocked his head, while gave Stan a cute look. Stan laughed and looked back at Veronica. She grinned and joined him in laughing. But then she noticed the pteranodon again. "Oh shit! It's coming back around!"
The pterodactyl swooping down the ground, flying just above the cave floor and heading straight for the elderly and the pig. Stan looked at Veronica, who looked at him, before reaching into the back pocket of her pants and pulled out a butterfly knife. With skill, the secret agent opened the knife, as Stan puts Waddles in the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle. "Well, this is just about the dumbest thing I've ever done," Stan said, placing the carrier on his chest. He then slides the carrier around so that he was carrying Waddles on his back. "YOU WANT THIS PIG?!"
Waddles oinked as Stan clipped the straps around his chest.
"THEN YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO GET THROUGH US, YOU FLYING DEVIL!" Stan shouted
"COME AND GET SOME!" Veronica screamed, brandishing her knife. The two ran at full speed at the pterodactyl and lept at its head.
Up in the nest, Patrick, the twins, and Soos backed up against the nest. Staring in fright as the baby pterodactyl started eating the corpse of the agent. "Ah, dude! Did he really just eat that prospector guy? That is messed up!" Soos said
The baby pteranodon stopped eating for a moment to spit out McGucket's hat. Then that old man came up from the pterodactyl's neck and peeked out from the mouth. "I'm okay!" He said, waving at them, only for the baby pterodactyl to swallow McGucket again.
Patrick, Mabel, Dipper, and Soos backed up again. "What do we do, Patrick, what do we do!" asked the panicking male twin.
"I-I-I don't know!" Patrick said. He didn't know what to do. He didn't want to kill the baby plan was to follow the string, find the pig, and then get out.
No one had an idea, until Soos said, "We have to get in a straight line."
"What?" Dipper questioned.
"The pterodactyl's eyes are so far apart, that if you stand right in front of it, it can't see you!" The big man explained.
Patrick sighed. "Soos, that's got to be one of the stupidest things I've ever-" Soos cut him off.
"Dudes, look," he said to Patrick and Dipper with a pleading and sincere expression. "I-I know I've messed up a lot. I could be sort of clumsy and... It's not always as loveable as I think. But please, as my friends, just trust me on this one!"
Dipper and Patrick turned their heads to look at the baby pterodactyl and looked back at Soos. Staring at the two boys with begging eyes. Dipper looked to Patrick, silently telling him to trust him. Know that it was the only option, Patrick gave a smile and nodded at Soos.
"Get behind me, dudes!" Soos ordered, standing up. Patrick, Dipper, and Mabel did the same. Getting up and stood behind Soos. As the baby was finishing the last of the dead man, they moved around it quietly. The kids staying behind their friend. Suddenly, the pterodactyl looked at them. They got into a straight line. Eyes wide as they stood very still.
Miraculously, it really worked. In the pterodactyl's eyes, they were out of its vision.
"It's working!" Mabel whispered as they slowly walked sideways onto the tracks while making a line. When the baby pteranodon turned its head, they jumped to the other line of the track. Mabel slipped before Patrick caught her and pulled her back up. After they complete their crossing, the pterodactyl turned it's attention to eating stuff in the nest. Patrick, the twins, and Soos rested behind the rocks, and they all sighed in relief.
"Soos, you did it!" Dipper cheered with a big grin.
"I can't believe it! You saved us!" Patrick said, patting his friend on the shoulder.
Suddenly a cry of the pteranodon was heard. Wondering what was going on, they looked up. The pterosaur was flying around in the air, near the light shining from a hole in the ceiling. It wasn't flying like normal. It was as if it was fighting something on it. They then heard punching sounds coming from it.
Patrick squinted his eyes and saw two figures on it. "Is that...?" Dipper said, trailing off his sentence.
"Stan/Grandma?" Mabel and Patrick said in disbelief.
As hard it was to believe, it really was them. Stan was punching the pteranodon in the face while riding on its neck. Veronica was hanging on its left leg, stabbing the animal repeatedly as she started to climb up in it's back. Then started to stab at its wings.
Mabel then saw that her pig was being carried in the carrier. "Waddles!"
"He's punching him in the face!"
Veronica looked to her grandkids and saw that they were getting close to them. So, she turned to her cousin. "Stan!" She yelled and threw the butterfly knife to him. He caught it, flipped it up, and looked at the eye of the pteranodon.
"From hell's heart, I stab at thee!" He yelled and stabbed the pteranodon's eye deeply. The pterodactyl screamed in pain, before hitting the cliff. Veronica and Stan jumped off and clung to the ledge as the creature fell and crashed to the ground below.
The two elderly cousins climbed up onto the cliff. Panting in exhaustion before they were rushed by Soos, Patrick, and Dipper. All three of them cheering for Stan and Veronica about how amazing that was and hugging the grandmother, who laughed and hugged them back. Mabel then approached Stan, staring at him delightedly with his hat of her head.
