Changing Things Up In Gravity Falls

Ok, since so many people voted, I decided to continue this story, and make an effort at it as well. Thank you to all who asked me to continue, your words were heart-warming. I apologize for the lower-than-usual quality of this chapter, as I rushed through it to get it done.


Chapter 4: Old Friends And New Ones

The screen door of the Mystery Shack banged open loudly, and a red-headed girl and a rather large, beaver-visaged man tore across the yard to the twins and their guest. "Where have you two been?! We've been worried sick! Don't you two ever-" both the red-head's rant, and her sprint, were cut short by the sight of the teenager next to the twins. Immediately her "big-sister" instincts kicked in, and she launched herself at the boy. "Don't you DARE touch a single hair on their heads, you creep!" she screamed as she lashed out violently at the boy. Grey raised his hands as a sign of peace, with an awkward smile, while effortlessly gliding in between her attacks. The red-head took this as a sign she wasn't trying to kill this creep hard enough, so she sent an unforgiving knee towards his groin, intent on preventing this pervert from using it ever again. Grey's face took on a serious tone, and before anyone could blink, he was in her face, and had placed the tip of his index finger to her forehead gently, and all of her momentum ended up landing her on her butt. Hard.

Cursing through her teeth, she scrambled to her feet, to assault the creep once again, but Dipper's voice cut through her rage. "Wendy! It's OK! He helped us find our way back to the Shack!" Wendy shot a glance at him that said, "Shutupandletmekillhim", or something of the same sort, but he continued, gesturing at Mabel, "Mabel...fell into a crag and knocked herself out. He heard me calling for help, and helped me get her out and wake her up. It's thanks to him we're OK!" Wendy froze, and glanced at Mabel. She nodded her head in confirmation. Wendy slowly scanned Grey from head-to-toe. He was rubbing the back of his head, and laughing awkwardly, as though he was an object of debate. After a few moments, the large, beaver-like man ran up and scooped up Grey in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh, dude! Thank you sooo much for saving them! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Grey had a pained, breathless look on his face as the large man swung him side-to-side. Wendy took this as a sign that things we're OK, and the twins were safe. "Soos!" Mabel yelled. Soos stopped swinging poor Grey, and turned to look at Mabel. "Put him down, you're crushing him!" Soos looked at the boy in his embrace, and noticed his face was a blue-purple color. With a cry of shock, he released the suffocating boy, and backed away a few steps. With a few coughs, the boy regained his composure, and directed his gaze at Soos, with a look that made it seem as if he were contemplating whether or not to eat his soul. Soos looked down in shame. "S-sorry dude, I, uh...get excited a bit too easily..." he said somberly. It was always this way. He could never make friends. He was just too...weird...too big, too clumsy, too-. His thoughts were interrupted by a hand gripping his shoulder.

He looked up to see Grey, grinning madly, as though he had seen an old friend. He spoke in a smooth, almost liquid voice that sent shivers down Wendy's spine and soothed Soos. "That's quite the hug you've got there! That's the kind of hug you don't find in any one anymore! The world needs more people that can give true, loving hugs like that!" Grey candored. Soos' face lit up like a sun. No one had ever said anything like that about him! The world needed more people like him?! Soos grinned so hard it brought tears to his eyes. Grey's smile widened even more, and he thought, 'There...that puts an end to those 'too weird' thoughts of yours big guy...' Wendy watched on, and accepted this guy as harmless...for now. She turned to the twins. "What happened to you guys?! I went up to check on you two before I went home, but you two were gone! Where did you guys go?"

Dipper and Mabel looked at each other for a second. Mabel looked into Dipper's eyes, and opened her mouth to answer. Dipper cut her off by answering, "She came up to the room and we made up. We decided nothing would help us patch wounds like a good vampire hunt, so we went searching. Mabel tripped over a root and fell into a crag, and knocked herself out. I didn't remember which direction we had come from, so I called for help. He," said Dipper, pointing at Grey, "heard me shouting, and helped us out. We'd have been in trouble if it weren't for him." Wendy let the story sink in, before nodding and accepting it. She didn't care that he was lying, as long as they we're safe, they could have went to the moon for all she cared. "Well, I'm just glad that you two are safe. C'mon, let's go inside. I'll spend the night to make sure you two trouble-makers don't decide to look for more vampires." She said with a smile. The twins beamed, before shouting in unison, "Sleep-over time!" The trio turned to see Soos tossing Grey up into the air much like a father would a toddler. Both were laughing, and the trio couldn't help but giggle at the absurdity. As they approached, Soos set Grey down gently, before wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "This guy's awesome! Can he spend the night too?" He begged Wendy. Wendy's face became serious. "We still don't know who he is, or anything about him...but there are some things I want to ask him...so he can come inside, but only for a bit." she said sternly. Soos' face fell, but Grey was quick to say, "Oh don't worry. I'm sure once she gets to know me she won't mind."

