20-23-15 20-18-9-1-14-7-12-5-19
15-14-5 23-8-15'19 3-8-5-5-18-6-21-12
15-14-5 23-8-15'19 5-22-9-12
Takes place sometime between Roadside Attraction and Dipper and Mabel VS the Future for Gravity Falls and sometime near the end of season four for Phineas and Ferb. I apologize for the long hiatus. The second chapter should be done soon. In the meantime, some edits were done for this chapter as I fleshed out the rest of the story.
It was a beautiful day in Gravity Falls, Oregon and Mabel Pines was rolling in a pile of leaves.
"This is fun!" she laughed, as mud and sticks got stuck in her hair.
Dipper Pines was frantically chewing on his pencil, a journal in his hand and what appeared to be concentration on his face. Ford was still working on ways to stop Bill, but there wasn't much Dipper could do to help. Grunkle Ford did seem to trust Dipper with important stuff, especially after the incident with the mind-reading machine, but Dipper had only studied supernatural stuff for the duration of the summer whereas Ford had studied it in another dimension for thirty years. There were just some things that Dipper didn't understand enough about the rift to help yet. But he hated sitting around doing nothing, especially with Bill around plotting for the end of the world. So Dipper decided to go into the woods near the Mystery Shack to reread Journal #3 to see if there was anything hidden in there, anything he had missed before, that could help him defeat Bill. Mabel was there for emotional support.
"These flowers are so pretty!" she gasped, staring at some pink roses.
"Arg!" Dipper cried out, frustrated, "I've read this stupid journal a million times. But there's got to be something else in there!"
"Oh, Dipper," Mabel said, "All you do is stress over that stupid nerd book. Why don't you take a break to clear your head?"
"Mabel," Dipper replied, "Do I need to remind you that Bill is still out there? Sure, the Mystery Shack is protected, but what about the rest of Gravity Falls? Or the world? Bill wants to destroy the world, Mabel!"
"And Grunkle Ford is working on it," Mabel reminded him, "It's fine."
"It is not fine, Mabel–" Dipper began.
He was interrupted as Mabel stuffed three marshmallows in his face.
"You need to relax, bro bro," she said.
Dipper coughed and choked on the marshmallows.
"I'll take the journal," Mabel said, taking the book from Dipper, "You learn to have some fun. And when you do, you can have it back."
"Mabel, no!" Dipper protested, reaching for it, "Mabel, I need that!"
"No, Dipper, you don't!" Mabel retorted, running away with it, "Ford wrote it! You're not going to find something he doesn't know in a book that he wrote!"
"Maybe he missed something!" Dipper protested, running after his sister, "Give it back!"
"No!"
Mabel ran all through the forest and Dipper chased after her, screaming for her to return it. Then Dipper finally grabbed it with his hand, but Mabel was still holding onto it.
"Mabel, give me the journal!" Dipper yelled.
"No!" Mabel yelled back.
They each pulled it from each side, each trying to take it away from the other's grasp, when finally the journal couldn't carry the strain anymore and flew out of both of their hands. Then it fell off a nearby ridge and into a deep valley that was there by plot convenience.
"NO!" Dipper yelled. He turned to his sister, fuming. "Do you have any idea what you just did!? The last thing we need is for one of Grunkle Ford's journals to fall into the wrong hands as Bill is planning to start Weirdmaggedon!"
"I'm sorry, Dipper," Mabel replied, "I didn't mean for you to lose it."
"It doesn't matter what you meant, MABEL!" Dipper shouted, "I can't believe you!"
Then Dipper shoved his sister. Mabel fell backwards.
"Hey!" she yelled. Then she shoved him back.
Then Dipper and Mabel started hitting and punching each other and started to fight.
"'Get some fresh air, Heinz,'" Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz mocked in his ex-wife's voice, "'It will be good for you.' What does Charlene know, anyway."
"I think the woods are lovely," Norm the giant robot man replied.
"You would, Norm," Doof responded, "But I don't even know why I came here, specifically. I mean there's a million places outside of Danville I could have gone to be in fresh air, but I came here. I'm not really sure why that is, or even how I managed to get here. Have you noticed this place doesn't show up on any maps?"
