Author's Note: Season 2 here we are! I would like to thank everyone for your amazing support! And luckily for you as of right now this season is already half written! That's right weekly updates are a go! As always your suggestions are welcomed.
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Season 2 Episode 1: Summerween
Episode Summary: Thanks to Heather; Stan, Ford, and Fids learn that Gravity Falls has their own tradition called Summerween, where they celebrate a summer version of Halloween! What wonder, and horrors await them on this new and enchanting holiday?
Disclaimers: I do not own Gravity Falls or the Relativity Falls AU idea.
Summerween (Part 1)
She could hardly contain her excitement!
Heather did her best to withhold a squeal as she led her friends into the mysterious store.
"Okay Heather I'm all for surprises." Fids said. "But did we have to wear the blindfolds?"
Heather turned to see Fids, Ford, Buddy and Finally Stan standing awkwardly.
"Yeah last time we wear blindfolds on a trip Grauntie Mabel nearly crashed." Stan said the obvious.
"We walked here." Ford reported.
"And Stan nearly got ran over…twice." Susan said, Who was the only one besides Heather who wasn't blindfolded.
"Hey, I have bad since of direction with my eyes." Stan reasoned. "So, blindfolds are not a good idea."
"You're not gonna drop spaghetti on us are you?" Buddy asked fearfully.
"Why would she do that?" Fids asked.
"Because they feel like brains." Buddy said.
"What does brains have to do with it?" Ford asked.
"Wait." Buddy was confused. "Heather didn't you tell them what week it is."
"No that's part of the surprise!" Heather warned.
"Okay are we gonna see this surprise sometime this year?" Stan asked.
Heather laughed and rolled her eyes. "Okay yeah take your blindfolds off."
"Party crashers." Susan retorted.
The four boys took off their blindfolds and gasped as they saw a store full of decorations, toys, and candies for…
"Halloween?" Stan asked.
"That's Summerween!" Heather corrected him. "Welcome to the Summerween Superstore!"
In his confusion, Ford asked, "Summerween?" He, like the other boys, were more than slightly confused. "What's that?"
"Oh, I've heard of this!" Fids said. "My Dad says it's like Halloween in the summer! The people here love Halloween so much, they celebrate it twice a year!"
"I've always wanted to celebrate." Buddy admitted. "But my family usually does a big show the same night..." He trailed off as he spoke.
"Still not talking to you, is she?" Ford asked.
Buddy sighed, after his betrayal during her latest scheme Bonnie had cut him out of the twin dynamic completely. Pretending he didn't exist when he was around, and even went as far as getting Gideon to play along. "Yeah, she ain't happy." He admitted.
"Well, let her be sour!" Heather said. "You've got us!"
"Yeah! Now let's shop!" Susan declared as she grabbed a wheelbarrow.
"I don't know about this. Something about this feels unnatural…" Ford started.
"Ford! It's not unnatural at all!" Fids shook his head and explained enthusiastically. "It's Gravity Falls, everything is weird."
Ford smiled; he had a point there.
Stan and Ford look at each other and then…
"To the costume aisle!" Stan and Ford exclaimed. Ford sat in the wheelbarrow and Stan pushed it down the aisles. Their friends laughed as they chased them up and down the aisles.
Right next to where they'd picked up the wheelbarrow, Fids pressed down a skeleton head attached to a bowl. It's eyes flashed red. "I'd lend you a hand… but I don't seem to have one!" A laughing soundtrack looped twice. Fids laughed with it.
Dolly in hand, a woman stopped by him. "Sir, sir!" Fids turned around to see a worker behind him. "Could you please stop pressing that?"
"Kay." Fids watched her go for a bit before wandering off to look at the other decorations.
Now, farther down the store, Grauntie Mabel who had took the liberty of driving (unlike the kids) looked over a few barrels of fake blood. "Hehe… just need to drain this everywhere!" She tried to pick up a barrel. "The Shack is going to rule this year!" as a linking barrel spilled all over the floor.
