Welcome back to Gravity Falls and the Hell that comes with it. Everyone seems to like the story so far and we had so much fun Wolf and I managed to get a new chapter rolled out. And even more fun to come as we are having too much fun.
We are now diving into the strangeness and weirdness that is Gravity Falls now that Dipper has found the Journal. How deep does the rabbit hole take him and how will the twins handle what Gravity Falls can throw at them? Either way, it should be very entertaining.
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Royal Twins of Hell
Chapter 2: From Normal to Gnome-all
Dipper was amazed by his discovery and found that it supported his theory that Gravity Falls was a supernatural hotspot. It apparently belonged to some sort of researcher who was studying the strangeness in Gravity Falls. The mysterious Author never named himself in his journal entries and the only place where his name would have been was missing. Still, it did not deter him as he poured through different entries. From what he was seeing he had a lot of different mysteries and other supernatural he could explore and discover. A grin formed as he wanted to know more, he wanted to discover it all. He needed to…
Dipper shook his head as he realized his devil side was feeding from his want and emotions. While he knew his father and elder sister didn't have any issues, being half-human, the twins sometimes can have their devil side influence them when it comes to their desires, even more when those desires lean more towards the seven deadly sins. Dipper will admit that he usually had better control though knew his biggest sin was pride, but if he wasn't careful his other sins could be influenced as well. With his mind clearer, Dipper snapped the journal shut and headed back towards the Shack where he would have plenty of space to go through it in more detail.
(scene change)
Dipper sat in Stan's chair in the living room with the journal open beside him while holding an open file that held different papers filled with statistics, charts, and other information. Once he returned to the shack the first thing he did was go to his room and get one of the files he keeps that overlook findings from the labs, using them to cross reference what he found in the journal to see where he had an extra lead, checking from human perspective and where he can go from scratch. He only had a few files at the moment he was planning on overviewing when things were slow but now he felt he might have to go and check the lab archives for more data. He also wondered if he could find a clue about the author and wondered if he was even alive or if he was dead and in Hell. So far he hasn't gotten enough evidence for a proper conclusion but since this was Journal 3, that would mean he had at least two more journals for more evidence and more importantly more research. And Dipper wasn't even sure that Journal 3 was the last entry, though with how the journal was half empty and the final written one talked about hiding the journal gave him some doubts.
As he flipped over to a different chart, he didn't even notice someone had entered the room until he heard Mabel ask, "What you got there brosph?"
He jumped, clearly not expecting her to be so close. After calming himself he told her, "I found this journal in the woods. Apparently, it belonged to someone studying the supernatural of Gravity Falls.".
"Whoa," Mabel said, amazed as well, "shut up!"
"And get this," Dipper went on, "after a certain point the pages just stopped, like the guy who writing it mysteriously disappeared."
"Is he dead?" Mabel asked.
"No idea," Dipper admitted. "But I am planning on not only finding out more about him but using this in my own research. I can't wait to see what else I can disco-"
He was cut from his musing by the ringing of the doorbell. "Who's that?"
Mabel also turned towards the hallway before she shrugged and skipped ahead to answer it. Dipper shrugged as he flipped through the file once more. This time he did notice Stan entering the room, his Mr. Mystery suit unbutton and tie missing to show he was done with tours for the day. The man cracked open a can of his drink when he noticed Dipper, "What ya reading there slick?"
Dipper glanced up and slipped the closed Journal to the side so Stan wouldn't notice it. He doubted it would matter if Stan saw it but he was determined to be the one to discover the journal's secrets and mysteries. "Just going over reports from the labs I own in Hell."
"Labs huh?" Stan asked, looking amused. "Looking for new ways to torture people that are sent down there."
Dipper rolled his eyes as he knew his great-uncle was just joking. Still, it didn't mean he couldn't shoot back, "Why would I bother with something as boring as that? I look for actual research not how to get some of the freaks off."
Stan couldn't help but laugh at the rebuttal. "Good one. Still, anything I can use for a tour? Something to shake things up without causing a lawsuit?"
Dipper gave his own chuckle, "That depends, what's your offer?"
But Stan shook his head and hand towards Dipper, "Oh no, I already accidentally made one deal I ain't looking for another."
"You could also just pay me."
Stan gave another laugh and took a sip of his drink, "Maybe sometime later this summer, see how much Mabel's mascot can rake in."
Dipper watched him leave, not too bothered by if Stan would take the offer or not. Mabel then entered the room, looking slightly annoyed. "Okay, what happened?"
"Just a guy that came by trying to ask me out," Mabel answered. "Again."
Dipper blinked, not expecting this answer. "Excuse me?"
"When you left, I decided to go out and explore a bit," Mabel explained. "I found a cute cemetery and found this guy there. He talked to me for a bit, said I was cute, and then asked me out on a date."
"…..I have many questions," was all Dipper could reply.
"I turned him down," Mabel said with a roll of her eyes. "I have seen enough of Hell to see red flags and this guy was waving more than one."
"Clever girl," Dipper said and Mabel just stuck her tongue out as she recognized the line. "Good thing too, since if things went south it would be one of us torturing the guy or chasing him off. At least you're out of the boy crazy phase."
Mabel shuddered at that, and how easy it was back in that particular phase to be kidnapped or easily fall in love. That ended with disasters for a variety of reasons from either herself giving in to her demonic nature, her brother doing the same, or her father learning about it, which never ended well for anyone.
"Yeah, I was an easy-to-kidnap kid back then, but not so much now, especially after dealing with the sickos in Hell for years. Also avoiding the cannibal colony because, just why would they do that!?" Mabel said with a bit of panic as Stan figured that this might be a good time to get out of dodge and not know more about Hell than he should.
"And I'm going to go ahead and get back to work, and by that I mean scam people out of their hard-earned money by selling them cheap shit and calling it work. You kids have fun." Stan was walking towards the door as he was talking, to make sure that the kids would be allowed to keep talking and he doesn't have to listen to the horror show of an actual Hell, which always puts things in perspective.
