Chirp

Beaking

Chirp

Beaking

Chirp

Dipper's eyes opened from hearing the sounds of a bird and feeling a beak hitting him in the head, from there he gradually stood up feeling light-head, yet his sense slowly returned to him as he stood.

"Where…where am I?" after letting out a groan and massaging his head, he looked over and without question he was not in the dumped house anymore. He was in an open area with large columns making it look like a maze with everything being so dark but not dark enough to render him blind, just enough to make an assortment of his surroundings and his magnet gun near him which was broken as he grabbed.

"Where is…Oh God, I'm wherever that ghoul sent me!" He comprehended the reality of the situation in alarm, does this mean Mabel, Wendy and others are still alive? Is this some sort of pocket dimension? Is there a way of exit? So many questions are not there to answer, except a bird.

Chirp

The sound made him look back and to his surprise, it was a bird or more specifically a member of Poecile atricapillus aka the black-capped chickadee. The last thing he expected was to see a normal-looking bird trapped with him in this cursed place as well.

"You got trapped here too? Well, I guess that deformed monstrosity's menu isn't exclusive to humans." He sighed and said in a satirical tone, even though being funny is not what he felt, just an attempt to keep his sanity in check. To his disbelief, the bird in return gave him a chirp and he swore the bird could understand what he was saying and he felt a strange feeling of calm coming from the bird.

Chirp

The chickadee chirped and moved its head in a sign of following him, then it flew and stood on a broken column and chirped again.

"You talking with me?"

Chirp

"You can understand me!?"

Chirp

To his incredulity, the bird sounded annoyed this time for believing that he couldn't understand it. "Do you know where my friends are?"

Chirp

It chipped in what he could guess as 'of course'. after that, it flew to the ground with much distance and chirped as if beckoning him to follow it.

"Following an intelligent bird in some backwater dimension as my guide, oh well, not the weirdest thing I ever did." He concluded plainly and went after the intelligent poecile known by the Foundation as SCP-7044 which was followed by it flying over to guide him to the destination.


"CACK!"

"AAAAAH!" Mabel woke up staggered from the muddy ground, she quickly went backwards and gazed at the starting point of the sound, there she saw a corn-crake bird looking at her.

"Hello fraulein! Am christened Herr Doktor Spankoflex! Can shorten Doktor Spanko not for the long naming! Canada know which is the cacking salad way?'' The talking crex crex known by the Foundation as SCP-2337 introduced itself.

"...'Cack?', 'Salad'? What…?" She was utterly baffled by all this.

"Mean whatcha know out way fraulein?"

"What? Hehe, I'm dead, I'm in the bad place!" She laughed in an epiphany at the absurdity of all this, first a literal horror monster hunting her, her brother and the gang like a horror teenage flick and now she is stuck in what she gathered was some hellish dimension that looked like a world war 1 trench fare with a muddied ground and depressing atmosphere and currently a talking german accent bird which believed itself to be a doctor who had a problem in controlling its volume and for some reason has a fixation with the word 'Cack' and 'Salad.

"Medic opinion of a professional, need you take a few breath calming nerves, experiencing must shock attack you need processing." The worst part was she was sure the accented loudmouth was serious which made her laugh even more. "What's the cackling?" It sounded confusing.

"hehe, sorry. Here I thought Trembley was eccentric." She finally managed to collect herself, there was a time for laughing and there was a time for saving her brother and friends from the monster of the week. She let out an exhalation "Okay! I'm good now, by chance Doctor…"

"Doktor Spankoflex!"

"Let's go with Dr Spanko, so by chance have you seen any humans? Or someone who looks like me but is a boy?"

"Nein, people in masked chasing mine and I comrades, met a nasty gefährte in his schmutzige"- shudder dramatically -"smelled like salad decomposed!"

The sweater-wearing teen rolled her eyes hearing the word 'Salad' again which only made her hungry.

"Sondern, Me accompany Fauline to find long lost brother."

"Call me Mabel, please don't call me Fauline, it makes me feel old."

