There was darkness, it felt like water, yet you could feel the suffocating void everywhere then, gradually the head of a giant eel with two milky luminous eyes appeared, looking back at you.
ThE tRuE eNeMy HaS yEt To ReVeAl
And then; Stan wakes up seeing he is in a bar with no one but himself and the bartender and swore under his breath.
Even after 2 years, those dead eyes from the deep sometimes haunt him in his dreams; Ford thinks the creature had a memetic effect on him which he assured would in time disappear, although he did say he could randomly see dreams related to it. That damn eel even not physically here haunts him every time he thought this was it, this was when he is finally free, and then just when he thought so it comes in and gives him a scare, if he didn't know better he would say that cursed eel is a prankster. It was night by now, the anomalies he and his brother brought are now in McGucket Mansion (yes, including that pest of a bot), his brother said he had some errands to do so he left him in the bar with his pet dinosaur inside the Stanmobile (he would never admit it but Chompy as grown on him hence why he keep bringing him to wherever he went).
With a grunt, he looked at his empty bottle. "More poison please." He told the bartender who in response poured a bit from his empty glass and left, afterwards Ley drank the liquid whole and when he put it on the table and to his surprise, he saw a man next to him. He was sure he didn't hear any footsteps, but the man in question wore a hooded brown clothing who was just looking at his filled glass, not even taking a sip, just watching the liquid inside it moving as he gently shook it.
"Rough night eh?"
"Not how I would describe it." He spoke with a thick middle eastern accent and sure enough, he was middle eastern as he looked back at Stanley which gave him a good look at the stranger, in his 20s, with red scleras who had these red tattoos around his hand and face with jet black hair. Despite looking younger compared to himself the conman could swear he sounded much older than he should be and his eyes said the same.
"You must be the famous Stan Pines, the guy who helped with the…you-know-who?" He spoke sardonically.
The previous Mr. Mystery narrowed his eyes, even with the secrecy no longer tight up about the Weirdmageddon there was a policy of not mentioning that to outsiders, so perhaps this guy simply heard about it and thought of it as a joke so came in just to annoy him?
"If you mean the guy who used to charge suckers extra, then sure why not?" He jabbed, and the mystery man chuckled.
"That too, although it is not like you see some normie who passed their prime defeating a reality-warping demon." Normie? What was this guy talking about?
"Oh, by the way, can you sign me this?" He brought a paper and what he saw made him grimace. "Sign it right here.'' The tattooed man said mockingly, the paper was an old wanted poster of himself during his time as a con artist when he traveled cross-country, a bounty hunter or some schmuck he conned then tapped a finger at the poster.
"Oh sure buddy, just let me get my pen…" he slowly reached for his revolver and quickly brought it only for his gun. In a blink of an eye gets thrown by a black dagger which fixes on a wall as the weapon is hung by the trigger guard. Stan looked astonished while the hooded man with a shrug urge him to pick up his gun adding more to Stan's astonishment, feeling offended that he wasn't even considered a threat he grabbed his empty glass and throw it at the enemy who with an impassive look dodge it easily and finally take a sip from his drink, afterwards Ley jumps from his chair and rushes to his revolver and after regaining turns weapon, he turn back to the hooded man with his projectile tool pointed who ran toward him with his glass on his other hand. The elder Pines shoot one time; however, his opponent simply sidestep the shot and toss his gun away again with a backhand, quickly reacting the Pines grabbed an empty bottle on a table and tries to hit him on the head who once again darted with the bottle in question breaking it's a bottle into a sharp set of glasses.
"Sloppy." the attacker taunted, the old Pines kept attacking but the stranger evaded any attack.
"Why-are-you-so-fast!?" the conman uttered until his old age got to him and made him stop in track to breathe.
"Breaths Just a moment... Breaths… "- he gestured to the amused younger-looking man as he breathed shakily -" Then I will kick your ass later…"
The man with red tattoos chuckled only to then bellow in mocking laughter "And here I thought you Pines were supposed to be formidable monster hunters, guess I should've given a visit to your beloved twin instead or those kids' parents."
Hearing that, Stan fastly reacted with a newfound determination putting his knuckles and sprinting toward the one who dared to threaten his family, the man who threatened his family on the other hand gave a feral grin materialized a big black sword from thin air, before Stan could register what he saw the sword blocked his knuckles with a loud metallic sound. Next, the assailant seized him by his shirt and tossed him away to a mirror that was hanging on the wall resulting in it being broken into pieces while the Pines immediately after his collision fell to the ground. The elder Pines let out a pained groan from the collision and one of the pieces of the mirror getting stuck on his back as he crawled whereas the stranger with his melee weapon gradually came close toward him.
"What's wrong? Did I break you too much?" He asked in fake worry as he grinned maliciously.
Stanley knew by now that whoever this is, is no human or at least any ordinary human as last time he checked average humans don't summon weapons out of nowhere and he had no chance of beating him, so he grabbed one of his smoke grenades while the maniac with a sword who was dragging his sword on the floor with painful cracking sound of the sharp tool leaving a trail on it and then he threw at the incoming enemy. The enemy in question just blocked his smoke bomb with his stupidly big anime sword which lead to the bomb reflecting and then on the floor which made it explode into smoke, realizing his prey was trying to get away he raced and swang his sharp blade at where his defenseless opponent once which only hit on the ground where there was no sign of the defeated elder with the sound of a driven car can be heard from the outside of the bar.
"Humphf, disappointing." He expressed disappointment and was unimpressed.
Then the sound of tires was heard getting close after which a car driven by a certain elderly man passed over the now broken door of the bar. Is that a dinosaur he sees in the front sitting near the driver?