Dipper and Mabel watched him go before shrugging. Mabel glanced towards the journal next to Dipper and asked, "So how long do you think it will take to find out all the mysteries in your new diary?"
"Journal," Dipper corrected, giving his twin an annoyed look. "Diaries are for personal feelings while journals are used to document personal and scientific research."
Mabel rolled her eyes, "Boys just call their diaries journals to make it seem like they aren't coping girls."
Dipper held back a groan as he didn't want to argue so soon into their time in Gravity Falls. So he decided to focus on the question as he grabbed the book and flipped through the entries, "if I focused I should be able to find out every secret by the end of the summer. Not counting cross-referencing and checking with my labs and also finding out and making my own entries to-"
"Yeeeaaaaah, nope," Mabel interrupted, grabbing his wrist and pulling him out of the seat.
Dipper managed to close the journal and grab the files before Mabel started pulling him towards the front door. "Mabel! What?"
"You're not going to be doing this all summer," Mabel objected as she pulled him out the door. "I get that you are interested in finding everything out but you can't spend all summer like this. Whenever you get obsessed with something you can go too far and that isn't healthy." She then gestured towards the journal and files. "This isn't time-sensitive stuff so it won't kill you to take it at a reasonable pace. Take time to enjoy the summer, and see the town and what it has to offer. I know you are considered the most mature of the three of us, but you will just burn yourself out."
Dipper sighed while wanting to go back to know more, he knew Mabel had a few points. Charlie was the eldest child of Lucifer and also the old child from the queen of Hell, so she is the strongest/greatest candidate for the throne of Hell whenever their father decides to retire and Dipper wasn't even sure when that would happen. But he had heard several of the rumors from other Overlords and even from the Ars Goetia that Dipper's level of maturity would make him a more suitable heir. Of course, none of those who had this opinion were dumb enough to state it within earshot of Lucifer, and the lower-level demons he heard the rumor from found themselves as 'willing' employees with testing at the labs. She was also right about the times he was so focused on a project, that it took his sisters practically dragging him out and rest for a few days. He will admit he felt better after the rest but he still had that problem. He placed the files in a spot on the counters before a wave of his hand to summon a seal to hide/protect them while making use of the Journal was placed in his vest. "Okay, fine I'll take a break. Now where are you taking me?"
"To see the town duh," Mabel told him gleefully, letting go of her brother now that he stopped resisting. "I plan on taking a lot of pictures of us here and maybe add to them on Sinstagram. Plus I'm sure your fan girls would love seeing new photos of you on Earth over the summer."
She added this part with a teasing grin to which Dipper laughed. "Oh please, I don't have any fan girls."
He kept walking while Mabel paused her stride, not seeing the deadpan look she was giving him. Mabel face palmed, shaking her head but kept walking to catch up. She couldn't help by wonder how someone so smart can be so dense. Maybe it was because she managed both their Sinstagram accounts but she knew a lot more girls were following and favoriting his photos than with her. She didn't even care about how popular he had become but he surely had some idea right?
As the twins walked down the road, neither one noticed a bush rustle and something spying on them as they got further away.
(Scene change)
It didn't take them long for the twins to reach the main part of town and found it wasn't that bad of a place. They thought it would be an even smaller old-fashioned town but despite the only way in or out was the bus or highway, they still had things more small towns don't usually have like a regular movie theater and drive-in movie theater, a large arcade, a small mall if the sign was correct, and even a car dealership of all things. They also found that the people here were very friendly, greeting them as they walked as they were clearly new. And while it was an old-fashioned town, it didn't feel like one set in their ways. Now the twins doubted someone could come in and change too much but they had heard of other small towns that refuse to change anything even if it would benefit them. Still, it didn't take anything away from the twins who walked and explored the town. "This place is very nice," Mabel said as she took a selfie outside one of the shops.
"It is," Dipper admitted. Sure almost any city was nicer than Hell's cities but compared to other places on Earth he has been, Gravity Falls still had its own charm. "When mom said it was an old-fashioned town, I honestly expected something from Cannibal Town but this isn't that bad."
"Well to be fair Miss Rosie told us the people/sinner don't want to change," Mabel added with a shrug. "And anyone that tries to force change usually ends up getting eaten."
"Or tries to live there and fail to conform," Dipper also added in a more deadpan tone, as while he respects Rosie and how she can keep the town of cannibals from acting up doesn't mean they don't have their own faults. Don't get him wrong, most of the people were very polite and seemed to act like they were from the 1920s to '50s but there is a reason most people try to avoid the place if they could.
"Details," Mabel muttered with a wave of her hands as she took another Selfie with Dipper next to her with the background of an old-fashioned dinner behind them. Once she posted it to Sinstagram she beamed as she noted a new alert. "Oh, we got a new follower. Neat. Thanks, Succu-Bi in the Woods." She then grins to Dipper, "Maybe you'll get another fan from the post of you."
"Uh-huh," he mutters as he walks pass her towards the dinner to see what they could get for lunch. "Whatever you say."
Mabel sighed, "Okay I am being completely and totally serious here brosph: you got way more fangirls than you think. And I'm not talking about Charlie, Dad, or all our uncles and aunts that run the other rings, but actual fans that love yea. A bunch of succubus and incubi, Odette and Clara but that's a given considering-"
"Mabel, let's not bring our arrangement into this," Dipper interrupted with a slight blush. Stopping at the door of the dinner he turned back to his sister, "It's nothing serious, and we aren't even dating."
"Bang buddies can still be fans," Mabel countered with a roll of her eyes. "But back to the point, they are your fans and aren't the only ones." She got out her hellphone and started scrolling through different followers of Dipper's account. "There are other sinners, like this Martha lady and this hot teacher Mrs. Mayberry," she pauses and added while wiggling her eyebrow, "total cougar and MILF vibes by the way." She giggled at his small blush but kept going. "But more than just sinners or people in the Pride Ring, like those envy twins that Uncle Fizz is always facing during those clown pageants-"
Dipper cut her off hearing what she said, "You can't really call him uncle until Uncle Oz officially declares they are dating."
