Diclaimer: I do not own Gravity falls, and am not associated with Disney.
Another day in the Mystery Shop in Gravity Central. Soos was trying, once again, to fix the broken toilet at the complaint from Grunkle Stan that it was working perfectly fine and no longer spraying customers. The teen in the hoodie and jeans, Wendy, was reading Street Rappers Magazine (She couldn't stand country) and Dipper was reading his journal. Mabel, on the other hand, was nowhere to be found. Just then, Stan walked in from the entrance.
"Soos! Wendy!" Stan yelled from the door.
Soos immediately ran over, still slightly soaked in water while Wendy didn't look up from her magazine.
"Yes mister Pines?" Soos panted.
"I'm heading out to bargain attractions from people in bad financial situations. Guard the shack from any criminals that aren't me."
"Not happening" Wendy replied.
"Yes sir!" Soos said enthusiastically.
"There's 10 loaded guns pointed at our only ladder. If anyone tries to steal something, you can use one of them. Now stay out of trouble." And with that, Stan left.
There was a slight pause, then Wendy asked "Why does he have 10 guns pointed towards a ladder" and Dipper just shrugged.
"Dipper! You'll never guess what I just found!" and Mabel bounced into the room, barely containing her excitement.
"Um, Mabel? Did Stan bribe you with more smile dip? You know that stuff makes you sick" Dipper asked and Wendy picked her head up.
"Nope! Well yes, but that's not it. You'll never guess what I found in a secret door in our room."
"Secret room?" Wendy answered.
"Close! Come upstairs and I'll show you." And Mabel ran upstairs.
"Alright! Secret junk. Better than watching Stan's creepy junk" Wendy said, referring to the myriad of possibly cursed gypsy items, including a severed monkey's paw, a crystal ball and a possessed doll people keep bringing back so often that they've started to keep a friendship with little Anne.
"Um guys? I don't think we should leave the shop unattended" Soos nervously told them.
"Yeah, what if something get's stolen. Hasn't there been a thief going around here?" Dipper wondered, an eyebrow raised.
"Dudes don't worry. The items in this place have a better chance of kidnapping customers than being stolen by them. I once saw a severed tentacle drag the pizza guy down a manhole. Besides, were not going to want to miss out on this. Now whose with me? Secret junk! Secret junk!" Dipper and Wendy chanted while going up the stairs and Soos reluctantly followed, periodically looking behind him.
Upstairs, Mabel was waiting.
"Ok, so I was looking for a boys address he didn't know he gave me, and I found this under Dippers bed." Mabel explained pushing her twin's bed aside.
"Whoah" Wendy and Soos gasped, but Dipper went slightly red.
Underneath the bed was a small compartment, and inside was...
"Clay figures!" Mabel exclaimed holding them up. "We got clay ogres, skeletons, even blobs!"
"Warning: Keep out of hands of gypsies, Rabbi and children under 9" Read Dipper.
"Dude, I think the person who used to rent out your room did old timey stop motion." Soos explained.
"Hey, check it out" Wendy said, picking one up. "It's like these guys are alive. Raaah!" She laughed holding one up to Dipper's face.
"Hahaha! Hahahahahaha I've been laughing too much for too long" Dipper whispered under his breath, freezing up as Wendy turned back around to the figures.
This moment was not lost on Mabel, as she gave a creepy, knowing smile to her unsuspecting brother.
"Can't believe this was under Dipper's bed. I wonder if anything else was under there."
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I found this door under a small box where Dipper-mmf!" She was cut off by Dipper holding his hand over her mouth.
"Where I keep my, uh, homework! Yeah that's it" he awkwardly laughed and let go of Mabel.
"Homework during the summer? That blows, man." Wendy sympathized with Dipper, who was now sweating profusely. Luckily, just then the door downstairs opened. "Oh, crud I think that's Stan. See you guys!" And she and Soos disappeared downstairs.
"Whew" Dipper sighed. He then turned to Mabel, who was giving him that creepy smile again. "What?"
"Methinks someone has a cru-ush" she sang playfully.
"I found the box with the creepy Wendy letters and memorabilia. How did you get her hair?" She asked, holding up a red lock of hair.
