Another chapter! Okay, so there was a good idea from the guy who solved the first cipher, so I'll be doing it from here on. Last chapter's solution was 'Theres more to her than meets the eye'. And I know, there's no apostrophe, but there isn't a way to put one with that cipher. Anyways, enjoy!
It's kind of strange to be here, to be honest. But I still like it here! Mysteries, adventures, it's amazing!
Dipper and Mabel were sitting in front of the TV. "I'm afraid your services won't be required here, sir." Mabel reached for the popcorn and Dipper slapped her hand. "My men have examined the evidence and this is obviously an accident." A duck quaked and words came up on the screen. "What?"
Ducktective will return after these messages. Mabel dropped her knitting needles.
"That duck is a genius." She said.
"Eh, it's easier to find clues then you're that close to the ground." Said Dipper.
"Are you saying you could outwit ducktective?"
"Mabel, I have very keen powers of observation. For example, just by smelling your breath, I can tell you have been eating" he took a few sniffs, "an entire tube of toothpaste?"
"It was so sparkly." Replied Mabel, back turned.
"Hey dudes!" Called Soos, running to the room. "You'll never guess what I've found!"
"Buried treasure!" Said Dipper.
"Buried" Mabel laughed. "Hey! I was gonna say that!" Cassie poked her head in.
"Was it a secret room?"
"Just follow me!" Said Soos. The twins and Cassie followed him. "So, I was cleaning up when I found this secret door, hidden behind the wallpaper. It's crazy bonkers creepy." He opened the door, revealing lots of wax statues. Dipper walked in first.
"Whoa." He whispered. "It's a secret wax museum."
"They're so lifelike." Said Mabel.
"Except for that one." Said Dipper, pointing at Stan.
"Hello." He said. Everybody but Cassie yelled. Stan laughed. "It's just me! Your Grunkle Stan!" Mabel, Dipper and Soos screamed again and ran out of the room.
Strange things taking place
Nowhere to hide, nowhere is safe.
Weirdness is in every case.
But our smarts combined
will solve every puzzle faced.
That is a guarantee!
Dipper, Mabel and Soos came back in. "Behold the Gravity Falls Wax Museum." Said Stan. "It was one of our most popular attractions, before I forgot all about it. I got em all! Genghis Khan, Sherlock Holmes, some kinna, I don't know, goblin man."
"Bleh." Said Dipper. "Anyone else getting the creeps here?"
"Now, for my personal favorite, Wax Abraham Lincoln!" Stan gestured to a melted statue. "Right over oh! Oh no! Come on! Who left the blinds open? Wax John Wilkes Booth, I'm looking in your direction!" Stan bent down and poked his finger in the melted wax. "How do you fix a wax figure?"
"Cheer up, Grunkle Stan!" Said Mabel. "Where's that smile?"
"Meh."
"Beep bop boop!" With each word Mabel poked Stan.
"Ow." Stan got up.
"Don't worry Grunkle Stan, I'll make you a new wax figure from all this old wax."
"You really think you can make one of these puppies?"
"Grunkle Stan, I'm an arts and crafts master. Why do you think I always have this glue gun stuck to my arm?" She waved her arm a bit.
"I like your gumption, kid."
"I don't know what that word means, but thank you." Said Mabel. "Hey Cassie, can I have some help moving the wax?"
"Sure." Dipper and Soos went upstairs. When Dipper went into another room, he saw Mabel doing some sketches. She jumped off her stool.
"Dipper!" He dropped his soda and began coughing. "What do you think of my wax figure idea?" She showed him her drawing. "It's part fairy princess and part horse fairy princess."
"Maybe you should carve something from real life." Suggested Dipper.
"Like a waffle, with big arms!" Said Mabel.
"Okay, or you know, something else. Like someone in your family."
"Kids, have you seen my pants?" Asked Grunkle Stan. He stepped onto a suitcase where there was a hole in the ceiling and Mabel got an idea.
"Oh muse, you work is mysterious ways."