Mabel scoffed at this and rolled her eyes, "Dipper, they are more than just sleeping together. They are dating, in love with each other and everyone fucking knows it. I'm just calling it as it is. Now don't distract me," she went back to her phone and showed him the profile of someone else. "And you can't deny she is probably your biggest fan. I mean this is-"
But she was interrupted once again. By another voice calling out of them. "Hey, Mabel!"
Mabel looked annoyed at not only the interruption but also who was calling her. Dipper raised a brow as Mabel put her phone away and took a deep breath to calm herself. She turned towards the person walking towards them "Norman, are you following me?"
Dipper blinked hearing the name and took a good look at this Norman. He had an older male looking to be in his teens with a lanky build. He has pasty skin, was wearing a black hoodie that holes in the sleeve, and kept the hood up. The hair visible was brown and had what looked like part of a branch sticking out of it. He walked closer to them, looking slightly unsteady before stopping in front of them. "Sup?" He said, giving them a finger gun gesture.
"Hey?" Dipper responded, not sure what was going on, but he had an idea.
"You didn't answer me Norman," Mabel told him, getting more annoyed.
"Right…" he said as he blinked, "what was the question?"
"Are you following me?" she repeated with narrowed eyes. "You just so happen to meet me here after coming to the Shack to ask me out?"
"What? No!" Norman denied at once, holding up his hands in surrender. "I just like coming here to eat." He paused before he said in a stage whisper as if it was a secret. "You should try the pies."
Mabel groaned, "Okay I was being nice before to let you down gently, but I see shouldn't have. I know I am irresistible, but I'm not interested in dating you."
"Oh," he said, almost slumping at the rejection. He then glanced from Mabel to Dipper before back to her and asked, "Because you are dating this him?" he asked, pointing to Dipper.
Both twins cringed in disgust and Mabel gagged. "Dude that's my sister," Dipper explained, with a groan.
"Seriously what the fuck?" Mabel asked, shivering.
"But…" Norman tried to speak but Dipper cut him off. "We're twins dumbass."
"Norman…just leave me alone," Mabel finally said as she turned and pulled Dipper into the dinner. "Next time I won't be so nice."
They entered the dinner, leaving Norman to stand alone as he looked confused. He finally spoke in a different, higher tone than before, "How was I supposed to know?"
(scene change)
Dipper and Mabel returned to their room in the attic after exploring the town, but Mable was not in a good mood. There was a good reason for her bad mood.
"I'm pissed that Norman showed up everywhere we went!" Mabel was indeed mad as she said that, as Norman was showing up everywhere trying to talk and convince her to go on a date. Acting more like a stalking creep than a potential boyfriend, but she's dealt with worse in Hell. Though she was still pretty mad that he didn't get the hint, not at the diner, graveyard, and so on.
"I have no idea how he knew where we were the entire time, and maybe you need to breathe before trying to level the town with Hellfire." Dipper's suggestion got through to Mabel as she turned, showing her eyes were turning into her demon form while some fire was starting to form around her. She then took a deep breath and calmed down allowing the fire to disappear and her eyes to turn into normal. "Still, he was pretty creepy even for a human that it kind of reminded me of something."
"Oh yeah. what did you think of?" Mabel was genuinely curious as she scooped up Waddles, who wandered in the room, and started petting him to help calm her nerves. She was the second princess of Hell and needed to have some dignity after all.
"It was in the journal," Dipper flipped through the pages of the journal until he came to a specific entry. "Known for their pasty skin and bad attitude, they are often mistaken for teenagers. Beware of Gravity Falls undead of zombies."
"Zombies!?" Mabel practically shouted as she started getting upset again and her eyes turned back into their demon glow.
(Scene Change)
"Zombies!?" Was the shout that Stan heard, or rather misheard, as he was busy shaving to keep some appearance.
"Crombie? That's not even a word." Stan was wondering why he would think of that before staring straight into the mirror. "You're losing your mind."
(Scene Change)
"Rrrgh, I am just about ready to kick his undead ass if he keeps trying to get a date out of me!" Mabel was being a little more aggressive while keeping Waddles comfy enough, even if the Hell Pig knew his mistress was angry.
"I'm not sure he is a zombie, too smart for that," Dipper noted the fact that seemed to contradict the initial point that suggested a zombie.
"Now that is a dilemma to be sure." Came the voice of Soos as he was busy changing a lightbulb.
The twins nearly jumped as they didn't notice him. "Soos?" Dipper asked, looking to the door and wondering why he didn't notice it had opened or how the handyman managed to walk up, set up a ladder, and nearly finished with a task.
"Sup dudes," he said simply as he took the bulb out of the socket. "I just came in when you dudes were so focused on your talking."
"So, what do you think Soos?" Mabel asked him. "Do you think Norman is a zombie?"
Soos finished screwing in the new lightbulb as he hummed in thought. Finally, he asked, "How many brains did you see this guy eat?"
Mabel seems to slump in dismay, "Zero."
"Look dudes, I believe you," he told them after getting off the ladder. "Since you two are Satan's kids, if anyone would know more about weird stuff it would be use two."
"Lucifer," Dipper corrected, not upset with the error as he knew the man wasn't being rude. "our dad and Satan are two different people."
Soos was taken aback by this, "really? Huh…I wonder why people seem to think they are the same dude."
"Heaven propaganda," Dipper guessed even if he didn't have evidence.
Mabel shrugged, "To be fair, Uncle Satan is, like, the second strongest Sin with him only being weaker than Dad, his wife, and Charlie."
Soos gave another hum, wondering how the twins could compare but decided to focus on other matters. "Either way you got to get evidence, otherwise everyone will think you are some sort of coo-coo clock."