"UP HERE SUCKA!"
The car hits the psychopath which led to him being thrown away to the holding place for drinks, laying there unconscious with shattered bottles and poured liquid.
"YA MESSED WITH THE WRONG FAMILY!" The now victorious Pines roared then with the sound of gearing tires, moved backwards and drove away.
The defeated psychotic stranger woke up with grunts of pain, feeling the glasses penetrating his body with alcohol giving him a burning sensation from his injuries, two fingers touch a wound from his left cheek and looked at his blood, instead of outrage like any average person he grinned wolfish and cackles as if being hit by a car and seeing his own blood was the funniest thing he ever saw.
It was night, and Soos decided to throw a party in the Shack as a way of getting more money from anyone who comes inside and charge them extra if they want to be out of the party (sometimes Melody wonders if Stan is a good influence or a bad influence on Soos or maybe both). There was no heard of the salesman moth and the talking bird with a volume problem, last time he heard of them they went outside with the insect with a helmet saying something about "pollinating" like any member of the butterfly family, the Grunkles haven't returned yet, the girls came back although with troubling stories about robots, men with gas masks and a homicidal lizard so it was agreed that until the great uncles have returned they stay in the shack thought Aé stayed out and stayed hidden in the bathroom which Soos put a sign of 'damaged' to discourage anyone from entering it, although considering this is teenagers we are talking about and they may get the idea that some damaged bathroom nobody uses is the best way to…do improper kinds of stuff with no one's notice the door is locked by Mr Ramirez until the guests are out.
Dipper doesn't know what happened to Aé that caused the normally cheerful amphibian humanoid to look dispirited but from what the girls said, it seems she is troubled by her episode even though she is the very reason why Candy and Grenda are still alive. Wendy so as the rest of the teens of Gravity Falls came in as normal to any teenager they couldn't resist partying, Wendy acted cool and her normal self but he knew the truth, knowing her for 2 years made Mason adept in seeing when she was in distress behind her pretense, joining this party and hanging out with her friends is simply her coping mechanism which he doesn't blame, he would have reacted even worse if he was in her shoes and he knows what is like to have some unknown horror following your family like a predator waiting for the right time to strike as it follows its prey.
What does it all mean? The attackers, Wendy's mother, the sudden surge of weirdness, the Foundation? How are all these related? He could feel in his guts there was a bigger picture he wasn't seeing, as the Pines boy was deep in thought, Eir was sleeping near the closed window on a half-opened matchbox which she nested with leaves and wood, Mabel thought it was so cute that she took a lot of pictures till she left the room.
'Maybe this book can tell me something I'm missing…' he reasoned, gazing at the green book with the sign of a golden serpent and a tree at the end of its tail, a book that was supposedly written by his and Mabel's father, maybe it was not his father but some alternate version of him? After all, Ford told him of the existence of the parallel earths and Mabel herself met different versions of herself.
"Journey to the Anomalous World…" He read the title, and after this, he opened the list page.
"Anti Memetics, Reality Benders, the Occult Wars, Ancient Civilizations, Races, Thaumaturgy, gods and demons…"
Decided to start from the gods and demons section of the book.
There he saw two pages, one of a mechanical being with a hammer and the other was something out of body horror with fleshy tendrils. Both entities seem to be locked in a battle against each other.
'Mekhan the Broken God, ruler of universes of enlightenment and order where sentient life reached its potential and ascended beyond their instincts and basic urges.'
'Yaldabaoth the God Eater, is said to rule upon universes of chaos and primal instinct where life is nothing but cattles to feed it and itself.'
'Wonder if this inspired Gnosticism…' he thought as there was already an entity named Yaldabaoth from Gnosticism and this mythos is similar to the said religion considering in it the material world is considered as flawed and evil and that through knowledge and insight, salvation can be found and dealing with enlightenment and illusion.
"Some say Mekhan and Yaldabaoth are siblings, others say they were lovers, what is commonly agreed upon is that Yaldaboath did not like sentient life developing and rising up while Mekhan was felt with pride so they locked in a battle. Mekhan sacrificed itself to use its own body to cage Yaldabaoth so that intelligent life prosper, as of today the followers of Mekhan are trying to repair their machine god while the sarkites want to either free the god of flesh or feed upon it to gain ascension, for more information on the cults and religions spawned from this two gods check the Groups of Interest section.'
Mason made a mental note to later check these "Groups of Interest."
The next page showed a flaming anthropomorphic humanoid with antlers.
'Pangloss He-Who-Walks-Beneath-Dreams, a deity of primordial flame who wanders and seeks aid from those who need it, is one of the most benevolent of gods I have learned of and yet, even good people can make mistakes. During the reign of the Children of the Night also known as the Yerens he took a special interest in the Children of the Sun which was us humanity when were primitive cavemen and gifted them like Prometheus, we homo sapiens in return used the gift of knowledge to overthrow the homo nocturnus and lay waste to their civilization, and now as we live in the comfort of our civilization what little of the Nightwalkers survived either live scattered or in the woods isolated in a great reversal irony. I wonder if Pangloss still holds love for us? Or have we tainted his love for us? Or is it himself that he blames as he now has the title of the trickster?'
The next page was of a snake which had feathers and what could be described as a third eye at the center of its head rolling around two trees.
'The Serpent the Paragon of All Knowledge known by many names such as Kukulkán, Nahash and Quetzalcoatl, is the personification of knowledge and the owner of the Wanderer's Library where every work of literature and knowledge that is gained and will be gained is stored, only my group the Serpent's Hand and those she let can access to her library which is highly sought out across the multiverse.'