"Why is your sister talking to the ceiling?" Mabel got ready to work. She grabbed her tools, her safety gear, and got to work. She began chiseling a figure over the course of the day, then she painted it. When she was done, she stepped back. Dipper and Soos were in the room with her.
"I think it needs more glitter."
"Agreed." Said Soos. He grabbed a bucket of glitter and handed it to Mabel, who threw all the glitter onto the statue.
"I found my pants, but now I'm missing my" Stan saw the wax statue and fell over. He began backing away. "Whoa! Whoa! Ah!" Cassie walked in.
"Overdramatic much?" Mabel walked up to Stan.
"What do you think?"
"I think, the Wax Museum's back in business!" Stan got everything set up for the next day. People were coming from all around town and Soos was guiding them in with corndogs. Dipper and Wendy worked the entry booth.
"I can't believe this many people showed up." Said Dipper.
"I know, right? Your uncle probably bribed them or something."
"He bribed me." Dipper took out the money Stan gave him and Wendy did the same. They laughed.
Mabel looked at everybody who was crowding around as Stan stepped up to the podium. He cleared his throat, then tapped the mic. A high pitched squeal rang out. "You all know me, folks! Town darling Mr. Mystery! Please, ladies, control yourselves." Nobody did anything. "Ah you know, I always bring the people of this fair town novelties and befuddlements, the likes of which the world has never known! But enough about me. Behold," he grabbed the covering on the new statue, "me!" He took the cover off to reveal a wax statue of himself. Soos pressed a key on his soundboard, making a ta-da sound. Then he pressed the one for 'Yeah!' a lot. Two people clapped quietly and one person coughed. "And now a word from our own Mabelangelo." Stan gave the mic to Mabel.
"It's Mabel." She said. She walked towards everybody. "Thank you for coming! I made this sculpture with my own two hands! It's covered with my blood, sweat, tears, and other fluids." Everybody in the crowd made disgusted faces. "Heh heh, yeah. I will now take questions. You there."
"Old Man McGucket. Local Kook. Are the wax figures alive and, follow up question, can I survive the wax man uprising?" His son looked at him.
"Uh, yes!" Said Mabel. "Next question."
"Toby Determined. Gravity Falls gossiper. Do you really think this constitutes a wonder of the world?" He held out his mic.
"Your microphone's a turkey baster, Toby." Said Stan.
"It certainly is."
"Next question." Said Stan.
"Shandra Jimenez, a real reporter, you flyers promised free pizza with admission to this event. Is this true?" The crowd began to agree.
"That was a typo." Said Stan, quickly. "Goodnight everyone!" He threw a smoke bomb and ran. He grabbed the register that Dipper and Wendy had. Everybody dispersed as Mabel walked up to them.
"I think that went well." Said Mabel.
Dipper looked at her. "I'm surprised Cassie didn't warn us about that. She always seems to know when something bad is going to happen." They packed up everything and went inside. Stan counted his money.
"Hot pumpkin pie! Look at all this cash! I owe it all to one person!" Mabel looked at him, smiling. "This guy!" He gestured towards his wax self. Mabel tapped his gut, making it shake. "Heh, yeah, you too you little gremlin. Now you kids wash up. We've got another long day of fleece and rubes tomorrow. Go, go!" Mabel and Dipper left the room and Stan put his arm over his wax self. "Kids." He turned on the TV.
"Well ducktective, it seems that you've really quaked the case." The duck replied and Stan laughed.
"Stupid Duck!" He got up. "Well, I'm going to use the john." He looked at his sculpture. "You need anything?" He laughed again. "I love this guy! Don't you go nowhere." Outside, the wind picked up ominously. Upstairs, Dipper and Mabel were brushing their teeth.
"Dipper, you want to do a toothbrush race?"
"Okay." He mumbled.
"No! No! No!" Yelled Stan. They ran downstairs, followed by Cassie. "Wax Stan! He's been, m-murdered!" Everybody looked at Wax Stan to see his head gone. Mabel fainted and Dipper caught her. The police soon arrived. "I get up to use the john, right? And when I come back, blamo! He's headless!"
