As the gang arrived back in their own time, Sans convinced them all to just enjoy the fair.

Dipper and Pacifica, though still wanting to talk about what was going on, decided to listen to Sans and just enjoy the fair. While those two went about their date, Mabel wound up distracted because pigs.

Nobody really kept track of Sans or Ink, while Chiron and Elise had their own date. Alastor and Rosie went off and met up with Wendy, who had asked if they would like to hang out at the fair, the three pretty much just hanging out and having fun, Alastor barely needing to use his magic to win his two girls prizes.

Something that Rosie noticed was how Robbie was hovering nearby, so she slipped away for a moment, escaping his view, causing the boy to see it as Alastor taking Wendy on a date. Alastor easily noticed what his sister was doing, and since he didn't particularly like the boy, he acted closer to Wendy, flirting with her. Robbie wound up walking off, looking like he was throwing a tantrum.

Alastor rolled his eyes, glad he decided to leave, not liking the feel of him staring at their backs.

As Rosie came back, the fair was nearing closing time, but she still got a chance to spend a bit of time with the two, even taking Wendy through the Tunnel of Love and Corndogs herself. Alastor had asked where she had snuck off to, Wendy being just as curious, and Rosie was all too happy to explain.

Apparently, Wendy's family owned a haunted cabin in the woods, and it was a quick and easy job to get rid of the ghosts. Wendy was actually unaware of the cabin, and with Sans having a copy of the key, it was a simple call for Wendy to say she was hanging with Rosie for the night, and the three had a cabin in the woods all to themselves, where Rosie revealed a little white potion that she got from Fin, after Sans told her about it.

Wendy might have been an adventurous troublemaker, willing to give a lot a chance, but she had her limits. Rosie looked at Wendy and noticed the disappointment, "this isn't what you think it is. It is just a little potion from our friend, and it is just something to let me have a lot of fun tonight. Haven't you ever been curious what it would feel like to get with a set of twins?"

Wendy blinked, her thoughts were interrupted when Rosie grabbed Alastor's finger, bit it to draw blood, before making sure several drops were caught in the vial, which began to swirl with reds and pinks. Rosie shook the vial up a little, before drinking it all in one go. Wendy was more curious now, though as Rosie curled up a bit, shivering, she grew concerned.

As Rosie settled down and got up, she caught Wendy completely by surprise as she stood up and ripped the bottom of her dress off, showing she had something girls normally didn't have.

Rosie plopped back on the bed in the room, breathing a bit heavily as she answered the questioning look Alastor and Wendy both were giving her. "Fin has potions for everything, and because I went to Sans to bug him about a quiet place for me to convince Wendy to have some fun with us, he got tired of me using the whole disappointing battle with Bill excuse and took me to retrieve this potion, and made me promise to never bring it up again. I just never expected it to immediately be a hard eight inches, and I now have a new appreciation for how well you boys hold it in when you have a no reason boner."

Wendy was staring in shock at Rosie, the girl smiling as she pulled out a pill. "If you really want to fully enjoy all this, I also got a pill for safety."

Wendy was blushing like crazy, though she couldn't deny that while it was Rosie who pulled her forward, it was her that initiated the first make out session. And it would be a night she would never forget, seeing as she both added and crossed off items on her bucket list.

Sex with twins, sex with a futanari, sex with demon(s). The experience went all night, and further continued through the first half of the day. There were several points when Wendy admitted she didn't think she could continue, only for the twins to share their own energy to help her to keep going.

The morning had gone like most others, though Sans had to convince Mabel to hold herself back from her 'talk' with Dipper, until he could mediate them. Several times Sans was asked about Alastor and Rosie, and each time Sans deflected the question. The kids figured Sans knew, but didn't want to talk about it, which caused the kids to be all the more curious.

After the kids got a good meal in them, and Pacifica showed up, Sans took each of them up to the attic for this conversation. Dipper and Pacifica were sitting on the boy's bed, Chiron in the corner in front of the closet with Elise on his back, Ink sitting on the end of Mabel's bed, the girl herself pacing back and forth in the middle of the room.

