'I hate my parents.' Pacifica thought as she walked into the big mall of Gravity Falls, besides the fact that her parents are brown-nosed elitists who raised their kid using a bell as if she is a pet which child services had a field day on so as the new doctor that moved to Gravity falls…


A few months ago…

"Training kids with a bell is normal right? My own father used bells like his father before him." Preston Northwest said in a confused tone sitting with his wife Priscilla Northwest both sitting on different chairs in a therapist's room.

Doctor Simon Glass just stared at him for a few seconds from that egregious statement until he left his note on his table, moved his glass a bit on his nose, and finally spoke "In my medical opinion, Mr. Northwest…you need help."


….And the classic parental gaslighting; furthermore, they tried to gain their past glories and their perceived "good name" as they were currently millionaires instead of billionaires after their mansion got bought by Fiddleford Mckgucket and their name no longer looked favorably after the revelation of the truth of the founder of Gravity Falls and the fact that Pacifica's father tried to make a deal with the very being that caused Weirdmaggedon. Unfortunately, their investment in an environmentally hazardous factory didn't go unnoticed by environmentalists who proceeded to sue them, it got so bad that they had to sell some of their very expensive possessions, her last pony included.

As she reminisced about her deadbeat parents, missing her pony, and looking around in a supermarket that sold a variety of items, one specifically caught her eye.

"What's this?" She looked at the box with an unknown W brand she never heard of, afterward, she took the box to give a closer look curiosity which read:

'Hey Kids! Your parents aren't letting you get a dog or cat? Don't fret, buy a Dr. Wondertainment Custom-Pet!

A Dr. Wondertainment's Custom-Pet is far superior to an ordinary and boring cat or dog due to their original Adapto-Eggs packaging, a Dr. Wondertainment invention! Just leave your Custom-Pet Adapto-Eggs around the house and when they hatch they'll fit right in. Perfect for apartments!

To get your very own Custom-Pets is easy kids! Just put an egg in your house and break the plastic seal to give your new pet some air so it can hatch. Your new pet will be perfect for where you live, wherever you live! If your new Custom-Pet seems lonely just add another Adapto-Egg and get him a new friend!'

If anyone told her 2 years ago there is such a product she would laugh and ridicule them, but then again, that was before facing down a lumberjack ghost and witnessing an apocalypse started by a floating god-like nacho; besides, it was at a low price so even if it turns out to be a farce not much would be lost, although she wouldn't tell her parents that she wasted money on some cheap brand unless she wanted another lecture from her father, thus she grabbed the box and put it next to other items she was going to buy on her shopping cart.

If she continued reading the description she wouldn't have bought the box set in the first place which said 'Warning for parents: please monitor your children's placement of Adapto-Eggs to prevent . Dr. Wondertainment is not responsible for injuries or death caused by this or any other product.

Wondertainment Custom-Pets are shipped out pre-fixed'!' Soon, she would learn about the nature of what the Foundation classified as SCP-1550.


SCP-4051 was nervous, he wasn't used to hanging around with people of his age, and most humanoid anomalies or general humans he know and/or befriended were either adults or much younger than him, thankfully the redhead teen which she met seemed chill, although she did tease him of his eccentric "parents" which made him groan at Doctor Bright's eccentricities in messing with him and Clef, that was just like him. Now, that the night has come she has invited him to hang out with her gang which made him feel a bit bad about the whole disguise thing to get more information, as he followed the lumberjane on the streets she led him to a group of people with similar age group, as he could see there was two brown-haired whom he guessed were the twins the files said about them, a goth playing with her phone, an emo with very pale skin and probably fake black hair, a somewhat fat male which reminded him of SCP-507 the reluctant dimension hopper if he was younger, a guy with a black shirt and a caucasian male near him both of whom seem to be best friends as they seemed to talk about something funny with the latter slapping his thigh.

"Hey guys! This is a new guy in town I told you about, Rainer." She introduced him to everyone.

"cough Hi?" She anxiously gave a hello sign, and the boy with a trapper hat looked at him inquisitively.

"The twins are Dipper and Mabel." she gestured.

"Hi! Do you like pigs?" she asked a random question in an eager tone with her brother rolling his eyes.

'Is like being back on the site again.' the portal-making one thought, Foundation had no shortage of eccentric or bombastic people, SCP or not.

"Robbie."

"Yeah, yeah, I was the one making the painted signs." He with an indifferent tone in a slouched position.

