Chapter 5: In which spooky scary shenanigans are afoot
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AN: Hello again, It's me. This chapter was a bit difficult to write because timeline errors. Sometime I need to assemble a crack team of Gravity Falls fans and go through and put actual dates on certain events. Not sure if I've mentioned this already, but I'm playing fast and loose with the official lore. Also, SBI being family is canon.
Hopefully this chapter will be out quicker than the previous one, as I have more or less completed the college essays for a few weeks, I of course still have the normal essays for high school. Lmao, disregard the previous sentence, I got really busy with a play and my grandparents visiting for a late Christmas. There is a discord server where I'll answer questions and take suggestions. /eSSP2GtYQS
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Techno was sitting at the table DreamXD once tried to destroy. Across from the seat Techno was at, there were three chairs, one made from hardened pine sap, one shaped like an hourglass, and the last designed with a sunrise on the right and a sunset on the left. Techno sat for a while looking at the chairs, confused as to what they could represent.
As he was pondering the chairs, Techno started looking around thestronghold. It was as he remembered it, stone bricks built to withstand some great force, created long ago by an unknown group. The centerpiece, Techno knew, had some important aspect to it, as DreamXD tried to destroy it until he realized Techno was just using it as a table.
With time passing, Techno realized that the smoke of the torches wasn't floating off into the rest of the stronghold, but had started to coalesce on the chair with a sunset and sunrise. Techno felt that this shape, which started to look like a human, was the reason he was here. Slowly, more and more smoke filled out the shape of the human, and small variants in colors appeared, similar to old black and white movies.
Techno eagerly awaited completion of the smoke-man, and could tell it was getting close. Details began to stand out against the vague shape, with what seemed to be a woolen sweater on the shapes chest, and beanie on its head. As the facial structure started to grow, Techno leaned forward, when suddenly…
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"BAAAAAH"
"ÁÁÁÁÁÁ!"
Technoblade shot upwards, eyes opening wide, as he felt a weight on his chest get launched against the far wall. The sheep that had escaped its pen and had been flung against the wall baa'd again, then ran outside. Technoblade lay in bed, slowly letting the adrenaline run out of his system, while getting ridiculed by chat.
Technofan12321: Imagine being jumpscared by a sheep, L
Carpediem: on the bright side, we can seize thje day
Arknaz: Carpediem, bruh it's like 5:30, go back to sleep
ChadwickChadeusChaddington: as a proper gentleman, you must sleep until eight in the morning, to let the help prepare breakfast.
Yallneedhelp: ChadwickChadeusChaddington we don't have any help
ChadwickChadeusChaddington: Indeed, but I have already requested for servants from Techno
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After letting the Voices dissolve into argument, Technoblade got up and started making some breakfast.
A, 'Now, I love potatoes as much as the next guy, but do we really need to eat potatoes for every meal?'
T, 'Potatoes are the greatest food type known to all races.'
A, 'Variety is the spice of life, so we should get some different food.'
T, 'okay, we'll go get some cheese, sour cream, and broccoli. Oh, wait, we'll have to go into town, and you want to hide.'
A, 'Bruh, you don't want to get involved with the government or crazy scientists.'
T, 'exactly. So we just keep eating potatoes.'
Hmyes: the town is having a pioneer festival in a few days, you could pretend to be a hunter or something.
A, 'Okay, that'll work.'
T, 'Okay. But what should we do today?'
Arknaz: Relax? I'm listening
Technofan12321: You promised to go the nether
Raid3r: Go to the nether.
"We can go mining and try to find some lava." Technoblade conceded.
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With a plan for the day set, Technoblade finished his breakfast, and was preparing to set out down into the mineshaft he had mined since arriving in this world with a playlist of music for mining, ranging from diggy diggy hole to Wind Rose's albums.
Technoblade paused at the mouth of the mineshaft he had dug into cliff, pondering a deep, disturbing question.
T, 'Why aren't the voices spamming E?'
A, 'you're right, they haven't been spamming, or really demanding blood, that is incredibly out of character for them.'
With no real way to solve this mystery, Technoblade continues into the mine, searching for rare minerals and lava while listening to dwarven music from Wind Rose and Clamavi De Profundus.
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After spending the entire day in the mines, Technoblade still had not found any lava, but had managed to find enough diamonds to make a chest plate. After putting it on, it dissolved.
"Heh? No, my diamonds, where did they go!?"