Sans sighed, "Mabel, the first thing I should remind you of, is that Dipper saw you and Queen Bee as separate girls. You're his sister, but Queen Bee was an attractive girl in spandex, who hugged him with nothing but said thin layer of spandex between you. Any boy, hell, I would have reacted in that position. Either way, now that he knows who you are the effects will be far more limited. I mean, you are an attractive girl, in skin tight spandex, that enjoys jumping and flipping, he just won't be as distracted by you now."

Mabel was continuing to pout over the thought of her brother looking at her like that, when Sans continued. "Besides, if Rosie was here, she would have a bit to say, though she and Al are busy at the moment."

Sans ignored all the questions about where they were, and what they could possibly be doing. Though Sans took notice that Dipper had put the pieces together, as his team had. Poor kid just pulled Pacifica closer when he realized why the two were missing, and what the two were most likely doing with one another.

Each of them were caught off guard the moment the door slammed open as Rosie stepped in, before grabbing the lapels to Sans' coat and shaking him a bit. "What the hell, why won't it go away?"

Everyone looked at the girl with concern, seeing as she looked slightly panicked, while also looking a bit angry. "You said that it wasn't permanent, and I have filled her at least two dozen times and still, I have a dick. Why do I still have a dick?"

The occupants of the room stared in shock, which only increased slightly when Alastor and Wendy stepped in, both looking slightly concerned. Wendy had a noticeable limp to her stride though none of the others noticed as their attention was on Rosie and her announcement.

Sans blinked, before reaching down and sticking his hand in Rosie's dress. Everyone stared in shock over his action, while Rosie and Alastor blinked in surprise. Rosie took a quick inhale as she felt Sans' fingers brush against her entrance before immediately pulling out. "Well, you have the right potion, if I screwed up and grabbed the wrong one, you would have a pair of balls to generate your own sperm. How much of the vial did you drink? The amount you took directly impacts how much you have to release to get it to go away. I told you that just dabbing your finger and licking it off should give you enough for a couple loads… You downed the entire thing didn't you?"

Sans started off taking the question seriously, until he noticed Rosie form a sweat drop on her brow as she shifted her eyes back and forth, telling Sans he was right.

Wendy sighed as she got Rosie's attention. "Well, I would love to help you solve this issue, but I got some camping to get ready for, and was planning on spending today hanging out with these guys somewhere fun."

Ink and Chiron narrowed their eyes, before lighting up, "the arcade!"

Both of them chuckled as they reminisced about their own time there. Sans just sighed as he was reminded of the other event that was close to happening.

Rosie pouted about being stuck with a dick for a while longer, though at least it didn't stay hard all the time, a small amount of relief. It has, however, been rather interesting to walk about with something down there.

Wendy smiled at Rosie. "Try to relax a bit, I can help you out a bit more when I get back, and I am sure you have several of your own methods to help unload some shots."

Sans and Alastor chuckled, the sinner finally able to relax since he now knew it wasn't serious. Though this does cut into their private fun time, seeing as he doesn't want to deal with his own load shooting into his face while he is enjoying his sister, boner killing thoughts right there.

The group took Chiron and Ink's suggestion and visited the Arcade, Soos tagging along when he found out what they were doing. Sans, Ink, and Chiron nostalgically relived the day that felt so long ago, before Chiron got pulled along by Elise to help her get enough tickets for one of the prizes. Dipper wound up noticing one of his preferred games, Fight Fighters, and wound up playing Wendy and Pacifica.

Pacifica and Wendy showed some good skill at the game, but neither were really good enough to beat Dipper. The three were surprised when Robbie joined them, seeing as the place he could put up the poster just happened to be right next to the machine they were playing on.

Robbie had been moping not far away, keeping an eye on Alastor as he was playing the games with Rosie. Waiting for them to be a good distance from Wendy before he stepped over, making a slightly louder than necessary display of putting his poster up, bragging about how he was the lead guitarist in his band.

"Yo, you guys mind if I join you in the game? I could use a bit of a break."

Though Pacifica didn't particularly care, she still didn't like Robbie kicking them out of the fun. Dipper frowned over losing the second half of his turn, "dude, rude."

Robbie rolled his eyes. "Don't you have a little girlfriend to entertain? I am limited on the time I have and just want to have a little fun before I have to leave to continue to advertise my band's next gig. Wendy has been spending a lot of time at that shack, your uncle owns because she works there."

