Season 1 Episode 5: The Mailbox

Episode Summary Ford, and Fiddleford are investigating a mailbox that stands in the middle of the woods, who does it belong to, and what secrets can it reveal?

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Episode Short #2: The Mail Box

Nothing!

Stanford Pines groaned as he searched through several sections of the Gravity Falls local news Paper: The Gossiper, in hopes of finding something weird and strange to investigate. Usually such a feat was easy since someone was always talking about something strange and weird that they had seen in town. However, unfortunately the town seemed to have hit a dry spell.

"Oh come on Ford give it a rest." Stan advice. "Besides Heather told us not to go on any big adventures while she's out camping with her folks."

"I'm not looking for a big adventure." Ford assured him. "At this rate I'll take anything Stanley."

Stan sighed "Well while you're doing that I'm gonna go get my package ready for Ma, and Pa." Stan said.

Ford gave a sigh of his own, he wasn't even sure why his parents had allowed them to stay here for the summer, but he was sure it had something to do with his Ma. She was a telephone Physic and made a killer off of ripping people off on the phone. However, she ripped off the wrong guy this time. Ford and Stan hadn't heard all the details, just what they managed to overhear while eavesdropping. Apparently a relative of a very dangerous man in town had asked her for a reading. Of course Ma had asked for an outrages amount of money, and none of the predictions came true. Needless to say the very dangerous man was not happy, and the police were involved.

And that's all Ford knew, of course their parents didn't say that they were leaving because of that, but Ford was smart enough to connect the dots. They were here for their own protection, and every week they were supposed to write, or send something to their parents as a way to assure them that they were okay.

Ford sighed again, how long had they been here now?

A week, and three days.

He found it so hard to believe, with all the adventure they had been having up until now it was hard to believe that so little time had gone by. And now that nothing was happening the days felt even longer, and not in a good way either!

"I guess I could start writing my letter." He suggested when suddenly Fiddleford came barging into the room.

"Ford I found something!" He exclaimed.

Ford jumped up at once, his words brining him a new found energy. "What is it? What did you find?"

"Okay I was walking around town and I heard this rumor." Fiddleford said. "Apparently there is this mail box in the middle of the woods, no house no nothing!"

"A mailbox?" Ford asked, his hopes visibly dropping. "You want to go investigate a mailbox?"

"You said something small." Fiddleford reminded him. "Besides aren't you just a little curious?"

Ford sighed and grabbed his dad's camera, which he had thankfully managed to fix after the whole closet monster incident. "Okay let's do this." He agreed reluctantly.

"Awe cheer up Ford." Fiddleford told him as they headed out the room and down the stairs. "It could be fun."

"What could be fun?" Grauntie Mabel asked.

"We're going to go…" Fiddleford tried to think fast. They couldn't tell her they were going in the woods Grauntie Mabel was too over protected and wouldn't let them within 10 feet of the place.

"We're just going to go video tape some of the scenery around town." Ford answered quickly. "You know for Ma and Pa."

"Oh well have fun." Grauntie Mabel told them.

The two boys sighed in relief as they continued to head out the door.

That was a close one.

It hadn't taken them very long to find the mailbox in question, and once they arrived Ford turned on his camera and began to document the finding.

"Welcome to Ford's Guide to the Unexplained." He says. "Anomaly #54: The Mailbox." He points the camera at the mailbox in question. "There it is, in the middle of the forest. No house. No address. Today, me and my team of expert are gonna put a letter in and see who picks it up."

Fiddleford walks up to the mailbox. "Hi?" He said in a questioning tone as he looked around for any kind of danger. After all these woods always seemed full of it, not to mention those gnomes my still be cross with them.

Fiddleford pulls out a pin and paper and speaks as he writes. "My letter posits a salient question: "How are you today?" Once he finishes writing he shows the letter to the camera before putting it in the mailbox

"Now we're gonna hide behind a bush, and wait for someone to come by—"

Suddenly the mailbox begins to shake.

Fiddleford backs away, fearfully. "Oh, MAN!"

"What the-?!" Ford began, but finds he is too lost for words as the flag raises.

"Did you see that?!" Fiddleford asked. "I wonder if there's something in there."

"Open it!" Ford insisted.

"No, you open it, man!" Fiddleford exclaimed. "I'm not touching a ghost mailbox!"