ChadwickChadeusChaddington: What in tarnation?
Bananamilkshake: Hwat?!
Arknaz: Now we have to go get those diamonds again :(
OWCAOfficial: Great googly-moogly!
Technoblade was so distraught over the loss of his diamonds he went straight to bed. As the sun set, Technoblade closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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Techno was sitting at the table DreamXD once tried to destroy. Across from the seat Techno was at, there were three chairs, one made from hardened pine sap, one shaped like an hourglass, and the last designed with a sunrise on the right and a sunset on the left.
Techno pondered what these chairs could possibly represent, before realizing he had had this dream before. Remembering how the smoke from the torches had formed into a shape, Techno waited patiently for the smoke to gather once again.
Once again, details began to stand out against the vague shape, with what seemed to be a woolen sweater on the shapes chest, and beanie on its head. As the facial structure started to grow, Techno leaned forward, when suddenly…
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"BAAAAAAAAAAH"
"ÁÁÁÁÁÁ!"
Technoblade was woken up by a sheep again, sending it flying into the wall once again.
Pathoftheswole: It's even funnier the second time!
Average_techno_fan: Sheep: 2 Techno: 0
Carpediem: Ne timeas oves, Techno
"It's not my fault, chat, chill! How did that sheep even get in here in the first place?"
Technofan12321: the sheep is blue. Friend?
"Not every blue sheep is friend, chat."
A, 'Actually, completely blue sheep are incredibly rare in this world.'
T, 'how do you get blue wool then?'
A, 'Dying wool after shearing the sheep.'
"Alright, let's see if it is friend. Hey, are you friend?"
The sheep looked at Technoblade, and nodded, before going behind him and started to push Technoblade towards the door.
"Bruh, what are you doing, it's too early. The sun's not even up" Technoblade protested.
OWCAOfficial: It's like 4 am
"See? Too early"
Friend baaah'ed at Technoblade, seemingly telling him to follow. Technoblade tried to go back to bed, but friend started shouting at him, until Technoblade finally followed friend. Friend led Technoblade outside Technoblade's compound and down into the valley.
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(Roughly seven hours earlier)
Dipper Pines held open the door to the condemned Dusk 2 Dawn for his twin sister, Wendy Corduroy, (a teen who he most definitely does not have a crush on), and Wendy's friends. Dipper had managed to convince Wendy to let him and Mable come with on her and her friends Tambry, Nate, Lee, Thompson Robbie, and had already earned the nickname Dr. Fun Times from Lee and Nate after he crawled through the vents in order to unlock the front doors.
After getting inside, everyone split off to do their own thing. Tambry was on her phone, Mabel found some banned candy, and Robbie, Nate, and Lee were putting ice in Thompson's pants. Dipper was sitting next to Wendy when Robbie, Nate, and Lee needed more ice to put down Thompson's pants, so Dipper volunteered to go get it. Dipper grabbed a bag of ice from the cooler, when he saw a human brain, eyes, and nervous system. Dipper screamed, throwing the ice, alerting the teens something was up.
"What was that? I thought I heard some lady screaming back here." asked Lee.
"You Freakin' out, kid?" asked Nate.
"Uh, no, I'm cool. Everything's cool." Dipper said.
"Then what's all that about?" questioned Robbie, pointing at the bag of ice on the ground.
"That's uh, um, uh… what is that?" Dipper shouted, pointing at the bag he had thrown, as smoke seemed to be emerging from it, and started forming into a shadowy mass.
"Ghost!" Yelled Thompson, as everyone ran to hide behind the aisles. They watched wide-eyed as the mass slowly grew limbs and a head. Dipper glanced around at the others. Wendy was tensed and ready to either run or fight, Tambry was recording the smoke on her phone, Robbie was using Wendy as a shield, and Nate and Lee were holding each other hiding behind Thompson.
"Wait, where's my sister?" Dipper asked, looking for her while getting increasingly panicked.
"I last saw her at the Smile Dip stand." said Wendy.
Dipper looked towards the Smile Dip stand, and sure enough, there was Mabel. Unfortunately, the bag of ice was between him and Mabel.
"I'll be right back." said Dipper as he started running towards Mabel.
"Dipper, No!" shouted Wendy.
"Kid, don't!" Tambry shouted.
"Dumb kid. He's not going to make it." Said Robbie, not noticing the dirty looks he was receiving from the other teenagers.