"Wish if you want Mable." it acknowledged

"It's Mabe- sigh, forget it, let's go before freakazoid decides to have a visit on us." The almost 15 years old didn't want to waste a moment correcting the loud bird on grammar which ironically made her feel like Great Uncle Ford every time he was correcting his brother on that "And control your volume a bit."

"Good is Mable?" he whispered or at least she thought it was him.

"Good I guess." Dipper's sister shrugged and so they looked around the strange realm in their pursuit of finding others.


Sniffing

A sniffing voice was heard and then Wendy felt something wet dripping on her shirt.

" sniffing smooth skin." a feminine voice stated, though it sounded a bit deep.

'Smooth skin?' she wonders from the bizarre note, when she opens her eyes she meets with the face of a grinning mottled-green swamp creature with oily black hair looking at her. "Smooth skin like was I."

"YAAAAH!" In instinct, she punched the face of the creature in front of her causing the entity to moan in pain while the teen with a cap hat stood still defensively with her fists. "Who are you!? What is this place!?" she demanded the humanoid creature who was rubbing her face as it backed away.

"Ow! I hurt!" she whined childishly.

"You gonna hurt a lot more for trying to eat my skin!"

"Wha? Skin Aè wanna not eat(Dead Unless you were maybe), me Ae complimenting!" the presumed swamp being named Ae waved her long arms in defense from any incoming attack.

"Well 'Aè', care to tell me by the termites of my cabin what is this place?" She slowly released her fists leading the humanoid known by the Foundation as SCP-811 to look behind her hands whilst she gradually lowered her defensive position.

"Aè does know not, Creepy Man sent Ae to his lair."

"Creepy Man?"- it didn't take much thought who she meant -"So you are a victim like me? Then-" She realized the wet substance all over her shirt was still dripping and stinking horribly.

"EEEW! You were drooling on me!?" she felt ill at the prospect of it.

"Not drooly, Dockty says mucus, look!" she grinned stupidly strangely like an oblivious child, next she showed screeded mucus from her left arm dripping to her.

"That doesn't make it any better!" Now she felt a bit green and gagged from the moist display, good thing her stomach is empty otherwise she might have puked, on second thought "I'm gonna puke Mmmh~" she ran to the nearest wall and threw up a bit.

"See? You mucus too!" That appalling comment only made her hurl harder.

After finally having sufficient control over her bladder and wiping the mucus on her shirt using spare tissues she had (She was so going to take a shower after getting out of this pocket dimension) she spoke to 811.

"Okay Aè, I'm Wendy, and I'm sorry for punching you." She apologized.

"Aè sorry too for scaring." She accepted the apology.

"Since we both are stuck in this cheesy horror flick, we should stick together to find my friends and get out of here." she proposed

"Oooh! I like cheese! And can I mucusing them?" The SCP was oblivious to the metaphor and it grinned mischievously.

The Corduroy girl cringed at the wish "It was a metaphor and no. No 'Mucusing' me or anyone."

"Awwww, a bit be?" the humanoid whined and touched its two fingers.

"No."

"A bit"

"No!"

"Just a little."

"NO!" It was like dealing with her brothers, except it's a swamp-gendered swamp monster from an old black-and-white monster movie. The swamp monster in question in response made a pouty expression and showed its tongue which made Wendy groan. 'Great, I'm stuck with a feral lagoon being even poutier than my youngest sibling and I don't know if my friends are even alive!'

"Fine! You can mucus the Creepy Man if we face him!" she surrendered with a grunt.

"Okay, Aè!" She accepted the compromise, her experience in dealing with her youngest brother made her adept at dealing with the child-acting entity, yet it didn't make it any less annoying.


For minutes Dipper followed the strange avian, passing through the labyrinth that is SCP-106's pocket dimension. As he passed on, he realized this place didn't have a stable look because as he moved he saw the columns beginning to look sharper and sharper like spikes interestingly, he kept strolling until his daze he impacted to someone else leading to them to drop backwards and groan from having both of their heads hit together, when they looked up they met similar but different faces resulting in instantaneous recognition.

