Okay, I am going to have this chapter set up something that will allow me to explore more and spark my creativity with this story. Ever since I talked to shadowwriter about it, it has been fueling my creative juices like mad. So I hope you enjoy.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=In the basement with Ford=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Ford watched silently as the Dipper of this world ran up to get something to eat.

He only needed some time alone to finish this project. For he was paying attention when the other Dippers stepped down here. Several of his machines went off and warned him of their true nature.

The worse reactions were to Ink and Alister, the devices telling him they were cruel and evil. He did find out that Sans was more pure magic than evil, but the boy was a skeleton. Yeah, they showed hate for Bill.

But everyone hates Bill.

Ford was going to protect his world as he had planned against Bill, but he only had one bullet with his gun. But he also had a method to get rid of all four of the extra Dippers.

He would build a machine to send them to their respective worlds, but it would take too long. He would have to calculate the algorithms that would lead to their specific worlds and timelines, who knows what chaos those creatures would cause if left alone.

The only one he felt remotely conflicted about, would be the one they called Chiron. He was a child of the Sky and Wood. He had done some research into the celestial beings the boy mentioned and knew they could do what the boy said. His machines even reinforced his story.

But Ford had no excuse to not send them all off at once. His plan would not be gentle or subtle when he activated it.

The Dippers were going to feel pain, he couldn't do anything to change that.

So he would live with the guilt, that sending that innocent boy and girl to their deaths, in exchange for stopping the four true demons he was faced with.

He put the finishing touches on his machine, the four pads were large enough to comfortably fit the Cervitaur.

Ford walked up to the main house. He found the kids and creatures all sharing stories.

He would have to grill his Dipper for details of what they told him, so he could maybe plan for whatever the future may hold with two of the story tellers being from the future.

Rosie had put her sweater back on, just enjoying hearing about all the things that her brother would do for her if they hadn't gone to hell.

She was feeling more and more like rewarding her brother, seeing as most of the time he was her hero.

Elise was sitting next to Chiron, running her perfectly manicured nails through his fur, with Tambry on the other side. Both girls doing it more subconsciously, as if her were a cat that laid down next to them.

He was shushed whenever he tried to ask them to stop.

The rest of the teens were also paying attention as they listened to Mabel and Soos talk about their adventures with Dipper.

Ink clones? Ford would have to go and deal with that copy machine soon. Lilliputians?

He would have to look through his third journal thoroughly, in order to find out what all he can research properly. Nothing against the boy, but a child wouldn't be able to do in-depth and proper research notes.

Ford wouldn't say these things aloud, so he would never hear how much that thought would actually hurt Dipper.

Sans was sitting back as he listened to the others tell their stories, he already lived through them, so it came off as more of Soos and Mabel bragging about how awesome Dipper was.

So he decided to just enjoy his sandwich, PB&J with ham.

Yes, he was ignoring the looks from others when they noticed what he was eating.

Ford stepped into the room, putting on a happy front as he spoke towards everyone. "Good news family and extras. I have completed the transportation device that will slip you all back to your original worlds."

Sans, Alister, and Rosie were the only ones to narrow their eyes at the man. Each being the only real ones who would notice the level of complexity the task entailed.

Sans and Alister were both working on it as well, and considering they were able to poke and prod at several flaws within the third journal that the man made. The man may have been smart, but to the levels they knew the machine called for, the man was lacking.

Ford led everyone, while basking in the praise from his Dipper, and even some from Chiron, down to his lab.

"Okay, please, each of you stand on one of these pads. Each destination to their own pads, so you will need to pair up with your sister or girlfriend for you two."

While Alister, Sans, and Rosie were suspicious, they didn't have a reason not to allow the man to try to send them back, without coming off as villains that wanted to cause havoc in this world at least.

Ford was making this sound like a great discovery as he explained how he came upon a method to auto calculate the algorithms needed to send them home, using their own magic.

Well, it made sense. Sans and Al came to similar methods, and just needed to set up the machine to pull it off.

As the tubes slammed down and sealed them off from the denizens of this realm, they each noticed that the tubes were soundproof.

As three of the tubes' occupants started to rage against the glass, the last ones were cowering, slightly panicking.

Ford spoke up. "No need to panic or concern yourselves. These machines are just now seeing use, and there will be some hiccups. The glass is tempered with the adhesive Dipper, and I claimed from the alien ship, so they will not shatter no matter what. As well as some mystical means." Ford had to add the last thing on when Sans bulked up into his seraph form and even summoned a red spear to attack the tube. Ink was also throwing what he could at the tube, while Alister and Rosie were back to back as they generated red energy from their hands, trying to cut through with precision when they noticed Sans and Ink failing with trying to brute force.

Chiron had gathered his own courage when he summoned up his own powers, Pacifica now on his back, as he himself was slamming into the tube, only for runes to float along the surface of the glass.

You could see tears of betrayal in his eyes, while the others glared with hate.

Ford frowned at them as the machine began to rev up.

Stan was now yelling at him. "What are you doing here Ford!?"

Ford sighed. "I merely figured the extra protection would keep the machine from bursting and harming us out here. They are perfectly fine. They may feel small amount of discomfort when the machine draws out some power to locate their proper place. Like going to the dentist, the tools look scary, but they won't really hurt when used properly. Just a couple uncomfortable tugs and pushes."

When the machine revved up, the occupants within the tubes did not show they felt just a little tug and push.

Ink's form was lashing out like venom from the comics, showing off how the corpse the stuff hid was actually screaming in pain, crying black tears.