"Wait, you were the one making the mushroom signs?" Rainer inquired with one eyebrow.

"BAHAHAHAHAHA!" Both Lee and Nate throw their heads back and forth respectively in laughter with Wendy smirking and Dipper trying hard to contain himself in contrast to his sister who had no shame at all.

"No-o that-s-a- oh shut up!" The half-stuttered emo tried hard to not look embarrassed about his graffiti of an explosion being mistaken again this time instead of muffin being mushroom, his stammering said otherwise to everyone's amusement.

"That's Thompson who once got scared from a comedy movie."

"It was a disturbing movie!" he protested.

"The clowns are Nate and Lee, and The screen addict is Tambry."

"Hey." a black girl with dyed hair only gave a dry reply, still texting on her phone.

"Wait, so you are those weirdos' kids?" Valentino recalled.

"Be nice Robbie," Wen told the pale-skinned teen sternly.

"Weird is putting it mildly." Miller wasn't offended and agreed.

"I liked the guy with the jewelry, though the other guy gave me dubious vibes." The girl with a sweater that had a sunflower on it chimed.

"Was it because he complimented your sweater or that he wore a medallion?" the boy with a yellow jacket who was her brother snorted.

"You just don't understand kinship in fashion." She remarked playfully.

"Now come guys, the night is young!" Everyone gets in Robbie's van and drives on the street.

During the journey, 4051, who was near the twins, got bombarded with questions from the sister and the brother. The first was friendly while the latter was cautious, he had to dodge some questions or give them half-answers to not reveal his deception about his family, his life and so on, as Agent Ukulele once told him the best lies were twisted truths which seemed worked as they seemed satisfied by the answers, the SCP found a strange comfort talking with them, he had no shortage of friends back in the Foundation from Iris to Cain and The Specter(every time anyone said SCP-4494's name it echoed like some old drama radio, still no one knows why) and so on, but most of them were older than him or in SCP-073's case, as old as humanity itself so it was a nice change of pace talking with people of his age; nevertheless, it did make him feel bad for the deception.

"-Wait so, your dads are scientists, but where do they work?" the curious Pines boy asked the young anomaly, luckily for him he was saved from this line of questioning when the vehicle stopped.

"We're here." the Corduroy stated to everyone, once they got out of the van they saw an old withered house that looked like no one lived there or reinvigorated for decades.

"This is our place tonight to crash in."

"Neat," Lee replied.

"I don't know Wendy, do you remember that abandoned store?" The other teens cringed at the memory such as Thompson flinching, Robbie grimacing, Tambry trying to make no eye contact, Lee instinctively locked his arm defensively around his body like he expected to get stabbed or something, and Dipper himself looked shamefaced.

"Am I missing something?" The SCP tilted his head in confusion.

"A whole lot of context." The Pines girl shuddered, remembering her not-so-fonding experience with Smile Dip. Never do drugs, kids.

"Nah, don't worry dude, this place isn't haunted, no one died there or anything weird or unsettling; besides, it's going to get wrecked tomorrow so best to use it tonight," she assured, hence everyone from the half-broken door advanced into the abandoned house.

The antique house looked decayed, ravaged by time and since it was the night they had to use the screens of their phones as light sources, and all windows except one they later found in a room were closed by nailed wood, it honestly surprised the undercover anomaly that this place didn't spark ghost stories even if it includes faking it. Unlike what most people think not every eyewitness always sees or experiences anything unusual, Foundation itself many times investigated many reported "Supernatural" sightings which either ended up being hoaxes or phenomenons explainable by today's science, thus why he and other SCPs are called "anomalies" not "cryptids" since Foundation are a group that values science over mere superstition and at the end they are an institute dedicated to not just protecting the world from anomalous threats, in addition, to study and understand things that can't be explained by present science, after all, centuries ago people used to the thought of lighting as the wrath of God and future generations would mock us for believing in things such as atoms or the big bang. It is a cold mentality leaving not much for wonders which became Foundation's greatest strength and yet its weakness, how many scientists commit deplorable acts and treated sentients and feeling anomalies whose/which only crime was being different like lab rats for them to ponder and abuse to satisfy their morbid curiosities and how many needlessly died for the greater good? "Cold not cruel"? What an absolute joke, it is why the Ethics Committee existed and why in coming years, reforms have been done from sentient anomaly rights to improving relations with anomalous communities and D-classes no longer being treated like fodder for the meat grinder. Some sites have even gone so far as no longer using D-classes like Site 43. Even with a cold glance, any logical being knows that nothing can stay the same forever, you either adapt or fall.