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It was around midnight when Dipper bolted past the smoke towards his sister, running faster than he had ever ran in his life. He reached Mabel perfectly fine, and began attempting to get her to follow him.
"Mabel c'mon, we gotta go, there's some kind of ghost."
"The future!... is in the past! Onwards Aoshima"
"Mabel! How many of these did you eat?"
"Beleven…teen…"
"Oh boy." said Dipper, before getting Mabel into a fireman's carry and taking the long way back to the teens. By the time Dipper and Mabel made it back to the teens, the smoke had solidified into the shape of a man, and trace amounts of color could be seen.
"We should leave, this place is clearly haunted." said Thompson, edging towards the entrance.
"Yeah, I think you're right man." "That seems smart." agreed Nate and Lee.
The teens started backing away slowly while keeping the smoke in their sight, when the smoke grew in size rapidly, surrounding the form and flooding over the teens and twins, blinding them.
"Stick together!" shouted Wendy, grabbing Dipper with one arm and Robbie with the other. "Create a human chain!"
"Screw that. I'm running!" shouted Robbie, ripping his arm from Wendy's grasp and running to where he thought the entrance was. Unfortunately for him, he got twisted around in the smoke ended up falling over the check-out counter and into the chalk outlines.
"Ow, Fu-" started Robbie before a light appeared through the smoke around him, tracing the chalk outlines he couldn't see, and causing Robbie to shoot to his feet.
"Robbie, are you alright?" called Wendy.
"Yeah, never better. I love being inside a haunted gas station!" answered Robbie sarcastically. "I just took a tumble over the counter, I'm fine."
As if to disprove Robbie's statement, the smoke was forced back into its origin by a strong wind, starting from the check-out counter. Robbie ran towards the doors, but they swung shut in his face. He started banging on the doors when he realized they were locked.
"It's locked, what do we do?!" screamed Robbie.
"Wait! Whatever is doing this has to have some kind of reason! Maybe if we could just figure out what it is, they'll let us out of here!" said Dipper as he set down Mabel and began rifling through journal 3.
"uh-huh, they'll let us out of here! Yeah, that makes a lot of sense!" Robbie said sarcastically. "I bet it's just someone messing with us."
"Is that so? Well, what do you think of this?" asked a deep voice coming from behind Dipper. Suddenly, Robbie's clothes turned from dark and brooding sweat pants and a sweat shirt into a burgundy 3 piece suit.
"My sweat shirt! What did you do?" cried Robbie.
"I made you presentable, young man." answered the deep voice.
"Give me back my clothes!"
"I don't appreciate your attitude, young man. Maybe you would prefer clothes to better reflect your age?" threatened the ghost, as he transformed Robbie's clothes again, this time into a baby's onesie, (appropriately sized), mittens, and a plug.
"MMmpphh! Gmph Thifff Fmmkimg Thmmng ouff me!" Robbie shouted while trying to remove the plug from his mouth and failing.
"Robbie! We gotta help him!" shouted Lee as he rushed to Robbie's side.
"If you want to join your friend's punishment, that can be arranged." said the ghost, trapping Lee in the exact same position of Robbie. The rest of the group looked horrified before looking behind Dipper to see the voice coming from Mabel, but she was floating with white eyes.
"Oh no, they got Mabel!" Dipper shouted.
"Welcome to your graves young trespassers. Hey, pay attention to me when I'm talking to you young lady." the ghost said as it noticed Tambry on her phone before it caused Tambry to be sucked inside her phone.
"Tambry!"shouted Wendy.
"Give back my friends, you jerks!"Thompson yelled at the ghost.
"Don't back-talk me young man, you need to cool off." said the ghost before trapping Thompson in the ice cooler.
"We're super sorry about hanging out in your store!" said Wendy.
"Yeah! Can we just go now and leave forever?" asked Dipper.
"Well… okay. You're free to go." said the ghost. "But before you leave, hot dogs are now half off. I know it might be crazy, but you gotta try these dogs!"
Nate screamed and ran towards the open doors, before they were slammed closed in his face.
"Just kidding about the hot dog sale!"
"Just let us out of here!" Nate shouted desperately while running for the door.
"I don't like your tone!" declared the ghost before dissolving Nate and turning him into a hot dog.
"No! I'M A HOT DOG!"
"It begins!" said the ghost as everything began floating to the ceiling. "Welcome to your home for all eternity!"
