Dipper and Mabel sprinted all the way to the Museum. The second they arrived, Dipper collapsed onto the grass. A few drops of rain fell onto his face, cooling him off. Then a huge one fell into his eye. Mabel giggled. "You should wear an eye patch!"
An irrated Dipper rubbed his eye. "Mabel, what do we need to get inside the museum?"
Mabel studied the note for a moment. "Hmm, it looks like a red stone." Dipper sat up and took the note.
"Hmm, it is a red stone."
Mabel blew a raspberry. "Well d'uh!" He hoisted Dipper to his feet. "Let's go get it!" The twins walked toward the entrance, but they discovered the police had built a blockade around it. They spotted Sherrif Blubs.
"What's going on?" Dipper asked.
"With all of that brew-ha-ha, heh, funny word, going on down in town center, we need to protect this museum at all costs. Just in case someone won't, you know, steal Thomas Jefferson's rib cage or anything."
Durland ran over, happily ringing his bell. "The burritos has arrived! And we got the good beef! WWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!" The two cops giddily ran over. Unfortunately, several more serious cops, still guarded the entrance.
Dipper suddenly got a serious look on his face. "Mabel...you do realized what we have to do." Mabel nodded. "We're gonna have to break in!"
Mabel innocently walked towards Blubs. "Hey there, Sherrif Blubs. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Umm, okay. What about a best friend?"
"No."
"Hey!" Durland ran over with a half-eaten burrito. "I thought I was your best friend!"
Blubs shook his head. "You ate my Big Mac at Fun Slides in Grand Lakes, Michigan!"
"No, you offered it to me!" Durland angrily took a bite out of his burrito.
"What, I never did!"
"Yeah, you did!"
"Fine, let's settle this. Like men!" Blubs climbed on top of his car. "Attention, all units." Once he got everyone's attention, he continued. "Durland ate my Big Mac and he says he didn't!"
One of the cops responded in a Canadian accent. "He's right, eh. You did offer it to him."
Another cop shoved him. "No, Blubs is right! He left it there and Durland ate it!"
Another cop shoved the cop who shoved the cop with a Canadian accent. "If anything, Blubs' criminal mind hypnotized Durland into doing it."
"NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!"
"YYYYYYYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSS!"
The cops erupted into an argument/fight, which escalated into guns and swords and tasers being drawn. While they were distracted, Mabel let out a long whistle. Dipper whistled back from behind the museum. With the cops distracted, Dipper was free to break in.
He shot Mabel's grappling hook at a vent, and was pulled toward it. He smashed an opening and climbed inside. His small form allowed him to crawl through with ease. He peered through a vent, and was unsurprised to see no cops were guarding the museum in the inside.
He opened another vent, and fired the grappling hook at a glass box. It stood on a display, and held a red gem inside. Dipper stuck the grappling hook in a dent, and grabbed the line, making sure the gun part wouldn't fall. With only a moment's hesistation, he grabbed the rope and lowered himself out of the vents.
Dipper slid down the rope slowly-who wants rope burn? He hovered above the glass case, showing the reflection of a determined 12 year old boy. He reached down with one hand, and grabbed the side of the glass. He tried to remove it...
And the whole world turned upside down.
An explosion shook the entire museum. Yuri smashed through the doorway and threw a cop who tried to tackle him. Dipper desperately grabbed hold of the rope. Yuri saw him and smirked. Dipper closed his eyes as him amulet let go of a beam of light. Surprisingly, the beam hit the rope, not Dipper. He nearly sighed in relief until he realized he was falling.
He crashed into the glass, shattering it into a million of pieces. Several was imbedded into his clothes and flesh. He quickly grabbed the stone, before falling off and falling into more pieces of glass. He layed there for a moment before opening his eyes, dazed.
Dipper looked up, and discovered he was face to face with Yuri. "You thought you could escape Yuri," Yuri taunted. Dipper nervously slid backwards. "You think Yuri doesn't know." Dipper spotted a broken piece of glass, and inched his hands toward it. "You think most of the mysteries of this town has eluded Yuri for the decades he has been here." Dipper's hand was a few inches away...
"Where's your book?"
Dipper dropped his hand. Did the man know? "I...I don't know what you're talking about." His fingers slipped around the glass just as Yuri grabbed his vest and hoisted him the air.
"You do know! And you're gonna tells Yuri where it is!" Dipper felt his airway tighten, and soon he was seeing black spots. He weakly lifted the glass. C'mon, Dipper, he thought. With his last bit of energy he smashed the glass into Yuri's face. He stumbled backwards in pain, and released Dipper. He took a long gasp of air, then ran out of the museum.
It was like the heavens had opened up. A torrential downpour had fallen, and within a few seconds Dipper was soaked. Dipper could barely make out anything in front of him, which prevented him from seeing uprooted trees, knocked over cars, and fallen policemen. He tripped over Durland's body. "Ring ring," the cop said absentmindedly.
"Dipper..."
Dipper lifted his head. Was that Mabel's voice? He stumbled around, trying to hear the sound again. "Dipper! Over here!" He spun around and saw the faint outline of Mabel's sweater. He stumbled over, ignoring the throbbing pain. He collapsed, but Mabel caught him. "Dipper! You're alive!" Mabel hugged him, threatening the cut off his airway again. Luckily, she let go.
He looked behind him, and spotted several glowing beams coming out of the museum. "Not for long if we don't get out of here." He pulled out the red stone. "Good thing I didn't forget this." He looked at Mabel, and noticed several bruises and cuts across her face. "Mabel, are you okay?"
Mabel shrugged. "I guess." She felt the side of her sweater. "During the attack, I lost part of my sweater though." Dipper suddenly realized the severity of the situation. They were two battered 12 year olds, facing with a grown Russian man who had studied the secrets of Gravity Falls for years.
"Mabel, how are we going to get out of here?"
Mabel wiped the rain out of here eyes, then covered them. She opened the door to the police car and hopped into the front seat. "With this!" She turned the keys that Blubs forgot to take out, and the engire sputtered to life. Dipper resisted to urge to face-palm.
"It's not so bad, Dipper." Mabel told her twin. "In fact, you can operate the pedals!"