"No, sir," Norm answered, "I was too busy making muffins."
"This is an odd town," Doof remarked, "It's full of odd people, it's in these odd woods, even the name is odd. Gravity Falls. Like, who names a town after a description of what gravity does. Gravity makes things fall, that's just a fact. It's not complicated."
"I think it sounds mysterious!" Norm replied.
"Well, I think it sounds dumb," Doof retorted, "And I'm going to leave just as soon as these three days are over."
Doof began walking angrily forward when he tripped on something.
"Are you okay, Doctor D?" Norm asked.
"What's this?" Doof asked, looking down at what he tripped on. It was a red leather book with a golden six-fingered hand and the number 3 written on it. Doof picked it up.
"I wonder what this is," he said, opening it. He flipped through the pages and read from them, "Shapeshifters, evil triangle thing, cursed doors, ghosts, gnomes, butternut squash with a human face and emotions…"
"How mysterious!" Norm chimed in.
"Don't push it, Norm," Doof said, glaring at him. Then he looked back at the book and smiled. "You know… this book could be exactly what I need to do to defeat Perry the Platypus take over the entire Tri-State Area!"
"That sounds lovely, Dr. D," Norm said. "I love watching your failed plans."
"With the help of this book, they won't fail!" Doof countered, "It's geeen-ius!"
"Whatever you say, Dr. D!"
"Come on Norm, let's go back to the campsite," Doof said, holding the book up proudly and stepping forward confidently. Then he immediately fell off a small ridge.
"The campsite is the other way," Norm chimed in helpfully.
"Listen, Dipper, I'm really sorry," Mabel apologized, "It's my fault we lost the journal."
It was late at night, and the Mystery Twins were up in their room in the attic. After their fight, they had looked around for the journal, but it soon got dark and they had to head back.
"No, Mabel," Dipper replied, "You were right. I shouldn't have obsessed over it so much, and I shouldn't have shoved you. It's my fault."
"I guess we're both knuckleheads," Mabel said.
"Yeah," Dipper agreed.
They lay there in the silence for several moments.
"We'll find it in the morning," Mabel assured him.
Dipper sighed. He hoped Mabel was right.
Doofenshmirtz found himself back at Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. He saw his inators, his traps, and his golf clubs, but everything was black and white.
"This is weird," he said to himself, "I thought I got rid of my golf clubs."
"Hello, evil scientist!" A loud voice called out from behind him.
Doofenshmirtz turned around to see some sort of a one-eyed yellow triangle with a top hat and a bowtie.
"Hey… you look familiar," Doof said, squinting at him. He suddenly perked up. "Wait, I know, you're that evil triangle in that magic book I found in the woods! And you called me an evil scientist instead of a pharmacist!"
The triangle chuckled.
"The name's Bill Cipher," he said, "I could never mistake a brilliant evil scientist like you, Heinz Doofenshmirtz, for a pharmacist!"
"You know, that's nice to hear," Doof sighed, "People always just assume I'm a pharmacist because of the lab coat. Nobody even considers the fact that I could be an evil scientist. Whenever I walk outside, everyone says 'Oh, there goes that pharmacist again', never 'Oh, that guy is an evil scientist who makes brilliant inators'. It uh… it gets old quick."
"You've been wronged all your life, Doof," Bill said, showing images of Doof's tragic backstories, "Your parents, Roger, Charlene, Vanessa, and even Perry the Platypus have never understood you. You've been humiliated again and again."
Doof sighed.
"But I understand you, Doof!" Bill said, circling around him, "I know what you can do. And I can help you take over the Tri-State Area!"
"I'm listening," Doof replied.
"I need your help to create a machine!" Bill said, snapping his fingers as a blueprint of a large triangular contraption flashed in front of them, "An interdimensional portal, of sorts!"
"An interdimensional portal," Doof repeated, "That seems oddly familiar… somehow."
"Once you build me this machine, I'll help you take over the entire Tri-State Area," Bill said, putting out his hand and making it glow with blue fire. He looked at Doof directly with his one eye. "What do you say? Do we have a deal?"