"My expert hand crafting, besmirched." Said Mabel. "Besmirched!"
"Who would do something like this?" Asked Dipper, putting his hand on Mabel's shoulder.
"What's your opinion Sheriff Blubs?" Asked Durland.
"Look, we'd love to help you folks, but let's face the facts. This case is unsolvable."
"What?" Asked Stan, Dipper and Mabel.
"You take that back Sheriff Blubs!" Said Stan.
"You're kidding, right?" Asked Dipper. "There must be evidence, motives, you know, I could help if you want!"
"He's really good!" Said Mabel. "He figured out who was eating our tin cans!"
"All signs pointed to the goat." Said Dipper.
"Yeah, yeah!" Said Stan. "Let the boy help! He's got a little brain up in his head."
"Oh, look at what we've got here!" Said Blubs. "City boy thinks he's going to solve a mystery with his fancy computer phone."
"City Boy! City Boy!"
"You are adorable."
"Adorable?" Asked Dipper. Durland and Blubs laughed.
"He's adorb!" Said Durland. They stopped laughing.
"Look pjs, how about you leave the investigating to the grown ups?" Suggested Blubs. "Okay?" His radio crackled.
"Attention all units. Steve is going to fit an entire cantaloupe in his mouth. I repeat, an entire cantaloupe."
"Oh, it's a 2316!" Said Durland.
"Let's move!" Said Blubs. They ran off.
"That's it!" Said Dipper. "Mabel, Cassie, we're gonna find the jerk who did this and get back that head! Then we'll see who's adorable." He sneezed like a kitten.
"Aw!" Said Mabel. "You sneeze like a kitten." Dipper glared at her.
"Let's get started tomorrow." Said Cassie. Dipper and Mabel agreed and everybody went to bed. In the morning, Dipper got started.
"Wax Stan has lost his head and it's up to us to find it." Mabel took a picture of Wax Stan while Cassie stood in the doorway. "There were a lot of unhappy customers at the unveiling, the murderer could have been anyone."
"Gasp!" Said Mabel. "Even us!"
"In this town, anything is possible." Said Dipper. He grabbed the journal.
"Well, almost anything." Said Cassie. "The speed of light is still a limit not yet broken."
"Okay, you win that point, but aside from that, nothing is impossible." Said Dipper. He opened the journal and began looking through the pages. "Ghosts, Zombies, it could be months before we find our first clue."
"Hey look!" Said Mabel. "A clue!" There were a few footsteps next to Wax Stan.
"Footprints in the shag carpet!"
"That's weird. They've got a hole in them."
"And they're leading to" Dipper gasped when he saw an axe. They brought it to Soos. "So what do you think?"
"In my opinion," said Soos, "it's an axe."
"Wait a minute." Said Mabel. "The Lumberjack!"
"Of course!" Said Dipper and Mabel. They remembered him punching the support pole for the banner.
"He was furious when he didn't get that free pizza." Said Dipper.
"Furious enough for murder!" Said Mabel.
"Oh, you mean Manly Dan." Said Soos. "Yeah, he hangs out at this crazy intense biker joint downtown."
"Then that's where we're going." Said Mabel.
"Dude, this is awesome." Said Soos. "You're like the Mystery Twins." Cassie coughed. "Oh, right, you're helping them too. Uh, I got it! You're the Mystery Trio!"
"Don't call us that." Said Dipper. He and Mabel quickly walked away.
"We'll catch ya later Soos." Said Cassie.
"See you dudes." All three walked out, passing Stan, who was trying to pull something out of his trunk.
"Hey, give me a hand with this coffin, will ya? I'm doing a memorial service for Wax Stan. Something small, but classy." He pulled again, pulling it out.
"Sorry Grunkle Stan, but we've got a big break in the case!" Said Dipper.
"Breaking the case!" Said Mabel.
"We're heading into town right now to interrogate the murderer." Said Dipper. Mabel grabbed the axe.