Only a few feet away, Ford huffed as both he, Stan, and the wheelbarrow tipped over. A stack of Jack-o-Melons fell on top of them as they crashed into the cart. The two laughed before Stan ran off. Fids pulled a mask off the shelf. Stan, who'd hidden in the other side, yelled. Fids screamed and dropped the mask. Stan doubled over in laughter, completely ignoring a very sharp scolding from both his brother and best friend.
Meanwhile, Heather and Susan were looking at costumes and deciding what to wear.
"Should we go with vampires or dead brides?" Susan asked her.
"Why not both?" Heather asked as she started taking the two costumes off the racks and mix matching them.
With a look of great annoyance, the worker who had scolded Fids stood behind the counter. She picked up a walkie-talkie-phone. "Could I get Security to have the police eject the Pines family from the store."
"NOT TODAY!" Grauntie Mabel screamed as she threw down a smoke bomb and ran off, wielding two galloon-containers of blood. Fiddleford, unable to see in front of him, followed with one as well. Stan pushed Ford in the wheelbarrow to the car as Heather and Susan grabbed a handful of random Costumes.
Moments later the kids, Mabel and the goods were stuffed in the car, and they drove away.
"Did you pay for this?" Fids asked.
"I covered it." Grauntie Mabel assured him.
Inside the store, the cashier opened one eye and held up the money given to her. As smoke still wreathed about her hands and eyes, she could only guess it was the right amount. "Ugh. I hate Summerween."
(Back at the Shack...)
[Minutes later…]
Now inside the Shack, which was completely decorated, thanks to Ria. Stan and Ford sat beside each other before the TV. Fids, dressed up in a fuzzy gray jumpsuit a size too big with soft leather boots and a hood with rings around the eyes, sat on the living room seat. He held the giant bowl of trick-or-treat candy. His puffy ringed tail slithered off the arm of the couch.
Heather and Susan wear dressed as Dead Vampire Clown Brides. Thanks to Heather's idea to mix and match the handful of costumes they bought.
"Gosh! I'm so excited! We're going to destroy this night!" Stan announced.
Ford agreed. "There's no way we can't. We're going to get the most candy…"
"And have the biggest stomachaches!" Stan laughed.
Fids looked between them. "Wow. I've never seen you two so excited before!"
Stan and Ford turned to him.
Stan shrugged. "Well, back home, we're sort of a big deal."
"Kings of Halloween that is!" Ford showed him a few pictures he had in his jacket pocket. They were various pictures from various Halloweens. Both were dressed in matching outfits such as kittens, salt and pepper, peanut butter and jelly, and zombies. "Twin costumes- people eat it up."
"Well, you better be careful," Fids warned. "It's a night of ghouls and goblins. That's not to mention the Summerween Trickster."
"Summerween what?" Stan prompted.
"In legend, the Trickster goes from door to door eating children who lack the Summerween spirit!" Fids explained.
"Really?" Ford opened the Journal to look for a page about him. "I don't see anything on him." Hey Bud, is he in the second journal?" he asked. It was still hard for him to wrap his mind around the fact that Bonnie also had a journal. Ford had been head over heels about the one in his own possession, so finding out that there was more than one was astounding to him. Not only that but Buddy said Bonnie's was labeled #2 which in theory meant #1 was still out there.
Ford wondered who had it, and what secrets it held.
"Not sure." Buddy called from somewhere in the next room. "Bonnie is usually in charge of it."
"Well, real or not you don't have to worry about us." Ford shrugged.
"We've got spirit to go around," Stan agreed.
"Not me." Buddy said, struggling with his minion's costume as he walked in the room. "I don't know the first thing about Trick or Treating." He admitted.
"We'll help." Heather assured him as she helped him straighten up the costume.
"Yeah, no one's getting eaten on our watch." Susan vowed.
