[Brain Storming a LongFic.] This One Shot is shorter than intended because:

1) Notes had been incomplete. 2) Writing in diary entries is difficult. Note for Future Self: Full Fic written in a different style, diary entries only supplementary. 3) I don't want to showcase too much about the full fic.

Ciao for now,

ABSOLute out!

31st May 2012

Dear Brand New Diary,

Tomorrow is the day.

I honestly still can't believe it, I'm going to Gravity Falls! I'm going to see Dipper!

It is so weird, I'm excited to see my brother! Don't get me wrong, I love Dip'n'dot! I think. It is just, twins, or siblings in general are supposed to stick together, be raised together. But for some reason mom and dad had my gruncle raise Dippy.

I'm not sure if I mentioned it in prior entries, or volumes for that matter, but some of my classmates at first didn't believe I had a twin. Another set of twins in my old elementary class kinda bullied me, claiming I lied to be special. I had to bring our birth certificates and other documents until Mrs. Emes, my old teacher, put a stop to this.

One of the twins, Irma – I think – asked afterwards if my parents hated my brother, because 'why else would they ditch him with some relative'. I still think about it, because they never gave an answer why Dipper is in Oregon.

When I arrive there tomorrow, I need to figure out what is going on.

Now, aside from raising Dipper, or more like because he is raising Dipper, I'm surprised mom and dad didn't talk much about my gruncle. Well, I visited them a few times, but only for short periods of time.

Gruncle Ford is a scientist. He researches the supernatural. Mom and dad think he is cooks, but considering he gets grants from the government, he must do something right.

Dipper is his apprentice, but they said that Ford won't give him too many tasks so that we can spend the summer together.

Most of the past visits, they visited us. Even back then, I could feel that dad wasn't comfortable with Ford here. Dad often cut the visits short. He and Gruncle Ford were constantly arguing.

That was it. Until tomorrow, diary.

Oh, I forgot to mention. I made this new diary, because the actual one is nearly full. I doubt the whole summer fits in there, so I opened a new one!

Until tomorrow!

1st June 2012

Dear Diary,

I'm writing this from the bus!

After I finished writing yesterday, Dip and I had a late night video call! Dippy told me about the stuff he had planned for when I am there. He also warned me not to pack too many sweaters, as it will be warm a lot of time. Jokes on him, I learned a knitting method for lighter, more airy sweaters in preparation for the summer! As proof, I knit him one! Well, it is my bus ride project. This ride takes hours, I will be bored and I have no one to talk!

I asked mom and dad if they hated Dipper, but they said no. Why are we separated?

I arrived in Gravity Falls! As soon as I got out of the bus, I hugged Dipper… and tackled him to the floor. I gave him the sweater and he instantly wore it before hugging me again. After that, Ford showed me his house. Including the room I will be staying in. Dipper, none the less, showed me his attic room.

I'm jealous, he has so much space. Then again, he lives there full time. The attic would be perfect for sleep overs!

We will definitively hang out in his room most of the time.

Surprisingly enough, Ford has two employees. Soos and Wendy. Soos is a handyman (and a bit of a cleaner) while Wendy is a lab assistant. Well, a second assistant to Dipper. Dippy got his own lab! He made a hologram kitty for me! I call him Captain Meow Meow. Dippy added a function to give CMM little outfits! I decided he'll mainly rock a pirate hat.

He said, "I originally intended to give it to you at our birthday, but I was so excited that you're finally here! Now I have no idea what to give to you at the end of the summer." I told him it is enough if I figure out why we are separated.

His mimic instantly fell to a frowny face. I suppose everyone is aware about it but me. Ford didn't give an answer either, he just said our parents had a good reason for this decision.

17th June 2012

Dear Diary,

Dipper also has a Diary! Well, he calls it a journal but that is just another word for diary. He claims he notes down his own research in there, but he always writes into it! Even when we have a sleep over in the attic. It must be a Diary.

Ford has a similar habit. His diary – or journal has a six fingered hand with a 5 on it. Like his hands! He showed me his older field journals. They contained stuff about supernatural beings that he claims exist here. Some pages had weird symbols and glyphs on them.

I may try to learn these, because most of Dip'n'dot's diary is just written in there symbols! I managed to peak into it. He looked annoyed that I peaked, until he realized I couldn't read it. For some reason he was surprised I could not read it! Aside from him, no one I know of can read it!

Apparently Ford can't read the glyphs in his books. Who wrote them, then? Dipper? The old journals are from the 80s!

It is me again. It is nearly midnight. There is something else I noted about Dippy. He is a total night owl. Just a few minutes ago, while getting a midnight snack, he was up and utterly energized! This isn't the first time I've witnessed him being a night owl. I have to wonder if he needs sleep. The bed in his room looks barely used, too.