"We have an axe!" She swung it a bit. "Ree! Ree! Ree!"
"Eh, this seems like the kind of thing a responsible parent wouldn't want you doing." Said Stan.
"I'm guessing there's a 'but' somewhere in there." Said Cassie.
"Good thing I'm an uncle! Avenge me kids! Avenge me!" The three of them went into town. Dipper and Mabel were trying to be sneaky while Cassie just walked.
"What are you guys even doing?" Asked Cassie.
"Shush." Said Dipper. He looked around a corner, then at a piece of paper. "This is the place." He and Mabel looked around the corner to see someone in front of the door. The guy looked at them and they quickly went back around the corner. "Got the fake IDs?" Mabel handed them to him. "Here goes nothing." He looked at Cassie. "You sure you're not coming with inside?"
"Positive." Someone walked up to the door and showed the guy his ID.
"Sorry, but we don't serve miners."
"Dang nabbit!" Said the miner. Dipper and Mabel walked up.
"We're here to interrogate Manly Dan, the lumberjack, for the murder of Wax Stan." They showed their IDs.
"Works for me." Said the guy. He opened the door and they walked in.
"Good luck guys." Said Cassie. When they got inside, they saw mass chaos. Dipper motioned for Mabel to follow him as they walked through. Mabel walked over someone's legs.
"He's resting." She rationalized.
"All right, let's just try to blend in, okay?" Suggested Dipper.
"You got it Dippingsauce." Said Mabel. She climbed onto a stool. "Hey there fellow restaurant patron." She tapped his arm. "Bap." The guy growled at her. Manly Dan was in the back, arm wrestling an arm wrestling machine.
"Manly Dan, just the guy I wanted to see." Said Dipper. "Where were you last night?"
"I was punching the clock!"
"So, you were at work?"
"No, I was punching that clock!" He pointed at a clock. Dipper looked at it.
"10 o clock, the time of the murder." He looked back at Manly Dan. "So I guess you've never seen this before!" He pulled out the axe.
"Listen little girl"
"Hey, actually I'm"
"I wouldn't pick my teeth with that axe. It's left handed! I only use my right hand! My Manly Hand!" He ripped the arm off the machine and hit its head. Tyler was standing nearby.
"Get 'em! Get 'em!" Tyler laughed.
"Left handed." Said Dipper. He began walking over to Mabel, who was doing something with the guy.
"3, 4, 5, 6." They said. Mabel opened the fortune teller she was using. He looked at it as she gasped.
"Your wife is going to be beautiful." Said Mabel.
"Yes!" Said the dude.
"Mabel!" Said Dipper. "Big break in the case!" They ran off.
"But will she love me?" Asked the guy. Dipper and Mabel ran off before they could answer and met up with Cassie outside.
"So, how'd it go?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
"Major clue." Said Dipper. "Come on!" They went on their way while Dipper wrote down the clues they had so far.
"It's a left handed axe." Said Dipper. He made a chart. "This is a list of all our suspects. Manly Dan is right handed." He crossed him off. "So that means all we've got to do is find our left handed suspect, and we've got our killer."
"Oh man!" Said Mabel. "We are on fire today!"
"Let's just hope it lasts." Said Cassie.
"Let's find that murderer." Said Dipper. He and Mabel fist bumped. They first went to the junkyard to see McGucket. Mabel waved at him, and he waved back with his right. Dipper crossed him. Then they went to a house. Dipper put on a mustache and knocked on the door after putting a package down. He held out a clipboard for the guy to sign. He signed with his right. Dipper frowned and grabbed the box. The dude frowned as he walked away. They saw another person. Mabel whistled at her and threw a baseball at her. She caught it with her right hand, then crushed it. They went to another house and knocked. The dude who opened had both arms broken. Dipper crossed him off entirely. They went to person after person, each being right handed. Dipper's pencil broke, and he looked back through his list. He gasped. "Mabel, look! There's only one person left on this list." Mabel gasped.
