Disclaimer: I do not own The Loud House or Gravity Falls

The boy who cried wolf had indeed regret his decision to trick the townsfolk of a wolf attacking him. Crying his heart out the moment he saw one coming his way indeed gave him a lesson before he was eaten. I really knew how the boy felt when he saw he was held captive. My kind of beast was nowhere compared to their pet cat.

I ran inside after Mabel decided to play dress up with some kids and Waddles. I wasn't set out to be in trouble by our parents because she refuse to listen so I ran in to find her. However, I wasn't looking forward to face those girls and disappoint them, but what other choice could I have?

Stepping inside wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The front yard was a mess, so i assume the inside would. Instead, it looked a little bit decent. The floor wasn't filled with dirt or stains or toys, their couch seemed to be in better use, and the tv had no scratch. I mean, I'm not saying the girls could be monsters of a mess, but as children they should intend to make some mess. Maybe they take that in their room. Sounds of thudding and banging grew a bit above from me, so was the sound of a few voices.

With an instinct they're up there, I walked up as fast I could without running. The closer I got to the top, the more I realized the loud sounds were growing more and more to my ears. This wasn't just two little girls making the noise. Even Mabel isn't that loud. "What is up with this house?" I asked myself, afraid to find the answer.

Once I made it to the top, I was greeted by loud rambling music, and a lot of screaming. My eyes darted back and forth, unsure of where they could be. But then I was lucky for a moment when Waddles came out of one room, squealing with a big smile and the twins on his back. He began to track mud from his hoofs and wore a very bright poofy blue dress. I hope the parents won't mind.

The tomboyish twin was in front. "Onward Waddles!" she exclaimed with her fist rising in the air like a winner from a marathon.

Then he began to run with laughing twins. At last, Mabel came out from the room. I flinched a little at her in sight. I know she was a bit girly on makeup, but this was almost where she could make a baby cry. Her pink lipstick was smeared to reach her cheeks, and the purple eye shadow was way too much to handle looking at. Only little of her brown hair was sticking up but her headband held it down.

How in the world did they do that so fast?!

She smiled at me. "Oh hey, you came in."

I shook my head yo ignore the messy features Mabel held and did what i was meant to do. "Mabel, we don't have time for makeup and muddy stuff." I told her. "We promise dad we wouldn't get home late, and you know how-"

SHRIEK!

We both jump at the high - pitch scream of horror and turned our attention towards the end of the hall to see the twins running out with Waddles from a room. Stomping out was a taller blond girl, looked to be a teenager, gritting her teeth and furrowing her eyebrows dangerously. She didn't come alone in the hall as another teenage girl was holding the the older one's head as tight as she could to avoid touching the ground. Clearly she was frightened of Waddles. Somehow that didn't surprise me.

The angry teen looked down at the running pig and blond twins. "Lola! Lana!" she exclaimed, making her yelling reach strength in her hand that held her phone. "You know what mom and dad said about finding more stray animals and bringing them to the house!"

"But he's not a stray!" said the dirty twin. "He's a lovable fatty bunch!"

Somehow I was surprised when Mabel didn't find that insulting and more to be funny. But it didn't matter. I gotta get her and Waddles out so we can head back home.

But then another door opened, revealing another teenage girl. She appeared younger than the two who had stepped out to confront the twins and had light brown hair in a ponytail instead of blond. Just from a smile of her's appeared braces. I wonder how old she is. "Yeah, I'm sure he's a BACON off the old chop! Ha ha ha ha ha! Get it?" she said.

Then Mabel fell on the floor laughing. The pun was pretty good but I didn't think it was THAT funny. Either way I ended up smiling.

Suddenly, loud music echoed through the hall almost enough to make the house want to shake. The light blond teen fell off the other teen's head with a shriek from the rumble, which was kinda funny as well. Then the gritting teeth teen made her way to the room where the braces one came out of and yelled, "Luna! Turn that down! I'm on the phone with Bobby and you're going to-"

WAAAHH!

I jumped at the sudden wail that out beat the rock n roll madness to echo through the hall instead, and spotted two doors from behind me open. One person appeared out to be reading a comic books, unsure what it is (I'm not much of a fan of comics), and looked to the person who stood next to him with a crying baby. At last there was a boy here. He didn't seem too different like these girls, just his white hair was a mystery. Next to him appeared another girl who was very young. She I could tell was the nerd of the family for her blankless expression were revealed through her giant glasses. Even with the baby wailing her eyes out, it didn't change.