"Okay, okay. Here it goes." Ford said placing the camera down on a stump so it can continue to record their findings. He then approaches the mailbox slowly before opening it. He pulls out a letter, but it is not theirs! It's a read envelope with an infinity symbol on it. "What?!"

"That's not our letter, Man!" Fiddleford said the obvious.

Ford opens the letter. "It says..." He gasped.

"What?" Fiddleford grabs the letter and holds it up to the camera. "Hello Ford and Fiddleford. I am doing well!"

"It knows our names!" Ford exclaimed.

"What if this thing's all-knowing?" Fiddleford asked.

"We gotta test it." Ford said writing something else before using his pen to carve a picture into a tree nearby."

He then holds up the letter. "What did I Just carve into that tree!" he exclaimed, before placing the letter into the mailbox.

Seconds later the flag raises again.

Fiddleford takes out the new letter. "A baby duck holding a paddleball."

"It knew!" Ford exclaimed as Fiddleford rounded the tree to see for himself. "How is that possible?"

"Ask it more questions!" Fiddleford exclaimed.

Ford pulls out another pieces of paper and writes. "When is the end of the world?" before placing the letter into the mailbox.

Seconds later the flag raises once again.

Ford pulls out another letter and then reads it. "3012. Huh. We've got a while."

"What will I look like in the future?" Fiddleford asked as he wrote, before placing the letter in.

He soon gets his answer.

Fiddleford opens the mailbox to a picture of a scary old man in torn clothes, with a long white beard that strangely has a bandage on it. "Wow I look awful." Fiddleford said.

"There must be some dark days in future." Ford said wincing. "Some very, very dark days!"

"Well I'll save that for my new list of nightmares." Fiddleford said and place the picture in his pocket.

Ford gave him a weird look before he started thinking of a new question to ask the mailbox. "Uh, when is the exact time and date of my death?"

"No ask if aliens build the pyramids?!" Fiddleford suggested.

"Or... what is the meaning of life?" Ford went on ignoring him, after all this was his question not Fiddleford's.

"What causes wormholes?" Fiddleford shouted.

"Or..." Ford said with a smile. "Who wrote Journal #3?!"

Fiddleford gasped. "That's it! If it really is all knowing it'll tell us!"

Ford scribbled the question down "We're finally gonna get the answer to the greatest mystery in Gravity Falls!" He exclaimed.

Suddenly Stan shows up out of nowhere, hey bro you got see this-" He stops as he notices the mailbox. "Nifty! A mailbox! I've been wanting to mail Ma this video of me sticking 100 earth worms up my nose!" He pushes Ford aside and puts a package inside.

"Stanley wait!" Ford cries, but it's too late the mailbox door slams shut, and the flag rises moments later.

Ford takes out the letter from the mysterious owner of the mailbox, and reads "Your Earthworm video has both disturbed and insulted me. You fools are unworthy of my great knowledge. The era of human enlightenment shall never come to pass."

Suddenly the mailbox begins to glow.

"What's that?!"

"Hey it's got that explody look." Stan said.

"RUN!" Ford ordered.

The boys do just that, getting out of range just in time as the mailbox implodes, leaving the boys in the middle of a scorched clearing.

Ford looks at the camera which is thankfully undamaged, and still recording. "Well, uh, that concludes Ford's Guide to the Unexplained, where we learned when dealing with the unknown-" he paused staring angrily, at Stan "DO NOT MAIL VIDEOS OF YOU SHOVING EARTH WORMS UP YOUR NOSE!"

Stan pulls out a bucket of Earthworms "There's more where that came from!" He said as he started trying to put the worms up his nose while singing. "Into my nose! INTO MY NOSE!"

Ford raced for the camera. "No! No! Show over! SHOW OVER—!" he exclaimed before picking it up and turning it off.

"Ah man." Stan said looking dis appointed. "Now what am I supposed to send our folks?"

"How about a letter?" Fiddleford suggested.

The three boys looked at each other before bursting out into a roar of laughter as they headed back home.

The beast with one eye growled as he watched them through his all-seeing Orb. "That was too close." He said out loud to himself. "I need to get summon soon, otherwise these Pines boys and their friends could ruin everything I've worked for."

His eyes narrowed on the back of Ford's head. "Patience Cipher." He assured himself. "You'll get your chance, you just got to wait a little longer, and then the whole multiverse will be yours for the taking." He cackled at the thought.

Yes soon it would all be his, it was only a matter of time: And this time nothing would stand in his way!

-To Be Continued