"Of course! It all adds up!" They called the police and made their way to the place Dipper thought the case would be solved. Cassie smiled, knowing it was wrong. Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Durland walked up to the door.
"You kids better be right about this, or you'll never hear the end of it." Warned Blubs.
"The evidence is irrefutable." Said Dipper.
"It's so irrefutable!" Said Mabel.
"I'm going to get to use my nightstick!" Said Durland.
"Ready." Said Blubs. "Ready little fella?" The howled like monkeys.
"On three." Said Dipper. "One. Two!" Durland kicked in the door.
"Bada Boom! This is a raid!" Said Blubs. Toby fell off his chair.
"What is this?" He asked. "Some kind of raid?" Durland knocked down a lamp.
"Toby Determined, you're under arrest for the murder of the wax body of Grunkle Stan!" Said Dipper.
"You have the right to remain impressed by our awesome detective work." Said Mabel. She and Dipper high fived.
"Gobbling goose feathers!" Said Toby. "I don't understand!"
"Then allow me to explain." Said Dipper. "You were hoping that Grunkle Stan's new attraction would be the story that would save your failing newspaper. But when the show was a flop, you decided to go out and make your own headline. But, you were sloppy! And all the clues pointed to a shabby shoe reporter who was caught left handed."
"Toby Determined, you're yesterday's news." Said Mabel.
"Boy, your little knees must be sore," started Toby, "from jumping to conclusions!" He did a little jig. "I had nothing to do with that murder."
"I knew it!" Said Dipper. He realized what Toby said. "Wait, what?"
"I probably should've told you." Said Cassie.
"Then where were you the night of the break in?" Asked Blubs. Toby pulled his neckline before showing everybody his video camera's recording.
"Ew." Said Dipper and Mabel.
"Time stamp confirms it." Said Blubs. "Toby, you're off the hook, you freak of nature."
"Hooray!"
"But it has to be him!" Said Dipper. "Check the axe for fingerprints!" Durland and Blubs dusted it.
"No prints at all." Said Blubs.
"No prints?" Asked Dipper.
"Hey, I've got a headline for ya!" Said Durland. "City kids waste everyone's time!" The three laughed at Dipper, Mabel and Cassie. Dipper and Mabel were embarrassed.
"Boy, I'd be pretty embarrassed if I was you two!" Said Toby. Cassie knew just how to deal with their jokes.
"I've got a follow up headline." She said. "City kids do more with a murder than local police!" She looked at Dipper and Mabel. "Let's head back." When they got back to the house, Stan got them into the wax room. He got started.
"Kids, Soos, Lifeless Wax Figures, thank you all for coming." Soos blew into a tissue. "Some people might say it's wrong for a man to love a wax figure of himself."
"They're wrong!" Said Soos.
"Easy Soos." Said Stan. "Wax Stan, I hope you're picking pockets in wax heaven." He teared up. "I'm sorry, I have glitter in my eye!" He ran out of the room. Soos ran after him. Dipper sighed.
"Those cops were right about me."
"Dipper, we've come so far." Said Mabel. "We can't give up now!"
"But I considered everything!" Said Dipper. "The weapon, the motive, the clues." He walked up to Wax Stan's casket.
"Here comes the big revelation." Said Cassie.
"What big revelation could possibly come right" he looked at Wax Stan's shoe. "Wax Stan's shoe has a hole in it."
"All the wax guys have that." Said Mabel, walking up. "It's where the pole thingie attaches to their stand dealies." Dipper thought for a second.
"Wait a minute. What has holes in its shoes and no fingerprints?" He realized something. "Mabel! The murderers are"
"Standing right behind you?" Asked Wax Sherlock. All the wax figures started moving. Dipper gasped.
"Wax Sherlock Holmes! Wax Shakespeare! Wax Coolio?"
"Sup Holmes." One of the wax figures grabbed the axe.
"Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh!" Said Mabel.