Mabel sighed, "Heaven will be so lucky to have a wise man like you, Soos."
Dipper nodded, "Either way you're right Soos. We'll get the evidence we need and take care of this."
"No problem dudes," Soos said as he closed up the ladder. "I'd do anything for the Pines family."
"Soos!" came Stan's voice calling out, "the outhouse is clogged again?"
Soos adjusted his hat and gained a serious and determined look, "I am needed elsewhere."
And with that he left the room, walking backwards as he did so. Mabel gestured to where Soos just was, "Seriously I'm jealous Heaven is gonna gain someone so cool!"
"It's better if he he gets to Heaven," Dipper agreed as he flipped through the Journal back to the section on zombies. "but for now let's expose Norman for what he really is."
"And if he really is a zombie?" Mabel asked.
"Then we'll take care of him," Dipper answered with a shrug. "Simple as that."
Mabel shrugged, "Well I can at least use the trident dad got me that matches Charlie."
Dipper pulled out a board and started to write, "Here's the plan, we lure Norman to an empty field in the woods, call him out, and either have him confess his secret so we can trap him and find it ourselves. Afterward, we will deal with him if we need to." He then smirked at Mabel, "and luckily we have the perfect bait that he is obsessed with."
Mabel gave him a deadpan look, "I would say 'fuck you' but your bang buddies already do that." She smirked at his sputter. "So to make it seem easier for him to try something you will need to be close yet completely hidden."
"I got it covered," Dipper agreed, recovering from the teasing. "Or rather Salem does."
Dipper's shadow shifted before it rippled as if it was water and the head of a black cat peaked out. It gave a short meow and sank back into its master's shadow. Dipper grinned down at the special shadow cat, "She will be able to hide me until the right moment and pop me out when it's time."
Mabel grinned, punching her palm and ready to go. "Alright let's get this bitch!
Dipper raised a brow as he saw Mabel's horns were showing and her eyes became red. "Mabel your devil side is showing."
Mabel blinked before she calmed down enough for her demon features to shrink once more.
(Scene change)
Mabel was all but skipping as she moved through the woods, making it seem like she wasn't being careful but she had an eye and ear out for her target. And while she didn't see Dipper at all she knew he was nearby completely hidden. Dipper himself was hidden in a shadow, moving slowly so it wouldn't stick out as he followed Mabel. To him, the world seemed to be in a filter where the colors were duller and the sound seemed muffled but he could still see and hear what he needed to. Right below him, Salem was walking calmly while releasing a grayish aura showing she was using her powers to hide her master. And while she looked bored, Dipper knew she was on the hunt and more attuned than either twin was. This came true as Salem looked to the side and Dipper followed her gaze and noticed Norman walking through the woods.
Mabel heard the rustling of bushes, making her stop and turn in time to see Norman step out of them. Mabel had to school her features to make it seem like she was bored rather than excited to pull the trap sooner. "Oh…hey Norman."
"Hey Mabel," Norman said, looking around. "What are you doing here all alone?"
"Just walking," Mabel said simply. "And I will keep walking."
She didn't need to glance around to know that Dipper was close by as Norman held his hands up, "Listen, can we talk?"
"What is there to talk about?" Mabel asked him, letting some of her annoyance leak out as she used it to get him to talk. "I have been enjoying the day exploring the town with my brother and you keep popping up like a stalker."
Norman didn't seem disgruntled by the insult as he preserved. "Well you're just so perfect so I have an important question for you."
"And what is that?" Mabel asked, thinking this would get him to let something slip. "Like how were you able to find me so fast every time? What is so important?"
Norman finally looked nervous as he toyed with the zipper of his hoodie. "Just…promise not to freak out."
Mabel made no such promise but waited as did Dipper who leaned closer out of habit. They waited as Norman undid the zipper of his hoodie and pulled it open. It fell away as well as the pants but instead of a zombie or even a normal naked body, it was…gnomes. A bunch of tiny men with large beards and pointy red hats. The head that was Norman's face then said in a normal if higher tone of voice, "Is this weird? Is this too weird?"
Dipper and Salem blinked in surprise before glancing at each other, not sure what to make of this. Mabel stared, only able to blink before she finally said, "I'll be one million percent transparent; I didn't expect this."
"Right so, we're Gnomes, just wanted to get that out of the way, and thank you for not freaking out so far," Norman said as he then gestured to the various other Gnomes, "this is Carson, Steve, Jason, and I'm sorry I always forget your name."
"Schmebulok," Replied the specific Gnome as Norman himself snapped his fingers like he just remembered.
"Schmebulok, thanks," Norman then turned his attention back to Mabel as he continued explaining, "The long story short, is that recently our queen died and we just finished our mourning rituals, including bereavement jam."
Mabel didn't like the looks they were giving her, as they were focused on her, and if she was alone then she might have been more than freaked, she was more annoyed really before she had to ask, "Okay, I feel bad for you guys for losing your queen, but what does that have to do with you stalking me?"
"Well, that's because we are looking for a new queen. Right guys?" Norman's companions showed agreement as they started to look like they were getting grabby while chanting in an obsessively almost pervy way, the word queen. "So I kind of wanted to go out to ask if you would join us in holy matrignomy, matri-matrinomy. Blargh, can't talk today."
Mabel couldn't believe it, this guy was stalking her all day just to get her to date him, so he could have her marry him!? That might have worked when she was 12, but not here. "That was what you wanted to talk to me about? You were stalking me all day while I was hanging out with my bro because you were looking for a booty call!?"
"Uh, it would be one thousand of us to keep us going, and that isn't helping is it?" Norman was pretty much right as Mabel was mad.
"Oh, so that's how you see a girl, just a birthing machine to gangbang all day long!?" Mabel would admit that she isn't always the easiest to get angry, but she was not having this kind of thing happen to her.
"Okay when you say it like that it sounds like a bad thing," Jeff tried to say in defense but Mabel wasn't having it.