Three dark figures with two of them had eyes on places on their faces humans don't have, one had a scythe, one had a hood and the third looked like he was a swirly form of energy with a ring for a head.
'The Brother Death, said to be the three aspects of death:'
'Small Death: individual death.'
'Great Death: mass death.'
'All-Death: the inevitable death of all.'
'Well duh.'Dipper thought, it was too obvious from the names.
'They are the reapers who come for all when they reach the end of the journey so that they can reincarnate or move to their respective afterlives, their powers are uncontested save for the Almighty and even the Scarlet Conquer has learned to fear them for death comes for all.'
This one was just an illustration of a shining light.
'The Almighty, said to be the grand architect of all creation and the inspiration for the singular God in Abrahamic religions, none not even Brother Death are above him or ever hope to comprehend.'
'Guess religion is true after all…' Dipper thoughted amusingly.
There were these shadowy and dark morphing clouds with countless hungry maws opened up to eat.
'Pattern Screamers the Neverwere, zero-point energy-based life forms making them the lowest forms life could support and for that they see other forms of life with envy and hate, they are often echos of dead universes like ghosts yet even worse, feeding on them like maggots around corpses. These vacuum energy beings have an insatiable hunger for normal forms of matter and energy especially life forms who follow the common rules of quantum mechanics so it is not advisable to ever try contacting one, though there were rare instances of pattern screamers who not only have sentience but can be reasoned. '
'Incredible…' he heard of the theory of the lowest form of energy that can be created by quantum, but to learn that not it was only possible but there are entities based upon it…
This one was some 5-pointed star with an eye at the center.
'The Escapee' [REDACTED] …
'That's odd, the details have been redacted.' When he looked down, he found the reason why.
'WARNING: due to the highly memetic nature, the details are only visible to those resistant to it.'
With an annoyed shake of his head, he chose to move forward, since there was already a party and he could just read this after, he decided to move pages fastly to have a glimpse of other pages.
'He-Who-Made-Dark and He-Who-Made-Light…'
Two figures of dark and light like an ouroboros snake on each other.
'The Guardian….'
A swelling mass of multiple clouds of colors.
'The Hanged King…'
A hanged mummified humanoid with a boney looking crown and one red eye with a black pupil gazing.
'The Archivists…'
A group of hooded humanoids, one side of their clothing was black and the other half was white with their faces unseeable in darkness with only stars illuminating all over them.
'The Saturn Deer…'
A green deer with the face of a human with rings of orbs floating over it.
'The Gate Guardian…'
A flaming figure with a flaming sword and two flaming wings guarding an entrance.
'Time Giants…'
Green Giants with overgrowned big heads and red eyes.
'Rakmou Lasun, the god of the universal Church of the Second Hytoth…'
A glinting orb with alien symbols and some sort of 7 pointed pentagram at the center.
'Ur-An-Uum the goddess of the Children of the Night…'
Some black entity with rings around it.
'I really need to learn who these Children of the Night are.' he frowned, this was the third time he heard of them.
'The Cicadetta God…'
A crucified cicadetta on a cross.
'Anantashesha the Unending Serpent…'
An eel with pupil-less eyes and blue-green colors.
'Xolotl also known as Axolotl…'
That one made him pause momentarily, Grunkle Ford told him of this multiversal entity even more powerful than Cipher and an oracle who aided him in finding a way to end Bill's threat by his quantum destabilizer which of course things didn't go as he planned, not to mention one time he and Mabel one time had time-traveling shenanigans in search of a Time Pirate's treasure which the whole thing as it was the typical nature of Time Travel was so convoluted that they weren't sure if that really happened or to what extent happened (a medieval version of Wendy, he and his twin becoming Mafia and meeting this aztec deity which was…well a giant floating Axolotl, things were wild). Though this one instead of looking like a giant salamander had Mayan/Aztect aesthetics and looked like the cross between a dog and a dragon without wings with only the Axolotl tail being recognizable, Great Uncle Ford did say Axolotl took many forms.
After recalling, he wanted to leave and join the party but what he saw in the next few pages made him pause for good.
'Khahrahk the Scarlet King…'
It was a black and scarlet entity with antlers and hateful eyes drawn over his body, reminding him of the Scarlet figure Wendy described to him and too many of those baleful eyes he saw on the monitors. So he continued to read with a shudder. And 7 circles showing 7 féminité figures in chains except for one who seemed to break from her chains.
'Known as the Crimson Khan, Shormaush Urdal, King of the Darkness Below, Defiler of Worlds, King of Dust and Blood and many other titles…'
A chilling realization came in, reminded of that very creepy message of a "King of Dust and Blood" he saw from the monitors when Wendy was on the machine, feeling the hair on the back of his neck slightly spiked with a cold sweat coming in.
'...An old god from a long dead pantheon worshiped by the extinct ancient subhuman barbarian mags thrice to be cursed Daevites whose empire was run by slavery and such deplorable cruelty that most records of them were destroyed by historians and their own slaves who burned their blacken kingdom to their ground in their uprising with some later being known as Nälkä or as the slang term the Mekhanites use the Sarkites hoping for them to be left forgotten by time and yet, the cult of the Children of the Scarlet King in the modern times has risen. In infancy unlike his siblings; he had the gift of awareness and it filled him with pain and hatred for existence, for himself and his siblings who were slaves to their own urges to the point that he slayed his siblings, stole their powers and swore to end all creation. There are 3 rules in Red Ruler's mythology:'
'Law of Blood: Premodernity.'