Dipper and Wendy took cover inside a tipped over ice machine while trying to figure what to do. Five sevenths of the people they came with were incapacitated by the ghost, and the doors had been locked. Not only that, shelves and anything that was on them were flying around as if a tornado had set down inside the store. Dipper and Wendy were so distracted by the ghost, they forgot about the thing that had frightened them initially.
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Pa Duskerton was having a fine time. After he and his wife Ma Duskerton had both had simultaneous heart attacks because of hateful rap music, they had remained as ghosts to take revenge on any teenagers that entered their establishment. One could easily imagine their joy, then, when seven teens entered their store. Pa and Ma were biding their time for the teens to let their guard down, when the teens filled the store with black smoke.
Pa started trapping the teens before they could escape and sent the black smoke back to where it was coming from, then started laughing maniacally. After laughing maniacally for a while, Pa realized he had only taken five of the seven teens. Before he could start searching for the remaining two, however, he was interrupted.
"Hello, what is happening here?" asked a voice in a British accent.
Pa quickly found the source of the voice. It was a gray-skinned man in a yellow sweater and black pants, looking around confused, holding onto something blue.
"Who are you?" asked Pa in confusion, as he hadn't sensed anyone entering the store. "are you alive? I've never seen anyone alive with that complexion before."
"My name is GGGGhostbur, but you can just call me Ghostbur. Don't get me wrong, I'm super dead." answered the man, now identified as Ghostbur. "What are you doing?"
"I'm taking vengeance on these darn teenagers!"
"Why?"
"Because me and the missus hate teenagers! They were always sassafrassin' with their boomy boxes and disrespectful short pants! So we decided to up and ban them! But they retaliated with this new fangled rap music."
A flashback starts that everyone not currently incapacitated could see. In the flashback, three teens play their rap music on a boom box. The lyrics being: Homework's whack, and so are rules! Tuckin' in your shirt's for fools.
"We both dropped dead on the spot." Ma appeared and talked for the first time.
"Ma, don't go visible he might be a teenager too!" said Pa.
"Oh hush, honey, I'm sure he's not a nasty teen." responded Ma. "How old are you dear?"
"I'm 34. Are these the teens who killed you?" asked Ghostbur. (I got his age from Wilbur dying at 32, and being mentally 45 because time flows weird in the afterlife plus a few years as Ghostbur. In other words, my source is that I made it the fuck up.)
"Well no, but we just hate teenagers so much, don't we dear?" asked Pa as he became visible.
"Oh yes we do honey." answered Ma, before she and Pa started to snuggle.
"How did you die, if you don't mind me asking?" said Pa.
"My dad stabbed me."
Ma and Pa looked shocked. "I'm so sorry."
"Why? I asked him to." answered Ghostbur
Ma and Pa started crying while holding each other.
"You seem kind of sad, have some blue. It absorbs sadness." offered Wilbur to Ma and Pa.
"Okay." said Pa taking two blue and giving one to Ma. "Hey, I feel my anger and sadness leavin' me! This stuff really does work!" said Pa.
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Dipper and Wendy had front row seats to the whole exchange, and Dipper decided to attempt to negotiate with the ghosts for his sister and Wendy's friends back. Dipper ran out from the ice machine he and Wendy were hiding in towards the ghosts.
"Dipper, what are you doing?" hissed Wendy.
"Hey ghosts, let them go!" shouted Dipper. Ma quickly went invisible and Pa turned around glowing red and bulked up. "I've got something to tell you! I'm not a teenager!"
"Well, why didn't you say so!" Pa said and dropped Mabel, freeing her from both her candy trip and possession. "How old did you were?"
"I'm… I'm twelve, technically not a teen." admitted Dipper. "Is there any way to free my friends?"
"Normally, I would make you do a funny little dance, but because of this blue stuff, I feel great! Matter of fact, I want all you kids to leave so I can start romancin' my lovely wife."
With that Ma and Pa went into the employee only room, and all of the teens still captured were immediately freed. The freshly freed teens asked Wendy what happened.
"These two ghosts captured you all, and then another ghost came and talked with them, and then Dipper made the first two ghosts run off. Now the only ghost that's here is him." Wendy said while pointing to Ghostbur.
"Good job Dr. fun times!" cheered Nate.
"Who is this guy, anyways? asked Robbie, pointing to Ghostbur.