"Who dares to disturb our youngest sibling from unconscious with eternal sound blasting nonsense?!" said the little girl with the baby. The boy only looked at her, puzzled at what she just said. She let out a sigh and repeated differently. "Who woke up Lily?"

My goodness! How many kids live here?!

"See Luna?!" yelled the blond teen again.

Coming out from the bedroom door appeared another teenage girl. She appeared older too with her brown hair cut very short and held her purple guitar close to her, unpleasant at the sibling who blamed her for the baby's cries. "Oh shush dude." She said. "This house is always loud! You can't just blame me cause I'm enjoying my jams!"

Then the girl with braces stepped up. You'd think she would stop them from fighting, but instead…

"Jam's of wails! Ha ha ha ha ha! Get it?" (Author: Clearly I suck at making puns and jokes… sorry…)

Really?

"Hi there."

"Aah!" I jumped at the sudden voice from behind. I blinked, a little confused of why I was afraid. It sounded as if a demon was behind me or that annoying bear Mabel use to carrying and scare away kids. Instead it was another girl. She appeared to be the goth here and barley showed her facial feature as her eyes were covered by her black hair. I sweated, a bit embarrassed. "Oh uh… hi there." I replied.

"I just finished a poem and it would be nice to hear from new ears. It's called, "Noise"." she responded as she looked at the paper she held.

Immediately Mabel rose from her laughing on the ground. "Ooh! I wanna hear it!"

Seriously?!

"Mabel we don't have time for this." I muttered to her, hoping not to hurt the gothic girl's…. Feelings? "We have to-

"Noise," She began. "Loud and chaotic, unable to make this madness stop. Noise…" (Author: I also suck at poetry XD)

"I can't take care of her now!" I heard the remaining angry teen girl said to the nerd sister of hers. I wonder how old she is. "You can see I'm trying to talk to Bobby!"

"Boo Boo Bear can wait for approximately 3.3.0 minutes eldest sibling." She responded.

Another shriek was made along with Waddles' squealing and running. Apparently it seemed he made his way to the blond teen's room and was chasing the light blond with the twins riding him still. "Get him away!" she yelled back and forth. "He's going to try and eat my dress!"

"Cloth material is good for him!" shouted one of the laughing twins.

I didn't know what it was, but I felt the stress finally reach in my head. This is just too much and there's too many kids here that are extremely loud. I have to get out of here! I have to get Mabel and Waddles out of here somehow!

There's only one thing I can do.

"Ma-

"Heads up!"

POW!

Instantly my head ached more than it did before, almost reaching a migraine now. I thought the loud children of this house was bad, but that was more painful. I haven't been hit like that since Gideon's robot threw me away to get to Mabel. It really hurt to where I really felt I couldn't move anymore. Even if I could try, I'd fail instantly.

My eyes began to open from the eering sound through my ears, blurry of the surroundings. I could tell however I was back downstairs from before, and probably no one else noticed I was aching. But it seemed I wasn't alone. Next to me were a pair of feet, black shoes. I decided to look up and spot the person next to me. My vision began to become clear, but as it was remaining blurry, along with my hearing with a mumbling sound, there was a shade of red, brown and white. I tried to make out what it could be. Perhaps it's Mabel, but her sweater today was purple pink color. She had no red on. Eventually, my vision redeemed and I was seeing the face of another girl. This one was new. Her hair was brown with her cheeks full of freckles and she wore a red jersey with red sport pants. This one clearly is into sports.. The kind of people that scare me most.

She smiled at me when I finally had a clear head again. "Man you outta have a thick skull if you're able to handle my awesome skating!"

Man her voice is the loudest, is clearly and self - centered one.

"Y-Yeah, sure.." I rolled my eyes and began to step on my feet from the chaos. But then an instant wince of pain strike in my stomach, making me fall back to the green carpet. Groaning at the possible bruise I have on my stomach, I was set back up to my feet with the help of the one who knocked me down the stairs.

"Hang on there buddy." she said wrapping my arm around her shoulder. "You're gonna need to chill before you rush back anywhere. Luckily you have me to your rescue." She grinned, feeling proud.

"Uh, you're the one who made me fall down the stairs in the first place." I hate to have her have a bad first impression of me but I'm already almost reaching my limit.