Doof took a second to rub his chin before smiling and moving forward to shake the triangle's hand.
"Deal." Doofenshmirtz replied.
He woke up suddenly in his sleeping bag in the tent in the woods.
"Wow, I just had a really weird dream, Norm," Doof said, "But now I have help to take over the entire Tri-State Area!"
"I can't dream because I'm a robot," Norm announced, "I don't even sleep. I just stay very very still and listen to you breathe."
"That's creepy, Norm." Doof replied.
"Ahhh, the smell of nature and pine trees," Phineas said, poking his head out of the window of the RV, "I think we're nearly there."
"Great," Candace huffed.
"Right you are, Phineas," Lawrence Flynn-Fletcher called from the front seat, "Just a few more miles until we reach the mystical town of Gravity Falls."
"It sounds lame." Candace said.
"Come on, Candace," Phineas replied, "Gravity Falls is rumored to have all sorts of crazy anomalies. We could go searching for some."
"Yeah. Count me out," Candace said.
"Oh you kids and your imaginations!" Linda Flynn-Fletcher called out from the passenger seat.
"Thanks for letting us come along, Mr. and Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher," Isabella thanked them, sitting next to Phineas, Ferb, Buford, and Baljeet.
"Of course!" Linda replied, "You are all such good kids!"
"Hey!" protested Buford.
"Are you excited, Perry?" Phineas asked his pet platypus, holding him up to the window.
Perry chattered.
"I keep seeing bumper stickers for this place," Baljeet remarked, looking out of the window. "But it doesn't show up on any maps. How are we getting there?"
"I'm using a GPS," Lawrence replied.
"Sounds mystical, right Ferb?" Phineas said, nudging his brother.
"Oh, please," Candace said, "It's just some random town in Oregon with a boring name."
"I think it sounds mysterious!" Phineas commented.
"No, it's ridiculous," Candace replied, "Its name is just a description of what gravity makes things do. Fall. That's it. It's stupid. Everything about this is stupid. I still don't understand why we have to go there anyway."
"I won that contest, remember?" Lawrence reminded her, "Three days in a cabin in the woods, surrounded by the mystical woods of Oregon. It's strange though, I don't remember entering a contest."
"See," Candace replied, "Stupid."
Phineas saw a big sign that read Gravity Falls.
"Oh look, we're here," he said. Then he looked around. "Hey, where's Perry?"
Perry crawled up to the roof of the RV and put on his hat. Then he slid down the ladder on the back and crawled underneath the pipes on the bottom of the RV where a screen popped up, showing Major Monogram.
"Good morning, Agent P," Monogram greeted him, "Good work sneaking those contest results to Lawrence. We've heard word that Dr. Doofenshmirtz is staying in the mystical town of Gravity Falls, Oregon for three days. We don't have any idea what he could be doing, but it will probably be something evil, because he's you know, evil. Find out what he's doing and put a stop to it. Good luck, Agent P."
Perry saluted. Then he climbed back up to the roof of the RV and flew off on his jetpack.
"Hey! Dipper! Mabel!" Grunkle Stan yelled from downstairs, "I need your help to work the Mystery Shack today."
"Grunkle Stan!" Dipper shouted back, "We don't have time to help! There's other stuff we need to do!"
"No buts, Dipper!" Stan yelled back.
"I didn't say 'but,'" Dipper said.
"Today's a touristy kind of day," Stan kept yelling, "I can feel it. Now get down here and work the gift shop!"
"Argh!" Dipper said angrily, "We need to find that journal! We can't be wasting time in the shop! Bill is still out there!"
"Dipper," Mabel reasoned, "Grunkle Stan just cares about ripping off tourists. All we need to do is convince a lot of them to buy useless junk in the shop as fast as possible and then Grunkle Stan will let us go and we can find the journal."
Dipper sighed. "I guess you're right."
"Are you two pinheads coming?" Stan yelled again.
"We'll be right there, Grunkle Stan!" Dipper called back.