'Law of Concrete: Modernity.'
'Law of Howling: the eternal war between the Old and the New.'
'He is the personification of nihilism, the old world's revenge and the most dangerous and vile being I ever had the displeasure of knowing about, he leads legions of abominations and monstrosities gathered by those who bend the knee or empowered by him or have born from his 7 brides either directly or indirectly, all the 7 but one broken and reforged into something darker by their king with 7 seals:'
'A'tivik: the King's favorite, her seal is dominion though her children are few, they are wise and royal as she is to her king.'
'A'ghor: her seal is longing, for she has an emptiness; no amount of weeping or bringing forth many children like tides could fill her void.'
'A'distat: has great spite for her sisters to the point that she and her children brought pestilence to all she surveyed, her seal is desolation.'
'A'zieb: a powerful beast terrible to behold who gave birth to beasts like her who fear no weapon with healing abilities, her seal is wrath as she is forever in conflict.'
'A'nuht: her seal is lacking, frail body and crippled like his offsprings for the King was wary of their powers, wise in ways of arcane yet forever thirsty.'
'A'tellif: lost in the shadows whose children could shapeshift and walk unseen and for that, her seal is hidden.'
Reading this part reminded him of the Shapeshifter from the first summer, making him morbidly wonder if he was somehow related to A'tellif or not, he may never know. The last one gave him a pause, recalling what the cultist who threaten Wendy's mother said.
'A'habbat: the weakest of the sisterhood, yet the one defiant who refused to be broken by the Red Archon and instead of monstrosities she gave birth to mighty heroes and hunters taught by her to put an end to the King in Red, all have failed.'
'However, one remained, one that will one day dwarf even the God of the Below and put an end to his tyranny of blood and dust once and for all, her seal is hope for she dared to dream of the impossible and even in the darkest times she was bold to dream.'
Knock knock
With a yelp, Dipper jumped off from the sound and closed the book.
"Hello? Earth to bro? You're missing the party!" It was his sister Mabel behind the door.
"Nono, I was just checking some…scary book."
It wasn't a total lie, the things he read had given him an existential crisis to an extent, he knew for a fact there are other god-like beings like Bill, Time Baby and the Axolotl but to learn there are even more with some even dwarfing them in such details and learning that Wendy's mother is involved in all this…
"Well come back here before you go overdrive like you always do when reading, you will be busy reading until the middle of the night."
Dipper rolled his eyes and he couldn't object as he does have a habit of overdriving himself when he was reading something that interested him. Decided now it wasn't the best time to have an existential crisis or tell his sister the fact that not only their father was some sort of occult investigator much less tell her of this grimoire's contained world-shattering knowledge, he hide it under his bed and walked toward the door, he would do more readings and tell his sister when the party was over same with Wendy both of whom deserve to know, now it's not the time to raise the dead again.
Back at the party, Wendy was hanging with the teens as she hanged on a wall, pretending to listen to the teenagers chatting when in reality she looked at the filled cup in her hand, the memory of her mother, the cultists and having her lifeless body in her hands was still fresh in her head.
'Damnit, get a hold of yourself. you're a Corduroy, not some pansy emotional girl, get a grip!'
That condescending part of her mind was chastising her for showing weakness, that voice that constantly told her to bottle it all up like a pro every time she was in distress. So she did, pouring all those metaphorically as she drank at the cup outside of her mind on her hand. Despite the sweetness of her drinks, those baggers she swallowed tasted sour on her soul.
There, her friends acted like typical teenagers, settled to join in to at least forget about all this momentary.
"-It's not like everyone can pop out objects whenever they are hunted by a scary ass ghoul! And that's coming from the guy whose parents work in a cemetery."
"Like bravery, bailing on everyone and then meeting a literal ghoul and then fainting and messing yourself, my zombie-like fellow?" Miller joked with an eyebrow.
"Oooooh!" Lee and Nate simultaneously vocalized.
"Okay fair that was stupid, but oh I am so going to make a whole angsty song about you!" Robbie replied belittlingly.
"Or you can just brood inside a burial ground and rip off a band?" Wendy jeered with a smirk.
"OOOOOH!" The dumb twins vocalized again while others laughed.
"IS EVERYONE TEAMED-UP TO DUCK ON ME!?!?!" Robbie shouted out.
"Sorry ex, you are just too easy to tease." Tambry chuckled.
Somewhere in the crowd, this deceiving beautiful teenage Asian girl was looking at the crowd, she is not who she appears to be as she walked around with a tight-lipped smile as she secretly grow her nails sharper as she looked at SCP-4051 and then at SCP-4814 who on the other side of the crowd pretending to be some random teenager looking around shyly with ill-intent. Whereas, an orange slimy creature had its gaze toward the Mystery Twins and with more interest toward the Corduroy girl.
As Melody was outside of the Shack waiting for new customers to come, Soos came in to check on her and the latter kissed her on his cheek.
"How's it going?" Soos asked.
"I wouldn't say it was as great as last year, but it's good."
"Yeah, about the newcomers I'm sorry, I wasn't specific when I told you."
"It's okay honey, honestly a talking bird and a merchant moth aren't exactly the weirdest thing I ever saw, or a robot and a literal alien or a swamp woman who made cleaning the bathroom a nightmare…" she pondered and recalled with a haunted stare to the woods, Soos chuckled nervously considering he just let SCP-811 hide in the bathroom again, there was honestly no way Melody was going to clean all the mucus 811 made off the bathroom again unless he doesn't value his wife's sanity. Speaking of, SCP-2337 and SCP-2598 came in flying and sat on the table.