"If this place is going to be demolished tomorrow, is it even legal to be here?" the portal maker worried.

"No worry dude, cops here don't care much about abandoned buildings," Nate informed him

"And what are we supposed to do?"

"Anything."

"Anything like anything or…"

Turns out by anything it meant acting like delinquents from breaking stuff to committing vandalism, although there were also typical teenage bantering and competition. At first, Miller was unsure about doing property damage even if it is a long deserted house that was doomed to get destroyed tomorrow, but he joined in and it was fun, for the first time in so long he felt like a kid, not an "anomaly" or a kid with "anomalous" properties and forgetting about responsibilities to the point that he forgot asking questions to gain information, it was liberating for him.

"THIS is the most liberating feeling I ever had!" he excitedly shouted whilst he broke every piece of garbage that was being thrown out at him using a bat which he secretly grabbed from one of his portals when the teens didn't look, the garbage was being thrown by Mabel as other teenagers cheered.

"With great youth, comes great irresponsibility!" the sweater girl cried out and then threw a small ball which she found at him, he reacted by smacking his bat at the incoming ball which eye-opener of everyone got directed toward a window that shattered, and passes over it, it wasn't the only thing it shattered as the unruly found it.

"MY CAR!" Robbie cried out, the ball destroyed his van's left side mirror.

"Oh! I'm sorry I wasn't…" he sputtered to apologize only to get smacked from the back by Wendy who laughed.

"Bullseye! That was good!" it was the same reaction of everyone else more or less excluding Wendy's sorry excuse of an ex.

"You are paying for that!" the Valentino boy demanded.

"Is okay, is okay I have the money for it right-" just when his hand reached for his wallet in his hoodie's pocket which the Foundation gave him for this operation his phone rang with the manic face photo of Bright who seemed to be in a party considering he had a birthday hat on him titled 'His Saltiest Majesty, Jack Bright' which despite the jovial look it was a cold reminder of his mission, making him sigh.

"Excuse me for a moment." He left the hallway and took his phone, the first thing he heard was immediate shoutings.

"What? Mellow down a bit, I can't hear you well-'' before he could understand what he was saying a goo-like portal opened from the other side of the hallway, and what came from it made him freeze.

The friendly neighborhood Keter's heart started to pound on his chest from the chilling comprehension of what the caller was trying to warn him, it was SCP-106 in the flesh one of the most sadistic anomalies the Foundation ever faced, nothing short of horror stories were said about him and from the files he read none were an exaggeration of the Old Man's unsustained cruelty. He stood frozen in fear as he looked all away long the humanoid with milky eyes grinning at him with his bared yellow teeth shushed with one finger until it moved backward and disappeared in a temporary portal behind him. He couldn't hear whatever was spoken from the phone. In a fit of panic he fled while doing so he accidentally dropped his phone, went back to the room, and closed it.

"What is it?" Dipper, ever being the most deductive, asked the question the first.

"I- breath - I gulp a-afraid this place is not so not-haunted." the terrified teenager noted with a shake.

"Speak English, I only can hear you-" Tambry didn't have a chance to finish her sentence and a small portal from that wall behind her opened with two ghoulish hands snatching her as she screamed till she went to the other side of the portal and disappeared with it.

"TAMBRY!" Wendy vocalized, next grabbed her ax, Mabel with her grappling hook, and Dipper with his magnet gun which Ford gave to him, everyone went into alert mode such as Thompson yelping and getting up from his seat.

"I thought you said this place isn't haunted!" the emo-ish guitarist exclaimed accusingly toward the Corduroy girl.

"It wasn't supposed to be." The daughter of Manly Dan gritted her teeth with her narrowed eyes and readied her ax.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A portal opens behind them which causes them to turn back to see a ghoulish humanoid with white eyes coming from it and roaring making the gang shriek in shock and fear.

"HOLY-!" Mason shot a couple of times at the thing and his sister shot his grappling hook at it only for it to catch it with its left from the air.

HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!