"Mabel?"

"Dipper!"

The reunited siblings rushed with Mason to let out a silent prayer and hugged his found sibling.

"Are you alright? Did that ghoul hurt you?" He quickly searched her up and sputtered questions about her well-being.

"I'm fine bro, except for getting a bit muddied, and hungry and having to hear the talking bird's babbling I'm 100 percent fine," she stated her state with a joke.

"Talking bird?" At first, he thought he meant another of his companions until he found out otherwise.

"Greetings!"

"Aaah!" he jumped from the sudden booming voice in ambush and saw a corn-crake bird, he wasn't the only one with a bird companion.

"Am christened Herr Doktor Spanko-"

"His name is Dr Spanko." Dipper's sister interrupted him with a roll of her eyes.

"Kill fun." it was irked.

"He is adorable, Can we keep him?"

"Mabel, you already have a-

"Oh! You have a pet!" She gazes at the black and yellow chickadee. "Did you name her? Can it talk too?"

"No, it could be a male and no it can't, though it seems to understand what I say and I think it has empathic abilities from the sense of calm I keep feeling from it."

The bird in question continued chirping from a rock it sat on as it seemed to try to show them.

"Avian she follows seems urgent."

"You can understand it? And it's a she?"

"Am a bird." Spanko replied plainly.

"Right, stupid question." he rebuffed and they continued the chase.

After approximately 5 minutes they were now in place with columns turning into zigzag walls till they found what 7044 was.

"SWEET SALLY!" Mabel claps one hand on her mouth.

"Well, here is a new addition to our nightmares," Dipper added in dread.

What they saw was the corpse of what they perceived as a guard with bloody writing on a wall near it. They were no strangers to seeing dead bodies such as when Dipper raised the dead quite literally; however, what makes this one especially unsettling for them is that his eyes were hollow, the corpse looked burnt and from the looks of it something acidic got spilled on the guard, had an unfamiliar symbol on his shoulder of 3 arrows pointing at each other in a circle and his mouth was wide open with his right-hand stand still on the wall.

The non-talkative bird now was nuzzling in sad chirping near the dead guard and considering the body was fresh to their horrific realization the man died maybe an hour or two later.

"We were too late, he was trying to find help," Mason said solemnly while Mabel also looked downhearted from this, even the eccentric crex crex didn't utter anything as they took a moment in respect for the dead while the black and yellow bird sang sadly.

When Dipper looked upon the wall, he saw only 3 big words which did not guess that he wrote it with his own blood, reminding Dipper eerily of the infamous 'Trust No One' line the author of the journals who is his Great Uncle who wrote that when he was at the brink of insanity thanks to Bill haunting him, except instead of that line it was:

Secure Contain Protect

"Secure, Contain, Protect? Of what?"

"Maybe it's a mantra guards do in their free time?" Mabel tried to alleviate the situation by adding levity, although she was no less disturbed than her twin by the graphic scene.

Later, the emphatic bird then flew away and sat on Dipper's shoulder and began chirping.

"Nothing you could have done little gal, I doubt we would be able to save him." He reassured it with a gentle touch on its head.

Chirp

It vocalized in acknowledgement.

"-COME AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN YOU EXPIRED PICKLE!" a familiar sound was heard roaring from a distance.

"That's Wendy!" Mabel realized.

"Come on!" Her twin urged them to follow so the twins and the avian went for the sound.


As Wendy and SCP-811 explored the forsaken realm, they were now between walls in a maze which as Wendy understood got sharper the more they walked in a certain direction

" Aè wonders, idea on how we get out- Mmmmh?" her mouth got shut by Corduroy.

"Shhh!" Corduroy looked at a sharp column where they saw a human skull impaled and that wasn't the only one as they saw bones and skeletons of humans spread across with some clothing articles.

"Creepy Man is near." she asserted from her survival instinct. "Eew! Did you just lick my hand!?" she whispered outrageously while she washed mucus away on a ripped fiber cloth.