Wendy gave Dipper an apologetic look. "Well, I haven't really done a lot with the gang the past few days, and it is just for his break. Why don't you guys take a run on another machine while I hand Robbie his rump in this game if you don't want to wait."

Wendy tossed them a couple quarters, before proceeding to do as she said she was going to do. Dipper and Pacifica shrugged as they went about finding a different game, hearing as Wendy told Robbie about her going off to camp with her family the next day.

As everything was moving along calmly, Wendy wound up getting bored of beating Robbie at the fighting game, and didn't want to interrupt Dipper and Pacifica as they were racing, both of them laughing and having some witty banter. She wound up finding Rosie sitting there with a black cat creature, from that Monster Mon game, Chiron holding a little green owl while Elise had a little blue seal. Apparently, the two needed a third person to earn a certain number of tickets for all three to earn them, and Rosie decided to be their third member.

Wendy found herself being pulled into joining them for a slice or two before she had to head home. Alastor smirked as he stood to greet her, and planted a kiss on her cheek. Because he did it with a flourish, she felt he was goofing off, not noticing as Robbie glared at him before leaving.

Alastor smirked at Robbie's back when Wendy wasn't looking, and continued to enjoy the shivers Wendy gave when he slid his hand along her side as he held her close. Wendy understood that he and Rosie weren't going to stay there forever, but it was nice to experience some wilder, yet still in control friends.

Everyone was sitting around playing cards, and by everyone, I mean everyone.

Stan, Soos, Mabel, Dipper, Pacifica, Sans, Ink, Chiron, Elise, Alastor, Rosie, and even Jack were all competing against each other in poker, and they would swap between a regular game, and cheater's gambit, where everyone does their best to cheat like crazy, which had the added rule of no magic.

Stan added it before any of the magic users could even try.

Rosie would have liked it if Alastor would help her with her personal problem, but he has stated solidly, she should have paid attention, and shouldn't have overdosed. Alastor refused to help, simply because he has no desire to cover himself in his own liquids through technicality, he just out right refuses. His own fluids or not, he refuses to be a target for any fluids from any male organ, even his own.

The fun card game was interrupted as they all heard some bad singing, which was actually something that the otherworlders recognized. Sans slouched as he groaned, "I was really hoping that Alastor had scared the idiot away from Wendy, seeing how close you all have gotten."

Alastor scoffed. "I would most likely have to surgically implant the idea, for the idiot to get the hint."

Rosie raised a brow at him, "how would that surgery go?" Alastor chuckled, "ten minutes tops."

Pacifica frowned as she looked confused. "I don't think that's enough time to close him up properly."

Alastor gained a rather evil grin. "Who said anything about closing him up, let alone properly?"

Seeing as the fool was still singing, Dipper decided to get up and talk with the teen about why this was a bad idea. Alastor, having realized what normally happened during this scenario, got up and followed him.

As Dipper stepped out the door, "dude, Wendy is camping with her family."

Robbie groaned as he glared at the boy. While Robbie was fully aware exactly who the boy was, he still didn't trust the kid to not be after Wendy, though the next guy that stepped into view was the guy he really hated.

If everything was as it should have been, Robbie would have been mad at Dipper, and accuse him of trying to steal Wendy from him, like many other worlds. But in this timeline of this world, Alastor had been the flirty pretty boy that was ruining his chances with Wendy. Robbie and the gang had all identified the group's dynamics using gamer lingo, Sans being the knight, Ink being the berserker, Chiron a paladin, Elise was obviously a priest/healer. Rosie was pulled out with Elise, so she obviously wasn't nearly as strong as the others, so she was a simple mage, Alastor being her brother, proved he was similar with magic, but he ran off and snuck around and used stealth to rescue the women and girls, while drawing out the leader to get help from the others.

Alastor was a magic using rogue, and after seeing the boy when he removed his shirt to flirt with all the girls, he didn't have much more muscle than the average teen, so he was obviously just as normal as the rest of them without his magic or being able to sneak around and hide.

Robbie snarled at Alastor, "what are you doing here, loser?"

Alastor had a deadpan look. "I live here temporarily."