"Congratulations, my three amateur sleuths." Said Wax Sherlock. "You've unburied the truth, and now we're going to bury you." The wax statues began moving towards them. "Bravo Dipper Pines. You've discovered our little secret." Wax Sherlock pulled Wax Stan's head out of his cloak. "Applaud everyone! Applaud sarcastically. Uh, no, that sounds too sincere. Slow clap. There we go. Nice and condescending."
"But, how is this possible?" Asked Dipper. "You're made of wax!"
"Are you magic?" Asked Mabel.
"Are we magic?" Laughed Wax Sherlock. "She wants to know if we're magic!" Was Sherlock smashed his hand on Wax Stan's casket. "We're cursed!"
"Curse." Said the rest of the was people.
"We're cursed to come to life whenever the moon is waxing." Said Wax Sherlock. "Your uncle bought us many years ago at a garage sale."
"A haunted garage sale son!" Said Coolio. Wax Sherlock began talking about what transpired.
"And so, the Mystery Shack wax collection was born. By day, we would be the playthings of man."
"But when your uncle went to sleep, we would rule the night!" Said Coolio.
"It was a charmed life for us cursed beings." Continued Wax Sherlock. "That is, until your uncle closed up shop." The rest of the story was history. "We've been waiting ten years to get our revenge on Stan for locking us away. But we got the wrong guy." Wax Sherlock concluded.
"So you were trying to murder Grunkle Stan for real?" Asked Dipper.
"You were right all along, Dipper! Wax People are creepy!" Said Mabel.
"I never thought all three of us would agree on one thing." Said Cassie.
"Enough!" Said Wax Sherlock. "Now that you know our secret, you must die." All of their eyes rolled back as the three backed away.
"What do we do?" Asked Mabel. "What do we do!?"
"I don't know!" Said Dipper. They grabbed miscellaneous things from the table behind them and began throwing them. They were soon almost empty, but Dipper grabbed a pot of brewed coffee. He threw the liquid at one of the figures, and it began melting.
"That's it!" Said Mabel. "We can melt them with hoty melty things!" The twins grabbed the candles that were on the table and the wax people backed away.
"Anyone move, and we'll melt you into candles!" Threatened Dipper.
"Decorative Candles!" Added Mabel.
"You really think you can defeat us?" Asked Wax Sherlock. The twins responded with a resound maybe. "So be it. Attack!" The Wax People attacked, but very disjointed. The first strike dealt more damage to one of them than to Mabel. Wax Shakespeare tried to grab Mabel, but she cut his arms off with her candle. She pointed the candle at him and he ran. His arms grabbed her. Mabel turned, grabbed a door, then began beating the hand by smashing it in the door.
"Interview this, Larry King!" Quipped Dipper. He sliced Wax Larry King's head off.
"My neck! My beautiful neck!" One of the wax figures tried to grab Dipper's candle, but his hand started to melt.
"Joke's on you, Groucho." Dipper sliced him in half.
"I've heard of a cutting remark, but this is ridiculous!" Said Groucho. "Hey, why is there nothing in my hand?" Wax Genghis Khan rushed Dipper, who stepped to the side. The wax figure dove into the fireplace.
"Ha Genghis Khan!" Said Dipper. "You fell harder than the, uh, I don't' know, uh, Jin Dynasty?"
"That's correct." Said Cassie. One of the Wax People tried to grab her, but she knocked its feet out from under it. "If I ever go back to Bakugan, I've really got to thank Fabia for the combat training." She thought as she dodged another wax person.
"Yeah, alright." Said Dipper as he got back into the fight. Mabel was swinging Wax Coolio's head around. He hit the wax people that were coming closer, saying ow after each hit.
"Whassup with that?" He asked.
"Dipper! Watch out!" Said Mabel. Wax Sherlock placed Wax Stan's head on something and grabbed a sword.
"Alright, let's get this taken care of." He slashed Dipper's candle out of his hand, shattering it.
"Catch!" Said Mabel. She tossed an iron to Dipper as Wax Sherlock brought his sword up. Dipper blocked the attack, and began to walk backwards. He continued blocking blow after blow, eventually getting upstairs. Wax Sherlock backed him into a corner.