"Hey, dudes! Didn't think you would come in." Mr. Mystery greeted the two anomalous creatures.
"WE HEARD THERE WAS A PARTY GOING ON, SO WE SAW IT AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO ATTRACT CUSTOMERS."
"And we bring some die Gesellschaft!" Spanko spoke the last part in Germany excitedly.
"Die whot?" Soos was confused, in contrast to his wife who started to understand what they meant when her creased brow halted.
"PARTY IS OPEN." The anomalous moth declared next that a whole swarm of definitely-not-humans or not-normal humans rushed.
"WAIT! IT COSTS- !" Soos couldn't finish when a horde sprinted into the shack, Melody had to move him away to not get stumped by them.
Gnomes, Manotaurs, Unicorns and even some new cryptids none recognized which were either anomalies that fled during containment failure in a raid against Foundation or categorized by them, some were just downright bizarre even compared to Gravity Falls's paranormal inhabitants. All flooded the shack and there was no stopping it.
Instances of SCP-1000 known more commonly as Big Foots then looking confusingly at Sascrotch who is supposed to be a sasquatch model who for some reason wore underwear.
"Why do they think we wear their underwear?" One tiled his head.
"I don't know, humans and their weird imaginations." The other shrugged.
SCP-529 the cat with half of its body not visible or even existing yet it moves around like a normal cat, Robbie freaked out with a startled yelp when it tried to caress itself around her leg like any friendly cat due to its unusual appearance.
"Sick dude!" Lee exclaimed.
"This is sooo freaky…" a weirded-out Robbie said.
"What, I thought you would be into body horror," Nate commented.
"That's both the freakiest and cutest thing I ever saw." A morbidly fascinated Tambry stated as she moved her hand from the down end of the half-cat, she couldn't feel anybody or anything physical yet the cat moved just fine, the anomalous cat seeing this then caressed itself around Tambry's hand with a purr, making Tambry wished that her phone wasn't damaged and still on repair due to dropping it during the Creepy Man ordeal(Everytime any of the gang get reminded of SCP-106 they shudder, it was like being those teenage victims in horror movies Wendy and Dipper watches).
"Aye, lads! Wanna join my pirate crew and sail the 7 seas?" SCP-3251, a sentient coconut crab with the ability to speak to them, who had a black tricorn hat which had a group of coconut crabs following him, tonight couldn't get any more ridiculous.
"You know we have seen everything when a talking coconut crab can't shake us," Nate noted in bewilderment.
"Please don't jinx it," Thompson begged.
The merchant moth was trying to advertise his product to SCP-3887-A a European woman in her 20s while SCP-3887-B a hunched humanoid with grey-green skin, long hair, elongated arms, two horns, yellow pupil-less eyes and shark teeth who used to be boogeyman who feed on the fear of children until he befriend SCP-43887-A who they (I say they because the gender was never specific) became overprotective of her snarled at the mouth with fangs who decided it was not worth risking so it backed away.
SCP-2295 the Patchwork Bear, a teddy bear with mismatched colored patchworks with the ability to create patched worked organs that work like real organs was making new organs for an elderly gnome named Shmebulock who to his incredible age was suffering organ failure with other gnomes such as Jeff looking at the procedure in awe.
SCP-4571 a bipedal alien farmer who was once stranded on Mars was talking about its food products to SCP-1156 a talking horse with a hat.
SCP-650 the Startling Statue was scaring people by moving only when they blinked.
SCP-49-J, a humanoid who wore the clothing of the medieval plague doctors and a pathological liar was chatting with a Unicorn who was rolling her eyes, wondering why he was even talking to her.
SCP-5031 a quasi-humanoid creature with multiple arms and a tail that had something like an ax attached to it who had a self-defense mechanism of temporarily leaving this plane of existence when directly observed was floating around the kitchen and cooking a lasagna as it chirped(It's cooking was so good that even the O5 Council and Ethics Committees order their meals in special occasion from it).
SCP-5692 an alien slug who was trying to con out Soos which reminded him a lot of Stanley.
SCP-317 the Cretaceous Physicist, a sentient pachycephalosaurid who had a doctorate from a timeline where dinosaurs evolved into intelligent beings was looking at the disco ball in a trance.
SCP-1845 instances involved a group of intelligent animals including a male fox with a makeshift king hat made of paper and a keyboard that produced an electronic sound for the fox king to communicate sitting on a decorated wheeled chair moved by sheeps anf accompanied with a couple of ducks, feral cats, squirrels, mountain lions, wolves, raccoons and even bears with some wearing makeshift supposedly-medieval royalty suits.
"Nope," Pacifica said immediately upon seeing the parade and walked away.
SCP-527 also known as Mr. Fish which was a human with the head of a fish came to another misunderstanding due to having an aquatic lifeform's head.
"Again, I can't breathe underwater, just because I have a fish's head doesn't mean I have aquatic powers!" He irritatedly debunked a puzzled Manotaur.
SCP-4197 the sarkite doctor, a Proto-Sarkite follower, used her flesh-crafting abilities to shapeshift her right hand into a mantis-looking blade to show to the fascinated Hand Witch(the same witch who once stole Stan's hands).
SCP-2006 a humanoid that looked like a gorilla costume with the head of a tank and two antennas looking like something out of a black and white monster feature movie was watching an old B movie called "The Planet People of Planet Planet!" from TV.
SCP-131 instances the eyebots, the tear-droplet-looking biomechanical creatures with the attitude of cats and pets were playing with Waddles with beeping sounds.
The Hide-Behind, a humanoid from Gravity Falls with a habit of hiding behind was playing a hide-behind game with SCP-3014 a sapient hexapod robot which probably came from outer space.