Robbie scoffed, "obviously. Though that raises the question of why you think you can just waltz into our world and screw it all up. Everytime I try to talk to Wendy, and get her alone to ask her out, you just happen to be there hogging her time."

Alastor scoffed at the boy, Robbie's ranting drawing attention from the others as Sans was now right behind Alastor, his eyes narrowed in thought, a plot forming in his head. Robbie became more and more angry as Alastor looked more bored over this little tantrum. "Can you get lost so we can get back to our card game?"

Robbie continued to grow ever more frustrated as he was dismissed by the other boy. "You think you're so much better than me, I bet you aren't anything special without your magic."

Alastor raised a brow, "oh? I do enjoy a good bet, what is at stake here?"

Robbie narrowed his eyes, "boxing, no magic whatsoever, just our fists. I want you to leave Wendy alone, no more interfering with my chances with her."

Alastor was torn between smiling and frowning. Robbie just wasn't a challenge, a complete bore. But the boy was calling him out to get something, so he could make a demand of him, forcing him to accept just to put the little bitch in his place. This just might be boring, but wouldn't making it entertaining, also be a challenge? If it wasn't fun, make it so. "And what do I obtain if I manage to win?"

Robbie narrowed his eyes, though before he could respond, Sans was right next to him. "One on one, no magic, fisticuffs, Wendy on the line for Al. What are you putting up for grabs man? You can't demand something like Wendy without equal compensation. And no, staying away from us doesn't count as equal compensation. We could always just leave."

Robbie went to say something, before closing his mouth as pulling out his guitar, only for Rosie to veto it. "No need for it, we have our own and it looks much cooler. Also, something that lame, isn't equal to Wendy."

Robbie glared at the girl, before he pulled out his phone and before the others could call him out on it not being worth enough, he dialed up the crew and asked them all to come by. They all stood around, silently judging Robbie for his lack of thought over this, Dipper, Al, Rosie, and Sans the only ones still outside waiting, Though Pacifica was standing at the door. The others had gotten bored enough to deal a fresh hand.

When Thompson pulled up in his van, Lee, Nate, and Tambry also stepped out from the vehicle. Nate was the one to address them. "So, what is the big emergency?"

The group, especially Tambry, could see that something the other versions of Dipper did or said had riled Robbie up more than they thought he could be. Robbie glared at Alastor for a second longer before turning to address his friends. "This bozo and I are making a bet, and apparently, I don't have much of anything to bet with that will make this worth their time. So I figured I would ask you guys for help."

Sans smirked. "So, do you guys willingly throw your collective hat into the ring for your friend?"

Nate and Lee smiled at one another, before they turned to Robbie as Lee responded. "Dude, we are all friends here, so a simple bet sounds like fun. We're in!"

Alastor and Rosie looked at Sans with raised brows, wondering what he was up to. Sans chuckled, "so does that mean you all are in on the bet Robbie here placed?"

Tambry looked to be slightly annoyed as the boys shouted louder for the bet to go on. Thompson looked nervous, obviously not wanting to put his own hat in until he knew more. Tambry groaned, "fine. If it gets you all to shut up and let me go back to quietly enjoying my phone, I will join."

Sans chuckled. "Alright, a boxing match of Robbie, Lee, and Nate, vs Alastor, with Tambry and Wendy on the line."

The group that just arrived all stared at Robbie in shock. "What?" Sans smiled as he reiterated, "Robbie was betting with Alastor about getting him to give Robbie a chance to ask the girl out. So, since you three decided to join Robbie in his bet, you okayed him using you as collateral. So the winner gets both girls."

Thompson was never more thankful for his nerves getting the better of him. Nate looked at Robbie with a bit of anger. "Dude, really? What were you thinking, making a bet like that?"

Robbie looked just as shocked as the other guys. "I didn't think they would drag you guys into it like that, I was just going to ask you guys if you had anything to loan me so I could get this bet started and actually get a chance with Wendy. I didn't think Tambry would be dragged into this like that, they were supposed to accept money, or maybe Thompson."

Tambry glared at Robbie for that one. Thompson shrugged, "I guess I should have expected that."

Sans chuckled, "well, you all agreed to a verbal contract. Maybe next time you should read it before you sign, or agree in this case."