"Welcome to the Mystery Shack," Lawrence said as the Flynn-Fletchers and their friends walked towards the wooden building, "One of the most notorious tourist traps in Gravity Falls."
"It says 'Mystery Hack,'" Candace pointed out.
"I think the 'S' just fell down," Phineas replied.
"Welcome to the Mystery Shack!" an old man in a suit and fez exclaimed as they walked in, "Tours cost fiftee– I mean twenty-five dollars per person!"
Then the man stared at them.
"You guys have some weird looking heads, especially you," he said, looking at Phineas. Then he leaned in and whispered in his ear, "How would you like to become one of my attractions?"
"That's okay," Phineas replied.
"Oh, I can't wait for the tour!" Lawrence grinned, handing the old man some money.
"Right this way, gentlemen!" the man said. Then he led the Flynn-Fletchers and some other tourists who joined them into the Mystery Shack for the tour.
"Behold!" the old man announced, "The 'Thigh-Clops!"
He lifted a curtain to reveal a hairy leg with an eyeball glued on it.
"Oooooo," said the group of tourists, taking pictures.
"Oh, please," Candace said, "That's ridiculous."
"Not as ridiculous as…" the man in the fez said as he pulled back another sheet to reveal a jacked jackalope, "...the Six-pack O' Lope!"
"Oooooo," said the group of tourists again, taking pictures.
"Oh, come on!" Candace yelled, "These are just bad puns."
"What, no… no they aren't," the man in the fez retorted, "Your face is a bad pun!"
"That doesn't even make any sense!" Candace protested.
"It doesn't have to! Look at the Cornicorn!" he said, gesturing to a unicorn made out of corn.
"Oooooo," said the group of tourists yet again, taking pictures.
"That's it, I'm done with this," Candace said, "I'm leaving the tour."
"But Candace, it's fun!" Lawrence insisted.
"It's all fake," Candace retorted.
"Of course it's all fake," Linda agreed, "But that's what makes it fun!"
"No it doesn't. Peace out!" Candace said, making the peace sign and backing away.
"I think Ferb and I want to explore by ourselves too," Phineas told their parents. Then he turned to his friends, "Isabella? Baljeet? Buford? You with us?"
"Yeah I guess so," they all said at once.
"Well, okay, but don't go too far," Linda said, "Your father and I will stay on the tour."
"Don't forget to spend all your money on useless junk in the gift shop when you leave!" the old man in the fez yelled. Then he turned to another object under a sheet. He pulled it off to reveal a beaver with a unicorn horn, "Oh, what's this? A beavercorn?"
"Oooooo," said the tourists once more, taking pictures.
"Ha ha," Lawrence laughed, "How clever."
Phineas, Ferb, and their friends began walking around the shack to look at other attractions.
"Hey, look, Ferb, a dodo bird," Phineas pointed out.
"Haven't you already found a dodo bird?" Buford asked.
"Yeah, we did," Phineas replied, "This one is obviously fake."
"I wonder if anything in this shack is real," Isabella said.
"I don't know, Isabella," Phineas answered, "But Gravity Falls is rumored to have a lot of anomalies. I hope we can find one."
Dipper and Mabel were in the gift shop, frantically trying to get the tourists to buy things.
"Yeesh, everything in here is fake too," a teenage girl with an abnormally long neck and orange hair commented, while looking at the fur trout.
"Hello, my good lady!" Mabel yelled from behind her, holding a bumper sticker, "How would you like a Mystery Shack bumper sticker? Only uh… nine ninety-nine!"
"No way," the girl replied, "Everything here is a rip-off."
"Well, uh…" Mabel said, trying to distract her long enough to find something to sell. She saw the Grunkle Stan bobble-heads near the cash register and grabbed one. Then she held it up to the girl's face, "... how about a bobble-head of my Grunkle Stan?"
"Eugh, no," the girl answered.
"Well… you've got to buy something," Mabel insisted, "Or Grunkle Stan won't let me and Dipper look for the journal we lost in the woods yesterday. IT'S IMPERATIVE TO THE SURVIVAL OF THIS WORLD!"
"Mabel, shut up!" Dipper hissed, covering his sister's mouth with his hands, "We don't want Grunkle Ford to know we lost it!"