Alister and Rosie had each other for comfort, but that didn't stop the two from screaming and holding the other tightly, they were crying as well.

Sans looked similar to Ink, except it showed a skeleton screaming in pain along with Dipper, six separately colored ghosts that were all clinging to the two, green, yellow, blue, purple, orange, and cyan. If you knew the color wheel, you would notice the tears they were crying was the complimentary color.

Chiron looked to be creating more of a shield around them, protecting Pacifica as best he could, as the girl cried into his back. The barrier didn't help Chiron by the looks of it. It barely protected Pacifica, but out of everyone in the tubes, she looked the most coherent.

She looked to be begging them to stop.

But Ford was the only one who knew what to do to stop it. And he was still reassuring them that it would be over soon.

Stan was the only one there that was paying enough attention that would recognize the portals forming above the kids.

They were the same ones he sent his brother through all those years ago. But he couldn't call Ford out on it, because he had no experience with portals. They all may look the same for all he knew.

Stan was still trying to convince Ford to hold off and make a less painful way to send them back. Ford argued that this was the only way, and they couldn't stop, or it would kill them. That actually silenced his complaints.

Ford looked at the six children he just sentenced to death among the nightmare realm, facing each of them as he should. He felt proud of protecting his world, but he would regret causing the one so much pain.

Alister and Sans got around to becoming coherent enough to catch each other's eye.

Looking up they noticed what the machine was doing. It was drawing their power out to generate the wormhole, but it was all going to generate the same wormhole. The tubes were all connected at the top, beyond the site of those outside, and without a way to tell the others about that, it would look like they were just pulled up and into a portal to a different realm. They realized what Ford was planning, he didn't want them there and wanted to get rid of them fast.

He didn't trust them to help him, so he set it up to dispose of them, an educated guess would be in the nightmare realm. Sans and Alister had talked about it briefly, about wanting to avoid it.

Energy from all five of them, was being drawn out to power the portal to send them into the nightmare realm and get rid of them.

And neither were pushovers when it came to manipulating magic.

Sans' left eye glowed blue, Dipper's right glowed red, as a red heart began to hover over Dipper's chest. Sans and Dipper pulled themselves back together, reaching out to hold onto the six souls that rested within them.

Alister had blood red smoke coming from his eyes as he glared upwards, holding Rosie to his chest as tight as he dared.

The portal above them, that started out swirling with whites and blues, was soon joined by many other colors.

Ford took notice of the two doing something, both fighting through pain, agony, and all forms of feelings that went with having your inner power messed with.

Ink, having noticed what the two were doing, did his best to help by tapping into the very chaos energy that swelled within his ink.

Chiron, still pulling a barrier around Pacifica, having jumped into his celestial form, joined as the portal gain stars throughout the mix of rainbows.

The portal was looking rather beautiful at this point. Everyone outside could see the sea of colors and glows the portal above them was generating but couldn't get a good look at the portal itself with the angle they were at.

Ford showed no care as they altered the portal, he just wanted them out of his world.

The other worlders all floated into the air, similar to when Stan activated the previous portal, Alister and Sans, Ink would have as well, if he could use his hands at that moment, both flipped Ford the bird.

Ford rolled his eyes at the 'childish' response. Everyone began to talk about what they just seen, all rather excited to have experienced something like that. All but Stan, who glared at his brother.

Stan would later confront Ford about his concerns, but Ford would explain in a similar way to how he did in the lab during the activation of his machine.

Sadly, this timeline, thanks to the intervention of the previous interlopers, stopped Ford and Stan from learning the life lesson they were meant to learn, and at the end of the summer when the twins went home, Stan was kicked out, forced to go about his life as he had before coming to Gravity Falls.

Though because he had made friends here, he wasn't as alone as the first time. He made things work out for him and didn't fall too far before he was helped with picking himself up.

Ford however was left alone once again, his family had all passed on, though he had brought disappointment when his niece and nephew returned to find he had kicked out Stan and got rid of the Mystery Shack.

They spent more time with Stan, in a house the man had gotten when he got back on his feet after Ford kicked him out, having started up the Mystery Shack 2.0, twice the mystery?

Yes, the question mark was needed.

Dipper had still tried to learn what he could from Ford, and even stayed at his shack when Mabel had her sleep overs.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=End, for this world=-=-=-=-=-=

The cross-world gang wound up flopping out of the portal, landing in a nice and peaceful meadow.

Each of them were trying to pull themselves together, having just been rubber banded into a portal with their own magic would do that to you.

The one thing was, that each were in their powered-up states, or had gained one in the case of the two from hell. Ink was just a puddle of ink though, his corpse looking to have melted fully into ink.

Sans looked inside himself to assess the damage, before he heard a loud scream from across the forest.

One they recognized. Chiron, with Pacifica still clinging to his back, leapt through the forest. Being within his domain allowed him to move swiftly through with ease, even when the forest did not move for him.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=And another tale to be told awaits=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Alright, I will explain that the red smoke from last chapter that hit Robbie, would have adult theme implications, so if you all really want to read as Robbie experiences the effects, I can make an Omake at the end of next chapter, or if you guys don't want that, I can just leave it as Alister explains what he had done.

Also, I do have some plans to throw the gang into multiple other fictions, mostly allowing them to cause a little chaos and mess with the status quo. Their adventures will most likely have no effect on the worlds they visit from the other side of the site.

So if these guys visit say, my repeat Dipper story. It will just be this side that shows the alternate effects they had there. This story is creating timeline splits.

I am contacting several authors in order to get permission for my characters to visit their worlds though. So this story may slow down a bit.