"Because it is a bad thing!" Mabel shouts, causing the gnomes to stumble and fall into a pile. "That kind of thinking is as bad as-" she stopped and took a deep breath to try and calm down. Despite how bad they are being, even Jeff isn't nearly as bad as Him.
There is only one sinner that Mabel hates more than anything else. How bad was it? If given the chance Mabel would use Vaggie's angelic spear and stab him in the face in front of Charlie then let him try and be redeemed. Still, she wasn't going to try and make Jeff to that level since she knew better. After taking a moment to calm down and the gnomes to make their pile so Jeff was near her eye level, Mabel addressed them. "Look I am many things and like to say I am open-minded, but this 'thing' you want isn't going to work out and isn't going to happen."
The gnomes looked disappointed and bowed their heads. Jeff sighed, "I understand. We won't forget you, Mabel."
Mabel blinked, expecting more of a struggle. "I am glad we can both act like adults about this. Buuuut…"
"Because we're gonna kidnap you," Jeff finished, as the other gnomes perked up.
"And there it is," Mabel said with another sigh.
Then the gnomes gave a screech and jumped towards Mabel to grab her. But before they even got halfway there, a wall of darkness rose up and blocked them. The gnomes hit the darkness as if it were a solid mass and bounced off. "What the hell!?" Jeff cried, not expecting this.
"Not yet, but in the same ballpark."
The wall lowered to reveal Dipper now standing next to Mabel with Salem standing in front of them. The shadow cat had her eyes focused on the gnomes and they felt like they were staring down a predator. It didn't help that it was giving a slight dark aura off of its body. "We are going to give you one chance," Mabel said sternly, her hands on her hips, "Walk away and we won't kick your tiny asses."
Dipper crossed his arms at the gnomes. "I'd take it if I were you guys."
Jeff, however, scowled, shaking his fist in anger, "Don't you dare mock us, boy. The gnomes are a powerful- wait where did you get those?"
As Jeff had begun his rant, the twins figured they wouldn't back down and summoned their weapons. They were made and given to them by their father and were given the choice of what kind of weapons they could have, so long as they didn't show their mother. Dipper decided on a sword, a simple yet elegant longsword that can be used either with one or both hands. Mabel on the other hand decided she wanted a trident or pitchfork like their sister Charlie. Charlie herself mostly uses a large shield nowadays but did help Mabel learn how to use the weapon safely while Dipper learned a few styles from friends of his father for favors.
Both stood at the ready while Salem's aura seemed to increase as she hunched her back before Dipper stretched behind her ear to calm her down. "No need to go into battle mode Salem, this shouldn't be an issue."
"You are still no match!" Jeff declared though they felt it didn't have the same bravado as before. "Get them!"
The twins weren't sure what Jeff expected with only a couple of gnomes to help him until more came from the underbrush and from hiding spots in the trees. They gathered in large numbers and surrounded the twins and guardians. Confidante in their advantage in numbers the gnomes swarmed them all at once. Unfortunately, that confidence was misplaced as the twins swung their weapons and unleashed a wave of fire. The flames hit the ground, surged up, and forced the gnomes to alter their charge, but then the twins jumped through the flames unharmed and went on the offensive. They kept their weapons low or used their blunt sides as while they were annoyed with the gnomes they didn't feel the need to kill them…yet. The gnomes were being swatted away and knocked into others so easily as they moved, not giving them a moment to gain any momentum. Once or twice the twins noticed some gnomes trying to get the other while their back was turned so they sent a small wave of fire to show why that was a bad idea. The gnomes weren't killed but they found either their hats or beards on fire and forced to try and put them out.
As for Salem: Salem's actions towards the gnomes were so gruesome and cruel that they were forced to become censored as they could be considered war crimes. In other words….she was being a cat.
Jeff wasn't happy about any of this. "Come on guys! How can we be losing like this? We're a powerful race in…"
He paused seeing that the twins now had all the gnomes defeated and in a large pile. They were still alive, groaning in pain, and how they were tired or couldn't move. Mabel made Dipper take a pose in front of the pile and took his picture. Mabel then put her phone away and turned to Jeff. "What were you saying? I wasn't listening."
"Ummm," was all Jeff could say in his defense. "We can talk this out right?"
"We did," Mabel corrected him "and it led to this."
She then twirled her trident and it transformed into a golf club. She was now above Jeff and took aim. Jeff realized what she intended to do and tried to speak up. "No! No! Wait!"
"FORE!" Mabel shouts before she swings her club and strikes Jeff right in the face. For a second the gnome felt pain as his face all but caved in before he was sent flying into the forest, screaming as he went.
Mabel beamed, pleased with herself before she got her phone out again and posted the picture of Dipper on Sinstagram. "And post. I will admit this will be a good look for you." She then noticed a new notification and laughed, "and SocialMediaQueen once again is the first person to like and favorite your image. Even you can't deny that 'She' is your biggest fangirl."
Dipper rolled his eyes and scratched Salem behind her ears as a reward for her aid in this. "Mabel we're just coworkers and that's not even most *of the time. I'm sure she sees me as just a friend that can relate to her."
As he opened up the journal to have edits to the gnome entry, he didn't notice the look of disbelief Mabel was giving him, nor how she threw her hands up as she felt like giving up. Seriously how can the smartest people she knows be so stupid at times? She pushed it from her mind before she snapped and said to her twin. "So Charlie wanted me to help her with an idea for the Hotel. I was thinking of spending the night there, want to come?"
Dipper snapped the journal shut looking determined. "Actually I have some business to take care of in Hell so I think I will. We'll just get our stuff and let Grunkle Stan know."
The twins headed back towards the Mystery Shack, Mabel smirking at him as they walked. "So going for a booty call with Odette and Clara huh? Just don't have it at the hotel or Vaggie will throw a fit."
Dipper rolled his eyes, "it's not anything with them. It's to check on one project with the labs and to…talk with someone."