"Just a few short hours and we'll be loaded!" Stan screamed.
"Shouldn't you guys be getting ready?" Heather asked.
"No Mabel says she's still finishing up our costumes." Ford explained.
"She's been making them in secret all week." Stan explained. As he took out a piece of candy from the bowl Fids had. He immediately coughed and had to stop himself from spitting it back out. "Ugh! What is this? I've never seen this brand before."
Ford picked a few up. "Sand-pop? Gummy chairs? Mr. Adequate-bar?"
"This is all cheap-o, loser candy!" Stan huffed.
Fids sucked in his breath. "Don't talk like that or the Trickster will hear you!"
Stan picked up the candy bowl. "You've got to stop being so superstitious, Fids!" He set the bowl down by the window and dropped a few handfuls into the garbage can outside. "I know this town is weird but not all the legends are true."
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Trick-or-treaters! One of you get the door!" Mabel called from her workshop.
"Quick give them the loser candy!" Stan begged as he grabbed the bowl.
Ford decided to take the lead in answering the door as Stan was known for his rudeness. "Happy Summerwe- ahh!"
"'Sup, squirts?" Cooper teased as he let himself in.
"Cooper?" Ford asked.
"Cooper?" Heather asked.
"Hey babe I just got this invite to the coolest party ever!" he said.
"Oh." Heather perks up.
"Yeah, Danny Invited us." He said as Dan came in behind him.
"Hey guys, I left my jacket again." He said as he stepped inside. "The party's is going to be so rad."
Cooper looked at the bowl of candy. "What's with the candy? Are you going trick-or-treating or something?"
"Well-" Stan started.
"We all are." Heather told him.
"What?" Cooper looks confused. "What about the party?"
"That's today?" Heather looks frustrated. "Cooper, I told you we were hanging out with my friends tonight."
"Awe come on Heather; this stuff is for babies." Cooper complained.
"Is not!" Heather argued. "Besides you said you'd give my friends a chance and hang as a group."
"Bummer." Dan said. "Well don't sweat it dude." He told Cooper. "Do what makes your girlfriend happy. There will be other parties." He assured him as he took his leave.
Cooper gives a look of distain but plumps down on the couch by Fids.
"Come on Cooper give it a chance." Heather pleaded. "You might actually have fun."
"Doubt it." Cooper said bluntly.
Heather sighed as she sat back down beside Susan at the table.
"You are way too good for him." Susan told her.
Heather shook her head. "He does this all the time." She told her. "He pouts so I'll give in and do what he wants, but this time we're doing what I want for a change." she declared.
"Well, I hope he isn't a party pooper the whole time because it's cramping our style." Stan said as he sat down beside them.
"He'll come around." Heather assured them.
"He better." Fids said or else the Trickster will get him."
"Seriously?" Cooper laughed. "Please tell me you babies don't believe in that stupid ghost story."
"It's not stupid, and it's real!" Stan shouted. "So, you better show some spirit, or he'll eat you! Right Fids?"
Fids nodded.
"Yeah right." Cooper laughed. "I'll prove it! I'll show zero Halloween spirit. And when this Trickster doesn't show up you guys have to give up this baby stuff forever."
"Deal" Ford said doing his best to be civil for Heather's sake. "But if he does show up and somehow you manage to survive you've got to celebrate Summerween every year from now on."
Heather smiled at his words. "And normal Halloween too!" She added.
"What!?" Cooper shouted.
"In less you're scared." Buddy said rubbing salt in his wounded pride.
"Oh, you are so on!" Cooper yelled. "I'll show you babies, there is no such thing as the Trickster."
Unfortunately for Cooper, a dark shadow loomed at the open window, and heard his every word.
"So, he doesn't believe?" the shadow smiled a wicked smile as he licked his lips.
He had found his dinner for the evening and soon the night would be filled with the sounds of screaming children.
-To Be Continued