Thompson looked nervous, wanting to try to help. "Shouldn't the bet be made over something owned personally, rather than people themselves?"

Sans looked at Thompson, and just stared. Sans didn't stop smiling as he shrugged. "That would be required for both sides to forfeit the bet, and reinstate the rules. Seeing as all involved have agreed to the terms set so far, they'll all take a loss and never speak of this again. Robbie started this bet by making his reward being time with Wendy, and since time with Robbie isn't something worth anything, neither is time with Nate and/or Lee, Tambry is the only one left. Alastor getting to spend alone time with Tambry, basically the guy taking her out on a date, is the best equivalent I can see so far. Unless one of you wanna sacrifice your soul?"

Sans' left eye suddenly looked hollow as his right began to glow red, his smile looking too wide all of a sudden. The group of teens blinked, and Sans was back to normal, them all looking rather scared as they shook their heads and wondered if that was all real.

Sans chuckled. "Why don't you three guys go and form up a game plan, think on how you're gonna go about things, give me a chance to set up the ring, the betting pool, and get a ring girl and all that."

Rosie looked at Sans, hands on her hips and brow raised. "'Look for' implies you don't have a hot chick standing right next to you to ask."

Sans chuckled, "I admit that you would be the first gal I would ask, though assuming you would say yes without asking would be rude. Though, there are also a couple other girls that might like to have a chance to strut their stuff."

Pacifica pouted, "I can't see myself strutting around a ring, supporting this senseless violence, as a bunch of boys gawk at me."

Dipper had imagined what Pacifica would look like, and couldn't help the blush. Pacifica wound up seeing Dipper blushing as she frowned. Rosie smiled at the girl. "You know, you don't have to be in little clothing, just something sexy that shows people you're hot. I know a rather lovely dress you could wear."

Pacifica looked to be thinking, as Mabel and Elise stepped out, Mabel excitedly talking. "Did I hear someone say, 'dress up'?"

Rosie chuckled, "close enough. The four of us get to strut our stuff as we advertise rounds of Alastor fighting the three boys that Wendy hangs out with."

Mabel gasped as Elise just shrugged.

While they were getting that handled, the teen gang decided to listen to what Sans said and form up a game plan. Though as they were driving through town, Tambry was sourly ignoring everyone, even as she forced Robbie into the back seat as she took front.

Tambry made Thompson drop her off at home, ignoring the many times Robbie apologized. The boys decided to head off to the Arcade, where they were talking about the fight and how they would deal with it.

Robbie in particular was annoyed with all the worry. "Those idiots made it three on one, we can handle one guy."

Nate, the angriest of his friends, retorted. "One guy that has magic, and friends that are also magic. If things get harsh, what's there to stop them from cheating? And how would we know they cheated? This is the dumbest thing you've ever done Robbie. This match is being set up and refereed by those guys."

Lee was starting to look a little nervous. "Dude, I understand you're upset, but this is still a version of Dr. Funtimes, they should be fair in judgment. A bet is no fun or even worth it if you have to cheat."

Thompson nodded. "Unless Alastor somehow has magical muscles that increase his strength to obscene levels without altering his appearance to show how much muscle he theoretically has, this should be in the bag for you guys."

Robbie started to actually look nervous, having not thought of that, which caused him to drop his quarter. As Robbie bent down to grab it, he found something called the ultimate code. Robbie shrugged as he stood back up, took a deep breath, and as he spoke, he started up the game. "Well, I hadn't thought of that. Why don't you ever think of these ideas when we are talking about this shit the first time around, you know, before I…" Robbie was cut off, having input the code in hopes to actually get a leg up in the game, tired of losing.

Robbie was suddenly staring at a screen that superimposed itself into the physical plane from the arcade game. While the select fighter screen popped up as Robbie poked the start button.

Robbie smirked as he saw the character selection screen. "Boys, I think I just found our great equalizer."

As people were walking by the park, they were drawn in by seeing four giant bones, sticking from the ground in a squared fashion. Three layers of thick elastic rope going between them, as if they were a sports ring.

Sans was sitting at a table as he talked with anyone that walked up to him, writing stuff down in a booklet. Stan walked up beside him. "What exactly are you doing Sans?"