"Uh-huh," Mabel muttered, clearly not believing him.
(Scene Change)
Stan was in a good mood, strike that a great mood. The reason is that everything was going well in the money area of the Mystery Shack, thanks to Waddles the Hell Pig wandering around being cute and occasionally oinking like a normal pig and being quite intelligent. It was the end of the day with everyone that was a customer or worker having left, and that was when he saw his niece and nephew come in with a cat that was black as shadows with red eyes.
"Hey kids, what's with the cat?" Stan's question caught the attention of the two as Dipper looked at him.
"Oh, this is Salem, and she's my pet" Stan shrugged at Dipper's explanation as Salem decided to dismount her perch for the moment and wander around before sitting in front of Waddles.
"She's not going to mess up my stuff is she?" Good question from the Grunkle as he didn't want to have everything be damaged from a wandering cat.
"No, she's well-behaved and has no problem staying in my shadow," Dipper said as Salem showed what he meant by stepping inside the shadow of her master, sinking into it with ease. "When she's out the worst she will probably do to you is sit somewhere staring at you with judgment in her eyes."
"Yeesh. Well, I did so well today thanks to Waddles that I feel like giving you two a gift, so you can both take one item from the shop on the house, no catch, outside the ten percent profit from having Waddles as a mascot," Stan said as the two looked and figured that they weren't going to have a better deal than that so they both took a look around the shop. Dipper himself found himself drawn to a blue and white hat with a pine tree symbol on it. It reminded him of the nickname his father gives him, both because of his name and in his father's words 'You are growing fast and I can see him standing tall like a Pine Tree'. Dipper took the hat, placed it on his head, and checked the look in a mirror near the hats. He will admit that he liked the look and it looked good on him. Mabel on the other hand…
"And I shall have a grappling hook!" Mabel said as she somehow found a grappling hook among the various items that were there.
"Uh, wouldn't you rather have a doll or something?" Stan asked as Mabel denied the request for a doll.
"Nope, grappling hook," Mabel then fired the grappling hook and drew herself in the air without any kind of wings. Stan just shrugged at the action as long as it didn't cause too much damage.
"Oh, Stan, letting you know that we're going to Hell to stay with Charlie, you know our older half-sister. Just letting you know since we kind of want to help with her hotel down there, and there are some other things we need to do down for a bit, and we will be back tomorrow." Dipper said as Stan raised an eyebrow at that, but then shrugged once more.
"Okay, but it ain't something a responsible parent would likely do. Good thing I'm an uncle so go raise some Hell." Stan said with a bit of a smile, even if he knew that niece let them go, but he had his own thing and watched them make a portal to Hell and leave. "Time to take care of a few things."
(Scene Change)
Alastor smiled as he watched from the second story overlooking the lobby of the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie was entertaining some sort of idea for the hotel with her sister who was talking adamantly with her as well as Vaggie, who was -mostly quiet most of the time allowing the sisters to go through the creativity of whatever silly idea Charlie had this time. It surprised him to see Angel Dust was also with the group, not really contributing to Charlie's idea but talking with Mabel as she seemed to knit a sweater. The fact Charlie's sister was able to focus on either conversation with Charlie or Angel and not stop her hand knitting was impressive to Alastor. It reminded him of when his own mother would sit in her rocking chair, talking and entertaining him while working on a homemade sweater for him. God bless her heart, he always made sure they were neatly folded in his trunk as keepsakes even when he was an adult. Make sure none of his deeds as a serial killer would even so much as touch them, fear of staining their good nature. His musing was broken when Alastor noticed that Dipper was walking towards him. The radio demon grinned at him, "Ah and the full set has graced us with their presence tonight. And what can I do for you, my dear prince?"
"Alastor," Dipper greeted in an even tone. "Can we talk?"
"Oh course!" Alastor answered cheerfully.
The two turned into the hallway and walked deeper into the hotel. Once out of earshot, the overlord addressed the boy, "So what do you wish to talk about my dear boy? You aren't interested in making a deal are you?"
"Not at all," Dipper said simply, not even looking at Alastor as he held a glowing hand towards him. "I simply wish to see how things are doing with you agreeing to help and also give you a warning."
Whatever Alastor was expecting, it wasn't that. He chuckled at Dipper. "My dear boy, if I wanted to run anyone here…I would have done so."
Here he growled at the younger male, his grin spreading wider, his eyes turning into radio dials and unleashing some of his power. The area around them seemed to blur in radio static as runic symbols appeared and disappeared around them. Dipper didn't even look started or react as he turned to look the demon in the face. "No, you won't."
This made Alastor pause, the static effect dropping while the demon looked confused. "Pardon?"
"No, you aren't pardoned, nor will you be," Dipper said rolling his shoulders.
Before Alastor could get his footing again, Dipper lashed out and grabbed the collar of Alastor's suit, pushing the taller demon into the wall. Startled, Alastor lost his added effects and slumped slightly against the wall as Dipper held him there as he glared up at him, his eyes now a deeper red and large horns growling from his head. "Don't touch me,"Alastor wanted with a growl, his eyes changing again.
Dipper didn't even blink at the warning, "You will listen here. You aren't the biggest fish in this pond, that is Charlie and then myself and my twin. You think Charlie is a pushover but the thing is even good dogs bite when you push them enough. Charlie can and will kill you permanently if you cross the line, but her nature will give you second, third, and even more chances. I have no such issues."
Alastor growled, his horns spreading and growing bigger. "You don't know who you are dealing with boy."
Below them, Alastor's shadow came alive and reached out to grab Dipper's shadow. Only for Salem's paw with dagger-like claws swiped at the offending shadow and forced it to retreat. Neither owner noticed this as Dipper went on undeterred. "The same to you, and I'm not someone who has been absent in Hell for a few years and no one even cares that he has."