"Once your family is our of the way, we'll rule the night once again!"
"Don't count on it!" Dipper said as he formulated a plan. He rolled under Wax Sherlock's legs as he slashed. Dipper opened the window and ran onto the roof.
"Come back here you brat!" Wax Sherlock followed him. They continued slashing weapons, one of the attacks knocking the S out of Shack. "You really think you can outwit me, boy? I'm Sherlock bleeding Holmes! Have you seen my magnifying glass? It's enormous!" Dipper climbed over the Mystery Shack sign. When he landed, some of the shingles were knocked loose. He barely grabbed a ledge and pulled himself back up. He his behind the chimney, and peeked around it. He sighed, then saw Wax Sherlock next to him. He kicked Dipper, sending him to the edge of the ledge.
"Any last words?" Wax Sherlock raised his sword.
"Um, you got any sunscreen?"
"Got any" He began to melt. "What?" He gasped as he saw the light coming up. "No."
"You know, letting me lead you outside, probably not your sharpest decision." Said Dipper.
"Outsmarted by a child in short pants!" Said Wax Sherlock. "No!" He began melting rapidly. "Fiddlesticks!" His words became gibberish as he melted.
"Case closed." Said Dipper. He knocked his hands together, sending up some dust. He sneezed. Wax Sherlock laughed.
"You sneeze like a kitten. Those policemen were right, you're adorable." He ran towards the edge. "Adorable!" He splattered on the ground.
"Ew." Said Dipper, looking down.
Mabel and Cassie were cleaning up the mess in the wax room. "Though our group be left in twain, man of wax shall rise again!" Said Wax Shakespeare.
"You know any limericks?" Asked Mabel, picking up Wax Shakespeare's head.
"Uh." Said Wax Shakespeare. "There once was dude from Kentucky."
"Nope." Said Mabel. She tossed him into the fireplace as Dipper walked in. "Dipper! You're okay! You solved the mystery after all." Dipper picked up a chair and grabbed Wax Stan's head.
"I couldn't have done it without my sidekicks." Said Dipper.
"No offense Dipper, but you're the sidekick." Said Mabel.
"And even if you weren't, I wouldn't be a sidekick to you." Said Cassie. "I knew the answer from the beginning." Dipper jumped down from the chair.
"What? Says who? Are people saying that? Have you heard that?" Stan walked into the room.
"Hot Belgian waffles! What happened to my parlor?"
"Your wax figures turned out to be evil, so we fought them to the death!" Said Mabel.
"I decapitated Larry King." Said Dipper.
Stan laughed. "You kids and your imaginations."
"On the bright side, thought, look what we found." Said Dipper. He tossed Wax Stan's head to Stan.
"My head! Haha! I missed this guy! You've done good, kids!" He stepped forward. "Alright, line up for some affectionate nooging." The twins voiced their concerns.
"Just take it." Said Cassie. "You're not going to get out of it." She was surprised when Stan grabbed her as well. "Hey!" Stan noogied all three of them.
"Noogie noogie noogie." Sirens blared.
"Solve the case yet boy?" Asked Blubs. "I'm so confident that you're going to say no that I'm going to take a long, slow sip from my cup of coffee."
"Actually, the answer is yes." Said Dipper. Blubs began choking and spit his coffee at Durland, who spit his coffee at Blubs. The cycle continued until they were empty. They drove away. All four began laughing.
"They got scalded!" Said Stan.
"So, did you get rid of all the wax figures?" Asked Dipper.
"I am 99% sure that I did." Said Mabel.
"Good enough for me." Said Dipper.
"Well, we got almost all of them. One bit still remains." Said Cassie. Larry King's head watched from the vents. He laughed.
"So, you're a rat." He said to a rat that was next to him. "Tell me about that." The rat ripped his ear off. "Hey! Get back here!" He hopped after the rat. "I'm hopping. I'm hopping after a rat that stole my ear!"
Μερικές φορές η μεγαλύτερη διασκέδαση βοηθά στην επίλυση και όχι στην επίλυση.