She didn't seem to care and continued to drag me to the kitchen. How is it that the front yard and upstairs hallway is a crisis, yet the living room and kitchen remain at least somewhat normal? Same with the dining room. I could still hear the rumbles and muffles from upstairs, including my sister's laughter. Mabel, you are so -

"Ouch!"

I think I have to start keeping my attention very carefully to this girl. Her just sitting me on the table was painful, and it's not me hallucinating from the pain I experienced upstairs. I'm just super honest. After she did, she walk to her fridge and began searching inside the freezer. Before I knew it, she gave me another heads up warning and threw me an ice pack. I was lucky to catch it before it harmed me as well. As I placed the ice pack to my head, my attention turns towards the girl who what appeared to be making some kind of smoothie. She had mixed lettuce, eggs, and water into the blender. Ugh, it's one of those sport ones…

While the all she's not a person I could get along with it, maybe it's best I'd try to know her. After all the others seem busy with my sister.

"U-Uh... " I reached my hand out to her, even though she was kinda far from me blending her smoothie. "My name is Dipper, Dipper Pines."

She seemed a bit puzzled at my actions. I probably should have waited until she was done. But afterwards she didn't seem to mind. She then walked to me with her smile and took my hand. Instead of casual shake however, it was more of a side - five (similar to a high five) which caught me by surprise. "Weird name, but seems to work on you. I'm Lynn, Lynn Loud."

Somehow her last name fits her family and her. And there's nothing weird about my nickname… right?

She began to make her way back to the still smoothie. But that didn't stop her from continuing to talk. "So, what do you think of the Loud house so far, Dippy?"

I cringed at the sudden nickname. I hope Mabel didn't run into her yet. As for her family, how do you say, 'insanely crazy and surprised you haven't got sue for so much noise' without getting punched? I just know this Lynn will attack me if i say something about those kids up there.

"Um.. they're… they seemed uh….. Nice?"

Wow, Mabel is right. I'm the worst liar ever.

Lynn took it however with a shrug of her shoulders, and began to pour her sport - looking smoothie in a glass. Well, I'm extremely grateful for my face to remain unharmed… in a way.

She then walked to me with the glass in her hand and lifted it to me from where I sat. "Drink up." she said.

Wait… this was for me?

I know people say sport smoothies like this is suppose to be good but I'm not a fan to try it. "Uh no thanks."

"Oh come on." She responded, rolling her eyes at me. "It's not poison. This actually helps you get your strength back from the fall, and it looks like you need it."

I'm not sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment. Either way, I really didn't want to drink it. "Ah I think I'll be fine with just what strength I do have."

Then she raised a brow at me. "Oh, you're strong?" She began to study my appearance for a hint to scream the word 'strong at her. But I knew she doubted me, and it was clear she wasn't gonna take no for an answer.

I sighed in defeat and told her I'd drink it, which gave me the return of her grin. I held the drink in my hand to look inside. I really didn't want to do this. Then again, maybe she was right, and she did go to the trouble making this. Maybe it won't be too bad. With a gulp, I lifted it in my mouth and began sipping.

In an instant…… I spited out in disgust. The nasty flavor began to infect my tastebuds entirely, so I might not be able to eat anything for a week. I wanted to vomit so badly. What makes it worse, right when I was about to ask what she did to it, I catched her laughing and crying at my reaction. Seriously?!

"Oh my gosh!" She laughed, wiping a tear from her eye. "I can't believe you actually drank it! And that reaction was just priceless! Ha ha ha!"

My eye began to twitched…

"Dipper!"

I heard my sister's voice yell my name from another room and caught her running to me with a worry expression. This was odd. Once she made it to me, she grabbed my shoulders. "Are you okay? I heard from Lucy that you fell from the stairs and got hurt! And then I heard a guy dying down here!" After that was said, she began to sniff the air and immediately picked her nose. "Ew! Dipper don't tell me you did it again! Especially in a guest house."

I completely forgot that Lynn, the one who ruined my tastebuds possibly for life, was still in the kitchen and that she finally stopped laughing. But there she goes again and then I heard a thud. I am assuming she fell on the floor. Mabel then spotted her and surprisingly, she wasn't laughing with her. Instead she just smiled and chuckled. "She's funny."

"Citizens, do not fear."