It was subtle but he noticed that Alastor's eye twitched at his words. This caused Dipper to grin, "Ahhh, you love the center of attention and can't handle the fact that there are those that don't give a fuck. So, I will make this simple; you cross the line with Charlie and her dreams, and I will show you what I can really do. After all, demons run when a good man goes to war."
And with that Dipper released Alastor, the young boy's demon features receding before he started to walk away. "Lovely chat, hope we don't need to revisit it again."
Alastor took a moment to compose himself, growling as he straightened up and adjusted his coat. It seemed he underestimated the Morningstar boy but it didn't matter. The prince didn't know what he was planning and what he wanted. So he will be cautious but Alastor was man enough to admit that he was almost impressed by Dipper's willingness to face him like that. Still, he wasn't going to back down, he had too much running on the line.
(scene change)
Stan walked back into the Mystery Shack after checking the ground. He didn't think anything was out here but now it was a habit whenever he was going to be heading down into the hidden bunker. Now that the twins were here he might have to check their room every time or make fewer trips but he figured tonight would be safe anyway. After typing in the code to the vending machine and it opened up. One final check to see the coast was clear, again habit at this point, before shutting the door and making it seem like it was never there to begin with.
Outside in the shadows of the woods, a group came into the moonlight, revealing it was the gnomes once again. They returned in greater numbers with Jeff in front as the leader once more. "Okay, guys we got this."
"Schmebulok," one gnome said.
Jeff waved him off, however, "Relax man, we got all our bases covered. You guys have that wax from the flaming wasps to protect you from fire those two used and I got this." He pulled a large mushroom that was white and had a light green glow to it. "The curaga mushroom will help me able to keep everything together and heal up. With both of those even with her brother and demon monster," he paused as every gnome shivered at the reminder. "We can outlast and overpower them."
"Schmebulok."
Jeff rolled his eyes, "Yes, I know the curaga mushroom only grows once every thirty years, and that the elders say that using it comes at great cost to the gnome hive as a whole, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to take."
"Schmebulok."
"Seriously dude chillax," Jeff said starting to lose his temper. "Do any of you want to face all of them again 'without' any of this stuff?" he waited and none of the other gnomes spoke. "That's what I thought." He then tossed the mushroom up and caught it in his mouth where he chewed before swallowing it. "Okay all upgraded and ready to go. Let's get our queen!"
"I can't let you do that."
Jeff and the other gnomes froze hearing someone new speak up. They turned to see Waddles sitting by the shack. Jeff blinked, not sure if he was hearing things. "Wha?"
Waddles speaks in a soft voice again much to their surprise, "I can't let you touch my master. She was already harassed by you but I will be nice and give you one chance,"
He takes a few steps and suddenly glows red before grows bigger. He grew in height and bulk till he was over seven feet tall and three times as wide as a normal man. He also suddenly gained knight-like armor with a small helmet and carried a large cleaver on his back. He spoke again, this time in a deeper more muscular tone. "Leave now and I will forget this transgression towards my master. Continue and by the powers gifted to me by the higher lord, I will be forced to send you and your homies to the gulag."
Jeff growls, not wanting to deal with something new when they were so close. "You don't know what you are dealing with piggy. Nothing will stop us from getting our queen."
He snapped his fingers and the gnomes moved and gathered around him. they gathered and locked their limbs together to form a giant version of a gnome made from all of their bodies, complete with a beard and hat. Jeff sat at the very top to direct them all. Jeff grinned down as he took control and made the giant stomp towards Waddles.
Waddles just sighs and walks towards them, not at all frightened. "Before I kill you, I will give you the pleasure of learning my name. My master has gracefully presto upon me the name Waddles because I waddle. But the hogs that love me in the pens back home love to call me Tyrone. And that is what you shall call me after I pound you into a pile of shit and add you to my roster of bitches."
Jeff scoffed as the hand the giant pulled a fist back ready to attack. "Enough talk! We'll be turning you into one-third of a BLT!"
Waddles got into his own stand and pulled back his own fist. "And you are about to become my son."
Both fighters threw their punches and collided with each other, sending shockwaves from the blows. They held and tried to force their way through before the fight… became one-sided.
Waddles didn't throw a simple punch but turned his whole body into the blow, easily overpowering the giant fist and knocking it back. The giant stumbled but kept itself upright while the arm broke apart into a furry of gnomes. Waddles raised a brow as the gnomes gathered back together and formed a new arm. Jeff grits his teeth and moves their greatest form to face their enemy. "We're not done yet!"
"Brave words," Waddles told them as he crouched down and one of his hands grabbed the handle of his cleaver on his back. "Is what I would say if it wasn't for the fact all I hear is bitching."
Waddles jumped at the giant gnome, pulling his weapon free, and swung at the giant's neck, slicing through and beheading it with one mighty blow. Since it was made of many tiny figures instead of one whole body, this didn't kill the threat though many gnomes found themselves cut in half before the rest of the body crumbles. Waddles lands with a heavy thud, squishing a few more gnomes into a bloody mess as he places his weapon on his back once more. his eyes were searching until he found Jeff near the end of the pile which was the head of the giant. Jeff noticed him and panicked, running as Waddles came thundering after him.
"Come here, boy! Where're you going!?" Waddles shouts, not pausing as his mass either sent more gnomes flying or squished beneath his feet.
Jeff screamed in fear as Waddles kept running after him. Waddles then gave a mighty leap and crashed into the earth right behind Jeff, bouncing the gnome into the air from the force. With no way to defend himself, Waddles uppercuts the gnome in the face and knocks him higher. As he fell Waddles hit him again with a different blow and then another, each one knocking him back into the air. Waddles juggled the gnome with his blows before a final punch landed right in Jeff's face and sent him crashing into the earth.