SCP-6809 was a collection of humanoid robots that superficially look like humans who were just there staring at organics making fools out of themselves like watching a comedy show knowing everything is going to go ridiculous with every minute.
And there is even more.
Turns out Dr. Spanko is quite popular in the anomalous community. The talking bird was making terrible jokes behind a microphone.
"-And fraulein cacked out the salad!'' Those who were unfortunate enough to be near him groaned with the sound of a drum coming from a recorder.
"Why are we here? To suffer?" Valentino agonized in a typical emo-ish way.
"At least he's no longer on and on about the reptile menace, the war between crows and octopuses for humanity's love or that time he had a fistfight with a sentient slug that thinks he is some British lord!" Miller closed his ears.
On the other side of the party, 4818 meets an old friend of hers.
"Stacey!?
"Leora!?"
Both girls squealed and hugged each other as they jumped up and down like idiots, Stacy Lee also known as SCP-3008-C is a fellow humanoid in appearance looking like a female far-eastern teenager who befriended Lightfoot who has a double that lives in digital space, to this day the Foundation could not determine who is the real Stacey.
"What are you doing here??"
"Same as everyone, I couldn't resist getting actual food after living in the jungle for so long having some alien who just couldn't stop blabbering and that's coming from me!"
She meant SCP-2020, an alien who looked a lot like the little green men you keep hearing about in UFO theories, except any conspiracy theories would be disappointed upon meeting him because he isn't some super intelligent or ancient astronaut with knowledge beyond humanity's current science. The extraterrestrial SCP is for all intents and purposes, a loquacious goof who kept talking about science fiction.
"-no forget about the space alien zombie ideas, how about…invasion of brain eaters! Brains who come in, replace your brain with themselves and then, they start making more brains and replace people's brains by advertising 'Brains for hire!', cliché right?" The green alien pitched his idea with both of his hands gesturing in length to a very confused kid who used to be once stuck in the pool jail of Gravity Falls.
"...what?" He asked.
"You haven't answered my question, what about you?" Lee asked.
"I was sent here undercover by the Foundation."
"Thank 343!"- the Japanese girl shouted in relief with both of her hands up -"I had to eat wild berries and half-cooked fish to survive! Wood life is just not cut out for me." She informed her friend with a tired look, looking closely Leora did see Lee's clothing looking a bit dirty and there was a leaf and a chestnut stuck on her hair.
On the other end near the supposedly "broken" bathroom Candy and Grenda were near its door.
"Don't wanna."
"Come on, it's not like you shredded us to pieces or anything," Grenda said.
"Also, it's now good to come in, I heard some of the…unique ones came from the same place as you hence why I asked Mr. Ramirez to give me the key to open it." Candy shook the key in her hand.
"There's food theeeeere~" Grenada sang.
"...Fiiiine." Aè relented, she supposed seeing some familiar faces would be good.
Near Wendy's gang, two sets of twins watched the madness unfolding in front of them.
"This party went bonkers!" Mabel blurted out.
"Understatement of the century." Dipper concurred with his sibling.
"At least Waddle made friends though."
Mabel saw the eyebots circling Waddles with beeping sounds, all of them being near the twins, the Pines with a sweater came close and tried to touch the yellow one, the yellow one complied and like a cat it let her caress it as it beeped which made the Pines girl smile. The Pines boy from seeing this decides to nuzzle the red one as well after Mabel gave him the node to come in.
"For the record, you can't adopt them," Dipper noted.
"Awww." His sister whined.
"Or any of the cute anomalous things you see."
"Ahhhh!" she groaned.
"Don't deny it, I saw how you looked at that teddy bear with patchwork!"
"But….he's so…huggable! Not fair that you, Grunkle Stan and Paz get to have exotic pets but not me!" she pouted as she locked her arms.
"Again, Eir is an intelligent sentient being, she's not-"
Just then, Dipper saw Great Uncle Ford who was both perplexed and fascinated by all these collections of anomalies in the shack as he walked in.
"Great Uncle Ford."
"What happened here? This isn't what I meant when I said 'keeping a low profile.'" He looked around, his scientific eyes scanning every type of cryptid and unusual being he could see trying to catalog them.
"Spanko and Moth made it a 'free for all' place when they invited their buddies," Mabel told him, which made him hymn.
"We can worry about this later, till then I'm in my lab."
The Pines boy touched Ford's coat "Wait, Great Uncle Ford! There is something I have to tell you about." He remembered the book he found which was supposedly made by his and Mabel's father.
"Sorry Mason, there is an urgent call from Stanley, I have taken it now, tell me about it later." He left and walked away as Dipper sighed.
Since the whole place was busy and crowded, instead of the secret way through the vending machine he took another secret door that was made by his friend Fiddleford, a hidden door that needed a biosignature to open so Stanford touched the small screen decorated as a mirror and went inside.
When he was in the basement and turned on the lights he called his twin brother "Stanley? Are you there?"
He stopped the moment he felt something cold behind his head, carefully he made sure to not get shot by making any sudden move and stopped moving, slowly he looked back and saw the barrel of a shotgun which was pointed at the back of his head. Afterwards, the person who held him hostage, revealed himself from the dark with a feline grin as he came from the darkness with two gazing eyes mismatched in colors as the slender blonde man came into view with a cowboy hat giving an aura of a predator catching his prey.