Sans shrugged. "I am hyping up the match between Robbie and his buddies and Alastor. I started up a betting pool if you want to place a bet."

Stan looked at the roster Sans had written out on the board next to him, and the odds were apparently against Alastor winning. Sans was implying that Alastor had low odds of winning due to it being a three on one match, with nothing but harmless dates on the line.

Alastor looked at Sans as if the guy had been doing drugs, as he stepped up beside Stan. Dipper, Chiron, and Ink were not too far away, listening in on what Sans had to say. Rosie and Elise were back at the shack, getting ready to be ring girls, along with Mabel and an acting reluctant Pacifica.

The girl wanted to do it, because everyone was hyping the thing up as simple fun, Alastor swore that he wasn't going to kill them, can't let them suffer if they're dead after all, but he also didn't want to fight Pacifica over the boys.

Alastor had a really good chance to beat the girl, even if Mabel and Dipper joined her, but he also knew that he wouldn't be able to go all out and hurt her like he could Robbie. He would always have that soft spot for the girl, simply because his own version was so close to him.

Alastor promised he wouldn't kill them, but he wasn't going to surrender or throw the fight. He had to explain to the girl that it wasn't just some petty issue, this was all Robbie acting like he had a right to 'own' Wendy.

And if anyone owned the girl, it was him. But he wasn't going to say that, just leave the girl thinking that he was fighting for the honor of the girls, while Sans came off as the villain here, because he was scamming everyone out of their money with his betting pool.

Alastor saw right through Sans' plan. Act as if Robbie and them have a shot, not directly insult himself, but downplay how easy this fight was going to be for him, and as everyone bets on Robbie and his friends to win, they rake in the dough.

Completely evil, and honestly made him a bit proud of the guy, until you consider Fin gave them a golden credit card, that held no limit, worked everywhere, could buy anything, and never ran out of money. Sans even had several thousands of dollars, just sitting in his wallet for crying out loud, which he could pull out in any sized bill he wanted. This scam was pointless, and Stan was crying tears of pride as Sans continued to scam everyone.

As Stan walked away, Alastor was suddenly standing there staring at Sans with a deadpan expression. "I will expect a cut."

Sans shrugged as he watched people go about hanging around the area, waiting for the match to start, eating some Pizza that Sans bought. Someone even started up a popcorn machine, selling some of the entertainment snacks to those willing to pay. "Hey, I still got to pay the girls for strutting along the ring. Are you telling me to short change those girls?"

Alastor rolled his eyes as Dipper stepped up. "How can you be so calm about this whole thing? It's still three on one, and you're not allowed to use magic."

Alastor scoffed, "Robbie is weak, so are his friends, though not as much as him. Sans barely used any magic to fight Robbie in the one…"

"Hate to interrupt, but I never used magic against him."

Alastor looked honestly surprised. "But you didn't touch him, at all."

Sans shrugged, looking more bored than usual as he answered. "Robbie is literally the weakest person in Gravity Falls, I didn't need to use magic, just air pressure and pure muscle."

Sans stepped off to the side, out of view of everyone, Dipper and Alastor following, Chiron and Ink not far behind. Sans turned to them and swung an arm at Alastor, causing the wind to blow his hair back.

Normally, Alastor would just raise a brow at such a stunt, but he had to actually brace himself slightly when the air pressure hit him. Sans might hate what Bill did to his body, but give the demon some credit, he didn't go about it half-assed. Sans had enough strength behind his perfectly sculpted body, he could force enough of the air molecules outward, to actually push someone back. "Normally, someone strong like Alastor here, could resist it, but someone as fragile and sensitive as Robbie, he gets bruised. This kind of stunt wouldn't work against anyone with even a day or three of real training. This fight is a joke, and you can somewhat call this stunt a wish fulfillment. I wanna see Robbie get smacked around for every time that piece of shit has bullied us over something so mundane as a silly crush that Wendy was going to reject anyways. This will be a bit therapeutic for me."

Dipper rubbed his arm as he nodded. "Yeah, I can kind of see that. Robbie has been better since I revealed my identity, and since Wendy's reaction to both my reveal, as well as how I saw her react to me standing with you guys. I kind of figured she would reject me. As much as it hurts, it was pretty obvious that she planned to reject me no matter what I tried when she started acting like she did afterwards. Should probably thank Rosie for talking with her."