Waddles took this moment to check on the other gnomes that were starting to charge at him, only to raise a brow seeing a few stumbled as they lost all their color to a bleached white. They then groaned as they broke apart and crumbled into dust. Confused by this action, Waddles turned towards Jeff to see what was happening. Jeff was a mass of bruised flesh and broken bones. But he was also glowing green as the bruises faded and his limbs twisted themselves around and healed fully. It didn't take much for Waddles to realize what was happening but pointed out a flaw in Jeff's plan. "Well well, it seems you made yourself into an immortal punching bag. Congratulations you played yourself."
"Schmebulok!"
Waddles didn't react to the 'war cry' as he backhanded the gnome and sent it flying into the woods. As Jeff slowly got to his feet, Waddles was on him again and grabbed the gnome by his body and slammed him into the ground, imprinting him into the dirt. Then Waddles ran, dragging Jeff through the earth and deeper into the woods. As he went, Jeff cried out in pain, the other gnomes tried to follow but many ended up dying before they got too far. Once deeper into the woods, Waddles felt it was far enough that he didn't need to hold back to prevent their master's temporary home from breaking.
Waddles dropped Jeff and then leaped over twenty feet into the air. Once he reached his peak, Waddles shifted his body and smacked his right arm twice before falling sideways and holding his elbow out. Jeff healed up and opened his eyes to see Waddles coming with an elbow slam directly into the face. The blow created a massive ten-foot crater, sending rocks, dirt, and dust into the air. Waddles then got to his feet and glared down to see Jeff healing once more. It didn't last as an earth-breaking blow slammed into his body once again, followed by another one and another one. Waddles landed blow after earth-shaking blow onto Jeff, disforming and breaking the gnome's body. As the beatdown continued, the other gnomes finally started to catch up, some dying but others managing to get closer and closer. A few gnomes that weren't being killed by Jeff's healing attempted to jump Waddles but the warrior smacked or backhanded them away before going back to pummeling Jeff. One time Waddles turned his body and his mouth wide and crunched onto one unlucky gnome with a sickening sound of bones breaking and flesh ripping. A quick swallow and Waddles cupped his hands together before slamming both into the earth, causing more rocks to get knocked up and leaving Jeff a beaten mess.
Deciding that he has enough, Waddles picked Jeff up by the face and told me, "Tell me boy…what's my name?"
Jeff stutters which annoyed Waddles, "I can't hear you over that T-t-t-t-t-t. What's My Name Boy!?"
Jeff could only whine and squeak in a muffled tone, "T-Tyrone!"
"Good," Waddles stated before he dropped Jeff. With his opponent at his feet, Waddles draws his cleaver once more. "Now you can join your homies in the gulag."
Jeff looked to see the monster hold the blade above him and he panicked, "NO WAI-"
But Waddles took no notice as he ended the fight with one more blow. Waddles then simply rolled his shoulders and walked out of the crater he made, replacing his weapon once more. Once he was out Waddles then glowed and turned back into his cuddly hell pig form. As he walks back to the shack, not at all bothered by his actions. He only wondered when his master would return so he could get his daily cuddles. He sighed, "The things I do for love."
(Scene change)
Inside a familiar house, a group of robbed people were around a seal with a sacrificial lamb on the altar. The group started to chant as a pentagram seal glowed and a figure appeared. Lucifer opened his eyes all dramatically before blinking as he took in the setting, "Oh wow, I am impressed. Usually, when I get summoned, they have at least one thing wrong or inaccurate, but this is nice. My compliments."
The leader bowed to him, "You humble us, my lord. But I confessed we didn't do this alone. We had help recently and they informed us of how we have been doing a great disservice to you."
Lucifer hummed as he took in more of the details "Well they did a good job. Wait…" he paused as he slowly connected the dots. "Were the ones that helped you a pair of twins? a boy and girl perhaps?"
The leader seemed surprised at how his lord managed to figure that out so fast. "Why yes, in fact, they were. Do you know them, my lord?"
Lucifer's grin widened slightly, his eye giving a single twitch as he answered, "You could say that."
Ten minutes later back in Hell, a portal opened inside Lucifer's workshop. The other side of the portal was filled with smoke and fire as Lucifer hopped through and back home. "Wow! I feel so much better now!" He turned and pointed towards one of the rubber ducks he had been working on. "Take that depression! I'm not a failure of a father after all!
He then took his hellphone out and made a quick call. Luckily they answered quickly, "Good news Maddie," Lucifer told the mother of the twins. "You don't have to worry about those creepy cult guys anymore." He paused listening to her reply. "No, you don't want to know the details."
And done. Took a bit but we got another chapter finish and got to see how the twins can handle their first glimpse into the strange that is Gravity Falls. Too bad these twins have experienced actual Hell so they can handle themselves nicely. We got to see some of the twin's abilities and the weapons they got from their family. We also got a surprise in Waddles being like Razzle and Dazzle but also Salem. Now at first, we didn't plan on them to do this or even make Salem but a few commenters wondered if the twins would have protectors, and after talking about it with Wolf, we agreed that their father would. whole his first defense to keeping the twins a secret from everyone outside of Hell, if he has Razzle and Dazzle be protectors of Charlie then he would do the same for the twins. Waddles' scene was fun to make and while we showed hints of what Salem can do, she is more than meets the eye.
We also got a small glimpse into what the twins have or do in Hell. Was it a surprise that Dipper was sort of a ladies' man, abet a dense one? I am sure a few of those surprised readers and the other revealed who some of the fangirls are in Hell. Anyone willing to take a guess?
But one important question I do want to ask my readers. Since we have many fangirls of Dipper and they live in Hell for most of their lives, there will be plenty of sexual themes and more coming up later. So do you prefer to see the lemons and sex scenes in their perverted details or should they be implied and let our perverted imagination run wild?
But how was the chapter? Something you either might want to see more of or won't even bother checking out again. That's fine, I don't expect this to be for everyone but for those that want to see more, more will come as this is too much fun. Wolf and I already have the first season planned out already and even working on the next chapter. We have even more surprises, a few reveals that I hope shock you and our first song of the story. Until next time…Stay Tune~!