As the title of this chapter states, this is the end of this story. Before you read the ending, I have to tell you I have no idea what the heck that was. It fit with the town, and it was slightly humorous, so I was like, "Okay, it's weird, but I'll keep it." And now I'm trying not to laugh because it's so flipping weird.

Dipper woke up slowly, feeling warm sunlight on his face. For the first time in days the sun was out. Little fluffs of dust floated through the stiff, warm air. It smelled like wet, warm wood, which is a very distinct scent, but it's difficult to explain. The sound of birds reached his ears, and was the only thing he could hear in the quiet room. He sat up slowly, his blanket falling off of his shoulder. He couldn't exactly remember how he got in his bed. He remembered being outside in the storm, and that suddenly Wendy was there, and then she argued with Stan, and now he woke up in his bed. Looking over at his twin sister, Dipper noticed she hadn't woken up yet. Good. She needed a rest.

A slight sound broke the peaceful silence, and caught his attention. Wendy was sitting with her back against Mabel's bed, and she was playing with a music box.

"Don't touch that!" Dipper exclaimed with panic.

"It's okay, Dipper. I know what's up," Wendy replied quietly, sitting the box back where she had taken it from, Mabel's side table. Mabel didn't stir.

"You were there last night," Dipper said, "You said things about-"

"Of course I was there, little man. Like I said, I know what's up," Wendy repeated.

"How?" Dipper asked.

"You know your cousin Margaret?"

"Yeah,"

"She's my great, great grandmother," Wendy explained.

"Oh… really?"

"Hard to believe, right? It's true though. My mom told us stories when I was a kid about you two that she heard from her mom and grandmom," Wendy explained. "She told me about the music box that your parents gave to Jack for safe keeping. She said that the steward locked to door to your room right after, to keep out looters, and, well you know all this."

"Yeah, I do," Dipper agreed.

"And so my grandmom told me to keep an eye out incase I ever met you two, so that's what did, and now I'm protecting you. Stan doesn't understand ghosts as well as he thinks he does. He thinks that he knows what's best, but he really doesn't, does he? I mean maybe some ghosts want to move on, but not all of them. You and Mabel obviously don't want to leave this place. That's why you move from place to place, right? So no one gets suspicious and tries to send you on to the next place… but you're still here, so that means you two must want to stay here in Gravity Falls or something, right?" Wendy asked.

"Mabel and I agreed that if we would fit in anywhere, it would be here," Dipper stated.

"Cool. You guys can come, uh, not live with me and my family," Wendy suggested.

"It wouldn't be the same," Dipper sighed. "Mabel wouldn't like it. Part of the reason she wants to stay is because of the Mystery Shack."

"I get it. Besides being a boring job and not getting paid much, it's a pretty cool place," Wendy agreed, "but don't tell anyone I said that. I'm too cool for that."

Dipper laughed, "I promise."

"Good, so we go try to convince Stan to lay off you guys on the whole 'being ghosts thing and let you stay here?" Wendy asked.

"Once Mabel wakes up, that's what we'll do," Dipper agreed.

"I'mmm awake! I wz awake the whole time," Mabel slurred sleepily.

"Sure you were, Mabel. Wake up more and we'll go talk to Stan," Dipper suggested.

"'Kay," Mabel yawned as she stretched and got out of bed. "Today is going to be a great day! I can smell it!"

"I think that's just burnt pancakes downstairs that you're smelling," Wendy joked.

"Either way, it's going to be great!" Mabel said at a near shout making her brother roll his eyes.

"What ever you say, Mabel," Dipper smiled, pulling his hat on as Mabel changed sweaters.

Wendy headed downstairs with the twins right behind her. When they got to the kitchen they saw Soos trying to cook pancakes but failing terribly.

"Sorry, dudes, it looks like breakfast is burnt yet again," Soos sighed.

"It's alright, Soos, we aren't hungry anyway," Mabel said.

"I was a little hungry, but I'm not eating anything in this place," Wendy stated defiantly. "I've seen what Stan keeps in the cabinets."

"Alright then… Hey, Dipper and Mabel, are you a little transpirant today or is it just me seeing you like that?" Soos asked.

"It's not just you," Dipper reassured.

"Yeah, we're ghosts," Mabel added.

"... Oh… okay then… Hey! Anyone want to go do the pickle challenge with me?" Soos asked.

"Maybe later," Dipper said, grabbing his sister's arm and dragging her to Stan's office before she could say yes with Wendy following, waving good bye to Soos. They got to Stan's door and Wendy knocked, putting the twins behind her.