Sixer in his mind slapped himself, of course, one of the newly come outsiders who came in to settle down conveniently when the weirdness activities surged with Foundation and all this would not be just a random guy with the weirdness magnetism of this town being a magnet for all conspiracies, cryptids and people of ulterior motives.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing personal, I'm just here doing my job, killing reality benders, thaumaturgists, GOIs and anomalies. Actually, I never killed a gnome before, do you think they would bleed rainbow like their vomit if I cut one open?" The worst part was that he was semi-genuine about his question. There was no doubt in Stanford's mind that this guy is a crackpot with his mannerism disturbingly reminding him of Bill.
"Where is Stanley?"
"Oh, he is not here, yet. But don't worry, he will have a seat for the reunion. Spoiler alert: it's going to be a killer!"
Stanford in a hast; turns back and pushes the shotgun out of his head which got tossed away and throws a punch at the smiling man who in return title his head away and grabs him by his attacking arm with both hands, despite his lanky look he was strong due to him being able to throw him on the ground.
Stanford dodges an incoming foot coming for his stomach from the intruder, trying to bring his blaster but it gets kicked out of his hands so he jumps back up with a punch to the chin who in return punches him on the shoulder and pushes him away.
Ford from his back felt something big and metallic behind him realizing he and the invader were not alone, he turns back and punches the man behind him only to his surprise his punch hit a helmet with bug-like visors which didn't do anything but hurt his knuckles, he tries to kick the armored being with a kick only for his kick to get held by one of the humanoid's strong arms who then swing him and throw him away to a closet, he tries to get up again but then the armed entity who he guessed was wearing some sort of biomechanical suit hold him with his inhumanly strong hands on the place, putting him face to face with the man with heterochromia.
"Who are you?" Stanford demanded as he was backhanded by Alexei.
"Let's just say, we deal with things that go bump in the night." Clef chuckled darkly as he touched his chin. Looking at his coat, the Six-fingered Pines saw the logo of 3 pointed arrows pointed at each other, that was when he comprehend how dire this situation was and yet that wasn't what made him gasp, no it was the reveal of two other people from the shadows who joined in.
"WHAT IN THE BLAZE!?" Stanley cried out, seeing his shack being ransacked by anomalies was not what he expected to see much less seeing some floating multi-limbed being using its multiple limbs to carry snacks or a guy with the head of a fish.
Soos halloo him "Hi Mr. Pines! Are you alright? You seem injured." He noticed the bandaged wounds, Ley had a medkit in his car and being experienced in bandaging his wounds in his years as a criminal he used it to get the shards of glass off himself, disinfect and next bandage them to stop the bleeding, didn't made the experience less painful though.
"Nothing I couldn't fix. Please tell me you at least charged them." He pinched his nose.
"Sorta…?" Ramirez gave a weak response.
Just then, SCP-4966, a plushy-looking quadruped made of grab fabric capable of devouring anything, was currently devouring the Cornicorn, a Unicorn model with popcorns as its skin, one of the Mystery Shack's strange attractions.
"Stop devouring the attraction!" Melody remarked, agape at the anomalous omnivore who by far took the shape of the nearly devoured Cornicorn.
"No, Muchie wants popcorn!" It whined like a spoiled brat.
Soos's reply and seeing that made the hustlers groan, maybe using food on one of his attractions wasn't a good idea after all. "Never mind, have you seen Poindexter?"
"The kids said he's on his way to his lab-" he didn't get to finish when the conman moved away and used the other entry to the basement.
"Wish you luck!" Soos shouted.
When Stan came to the underground laboratory, he was greeted by a smack on his head which disoriented him enough that his revolver got taken away. When he registered, he was at gunpoint by Alto and saw his brother being forced to knee on the ground from the powerful grip of SCP-2273.
"If my brother loses a hair I swear-"
"So you do care about others other than yourself." A familiar Pines voice uttered, Ley looked in case he wasn't mistaken for the voice.
He met with the cold gaze of his Nephew and Niece-In-Law the first one wearing a brown-green jacket and had this strange metallic staff which looked like blocks of metal being put together like those wood blocks Soos got for his and Melody's plan for having a child with a glowing yellowish orange source of light like a star at the top floating between two blocks and the latter one wearing black coats, gray shirt and dark jeans, her glasses shining from what little light reflected on it from this room with an M class pistol pointed at him.
"Walter, Diana!?" Seeing his Nephew and Niece-In-Law was the last thing Stan expected.
His exclamation was answered by a hit to his forehead from the head of Walter's metallic odd staff and then a knee attack on his stomach by Diana causing him to lose breath in pain and then drop on the knee.
"You crooked, rancid, son of the- "
"Ah ah ah! Watch it, there are children up there." Clef cut Seras off by throwing shades as he moved away backwards near Belitrov.
Stanley was completely lost by all this. "What 's going on, I don't understand, are you with these shady bastards?" He gave a disdainful look to Alto and the super soldier.
The ukulele man snorted "You aren't such a rain of sunshine either, how many states where you got banned?"
Stans' Nephew spoke before Ley could respond in a street-trash way "Oh, now you demand an explanation! We should be the ones demanding, you pretend to be my uncle, Stanford. Everything I thought I knew about you is false, a liar and a deceiver of both of you of your own blood who nearly ended the world by summoning a reality-altering demon for your vanity and endangering our kids!"
"What- no! We were trying to stop Bill!" Stanford abhorred such an accusation.
The father of Dipper and Mabel chuckled sardonically "Even now, more lies?"
"It's not a lie! We can explain- "
"Explain!? Oh please, enlighten us on what could possibly excuse you both"- Diana gave a momentarily hateful look at Ley before returning to Ford -"Putting our kids in constant life-threatening dangers!" Both Stans flinched at her spat. The venom in her words shut the elder Pines good.