"To taste your smooth skin!" the redhead cringed at the seemingly innocent remark, which can be interpreted in so many wrong ways; nevertheless, this wasn't the time for it so she snuck forward with a sign to 811 to follow.

As they snuck by, they saw from behind a stone a ghastly sight that made Wendy look with a wide mouth at the swamp woman looking with an eyebrow up, there behold it was a throne in which SCP-106 sat with barbed wires and bones decorating it, yet what made the sight ghastly was the bones or seeing the Old Man himself, but what was around him. Behind his throne there was an unconscious Rainer stick to a piece of wood high enough to tower the throne in a mocking display of crucified Jesus Christ and around the throne on the walls was her gang stuck in the wall like they got to pass through it midway, their mouths and parts of their body was covered by ropes and patchworks and the most horrific fact of all was that they, as she saw, were still conscious with their eyes moving; however, they couldn't move because they were trapped. 106 who was on his black obelisk throne looked bored with one hand on his chin Deciding to have some fun, he started contemplating which of his acquired victims he should torture first and also to drag his other victims here, the fat one? Too easy, the girl one? Was fun snatching her unexpectedly but would be derivative. The tall one? Would probably squeal like a pig the very first moment, that guy named 'Nick' was it? His scream was music to his ears so maybe after, that bootlicking Foundation dog? Is still unconscious? He wants to do it when that undeserving of his power wakes up, the emo? Oh yes, he grinned back at Robbie who cowered from his gaze by whimpering with his still shut mouth which made 106 grin. Even more perturbed, next he stood up from his throne and treaded slowly and menacingly, whilst he was so his right hand started dropping black liquid which thanks to their acidic property started hissing from their impact to the ground leaving trails of burns. Seeing this, Dan's only daughter comprehended that she didn't have much time so she formulated a plan in a rush 'Think Corduroy, think! Think!' she thought frantically until she saw a machete near a guard skeleton. The black entity was now closer to Valentino with hand secreting black acid getting closer and closer to his face up until a stone hit him from the back of his head.

He looked back annoyed and puzzled and saw the redhead teen with a machete, "HEY YOU! COME AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN YOU EXPIRED PICKLE!" while she shouted she gave the amphibian humanoid to go and try to save the captured from behind, the sadist expression changed from annoyance to a vicious smirk, how adorable, one of his victims think she can take him with that trinket, perhaps she needs an education on who rules his realm by breaking her bones. While he went for the daredevil, 811 went to untie the captured teens.

"Aè bestie with Wen!" She assured the frantic teens before doing anything, the imprisoned she could only destroy the patchwork part, not the part where they were stuck well on the wall. an idea formed in her mind, looking at the teens mischievously she used her mucus to rob the first teen she was nearest which happened to be Tambry over the detained parts to Tambry's disgust using her screeded liquid like butter to make the detains loose, although she made sure to the mucus won't hit any orifices as it can be painful due to the bacterias that lived in it.

When 106 got near the red-haired teenager who, although flinched, still looked at the monstrosity in front of her with defiance with her weapon ready, oh he was going to take his time in breaking her.

"WENDY!" a male voice shouted. There a set of twins with two birds flying over came sprinting.

"CACK VILLAIN!" the corn cake bird shouted as it with its fellow avian flowed toward the surprised ghoulish man.

SCP-7044 was mad, it rarely felt hatred excluding cats but this black demon managed to do so, it was a being of malignant who took sick pleasure in torturing his victims a complete anathema of the healer she was when the empathic bird found the guard he was a broken mess begging for an end to as he moved in the corridor blinded, 7044 was no medical doctor to heal his wounds all she could be to use its empathic abilities to calm him down until it found someone to help or at least his final moments to be in peace. Now, this vile trash was going to inflict suffering on these teenagers, in a fit of rage it let out and screamed.

BOOOOOOOM!

SCP-7044 instances' other anomalous ability is their capability in producing highly concentrated sonic blasts that can provide deadly for average humans on direct contact, it's continual scream made 106 throw away with the force of a car at a near wall which broke from the collision and then again on another wall.