Stan opened the door to find a moody looking Wendy with her arms crossed, a hopeful looking Mabel with a purple kitten sweater on, and a determined looking Dipper, also with his arms crossed.

"Sure, come on in. I wasn't busy or anything," Stan grumbled as Wendy led the twins into the room. Stan closed the door after them. "I'm guessing you want to talk?"

"Yeah! And you're gonna listen or else!" Mabel shouted.

"Or else what?! You'll haunt me! Aren't you already doing that?" Stan exclaimed.

"We like it here, and we want to stay!" Mabel said.

"Yeah! Despite, well, you, this place is pretty cool and we want to stay here instead of going with Wendy to her house, or leaving Gravity Falls entirely!" Dipper agreed.

"Why don't you just want to go to the other side? You'll be at peace there," Stan argued.

"We don't want peace! We want fun!" Mabel stated.

"Gravity Falls is better than any peace we'll find there!" Dipper agreed.

"You know what?! Fine. I won't send you over, but give me one reason I should let you stay here?" Stan asked,

"Uh… free labor forever? With reasonable hours of course," Dipper suggested.

"Hm… that's a pretty good reason…" Stan said thoughtfully.

"And we can be like the kids you never got to have!" Mabel said cheerily.

"Who said I ever wanted kids?!" Stan shouted.

"Well, you're kind of good with us, and you seem to want to be nice to us, so…" Mabel explained, twiddling her thumbs.

"Ugh, what ever. Look, if you two want to stay here, you have to promise me one thing: you won't go all 'vengeful spirit' on me and destroy the place," Stan stated.

Dipper and Mabel looked at each other.

"Is that all?" Dipper asked.

"You really aren't going to ask for more?" Mabel questioned.

"That's all you're worried about?" Wendy said, almost laughing. "I've never met two people less likely to go all 'vengeful spirit' on you than these two, unless you separate them at is."

"Promise me!" Stan repeated.

"Alright, alright we promise!" Mabel said.

"Yeah, we promise," Dipper agreed.

"Good. Now that everything is settled, you three should get to w-"

"Guys! There's a squirrel outside fighting a live rabbit made of chocolate!" Soos said, bursting into the room.

"Really?! I wanna see!" Mabel cried, running out of the room.

"Wait for me, Mabel!" Dipper exclaimed, running after her.

"This has got to be good," Wendy said, exiting the office. Soos and Stan were left in the room alone, Soos awkwardly holding his hat in his hands, Stan sitting in his chair with his hands in fists.

"I told you so," Soos stated quietly. "I told you they were ghosts and that they would want to stay here."

"I know you did. I had no reason to believe you on either part of that before Mabel 'died' though, so I have no reason to say I should have believed you," Stan said.

"I know, but I was right," Soos restated.

"Yeah yeah, but you were wrong about me getting rid of them. I'm letting them stay," Stan argued.

"But for how long? I mean, you kind of hate supernatural things, right? If they step out of line at all, how long will it be until you try to send them on?" Soos asked.

"I won't," Stan answered.

"I don't think so, man. I'm more than often right about these hunches I get,"

"But you're not always right," Stan protested.

"But I usually am! It's my job,"

"Not here it isn't," growled Stan.

"But it is my job in some place or another, and it's why I'm even here at the shack,"

"Don't remind me," Stan sighed.

"Whoa, man. I'm not the one who got into debt with the big man. It's just my job to help you pay it back in any way I can," Soos said.

"And you can do that by keeping the kids occupied while I crunch some numbers," Stan ordered.

"Okay then, bye," Soos said, putting his hat on and running out to meet the other three who were currently looking for the squirrel and live chocolate rabbit in question.

The two had actually already run into the forest. They had not been fighting. They had been having a peaceful talk about their friend's engagement and they went off to go to the bachelor's party. Not that that has anything to do with the two ghost children searching for them. It was none of their concern. They had bigger things to worry about.

Like I said, it's really flipping weird. On another note, what the heck just happened between Soos and Stan? I don't know. I have no idea how I came up with that. What's happening? What's going on? What is Soos? Who's the big man? God? Bill? What? ADFOJNGEIOSJGO. It honestly wasn't part of my first plan. Did I seriously just write a way for a sequal without coming up with a dang sequal? I THINK THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED. I don't know. I'm sorry. Don't ask me about it. I have no plan. Excuse me while I smash my head into the wall for such an ending. What did you guys think? Was that a good ending? Do you want me to explain what the heck happened between Soos and Stan? Please favorite or review! No use following the story anymore, since it's over, but if you follow me you'll know if I continue it or not.