As the boys continued to talk about relationships, Robbie and the gang popped up at the entrance, walking into the park as if they had this victory in the bag. Them looking as confident as they did, helped sell Sans' con, but set alarms off in the gang's head. Thompson was looking a little nervous, but he was always nervous.

Sans raised a brow as the boys just started to hang around at the one corner of the ring, doing what they have seen done by professionals, acting the part of winners. "Well, might as well get this all started."

Sans walked over and bent over to get into the ring, but as he stood back up he was wearing a black tuxedo. "Welcome, one and all! You all have been gathering around, placing bets, getting your munchies on. But we are getting close to the main event here."

As Sans was talking, Rosie led the three girls out and into the ring, stopping to hold the ropes apart for the other three. Rosie was wearing a red sports bra, along with spandex short-shorts and a tight, thigh-length miniskirt. What most people hadn't noticed, was that she had curled her extra organ up and into herself to hide it, so she could join the fun without weird looks or questions.

Elise walked in, wearing a dark-blue sports bra, little gemstones sprinkled about it as it went down to about her belly button, and matching knee length shorts. Mabel was wearing a tight, purple sweater dress that went to just below her knees, the fabric being thin enough to show off her growing figure. Pacifica was the last to join, and she was in a pink dress. It wasn't revealing or particularly risque, it was just a casual dress one might wear on a date to a high-class restaurant, that showed she was growing into a fine young woman. All four girls were wearing heels of matching color, that somehow didn't sink into the ground as they walked.

Pacifica blushed slightly as she recognized her parents taking photos of her. Apparently, while they didn't really like their daughter promoting this thing, they were reassured that this was just to have some fun, entertain everyone, and to settle an argument between the two fighter groups in a controlled and safe environment.

Sans promised that with Chiron and Elise there to heal any real damage, nothing life threatening would happen. Sans started to speak loudly, allowing everyone to hear him. "This match is simply to decide a dispute, and there are no plans to maim, kill, disfigure, or permanently harm either group."

The crowd was full of people that just started to nod at Sans' words, happy for the reassurance. Sans raised his arm towards the one corner, towards Alastor. "In this corner, we have Alastor. He is a version of Dipper there, who learned to use magic. And in the other corner, we have your hometown boys, Robbie, Lee, and Nate, who all will be fighting Alastor at the same time, because none of us want this fight to end too quickly. And please keep in mind, there is no changing or altering your bets."

Alastor snickered as there were several groans in the audience. Sans took notice of the nervousness on the three teens' faces, as he walked over. "Something wrong here boys?"

Robbie scoffed as his two friends got shifty and were staring out past the crowd, as if they were looking for something, or someone. "Nothing is wrong, loser, though we did have a thought. Since you and the rest of these guys are all friends, how do we know this fight will be fair, and the rest of you won't use magic to cheat for him?"

Several people frowned at Robbie for the accusation, though several understood where he was coming from. Sans sighed, though before he could reassure the teen, Robbie continued. "We don't know, so we got a friend to help referee the fight."

There was suddenly a boisterous laugh as a tall, eight foot muscular man stepped into the park. He was wearing clothes typical of a professional thug, his fists and forearms wrapped in bandages. "If you can't guess, that would be me. I don't normally ref shit, but I can see the entertainment here."

Sans gave Robbie a deadpan stare. "You used the ultimate code to bring Mike Byson into the real world? You do realize he is one of the villains of Fight Fighters, right?"

Robbie scoffed at Sans, as Lee and Nate looked to be rethinking their plans. Mike however, looked offended. "I will have you know, I would never cheat for someone, I am a professional afterall. I would never damage my credibility in the ring."

Sans gave Mike a serious look, no smile, just a deadpan look that asked if he was really going with that story, "whatever."

Everyone was looking nervous, besides the cross dimensional travelers. Each of them, unlike Robbie and his boys, were up to date on the Fight Fighters lore, so they were fully aware that Mike Byson was a cruel guy that would do whatever it took to kill Rumble. Sans could honestly understand Mike a little for hating the guy, he was just so one note and single minded, but to be as obsessed within the lore of the game to go as far as to hunt him down throughout multiple tournaments, just because the guy busts up your illegal business a couple times, was really pushing it.

