"So Tara, I hear you've enrolled in Upperton University," Kim said, as the blonde rolled out a sleeping bag in Kim's bedroom.

"Yup, I'll be going there next month," Tara told her "it's a really good school and I'm looking forward to attending it. How about you, have you picked a college yet?"

"I'm hoping to find one in France," Kim told her "I've always liked the country, and it would give me a chance to learn the language."

"Anyway, thanks again for letting me stay here with you," Tara told her.

"No big, you're a former member of my squad and my friend," Kim told her "though I will admit I'm a bit confused why you'd want to spend time here instead with your family."

"Okay, confession time," Tara began "I actually had another reason for wanting to be here."

"Which is?" Kim asked suspiciously, raising her eyebrow.

"See the thing is, I'm really envious of you and how you get to go on all these fun adventures and visit all these exotic countries."

"To be fair, I don't get to enjoy the countries that much," Kim told her "I'm usually too busy trying to keep myself alive."

"The point is, I really envied your whole 'hero' thing," Tara continued "and then I thought, hey, why can't I do that? I mean, I'm a former cheerleader like you, and I've started taking a martial arts class."

"It's not that easy, or did you forget what happened during our unexpected trip to Camp Wannaweep?"

"No question, that was totally gross; but that was during sophomore year, and my skills have improved a lot since then," Tara told her "and haven't you brought Monique & Bonnie on some of your missions? They came back okay."

"Those were special circumstances," Kim told her, before the beeping of the Kimmunicator cut her off "hold on one sec Tara," she added, before holding her hand up to stop the conversation. "What's the sitch Wade?"

"I've been keeping an eye out for Monkey Fist like you wanted, ever since he eluded you back in Norrisville," Wade told her "and I think I've found him."

"Where?"

"He's been regularly communicating online with someone based in Gravity Falls, a small town in Oregon," Wade replied "I researched it, and some claim the town is filled with all manner of strange and supernatural creatures. Of course, not everything people put on the Internet is true."

"True or not, if Monkey Fist is headed there, then it can't be good," Kim commented "I'll get Ron and we'll check it out."

"If you want, I could call up his online messages and maybe learn what he's looking for," Wade suggested.

"Please and thank you," Kim said, before signing off. As she turned around, she saw an excited, wide eyed Tara looking at her.

"No way, forget it, absolutely not."

"Oh please let me come with you Kim," Tara begged "I want to show you that I can handle myself. Plus, I really don't want to be alone here with your brothers; I'm afraid they might install a camera in the shower or something."

"They wouldn't do…" Kim said, before pausing as she considered that, "alright, you can come; but if there's any trouble, you let me and Ron handle it, understand?"

"Oh thank you!" Tara said, hugging her friend "I promise you won't regret this."

"Too late," Kim replied "now I need to get packed; if you insist on coming, I would suggest wearing something you don't mind getting dirty."

"I know just the thing," Tara said before running off.

"Well, I guess it would be nice to have a girl to talk to for once," Kim said, as she began packing a bag "and besides, Tara's pretty smart, she knows better than to actively seek out danger."

After packing some clothes and necessities, Kim & Ron were ready for the trip and loaded into the Sloth, but were waiting on the blonde girl.

"I don't know about this Tara thing Kim," Ron said "she could get herself hurt."

"I'm not exactly the biggest fan of it myself, but she's an old friend, and I owe it to her to give her a chance," Kim told him "besides, I've brought her a little something to help out, just in case."

Before Ron could ask what that was, Tara entered the purple car and took a seat in the back.

"How do I look?" she asked. She was wearing a pair of thick white pants, and an orange shirt, accentuated with what appeared to be yellow dishwashing gloves, as well as black shoes and the traditional brown belt "just some old junky clothes of mine," she explained "so it won't matter if they get torn or dirty."

"And you just happened to have those with you, huh?" Kim asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice. But she said nothing else and tossed the girl a red purse "here."

"Um it's nice, but it doesn't really go with my outfit," Tara told her "plus, I'm not really a purse girl."

"It's a special purse Wade made," Kim explained "if you get in trouble, pull the strap."

"Okay then, thanks."

"One more thing; you don't get carsick easily, do you?"

"Nope."

"Good, 'cause we might be driving a little faster than you're used to," Kim replied, before she turned on the car and prepared to head off to their destination.


Back in Gravity Falls, the twins returned to the Shack, which Stan was still transforming into a semi-livable hotel.

"Okay Stan, we printed out and posted up your fliers, but I really doubt anyone is actually going to stay here," Dipper said.

"Grunkle Stan, can I set up a spa as part of our new hotel?" Mabel asked.

"Do I have to pay for it?"

"Nope."

"Then knock yourself out," Stan replied. Mabel skipped away happily, passing by a dirty Soos, who was holding a shovel.

"I dug that pool like you asked for Mr. Pines."

"Good work Soos, now go put on your bellboy outfit I just recently picked up from the costume shop; I want you to look presentable for the suckers, I mean guests, that will be staying here."

"On it dude," Soos said, as he headed off.

"Dipper, go do...I don't know, something," Stan replied.

"How about I go and try to uncover the mysteries of this town? Like I've been doing pretty much all summer," Dipper said.

"Fine, whatever, just don't get in Soos' way," Stan replied.

Dipper walked off, with a familiar figure entering the Shack.

"Hi, I found this flier saying that you were turning this place into a hotel," Tyler, the Cute Biker said "is it like a bed & breakfast?"

"Well, there are beds and I will be serving breakfast," Stan replied.

"Sounds good to me," Tyler said "I'll take a room please."

"Great, that'll be 20 bucks," Stan told him. Tyler fished it out of his cutoffs and handed it to Stan "okay, let me go get our bellboy."

As he walked off, Stan fingered the money "well, so far so good," he said "but I hope this thing attracts tourists. That's where the really money is."


Stan had no idea how soon that would be, because, at that moment, a familiar purple car was making its' way down the main street.

"So this is Gravity Falls," Kim commented "seems like a nice little town, I can't imagine why Monkey Fist would be here."

"Reminds me of that town Mr. Barkin took us to that one time, where everything was old and primitive," Tara chimed in.

"Aah, don't remind of that!" Ron said "man I hated that day, and those stupid points!"

"I actually had a better time than I thought," Kim said "except for churning butter; I am never doing that again."

"So, what's the plan KP?"

"Well, Monkey Fist should stick out like a sore pair of monkey feet in this place," Kim told him "but until we get more info from Wade, there's not much we can do."

"So, what do we do?" Tara wondered.

"I guess we could find a place to sleep for the night," Kim said "then we continue the search in the morning. I wish Wade had given us more info before we came out here, though, I don't know where any hotels are around here."

"What's that on the pole over there?" Tara asked, pointing towards one telephone pole with a flier on it.

Kim slowed down and opened the passenger side window, allowing Ron to remove the flier.

"Looking for a place filled with fun and excitement?" Ron read "ooh, sounds fun and exciting!"

"Uh huh," Rufus added.

"Says here it's one of those old time rustic inn places," Ron said "ah man, does that mean they don't have electricity?"

"I'm sure they do," Kim told him "and anyway, we can't really afford to be picky. Besides, it could be fun, I guess."

"And I am curious as to what the 'mystery' part of it is," Ron added.

"It's settled then," Kim said, turning the Sloth towards the directions included on the flier "we'll spend the night at this Mystery Hotel. How bad can it really be?"


Next time, Kim learns the answer to that question, and Mabel begins her spa.