"That's not important!" He snatched the hair back. "It's no big deal alright? I don't have a chance with her, and eventually I'll realize that and-" Dipper was suddenly interrupted by some commotion downstairs.
"Aaahhhghghhghggh!" It was Stan's voice, and he sounded terrified.
The twins looked at each other and ran downstairs.
"It's gone! It's all gone!" As the kids arrived, they saw Wendy off to the side, holding her arm anxiously and Soos next to their Grunkle.
The entire store was ransacked, and items were littered all over the floor. The monkey's paw was missing, the crystal ball shattered and Anne was nowhere to be seen. Fake valuable watches and jewelry that took so many nights to lift off newly weds and old people had been taken as well. Even Stan's favorite cane was gone.
"You two! I thought I told you to watch the shop" Stan pointed furiously at Stan and Wendy.
"I'm sorry, Mr Pines. We just went upstairs for just a minute and-" Wendy started.
"That's it! I expected this from you, but I thought you would be better than this." Stan now looked at Soos, who was looking at his shoes.
"Whoa, hold on Stan. It wasn't really their fault" Dipper said, trying to defend them.
"Yeah, Grunkle Stan. We found this secret room in our room and we wanted to show them" Mabel chimed in.
"Ugh." Grunkle Stan sighed exasperated. "I'd love to believe you kids, and what you're doing is sweet but this has been a long time coming." Stan turned to his employees.
"Soos, Wendy, you're fired. Pack up your stuff and don't come back to this shop unless you want to do business with whatever's left of my shop."
"Yes Mr Pines." That was all Soos said as he took his kids meal and comical keyboard, which was inappropriately shouting Yeah! as he left the ruins of the shop.
"Look Mr Pines. I deserve this but Soos had nothing to do with it. He wanted to watch the shop but-"
"I don't want to hear it, kid. Just get your stuff" He said, pointing at the door. His eyes watched her as she left.
"As for you, Dipper and Dippette. Clean up the shop. I've got some depressing to do." He ordered, going into his private study.
"This is all my fault. If I didn't look through your stuff they wouldn't have come up with us and gotten fired" Mabel said, sitting down next to a beaten soda machine.
Dipper looked down at his miserable sister and decided enough was enough. "Mabel, we need to make things right." As he crouched down next to her.
"But how do we do that?" She asked looking up.
"Simple; we find the real thief, prove to Stan it wasn't their fault, and everyone is happy again"
Mabel immediately perked up. "Yeah! We can be like the Mystery twins! Mabel and Dipper, crime solving team!"
"I think Dipper and Mabel is better"
"Oho, no it isn't" She laughed at her discouraged brother.
Dipper and Mabel (after haphazardly shoving all the ruined products into a bag) headed down to the construction site of Southwest Manor at 618 Gopher Road, where Wendy's Father, Manly Dan, worked on the estate. There, they found her talking to a group of unfamiliar faces. Amongst them was a pale, long haired boy holding drumsticks, a two guys with blond hair and tribal tattoos respectively, and a girl whose face was buried in a phone. Also, a large uncomfortable looking boy the two guys were trying to get to taste wet cement mix.
Wendy was chatting with the pale drummer when she noticed her friends approaching.
"Oh hey, it's you two. Meet the gang. This is my boyfriend Robbie" She pointed at the pale boy.
"Sup. Hey, my girl Wendy's been telling me all about you two." He smiled at Dipper, who looked more pained than the kid in the group whose tongue now looked like it was stuck to his teeth by cement.
"This is Lee and Nate" She beckoned to the pair getting more liquid cement. "Tambry" Wendy pointed to the girl taking video of the experience on her phone. "And Thompson, who once got sick eating a lollipop the wrong way". If the boy was embarrassed, he couldn't show it as he was too busy coughing up dried chunks of now solid rock.
"So yeah.. uh we, uh..." Dipper was at a loss of words as Robbie put his arm around Wendy.
"We got a plan to get Soos and you your jobs back!" Mabel finished for him, saving him the embarrassment.
"That's cool but I don't think I'll be coming back to the Shop, even if Stan offers" Wendy told them.
"What!?" Dipper asked, shocked.
"Yeah, my dad doesn't seem to care that much. Plus, I get to spend the rest of the summer with my friends." She looked at her boyfriend and the guys.