GAAAAAAAGH!

The Old Man shrieked in pain as he shut its ears to protect his ears, even so, he could feel the drums of his hearing ripping apart with his blood which was as black as his heart pouring from his ears.

The sonic blast was loud enough to wake SCP-4051 to consciousness.

"Wha-what happen-?" he woke up and saw the scene, Wendy seeing the situation came to aid in freeing the prisoners so as the twins.

"Did you know she could do that??" Mabel exclaimed, amazed by the chickadee's power.

"No, I didn't." her brother retorted, as astounded as her as the duo went freeing the captured

"I'll explain the plot synopsis!" Wen swung her machete to throw at the Friendly Neighborhood Keter.

"WAIT!" Too late, the machete threw over and hit on one of his bands which freed his left hand, using his one liberated hand he summoned a knife from a small portal to free his other tie and then drop from the crucible to the ground, landing with feet.

"Just kill me now," Tambry whined with mucus on her so as the freed Thompson and Robbie.

"I regret everything." The emo stated deadpan.

"Oooh! You look like albino slug!" Swamp entity said about him.

"Ehhhhh…thanks?" the emo weirded out by the humanoid amphibian's comment.

"Who's she?" Mason asked the Corduroy girl on the Swamp Woman.

"I'll explain later," she assured him.

Out of sudden, sharp spikes grow out of the place 7044 pinned 106 into the latter up on a grown column.

GRRR AAAAAH!

The Old Man was now wrathful, they dared to attack him in his kingdom!? Let's show those naughty kids and pesky birds why the Foundation has learned to fear him, just then he summoned spikes to throw at the yellow bird which had to dodge to not be impaled and then he looked back at his almost-freed prisoners with venomous gawk, he like a planker skied on a tombstone racing with speed toward the startled teenagers leaving a trail of destruction and unhinged rocks coming up. Quickly acting the teenager with anomalous ability beckoned a bat from one hand and hold it with two of his hands, when the malicious SCP got close enough he with a cry smack his bat on the attacker, to the surprise of the opponent and the others the bat upon contact combustion happened, resulting in the Old Man to be tossed away passing a couple of walls.

"How did you do that!?" Wendy asked in awe.

"It's 23- a bat that can combust." he fastly corrected himself to not reveal anything more, he may reveal his anomalous abilities but they were still in the dark about him being an insider and the Foundation, for all they know he was just one of the oddities attracted by Gravity Falls's magnet for weirdness as much as it irked him to deceive his new friends.

The fight wasn't over, SCP-106 came from where he was hit and growled, instead of coming this time summoned spikes from the ground causing the group to divide in alarm, when he got close enough he learned painfully that SCP-7044 wasn't the only bird with sonic powers.

"SALADING SURPRISEEEEEE!" SCP-2337 yelled with a booming voice near his ear, temporarily disoriented by the unexpected sonic he tried to snatch Spanko only for it to flow away, just then Wendy roared as she ran toward the discontented monster on her way she grasped an empty rifle from one of the dead skeletons she attacked and tried to use it like a bludgeon. Old Man summoned another spike from the ground causing her to duck to not get killed, Dipper and Mabel with others lay hold of whatever they could and came to attack, 106 wanted to respond in kind before another sonic blast from SCP-7044 interrupted him and hit him with the 811 spitting her bacterial infected mucus on his face.

AAAAAAAGH!

He cried in pain, feeling his eyes being eaten by microscopic organisms when the gang got closer to their tormenter and started beating him senseless, he but not before Rainer smack his head with the explosive property of SCP-2398, after which Old Man spilled acid on him which lucky for 4051 it only burned a side way of his arm instead of a direct hit with an audible yelp and after that was when the beating started.

"HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT CREEP!" Lee used an empty shotgun as a hammer.

"AÈ MUCUSED YA! HAHAHAHA!" The Swamp Woman stated triumphantly.