"Should we do something? This is getting more heated than a Drachona." The Russian super soldier reluctantly whispered to Alto.
"You want to get between family dramas? Be my guest." The Ex-GOC grunted.
Walter spoke up again "Do you have any idea how many nights they couldn't get a sleep!? One time, when Mason was on a camp trip, Mabel came to our bed begging to stay with us for the rest of the night as she cried and mumbled about how she hurt her brother and everyone! My girl for a night regressed to a 5 crying-year old!" The feeling of guilt and regret made whatever response either of the Pines twins was formulating to a halt, their Nephew saw this as a sign to continue with a jutted chin.
"Oh, I'm not done! Mason got a panic attack during the Trigonometry lesson! Mabel nearly strangled a kid named Bill! Dipper snapped and beat a bully to a bloody pulp! the other kids in the school fear to even be in their vicinity!"
Stanley leaned forward a bit and remarked after gain his courage "We didn't take their childhood-"
"CHILDHOOD!?"- Diana choked with a clenched jaw, Clef moved his hat a bit lower to hide his face and Mr. Pines winced, as if they knew something the elder Pines twins did not know about Diana, Both Stans stiffed by the outburst -"Their childhood ended the moment they set their foot into our world by you! Oh sure, it is wonderous at first, but then the abyss will stare back and awe will be replaced with horrors!"- She spoke with every venom she spat as she trudged toward Ley with an accused pointed finger while her husband with a hand tried to stop her from coming closer, the conman was sure if it weren't for Jacob, he would have got a nasty beat down by the enraged mother. -"Why do you think we never told anyone? The Foundation didn't force us to mindwipe us out of malignancy, you decrepit wretch! We got amnesticized by our wish after quitting this life so that our kids would live normal lives and worry about stupid stuff like homework or getting a boyfriend or girlfriend, not worry about the monsters that hide in the dark waiting to get out and sink their teeth in! And now, they will live their lives scarred, constantly haunted by shadows for good and never being able to live in the light without flinching, BECAUSE OF YOU!" She lunged and punched a con artist with enough force gained from anger that he fell with a few drops of blood flying, if it weren't for her spouse holding her from tearing Ley apart his uncle would have been brutalized beyond just one punch in the face.
"Easy! Easy! It's not worth it." Jacob told his raging wife as he held her from attacking as she continued to bare her teeth and spewed profanities, hell has no fury like the anger of a mother, and a betrayed father.
Alto and Alexei watched at this like they were seeing a falling burning plane while the elder twins with the punched one slowly getting up his face from the now bloodied ground with a cough, they were lost for words and watched helplessly as their Nephew and Niece-In-Law rightfully felt their trust betrayed, their trust turned to loathing and the bridge was burning down. There was only one thought that was persistent in their minds.
'What do we do now? How can we fix/salvage this?'
Gurgles
Wendy heard something near her leg, what she saw down on the floor was some orange blob with two black eyes looking at her, it was called SCP-999 by the Foundation and soon everyone will find out why it has the nickname of 'The Tickle Monster'.
"Er, hi little guy?" she said with uncertainty.
Elated gurgles
'Wow, I must be really jaded not being surprised by a living jelly' ُShe thought, a rather seemingly cheerful living orange jelly that for some reason seemed to have a particular interest in her with a sympathetic look, it tried to gradually come near her which she responded by taking a step back.
While Dipper was busy writing and drawing every anomalie he saw into his journal and talking with some like SCP-49-J(Unfortunate for him), Mabel saw this and moved toward it.
"Hi, little bundle!" She warmly greeted it.
Gurgles
999 now had its attention on Mabel. It came toward her and made contact by trying to hug her which she reciprocated.
"Hehe, it tickles! Hahaha!" Mabel chuckled until her chuckles turned into laughter.
Seeing this, Dipper left the fake plague doctor and came to his sister "Mabel! Haven't you seen that movie about living blobs?! It could- HAHAHAHA!" The moment he tried to take the orange jelly he joined the laughter, Wendy and her gang stared dumbfounded as the twins cried in a euphoria of laughter by the Tickle Monster.
"This is weird," Tambry added matter of factly.
Pacifica intervened in "Hey, have you seen Dipper and Mabel- oh." She stopped when she saw the Pines twins being tickled by a living jelly.
"-AHAHAHAAHAHAHA!-"
Elated gurgles
"Uhm, this needs context."
Somewhere in the distance, the deceptively Asian teenager saw this and grinned with slightly sharp, fanged teeths.
Unknown to the partygoers, the Shack was going to be ambushed by a group of Insurgent troopers, Scarlet King cultists and SCP-1360 instances with cyborg abominations, the last two being mass-produced by the Factory ready to strike the Shack.
"I have found the slimy goo, what do you want me to do?" SCP-953 said through a hearing device to Commander Colligon.
"Capture it by my mark, terminate anyone on your way."
There was a purred reply "Even if I had to kill kids?" She said in fake abhorrence.
"Especially the meddling kids." The Commander spat. He was answered by a sadistic giggle from his comms.
"The 7th child should be taken no matter the cost," Dehak answered with the convection of a zealot.
"Where is the big guy anyway? Doesn't want to join the party?"
"Lord Goran is currently powering up the ritual, till he graces us with his presence, we break the night." Dehak declared.
Notes:Shout out to Isabel3710 for helping me out in this chapter.
I'm still open for someone proof-reading my chapters and in exchange I will proof-read yours(as long as it is not nsfw or some taboo ship).
I got the idea of Axolotl's one of many forms from Jozlyn_Moon
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