The Old Man sounded an unholy laughter finding amusement in their attempt to subdue him, even though the plasma shots did knock him a few times he didn't seem to mind it since he loved it when his prey put up some fight as it made the hunting even more satisfying. The monster in the shape of a humanoid then went back to his portal not before trying to pull Mabel with it using the hook which he grabbed. Fortunately, Wendy quickly reacted and cut the line before it was too late, consequently the only thing the milky eyed anomaly managed to drag was the hook.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" Robbie now even paler shrieked, frightened from seeing his on-and-off girlfriend being dragged to who knows where and seeing that abomination which radiated with such malice, the other teens were in a similar reaction with Thompson looking like he was going to mess himself up any moment.

"NO TIME, EVERYONE RUN!" SCP-4051 yelled, subsequently he with the remaining started running and getting out of the room.

"WAIT! WHAT ABOUT TAMBRY!?" Lee clamored.

"SHE IS A GONER!" Nate cried out while sprinting, he saw the door outside which was filled with junk to prevent them from leaving the house "OH COME ON!" Dipper shouted in frustration.

Panic took over Robbie so he tried to run in the opposite direction while of the door only to face the ghoulish malevolent force nature smiling at him after putting enough distance between himself and the gang, Valentino's skin color was so white from the sheer terror that he looked like a cleaned corpse with his mouth gaping like a fish out of the water, his fear was exquisite for the monster so much that he was sure he didn't need much to take him. The humanoid beast let out an exhalation that smelled like a dead fish and rotten eggs being blended, "heh heh." The Valentino boy let out a small chortle, after this, he was knocked down by himself because he finally couldn't take it anymore with a portal behind him opened to the other side. Theory proven.

GAAARRRR

SCP-106 caught the other's attention with his roar and advanced toward them, the only daughter of Dan swung his ax and tried to take a chop at it only for it to spill a black substance on it which ate at the metallic part of her weapon like acid and then he beckoned from a portal to his pocket dimension.

"That was my favorite ax! Oh, it's now personal!" She dropped her melted ax and clenched her fist.

Without an alarm, a portal opened under Lee resulting in his falling.

"AAAAAAAAAA-!"

"LEE!" Everyone called his name.

"Oh God, Oh God, this is not happening! This is not happening!" Thompson was now a scared wreck.

4051 decided this was enough, even if this will jeopardize his mission he is not hanging there being useless, so when 106 came for Lee he opened his energetic-looking portal which unleashed a swarm of insects attacking Old Man who growled and came back to his portal.

Everyone looked incredible with Dipper and Mabel uttering in order "How did you-"

"Wow, cool!-"

"Not time to explain, back to the window in the room!" They raced.

The sadistic anomaly, finally getting rid of the swarm of insects, with one hand caught Nate's leg. He struggled and put his nails hooked on the floor which was useless as he get dragged on the floor screaming with nail prints over the floor, the twins and Wendy seize his hand trying to save him, Rainer tried to stop the Old Man by making a portal, yet his opponent was cunning because while in one hand he holds Nate his other hand had a brick which he throws right at Rainer's head causing him to drop unconscious.

"RAINER!" Mabel called his name and using this brief distraction the godless creature dragged the still-wrestling Nate to his realm with the teen's last blood-curdling scream.

"Damn it!" Wendy smacked her right arm at a wall in frustration, cracks made on it.

Dipper and Mabel with Wendy went to grab Miller as he was unconscious only for the male of the twins to find out there is no sign of Thompson when Nate got dragged "Where is Thompson-?"

Looking and it was Thompson on the ground fainting from all this.

"Of course." Mabel's brother sighed.

"At least he is still there." Dipper's sister was just glad Thompson didn't fall victim to the revenant-looking abomination.

Then Thompson got drowned by a black muddy-like portal.

"OH COME! That was on purpose!" The ghoulish monster indeed had a sick sense of humor.

"Let's go!" Wendy raised her voice

Unexpectedly the door to the very room in which Miller broke a window got closed and locked, and with it, their hope of survival since other windows were nailed by wood.

"Use your ax on the closed windows!" Dipper told Wendy.

"My ax is a melted goo!" She reminded him.

"What does this thing even want of us!? Is it some sort of zombie??" Stan's Great Niece quizzed as the trio dragged the portal-making boy with them to the other side of the forsaken home to find anything that could help us.

"Zombies aren't this intelligent, Maybe it's a revenant of some necromantic homunculi, I don't know!" Ford's Great Nephew was at a loss.

"Whatever that is, he made a big mistake messing with me and my friends!" The redhead girl's declaration was a promise of retaliation.