"Here's your pig, kido," Stan said, making Waddles wave to Mabel.
He took off Waddles from the carrier, making Mabel squeal. "Waddles!" she cheered as Stan gave Waddles to her. Mabel hugged Waddles tightly. She then looked up at Stan, having forgiven him. "You saved him for me!"
Stan took his hat off her hand and placed it back on. "Yeah, well," he said. However, he didn't notice that behind him, the pterodactyl was climbing up. Now it had cuts and blood on it. And it looked pissed. "Some times you just gotta..."
"LOOK OUT!" Veronica screamed, seeing the pteranodon. They all started running for their lives down the tunnel with the pteranodon hot on their trail. The beast snapped at Dipper and ripped his vest, making Patrick grab his arm and pull him. They exited out of the tunnel and continued running down the mining cave in the direction the other dinosaurs were at. Now with more room, the pteranodon spread its damaged wings and took flight. When the group ran past the tyrannosaur trapped in the sap, the pterodactyl hits it with its wings, making the tyrant lizard moving its arms.
Soon they exited out of the mine shaft and were back at the entrance. But when they looked for the rope, they discovered that the rope to climb up was still cut. "We're trapped!" Stan yelled.
Dipper looked around desperately, trying to think of something to get them out of the cave. He then looked at a geyser that had a rock covering it. He watched as the geyser blew, pushing the rock up. "Quick! The geyser could shoot us back up!"
They all climbed in the geyser and the pteranodon was approaching, but the geyser won't pump.
"C'mon... Go, go!" Patrick demanded urgently, moving his hands around in the water. But nothing was happening. He looked up and saw the pterodactyl roaring and coming right at them. Everyone screamed in terror.
Everyone but Soos. "BROS BEFORE DINOS!" He yelled, holding his fists up. He slammed the geyser hard. Causing it to pump them up. Sending them out of the cave, smashing through the roof of the church, and sent them high into the air. When the water stopped, they all fell back down into the building.
Patrick landed hard on the floor. He groaned in agony, before sitting and looked around. The church was still in disrepair and now had a giant hole in the roof. As for his family and Soos, they were okay and wet. Upon the chandelier were Mabel and Waddles. Dipper and Soos popped out of the inside of a piano. Stan and Veronica landed in separate coffins. Breathing heavily to calm themselves.
"You think God would be mad at us for ruining this place," asked Mabel. The entire back half of the building suddenly collapsed and covered the hole. Preventing anything from ever getting out.
"...Nah." Patrick said.
"I can't believe you did all that for Waddles!" Mabel said, walking beside Stan as they all walked out of the church. After a long day of dinosaur hunting and saving Waddles, it was time to go home.
"Ah, well. I can't have my favorite niece not talking to me," Stan said, stopping to lean a hand on a tree with sap on it. "And if I gotta leap onto a pterodactyl and punch him in the face, then that's what I gotta do."
Veronica was about to walk past him when she saw the sap. "That's kinda sappy," she said.
"W-what? C'mon, Veronica, that's how I feel!" Stan protested.
"No, she means..." Mabel pointed to Stan's hand. Now covered in sap.
He removed it from the tree. "Oh, yeah. Gotcha!" He then touched Mabel's face with the hand that had the sap on it. The two of them laughed but stopped upon realizing it wasn't fall off and his hand was stuck to Mabel's face. Possibly preventing her from breathing. "Uh-oh." Stan tried to put his hand off from Mabel, but it didn't work. Proving to be much stronger than he thought. He lifted his hand, only to pull her up with it. They both screamed as Veronica rolled her eyes with a smirk. Looked like she'll have to help them.
Veronica, Mabel, Waddles, and Stan were now sleeping in the backseats as Soos drove them back to the Shack. Still covered in tree sap. Patrick, Dipper, and Soos are sitting in the front. The male twin was taking off his vest and looked at how much it was demolished. Notably having a hole in the back.
"Check it out!" Dipper said, holding his vest up. "That thing destroyed my vest!"
Patrick then saw something in the stuffings of his vest. "Hey, wait." He reached in and pulled it out. He gasped upon discovering that a pteranodon's tooth was what got stuck in it. "Guys, look!"
"A real dinosaur tooth? That's awesome!" Soos chirped.
"Not as awesome as you saving us back there," Patrick said, before sheepishly looking away for a moment. Know that he and Dipper were really harsh on their friend. "I'm sorry for losing my cool with you and saying that your ideas were stupid. If it wasn't for you, we'd be dead.
"So, Pterodactyl bros?" Dipper asked. He and Patrick held out their fists.
Soos squinted his eyes, before holding up his fist. "Pterodactyl bros," he said, and the three fist-bumped. "Whoosh! Hey! I pronounced it right that time!"