"Yeah, okay, I'm gonna go…" the girl said, backing away.
"You can't!" Dipper yelled, running in front of her and blocking the exit. She looked startled. Dipper realized how panicked he looked and tried to look casual. He cleared his throat and coughed, "That is uh… don't you want to buy something first?"
"Sorry kid, but the answer's no," the girl replied, "Now outta my way, I'm trying to get out of this dump."
At that moment, a group of kids walked into the gift shop. The first thing Dipper noticed was that one of them had a triangular head and another had a very rectangular nose and green hair.
"Hey look, Ferb," the triangular headed kid said to the kid with green hair as he saw the old diving bell, "An old diving bell."
Mabel stared at the kid with green hair with hearts on her eyes.
"He's… so… beautiful…" she whispered.
Dipper rolled his eyes, "Oh, boy."
"Hi! I'm Mabel!" Mabel screamed, running over to him and shaking his hand, "What's your name?"
Before the kid with the green hair could react, the triangular headed kid turned and smiled at Mabel.
"That's my brother Ferb!" he smiled, "I'm Phineas. And that's Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet."
He gestured to the other kids who all waved.
"It's nice to meet you," Mabel smiled at Phineas. But then she turned back to Ferb, "Is one of your eyes bigger than the other?"
"Yes. Yes it is." Ferb replied in a British accent.
"Woah. Are you from New Zealand?" Mabel gasped.
"Actually, Ferb is from England," Phineas said.
Ferb nodded.
"Ha ha ha, okay," Dipper said, trying to break any awkwardness, "My name's Dipper. Sorry about my sister, she gets over-excited easily."
"That's okay," Phineas smiled, "It's nice to meet you. Do you work here?"
"Yeah, this place belongs to our uncle." Dipper explained, "We've been trying to sell souvenirs to the tourists so he'll let us go and find something we lost in the woods last night."
"In the woods?" Phineas repeated, "Are there supernatural creatures in there?"
"Um, yeah, there's a lot actually," Dipper replied.
"Have you met any?" Phineas questioned.
"Yup," Dipper answered, "We've had run-ins with a few…"
"That's so cool!" Phineas exclaimed, "Hey, what did you lose in there?"
Dipper sighed.
"It was one of three journals about the supernatural things in Gravity Falls written by my great uncle," Dipper replied, "We need it to defeat this dream demon who wants to take over the world, and we need to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands. Of course we wouldn't have lost it if someone," he glanced at Mabel, "Hadn't tried to take it from me."
"I said I was sorry, Dipper," Mabel replied.
"We can help you find the journal!" Phineas announced.
"Wait… you believe us just like that?" Dipper asked, looking skeptical.
"Yup!" Phineas grinned.
"None of what I just said sounded weird at all to you?" Dipper questioned.
"Well, we certainly haven't met any dream demons," Phineas admitted, "But we have met supernatural creatures. Like the chupacabra, or Klimpaloon, the Magical Old-Timey Bathing Suit Who Lives in the Himalayas."
"The what?" Dipper asked.
"We can help you find the journal," Phineas smiled, oblivious to Dipper's question.
"You can?" Dipper gasped.
"Sure! Ferb's great at locating lost items. We'll create a machine that locates books, and it should lead us right to the journal," Phineas explained.
"Uh… you guys can do that?" Dipper asked.
"Sure, we build crazy machines all the time!" Phineas grinned.
"Huh," Dipper said, "Well, that sounds great! We'll sneak away into the woods and if Grunkle Stan gets mad, we'll just say we're leading tourists around the woods!"
"What's a 'Grunkle?'" Buford asked.
"It's a contraction of 'great' and 'uncle,'" Mabel explained, "Grunkle." she laughed.
"How… horrifying…" Baljeet said, shivering.
"Well, Ferb," Phineas said, turning to his brother, "I know what we're going to do today."
20-23-15 20-18-9-1-14-7-12-5-19
15-14-5 23-8-15'19 8-1-16-16-25
15-14-5 23-8-15'19 1-14-7-18-25