HEHEHEHEHE

Upon hearing the sadist's blood-chilling chuckle Dipper readied his magnet gun, everyone could feel the hair in their body spiking up, it was like dealing with The Shapeshifter all over again except worse.

"That decrepit bastard is mocking us!" to say Wendy was agitated was an understatement of what she felt, this thing has dared to come, hunt them down like animals and play with them for its sick entertainment, a part of her was mad with fury whereas another part of her was mad with dread, for the sake of the Pines twins she put up a facade to not show any hint of fear when in reality she was experiencing a turmoil of stresses.

"Ah shucks, My grappling hook," Mabe whined as she recollected that her gun no longer has her hook when she tried to arm herself.

"I don't think a grappling hook would solve our problems this time!" Dip sarcastically added.

cracking

The sound of cracking came from the building's roof, causing them to look up and see an old chandelier doomed to plummet on them.

"LOOK OUT!" The Corduroy jumped and moved the Pines with the Friendly Neighborhood anomaly away from the crash site, smoke from all the dust of the floor filling the place, rendering vision dizzy as the force of the impact.

"Cough cough…" the male twin stood up and coughed from all the ashes enveloping him till the dust settled.

"Mabel? Wendy?" he called their names yet they didn't answer, when he looked around he understood why, no one was there, he was alone.

Dipper's mind currently raced a million miles in an hour, everything happened so fast that he couldn't properly process the situation, he wanted all this to be a bad dream except it wasn't, he never felt this amount of trepidation in a closed space since that incident with the Shapeshifter.

"Wendy? Mabel? Anyone???" he half-whispered and looked around as he breathed shakenly.

GRKAGKKKKKzzZZZ-

The cracking sounds of a radio on a table caused Mason to sprint his magnet gun at the source of the sound which was a radio that came back to life and went ahead to sing.

I don't want to say the world iiiiis on~ Fiiiire zzz-grrrr_ZKka-

The radio began crackling, behind the now panting Pines boy the Old Man with his feral expression sneaking behind him with his eyes illuminated in the dark and his hands ready to grab the unexpected prey.


Chirp-Chirp

That sound made Pacifica wake up from her bed, at first she thought she imagined things or it came from outside of the house only for the second time to prove that not only she didn't imagine but also it came inside her own room

Chirp-Chirp

Gradually after opening her eyes, she stand up and moved away from her bed, from what could gather strange sounds came inside her miniature victorian dollhouse where she put the egg from the odd package inside the instruction which stated that the egg can hatch from anywhere so she thought to put it in her dollhouse to use it as a container until she finds a suitable aquarium.

Chirp-Chirp

She slowly stepped toward the source of the sound with her golf club ready which she took in her way, anxiety had her over with a gulp in her throat and she in her mind cursed herself for her shortsightedness 'Why did I think buying a very sus egg was a good idea? In Gravity Falls for Pete's sake!'

Once close, she opened the miniature building and was ready to use her stick for whatever weird horror inside it in a quick motion. The said weird horror was anything but horrific and was fluffy as she saw to her dumbfoundedness.

Chirp-chirp

It was a pink-colored ball of fluff with black eyes, with the tail of a squirrel and the mouth of a hamster, she would have mistaken it as a hamster if it weren't for its color, squirrel-like tail, chirping like an amalgamation of a bird and a squirrel and not having any visible limbs. The weird horror that made her scared was a fluffy cute furball that was exploring its surroundings.

Paz didn't expect that at all, she looked at it for a few seconds in stupefaction until she decided to do something, maybe it was instinct or curiosity or maybe the cuteness of the creature urged her to do so, nevertheless in her next move she carefully longed her left hand toward the creature until it reaches its upper body, the fuzzy being in returned closed its eyes and hummed in satisfaction as it caresses itself on her hand, vibrating like a cat.

At that moment any worry she had melted away as she continued to caress the furball, it seems she won the lottery in finding a replacement for her sold-out pony and it didn't even cost her much, oh not to mention she can now brag about her new pet toward the girls and Mabel who has a living bacon for a pet as she smiled deviously. even humbled, no longer being the mean blonde cliché she used to be and even befriending Mabel she still had her boasting side after all, and who knows? Maybe Dipper would know a thing or two about this box or the thing even in which she was quick to name it(wasn't sure if it was she or he), That is if they and the gang of troublemakers survived to see tomorrow.