"Think we need to worry about the rest of those dinosaurs?" Dipper asked.
"I doubt it," Patrick said, and they all drove off into the sunset.
However, later that night, when all was quiet and peaceful, Veronica's car was seen driving down the road towards the church. She carried with her a serious expression that was only around when she was on business. After returning to HQ with the report she had about the events that'd transpired that day, the agent mobilized her agency immediately.
Pulling up to the church, she saw that they were already there. Helicopters lowering down large cooling devices. After they applied more tree sap on the dinosaurs that were breaking loose, they were going to place the cooling devices in the cave and freeze them just enough to make sure the creatures don't get out.
Veronica stepped out of her car and approached the building. Running up to walk beside her were two men.
One was Agent Powers. A black-haired man, with a dark grey mustache, and a headpiece in his ear. He had a mole above the right side of his mustache. He was wearing a white shirt with a folded collar and a black tie. On an upper layer, he had a black suit with a small American flag pin on the left side.
The other was Agent Trigger. He was several years younger than Agent Powers, and was distinguished by his close-cropped, light brown hair. Like his partner, Trigger wore a plain black suit over a white shirt and plain black tie, with an American flag-shaped pin in the suit's lapel.
"Report, Powers," Veronica said, without even making eye contact.
"We're ready to begin, ma'am, but what are we to do with the Pteranodon and her offspring," Agent Powers asked.
"It'll be best to kill them or sap them like the rest," said Agent Trigger, as the three stepped into the destroyed church.
"No. Have the veterinarian and doctors work on the mother. I want them tranquilized and safely moved to a new location," she ordered her men. Veronica then took a moment to think. "Wasn't there something similar to a pterodactyl in New Guinea? The Ropen, right?"
"Ma'am, we're supposed to be investigating the supernatural activity in Gravity Falls and making sure no one learns of them," Agent Powers told her. They then stopped in front of the covered-up hole. But there was still something that needed to be talked about. "And, Agent Pines. We'd like to talk to you about your grandkids."
"I've given express orders to leave them alone," Veronica snapped, looking back at Powers with a stern look.
"We understand, ma'am, but ever since they found the former president you've made an effort to keep them off our radars. And then today happened, and you're still ordering us to not do something about them."
"They have nothing to do with what we're doing, Powers, so I suggest that you..." Veronica's sentence trailed when she heard the sound of creaking and moving wood. They turned towards the covered up hole and saw the wood and debris starting to shift. All three pulled out pistols and aimed them at the hole. Thinking that the mother pteranodon was coming back out.
But then they saw that it was Old Man McGucket, holding his spoons out in victory. "I ate my way through a dino-sour!" He started laughing and playing his musical spoon. Suddenly, a tranquilizer dart was shot at his nose. McGucket froze up, before collapsing face-first on the ground.
Seeing that the man was out of it, Agent Powers and Trigger put away their guns. Veronica walked over to her old friend and picked him up. "And I suppose that you don't want to erase his memories too," Trigger asked rhetorically.
"There's no need to. His minds long gone," Veronica said somberly, before handing the sleeping old man to another agent. "Take him back to the junkyard."
After he was taken away, Agent Veronica Pines turned to the hole. When McGucket came out of the hole, it shifted the balance and weight of the debris. Causing it to collapse and fall into the cave below.
"We have work to do, before the next day comes."
AN: I hope you all had a happy New Year! I'm back again working on this story. I've actually been working on several chapters of this story, just to put down all the ideas going in my head for when I get to them. This was one of my favorite episodes, even though it had tension building among the group that was a little uncomfortable.
I was going to change up the plot of this episode with two ideas. One was that the dinosaur would've come to Gravity Falls be annual time rippings that connected the past to the present. Another idea was to use the Primal episode "Terror Under the Blood Moon." But I decided to stick with the plot of the episode, but make changes.
We see Wendy is still coming to terms with her emotions and her growing love for Patrick. Now seen getting nervous to even ask to hang out with him. This didn't really serve a point, other than to tie in the events of the last chapter. I plan for her to talk with her friends about her feelings and help her come to realize that she doesn't have to be afraid of falling in love. But let me make one thing clear to some people who think that Patrick and Wendy saying that they love each other is "dangerous" or that its "dangerous" for them to fell those kinds of emotions. They WILL say "I love you" and MEAN it when we get to the "Into the Bunker" chapter. That's only 4 chapters away, and it's going to be happening. This has been building up for a long time, with the two of them growing in their feelings, and soon it'll be time to pull the trigger.
THEY WILL SAY "I LOVE YOU" IN "INTO THE BUNKER". Period!
It was also nice to have Veronica in the chapter, showing off some of her skills, but also showing her tender side. And then the ending shows that she's been stepping out of line with her agency. This would eventually lead to them doubting her and believing that she's going rogue.
Alright, time to go back to working on "Become ONE".
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