Finally Lynn's laughter had faded once a big machine was pushed into the small kitchen we stood at, along with the little girl with glasses. Somehow the machine was able to make it inside. She pushed it towards me and pulled another part of the machine in front of me. It looked to be a scanner. How old is she?! "With a simple retro scan of the bones can indicate if you permanently or temporarily damaged?" Then she shrugged her shoulders. "Or have nauseating thoughts."

Then someone blew a raspberry, and it was Lynn. "He doesn't need that Lisa. It's not like he's dying or anything. All he did was hit his head."

Oh no, it's just that this crazy one took away my tastebuds. That's the ONLY damage.

"Exactly why I must be one hundred percent correct that he does not have a head concession from YOUR careless wrecks. We can't afford another injury bill."

Somehow I have the feeling these people are dangerous. And as much as I appreciate the concern of any damaging issues on me, I couldn't let them worry. "Uh, I'm fine." I replied instantly before another word was said. "Don't worry, I promise I'm okay. No need for your scanner… thing?"

I'm a nerd of puzzles and I barely know what to call a scanner…

"Yep!" said Mabel. "Dipper's got a pretty strong skeleton. That's why he's such an adorable dork."

While I appreciate the compliment of my skull, I cringed at the word 'adorable'. Guys are not suppose to be adorable… right?

Then coming inside the kitchen with us was another kid, the boy with the white hair. His expression was filled with a slight of worry as he came towards us. "Well, even if you feel fine, we really just want to make sure you're alright." he said, seeming to agree with the girl with glasses - Lisa I think was her name. "You're guests… kinda. So we would hate it if something were to happen."

"And to require another hospital bill." Lisa added.

Man, I'm not really sure how to handle this situation. Not this many people, other than my family, has never been so tense of worrying if I had any injury. But I would hate to be a burden, and honestly I am fine. That ice pack was helping a little a while ago.

"Ah, don't worry." I told them, trying to give them a reassuring smile. "I'm alright. Promise."

The boy and his young sibling looked at each other for a moment in silence and then turned back to me. I could still see they were worried in some way, but then a smile from the albino was enough for me to know they understand. "Well then I guess Lola doesn't have to worry about making you a hospital bed in her room." he said with a chuckle.

I could hear Mabel behind me giggle a little from the thought of me in a girl's bed injured. Oh man, that would be awkward, considering which one was this Lola.

"Aw what?" said a voice. Then peeking from the dining room was the princess twin. Her expression looked to be disappointed. "That means I set it up for nothing? But I made it so pretty.."

Oh, so this was Lola.

I couldn't help but feel a little bad for rejecting the offer. I hope it wasn't TOO much where she made her bedroom a hospital. But I could tell from her sad reaction it was. This reminded me of when we were kids and Mabel always wanted to play as the mom and that I was the dog - her friends she would have over would be the other family members. Whenever I refused to do so and lay alone, she always had that sad look. Instantly with guilt hitting my stomach over and over, I finally would play. But it wasn't only me who would do things to make her happy. She would do the same for me whenever it was something I wanted to do. We haven't felt such guilt and sacrifice for each other in a long time.

Now this Lola is making me feel inside to play just to see that smile again..

"Sorry Lola." said the boy, giving her a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "At least he's not hurt. That's great right?"

".. Yeah." she replied.

Oye, Mabel is not gonna let me hear the end of this…

"Uh, ow ow." I said as I grabbed my arm tightly, pretending to show I was in pain. With everyone's attention I set for miss Lola. "Uh oh, I think my arm hurts from the fall. Ow. It really hurts. I think a bruise is piling."

I could hear snickering behind me. Who wants to bet it's Mabel and Lynn?

But that didn't matter when I finally saw that smile come back. She walked to me and grabbed my unharmed arm and began to pull me out of the kitchen. "Don't worry Dippy, I have a nice bed set out for you."

I smiled back feeling a bit of blush coming up, cringing at 'Dippy'. You will be cursed after this Mabel.

"If he is experiencing a possible bruise," said Lisa, stopping us in diningroom. "then it's a good idea to scan any possibly broken bones."

The princess then glared towards her, her eyes already revealed the patience she was having with Lisa. "He doesn't need your geeky nerd machine. He needs me." I'm quite surprised she didn't yell.

Then we were off to her bedroom with Mabel and Lynn exploding of laughter at what I have done…

To be continued...