The group squeezed through the doorway, and Soos ran to report to the owner of the Shack. Wendy told the twins to run upstairs and grab sleeping bags and sheets. They hurried up the stairs, laughing and chanting, "Sleep-over! Sleep-over!" Wendy watched them go, then turned on the boy standing behind her, hair wild like angry fire. "Now listen you! I don't know who you are, but if you think you-" She stopped dead as she got a good look at him for the first time. Her cheeks flushed dangerously, and her knees wobbled a bit. 'H-he's gorgeous!' she thought. Grey stood for a few moments, before becoming uncomfortable under her intense gaze. "Um..." he started, and suddenly she was in his face, looking him up and down, as if trying to find a flaw in him. But she was failing. 'W-wha?! His eyes are purple! And his skin...' She reached out a hand and brushed his cheek, 'It's like silk! I can't tell if he's a boy or a girl!' She went from scanning somewhere around his ass, to looking him in the eyes. Something she was finding difficult. She spoke with a stutter, "A-are you a b-boy or girl?!" Grey blinked, before laughing heartily. "Oh come now, I'm not that good-looking." he stated, still chuckling, before his face took on a predatory look, and he gently cupped Wendy's chin. "You, on the other hand, deserve your own section in the art galleries of Florence. It's a rare thing when I find someone of your beauty." He said in a voice that literally dripped with seduction. Wendy felt her thighs press together tightly, and that was all her mind registered. He chuckled sweetly, and turned away as the twins and Soos entered the room. Her mind was still a pink, swirling mess, when a sound caught her attention. "H-huh?" she asked, as she shook her head a bit. "I asked, would it be alright with you if I spent the night as well? I think you guys are a fun bunch to be with." Grey answered, looked at her inquisitively. She stared, still in a stupor, before finding her words once again. "S-sure! You can stay every night!" she replied. Soos and the twins cheered, and Soos wrapped Grey in another hug. Wendy continued to stare at him much like a dog would eye a slab of steak, as they all walked into the living room, where the owner of the Shack sat, watching a Spanish soap-opera.

Upon seeing everyone, and noting the twins were safe, the old Shack owner smiled. His smile, however, quickly vanished, and was replaced by frightened shock, as he noticed Grey. He jumped to his feet, causing his bowl of popcorn to fall, and the group stare at him, confused by his actions. "y...YOU"! The owner shouted, pointing a shaking finger at Grey. Grey stared for a moment, before beaming, and shouting, "Stanly!" Everyone stared at him, much more confused by his knowledge of the crotchety old man. Grey effortlessly slipped out of Soos' iron grip, as though he were made of liquid, before walking to Stan with arms outstretched, as though awaiting an embrace from an old friend. "How long has it been, you old cheapskate?! Two? Three hundred years? I can't believe your sorry ass is still kicking!" Stan frantically tried to silence him, looking from the now extremely confused group to the being in front of him. "We need to catch up! How has Susan been?! Are you two still-" He was cut short by Stan's large hand clamping over Grey's mouth. He looked at the group, who were now slack jawed at the spectacle. "Everybody go upstairs!" They looked like they were about to object. "NOW!" he shouted, and they sped up the stairs. Stan glared hatefully at Grey, who was still grinning. "What are you of all things doing here?!" Stan demanded, removing his hand. "Hey, my guess is as good as yours! I haven't taken a physical form in quite awhile you know? I woke up, and your kids were-" Grey was interrupted yet again as he side-stepped Stan's rather large fist. Stan anticipated the dodge, and spun, sending his elbow blazing towards Grey's head, intent on killing. Grey put up a finger, and Stan's attack stopped dead. Anger flashed across Grey's face, and he spoke slowly, "Now Stanly, you of all people should know better than that..." And suddenly Stan was surrounded by darkness. Stan cursed, knowing he had made a large mistake. In his panic, he had pissed off something he regretted ever meeting. He pissed off Death...