Just to let you all know I checked on google map where Oregon, (the state where Gravity Falls is located), and L.A. are located, however, I didn't figure out how long it take to get from one to other because Gravity Falls isn't a real location. I'm just making up how long it took for Grunkle Stan to get to his new home. Also I'm not that good with measurements, especially in terms of miles and kilometers. But anyways, enjoy and see the Birth of the Mystery Shack (Alternate Version) Part 4.

Birth of the Mystery Shack (Alternate Version) Part 4

Stan's narrative

It took me weeks to get to my new crib, but in the end I knew it'd be worth it. Or at least I thought that till I finally arrived, only to find a crappy old shack that looked like it'd been bombed ten times. And that was just the outside; the inside of it was even worse!

The place was littered with broken stuff, boards sticking out everywhere, flickering lights that glowed a sickening green colour, and to top it all off there were weird drawings,(that I couldn't describe), all over the walls. It looked like one of those houses you'd see in a horror flick.

I searched the entire house, trying to find something worth the trip, or at least not horrifying, but to my luck I got the exact opposite of what I was hoping for.

Eventually I decided to just give up; find the nearest establishment and sell the dam deed to someone stupid enough to pay handsomely for it. But as I was leaving through what's now the gift shop, heard a noise coming from a pathway right behind me. Sounded like some loose wires, yet for some weird reason I felt compelled to investigate. So I ended up going down a flight of stairs leading an elevator of some kind which took me even more far down.

After a surprisingly long ride down, that fucking elevator opened up to a big room; which at the far side of it contained the weirdest thing I'd ever seen in my life, (and that was saying something). In front of me was a giant, upside-down triangle shaped device with a circle in the center of it. On the sides of the walls surrounding it were a bunch of ancient gizmos' and wires, (some of which were responsible for the noise I'd heard from upstairs, or at least that's what made sense).

As I got closer I noticed something that looked like the control center for that weird device. On it I saw a slide open cup board, already open. Inside it I found an old book with a six-fingered hand on it and the number one written on top of that.

Hoping to find some sort of explanation about what was going on, I decided to read the first page:

For the last year I have been studying the mysteries of Gravity Falls: the backwater town with the highest level of supernatural entities in the world. This journal shall be the first of many that will contain the secrets I've unlocked; secrets that may in fact change human kind, and perhaps the entire universe completely. Though from what I have already discovered so far, I believe it is best that I do not mention my name at this time.

Still not following I spent the rest of the night reading the journal, trying to find some sort of explanation as to the purpose of that blasted triangle thingy, or whatever it was. The only things I found useful were mentions of a demon triangle, (whose descriptions matched that of the device in front of me), from some ancient hylogrifians, (or something like that I don't remember), that the author had discovered, but those didn't reveal what the device was for.

Then I found what looked like schematics for the device, but just like everything else that has happened to me since I arrived, it lead to a dead end; the schematics were incomplete, and they didn't reveal the machines purpose.

By the time I finished reading that old book I realized it was morning. I then decided to look for some breakfast, but no dice, (no food in the shack). So I went to town to look for a dinner, to my luck I found one called "Greasy's Diner", and to my fortune I just had enough for a meal, (I'd spent most of my money on the way to this on food, gas and lottery tickets).

Now before I continue; you've seen how I've written everything that people have said with a quick explanation. Will for the rest of Stan's narrative it's going to be that type of writing for just him, (part of the time), the other part will be his name, colon, than what he's saying. The latter will also be used for other characters who speak. It's just easier for me. Enjoy.

So I went inside sat down on one of the stools waiting for someone to take my order,(Also to you all know young Bulbs, Tats, Toby Determined, and Greg Valentino are sitting by Stan as well).

Young Lazy Susan: Welcome to "Greasy's Diner" stranger. What can I get you?

Young Stan: Just a breakfast special with coffee.

Young Bulbs: I don't recall seeing you here before Stanger, and we don't get a lot of tourists in this town. So what's your story?

Young Stan: First off the name's Stan, Stanford Pines. And you are?

Young Bulbs: The name's Bulbs, Sheriff Bulbs. I'm the law around here.

Young Stan: Uh, aren't you a little you young to be Sheriff?

Young Sheriff Bulbs: Well the entire police department mysteriously vanished last year. And according to the laws of Gravity Falls: if the entire police force vanishes, than whoever can eat the most donuts is to be named the new sheriff.

Young Stan: Of course. And secondly, I'm new around here. I recently won the deed to some old, crappy shack in the woods in a game of dice…

Suddenly the entire diner went silent. Everyone just stopped doing what they were doing, waiters/waitresses even dropped what they were carrying, while they stared at me, looking shocked, or something.

Young Greg Valentino: You mean the old, abandoned shack once owed by the mysterious scientist who vanished years ago? That's rag man.

Young Toby Determined: I heard he was working to unlock the secrets of the universe.

Stan: So… you know guys who he was.

Once again the room diner was silent.

Young Lazy Susan: Nope.

Stan: What are you serious? I mean he used to live here right?

Young Tats: Ya, but that was years ago. Besides he only came into town for supplies and always hid his face in a black hooded cloaked. But I bet you must know a lot about him.

Young Lazy Susan: Ya, you live in that house after all. Heck I bet you've discovered all sorts of mysterious things since you moved in.

Young Stan: Will I only got here last night, but yes I've seen some strange things.

Young Lazy Susan: Really? I pay to see what's in there. Do you give tours?

Young Sheriff Bulbs: So would I.

Young Greg: Oh that'd be sweet.

Young Tats: I could go for a little excitement.

Young Toby: Count me in.

Suddenly an idea came into my head.

Young Stan: And you all can. For a small few of only ten, no fifteen dollars.

Upon hearing this, everyone started raising their money into the air for me to collect. With that I took them back to the shack for its first ever tour. Though I hadn't given tours before, especially to a place I wasn't familiar with, but I've been in the selling business for years, so it couldn't be that hard.

Young Stan: So a, behold folks this, (a tiny box with buttons and two antenna on it), the tiny box of… mystery.

The box suddenly blasts Lazy Susan's eye shut.

Young Lazy Susan: Ow, my eye.

Young Stan: I can assure you that this is not permanent.

Though the crowd didn't appear to believe him.

Young Lazy Susan: I paid fifteen bucks for this.

Young Sheriff Bulbs: What a rip off.

Young Tats: Let's get him.

Knowing I was dead meat if I didn't come up with something I quickly grabbed a skeleton, some Hawaiian shirt and a pair of sun glasses, putting them all together.

Young Stan: Ladies, gentleman. I can assure you this is worth the price. Unless you're this guy, because he came in here and didn't survive.

Fortunate the crowed like it as they started to laugh.

Young Lazy Susan: Ha, ha, ha, that's funny. What else you got?

At that moment I finally realized that I'd found my calling; the Mystery Shack. With my business skills, natural lying talent, and quick thinking, I became Mr. Mystery: the man who gave tours on the mysteries of the world while selling novelty merchandise to anyone who came. This was my life now and I liked it; though after the whole blasting Lazy Susan's eye thing, I stashed anything that looked like a dangerous experiment in the basement with that triangle gizmo covering up the entrance with that vending machine downstairs to avoid cops. As a safety precaution I kept the journal on me at all times, as well as in case I desperately needed an for a tourist attraction. However, I didn't tell anyone about it in case it attracted the wrong kind of attention.

And there you have it the birth of the Mystery Shack.

TO BE CONTINUED

That's right everyone, we're not done yet. We still need to see how Dipper, Mabel, Soos, and Wendy react after hearing this story, and see if they still have any other questions. So stay tuned.