Before Dipper could voice his complaint, Mabel spoke up.
"Well, at least help us out with Soos."
She held up a drawing on a paper of Mabel in a Bat suit, and Dipper in a Robin suit. "I had this plan where we go around as superheros that steals people belongings and use it to restock Stan's Shop but we decided to just try to catch the thief."
"Hah! Sweet" Robbie said approvingly at the art.
"So, how do we catch him?" Wendy wondered.
"You leave that to Mabel," Mabel confidently reassured her as Thompson fell to the ground behind her coughing dust and the guys chanted, Thompson! Thompson! Thompson!
Two hours later the group had gone home with the exception of Dipper Mabel, Robbie and Wendy, who were on the roof of an old deserted apartment. By then, it was night and they were in one of the most dangerous night districts in America: The Gravity Central abandoned district. Although abandoned by humans, it was rumored to still be crawling with unknown creatures.
"So basically, we did find some good cop/bad cop stuff with some people/insect people around the abandoned areas around the Shop and apparently, the guy lives at this super spooky building with no elevators or stairs." Mabel explained to the couple.
"And that's the building over there. The ones surrounding them are locked, so this is as close as we can get. Now how do we get up there?..." Dipper asked himself, chewing one of the many pens he kept for thought in his jacket.
While he was thinking about this, Wendy backed up to the railing opposite their target. She got a running start and jumped the gap between the apartment building to the roof of the office building below, and broke into a roll upon landing.
"Wow" Dipper and Mabel looked on in astonishment. Soon, Robbie followed suit and just managed to grab the ledge and was pulled up by Wendy.
"Yeah, my dad didn't trust playgrounds so he let me do obstacle courses at the construction sites. Guess I kinda ruled at it. Now your turn!" She yelled at them
Dipper exhaled. "Ok, now there's got to be a safer way to get down. Maybe we can construct a zipline or a-Mabel!"
He shouted as she pushed him off to the building and would've splattered into dipping sauce if Robbie hadn't caught him.
"Hey man, I hope you're fine," He said trying to hold back laughter while he pulled up the twelve year old kid.
Once he was back on, Mabel landed cleanly next to him, giggling at her brother's misfortune.
"Alright, we just got a couple more buildings to clear and- Hey whose that?" Robbie squinted at a small figure in black jump down from their target building.
"That's him! He's the guy who trashed the Shop and took Soos's job!" Wendy ran in pursuit, leaping on to a fire escape of the next building, then climbing to the roof.
Robbie and Mabel easily kept up with her, while Dipper struggled to keep up. But they gradually gained on the criminal and eventually got him cornered on the roof of a building next to the Mystery Shop.
"Give it up, you're surrounded by 3 and a half capable people" Mabel said to the stranger.
Dipper finally caught up and stopped to catch his breath next to his sister.
"Bro bro, are you ok? You look one of those gross clay blobs" Mabel joked.
The figure still didn't talk but it looked at Mabel from inside it's black hoodie. Then, without warning he charged her and took hold of Mabel by her sweatshirt.
"Hey, let go of my sister!" Dipper futilely hit the person in the jacket and Mabel bit down on his hand. Robbie threw one of his drumsticks at it's face... and it stuck in there.
The figure dropped Mabel to pull the wood out of it's face, but Mabel had taken one of his fingers with her.
"Pteh! His fingers taste like clay! Wait, no." She picked up the severed piece of his hand. "It is clay."
Everything began to piece together for Dipper first, then Wendy and Robbie, and then everyone began to realize. The stranger took of his hoodie, and it the result was the most shocking thing in their lives
Nate had taken off his hoodie and had a drumstick lodged in his face, now being pushed out by a twisting pool of clay. The hand that lost the finger was now growing back it's appendage.
"Wha- Nate?! But how?" Robbie asked confused just as much as everyone else.
"Don't call me Nate! My name is Judah Loew, last of the Hebrew golems! My master created me so long ago, as a resident in what you call the 'Mystery Shop', that accursed prison over there." Referencing the Shop, just next door to their roof stand off.
"He created me for the purpose of being his slave and when I refused, he tried to get rid of me. So, I got rid of him." Judah explained rather dramatically.