"THIS IS GRAVITY FALLS! WE DEALT WITH WAY MEANER THAN Y-YO-YOU IRREDEEMABLE FILTH!" Mabel used a bone to hit.

"THAT'S FOR MAKING ME DROP MY PHONE IN THE ABANDONED HOUSE!" Tambry kicked instead of grabbing a tool.

"THIS IS FOR MAKING ME MESS MYSELF!" Thompson in an uncharacteristic bellow throws a big stone which he holds throw at the still-beating entity which impressed his fellow teenagers.

Wendy collected herself and was going to join them and get up only to stand frozen by something catching her eye, the stone thorn attacks on her brought up a series of disjointed bones; nonetheless, it wasn't that but a skewed piece of clothing with the symbol of an ouroboros circle with one eye in the middle of a dagger or a sword with two antlers, two bat wings and chains. The sigil opened dormant memories in the darkest parts of her mind, vivid memories like pictures of a videotape flashing over of a time in the snow in the woods seeing a redhead woman with a cut hairstyle looking at her sadly who was her mother and then another image of her being taken by a hooded man with her on his hands carrying to the dark wood wearing the same sign as the skewed clothing in front of her.

"-Wendy! Wendy! Get up!" the shouts of her name got her out of her trans, seeing Dipper near her.

ENOOOOOOOOUGH!

The Old Man roared mighty with a one word and force of will pushing everyone around him falling back, to be beaten best by the Foundation or anomalies were one thing, but to be defeated by mere children and rejects!? That's a humiliation he won't accept, after this, he then summoned portals under the caught-off-guard teens with their companion anomalies spitted out of his realm.

The group exclaimed as they on their way outside all hit the bottom of a cliff with force and piled together, all moaning in pain.

"Owww, my head…" Nate responded.

"Aè can feel two humps on his head." Aé wondered.

"Sorry, that's my butt." Thompson groaned embarrassed.

"Stop drooling on me frog lady!" Robbie complained about being too close to Swamp Woman for his comfort and feeling her produced mucuses.

"It's Mucus!" she outrageously gave gritted teeth which shut the excuse of a goth good from seeing the sharpness.

SCP-7044 and Spanko on the other hand were birds so they flowed and sat on the pile.

"Cacking salad was that unexpect!" Dr Spanko said near his fellow anomalous avian simply chirped in reply.

"At least we got rid of the old creep." Lee sighs in relief.

Subsequently, SCP-106 the said 'old creep showed up from a portal in front of the teens who looked with murder in his eyes and promised of torturing the delinquents for years until they become nothing but a shadow of their former selves and surprisingly seemed to not be damaged a bit because his eyes no longer have an infection and his ears no longer seem to bleed.

"What is this guy made of!?" Dipper exclaimed in frustration with his hands open.

"Pure Evil?" Mabel's question was more a statement than a question.

"You still want some you ugly zombie twat!? Come and get a taste of Corduroy's fist!" Wendy yelled at 106 as acid dripped from him and having a savage grin with its unhygienic teeth showing up, time for play was over, time to match their youthful faces with himself by acidic surgery!

Without warning, the savior of the gang of teenagers and anomalies came in the form of a van with every speed limit possible violated, broke through the bushes at the top of a hill and jumped over "HEY THERE JACKASS!" a man with a cowboy hat grinning Cheshire who drove a black and white ford van yelled as the vehicle jumped from the cliff and crash toward the caught-off Guard Foundation's resident sadist who had no time to have his shock breaking free as the van crashed on him with force sending him and the van to the other side of the portal, thought since the van was from above the gang they couldn't get a good look on who was driving with exception of Rainer who identified from the sound.

"What was that?" Tambry exclaimed, wishing she had her phone to record this.

"I don't know, but that was metal!" Lee commented in awe.

Everyone with their eyes sockets came up surprised by this turn of events, Rainer pretended to be ignorant as much as them by shaking his head frantically and widening his eyes, though secretly in his mind he groaned because it seems there is no end to the eccentrics of the Infamous Foundation decommissioner, flabbergasted by what he saw and also admitted that it was very metal.