"Hello, I'm GGGGhostbur, but you can call me Ghostbur. Where am I? The last thing I remember is everyone gathering in the Ả̸̖͉͌r̴̟̔̐c̷̲̞̀̈t̸͉̙̭̽ǐ̷͓̈́͜͜c̵̬͒̓̄ to fight Ḓ̶̑̋̀ŕ̸͕̕e̵̤̎̈́͜a̶͚̩̞̿m̷̳̕." answered Ghostbur.
"You're in Gravity Falls, Oregon." said Dipper. "Who is Ḓ̶̑̋̀ŕ̸͕̕e̵̤̎̈́͜a̶͚̩̞̿m̷̳̕?"
"I… don't remember. I can only remember happy things."
"Oh great, well that's useless. Thanks for nothing." said Robbie.
"Robbie, he saved you from those old-people ghosts, be nice." said Wendy.
"Pssshh, whatever."
"Sorry about him. Anyway, we should probably get going, I don't want those ghosts to decide to get mad at us again." Wendy said to Ghostbur. "C'mon guys, let's go."
"Goodbye friends!" waved Ghostbur as they got into the van and rode off into the sunrise.
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Technoblade had followed Friend as Technoblade was led down the cliff he had set up his residence behind and down into the Gravity Falls valley and through the town. As Technoblade was walking, he passed a car dealership with a big sign that said GLEEFUL'S, and remembered the kid he had to drop-kick in self defense a few days ago, and decided to toss a few eggs at the car dealership.
Techno expected some of the eggs to summon chicks, so when they just exploded into runny yellow slime, he was incredibly confused.
T, 'Heh?'
A, 'What did you expect, chickens to pop out fully formed?'
T, 'Yes.'
A, 'That is how it worked for you before, so fair enough I suppose. Where did you even get those, anyway?'
T, 'You remember that farmer?'
A, 'Yeah, why? Oh no. You didn't.'
T, 'Hippity hoppity, the eggs became my property.'
A, 'Bruh.'
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After making it to wherever friend wanted to lead him, Technoblade saw an abandoned convenience store that, if the sign was anything to go by, was called the Dusk 2 Dawn. Technoblade noticed a van in the parking lot, and was barely able to dive into the trees before some teens came out of the store.
There were seven of them, and they all looked battered. The first person of the group was a teen in black clothes with a broken heart on his sweater. Behind him was a pair of teen boys who were supporting each other, one with a skull on his shirt, the other with a thumbs up on his shirt. After those two, a pair of female teens were following, one with a plaid shirt, and the other with dyed hair and on her phone. The last three were a chubby male teen, and Dipper and Mabel.
T, 'Wonder what they got up to in there.'
A, 'Hopefully nothing bad.'
The group walked to the van, and drove out of the parking lot in the direction Technoblade had come from, so Technoblade was free to follow friend once again towards the convenience store. Friend stopped right outside the doors, and refused to go in, so Technoblade went in alone.
After he had entered, a voice called out to Technoblade,
"Technoblade?" asked a familiar British voice.
"Ghostbur?!" asked Technoblade, shocked that anyone he knew was in this world with him.
"My friend! It's good to see you! Where is everyone, I can't remember where they went."
"Um… I don't know where they went. I didn't even know you were here until a little while ago."
Before their conversation could continue any further, they were interrupted by a baa'ing from the front door.
"Friend! I'm so happy to see you!" celebrated Ghostbur at seeing Friend, his friend.
"Baaaaah."
"Friend says you have some kind of house for us to live in, Techno? And that we should go because bad people will want to capture us?" translated Ghostbur.
"Yes to the first question, probably to the second. We should start heading to my home if we don't want to get caught out in the open." answered Technoblade as he, Friend, and Ghostbur started walking back to Technoblade's house.
"Wait, before I go, I'm going to leave some blue here, the owners need it." said Ghostbur, dropping a few stacks of blue in a pile on the check-out counter. "There we go."
Technoblade just shrugged, not wanting to tell Ghostbur the owners were probably dead if they let their store get this decrepid.
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Nine months later, rumors of a baby's cry coming from the abandoned Dusk 2 Dawn started spreading, but when it was investigated, no baby was found. The townsfolk just ignored it, and it eventually passed.
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Finished 1/31/2023, Words: 3,876. Written using a pirated copy of Microsoft Word 2007.
Special thanks to Arknaz on Wattpad for becoming one of the voices.