"Dipper, look through the journal for how to deal with this weirdo" Mabel advised her brother.
While Dipper looked through the pages, Judah, Wendy and Robbie kept talking.
"So all this time, you lied to us? Did Nate even exist?" Wendy was boiling inside with the thought of being betrayed.
"Nate was a daytime persona I took while I spent the nights searching this town of Gravity Central, looking for my creators notes, the final piece I need to animate my own army."
And with that, a piece of paper fell out of the journal, and Judah's eyes narrowed. He turned his attention to Dipper and walked towards him, as Dipper backed up, until they were at the edge of the building. Mabel tried to get up to help her twin, but the finger she had bit off had formed into a rock hard shackle, binding her to the roof concrete.
"Of course. I should've figured my old man gave it to that six fingered nerd."
"Wait, you knew the author?" Dipper asked, temporarily forgetting the danger he was in.
"Dipper, run!"
"Give me that journal!" Judah grabbed the boy by the shirt, but was immediately pulled off by Robbie. He punched his former friend in the face, and Nate grabbed Robbie by the face, encasing his mouth and threw him into the window of Stan's study with a CRASH! adjacent to their roof.
"Whose throwing unconscious teenagers into my window?! I thought I told you kid's to stop crashing into my study!" Stan yelled from within his study
"Robbie!" Wendy jumped into the now open window with a very confused Grunkle inside.
"I've had enough of you brats." Judah walked over to where Mabel was still trying to break free from the clay cuffs and picked up the struggling preteen girl. When Dipper tried to move closer to help, a piece of Judah's hand split off and held him down.
"You get one chance to give me the book, boy." His broken hand formed into a razor sharp stone blade.
"Uhhhh" Dipper looked urgently through the pages for a way out of this.
"Last chance" And the blade moved closer.
"Dipper, help!"
"I got it!" He stopped at a page. "Wipe away this symbol!" He held up a small picture in the book.
"I don't see-BANG!" Mabel dropped to the ground and they both looked at Judah. His left arm and the left side of his face and chest had been blasted off by a large object.
The golem looked down at them for a second and in the next, he was falling off the building. And then it was over.
In short, Wendy decided to bring a ladder to get back up to the roof to help. Luckily, Stan, who had a closet fear of latters got scared he wasn't armed with any loaded firearms and threw the latter out the broken window, where it just happened to kill the golem Nate.
A couple days later, everything was back to normal at the Shop. Soos was walking home when the golem Nate landed in front of him and he and Wendy buried the body for Stan. He still thinks he killed an actual teenager, but out of gratuity, Stan gave them their jobs back.
Wendy decided to stay at the Shop, primarily because of all the trouble that went into getting it back. And after all that, Dipper and Mabel were searching their room for more clues.
"Hey Dippity dop, do you think there's any other cool stuff in here?" She asked pushing her bed aside.
"Did you find anything under your bed? You know, cuz there was cursed clay under mine." He replied picking up all his dirty laundry
"Nah dawg. But at least we got these cool clay thingies" She grinned as she picked the clay ogre up and shook it. Then, it's bottom half fell off, and a pair of papers stuck out.
Dipper looked at her sister. She set it down on the floor and opened it up. The two looked inside, and there was only two things: a torn photo and a note. On the photo was someone who looked like Nate, holding a small doll of clay and the name Judah Loew written on the bottom. Dipper read the note out loud.
"I've been traveling the world for years and one of my stops has been Gravity Central, California. During my time here, I've seen many amazing things. But more amazing is a certain researcher I've been studying with, he's brilliant. He helped me create my first sentient golem. However, this city is dangerous and everyday I fear not coming back. So, I leave this note at my trusted friends house. Should anyone find this after my untimely end, I leave you with this: 618 Gopher road. More will be revealed.
-J.L"
The twins looked at each other realizing what this meant. They had just found their lead to the author of the journals.
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Hope you guys liked it, It took me a while and I have mixed feelings about it personally. I don't concentrate on shippings, but I should probably mention that I won't be shipping Wendipper. I went for a more friendly version of Robbie, and I think I like this version better. In case you were wondering, this is a mix of the Headhunters and The Inconveniencing. Thx for reading, Rate and Review.