Ignoring the fact that the guy did illegal acts to get him chances to fight Rumble, before cheating to get an advantage. One of the story mode fights had you start at a percentage of your life bar depending on the difficulty setting because he was a cheater.

Sans really needed to ask Fin or Ink how the lore goes for the later installments. But what they did know was that Mike was up to something. Sans walked off to the side of the ring, jumping over the ropes as he landed at the table there, "the fight can start at the ring of the bell."

Sans would like to say the fight was good, but right as he rang the bell, Robbie was knocked out. Sans saw it coming the moment the boy rushed towards Alastor, which actually rallied Lee and Nate into action. Robbie, as expected, had no form whatsoever, punching too wide, from an off angle, freeing up his face for Alastor to just slug him with a simple straight.

The unexpected loss of their leader caused the other two to stumble, seeing as Robbie flopped back behind them. This also cost them the match, seeing as Alastor took the final step distance and slugged them both at the same time.

Robbie was unconscious, a broken nose and blood covering his face, while the other two had bruised jaws as they spun and fell like a couple dreidels. Everyone was silent, Alastor was bored, and maybe a bit surprised. He expected them to at least stay conscious, but all three were out cold.

Sans was suddenly standing next to them, poking Robbie with his toe. "And just as I thought he wouldn't surprise me today, we have an ohko."

Alastor stared at the three boys. "I didn't aim to do that, I had planned out an entire song to 'fight' them as I sang it."

Rosie was pouting as well. "We were only able to strut once. Can't Robbie even lose right?"

Everyone was staring in a bit of surprise. Mike looked at the three a bit disappointed, "Well, since all these people were expecting a real fight, why don't I step in?"

Sans and Alastor shrugged, Sans snapping his fingers causing the three boys to pop over to a couple beds that went unnoticed until now. Sans popped back over and rang the bell, only for there to be an evil cackle.

Staring up into the sky, everyone noticed a flying machine, as those that knew their games could tell, this was Dr. Cherunga, a mad scientist character from the Fight Fighters game that was another villain, along with a sizable group of guys that were villains from the game.

Jerry Brushle, Kenny Diggs, Frank Bistro, and even Sasha Weight, all villains that hated Rumble for one reason or another. Cherunga was your typical mad scientist character, wide glasses, lab coat, brown slacks, dress shoes, and white dress shirt. Jerry was your typical muscly rich boy, fancy clothes, fancy hair, fancy air. Kenny was a taller bulging muscle guy, so much muscle that people find it gross. Frank was diet Vega, almost like a competent Glass Joe, if Sans were to compare him to someone else.

Sasha was a silly case, because her story also had some extra backstory that leaked into outside the game with some of the creators of the game. Long story short though, in canon, she started out as the top female Fighter champ, until Gem came in, took her belt, and Rumble fell for her instead. She was slightly overweight, having ruined her figure slightly when her heart was 'broken' by Rumble, wearing a black short sleeved shirt tied in the front, acting almost like a bra with how large her breasts were, and a jean skirt that went to her knees. The girl was hot, she just had a muffin top and some extra pudgy love handles, because the creators left working on the game after the real life drama didn't want a too ugly girl in the game.

Cherunga hated Rumble for beating his 'Ultimate Fighting Beasts', Kenny hated him for reasons that go unexplained, Frank hated Rumble for beating him in a tournament and stopping him from using the prize money to jumpstart his singing career, Sasha hated him for rejecting her for the lead girl, while Jerry hated Rumble because the man rejected his invitation to come to his birthday party.

Alone, they were pathetic excuses for fighting, but this was diet Street Fighter, can't expect deep implications from a cash grab from a backwater town made by a bunch of nerds.

Sans Sighed, "well, this is going to be a ton of fun, a pull ton of fun."

Cherunga smiled down maniacally, pulling a lever on the machine that brought them all here. "Let's see what chaos we can cause."

Alright, another chapter up after so long of not posting one. Posted two chapters today, and even started working on a couple more. I admit to being slightly distracted with a couple other projects, but I have been hopping between them all, so hopefully next week I will have more to post.

I hope you all enjoyed my posts, and I hope to hear your opinions.