Dedicated to pinetreebae on Instagram:

I shall start the AlyDip revolution, my friend!

Disclaimer: When I own Gravity Falls, you will see the difference and a new episode tomorrow

Aly was a normal fangirl; she had a Gravity Falls fanpage, has seen every episode, and owns quite a few pieces of merchandise. Every day she would dedicate a portion of her time to the fandom, forging edits and just making friends on the social media sites. Of course she had a world outside of the Gravity Falls fandom, but it just wasn't as interesting as the fictional one.

It was almost Christmas, and Aly was both anxious and exited. The holiday was only two days away! Aside from that, there was the horrible fact that no new episodes were going to be out until 2015, and, alongside the rest of the Fallers, the suspense was killing her. In this instance, the good and the bad balanced each other out, creating a nuetral holiday this year.

With a smile, Aly posted a picture another Instagrammer had drawn for her. Recently there had been an explosion in AlyDip fanart, and she wasn't exactly sure how she was going to be able to post it all. In her head, she knew that she'd never actually be able to date Dipper, him being a cartoon character and all, but hey, why kill the dreams?

After replying to a comment, Aly set down her phone and returned her attention to the TV. A mini-marathon was showing all the episodes from season two, and because of the current perdicament, there were only nine. The brunette sighed and fast-forwarded through the commercials to continue watching Sock Opera.

Unconciously, Aly twirled her small blue bowtie earrings and watched intently as the show continued. It would be so cool if I could live in Gravity Falls... she thought. Ha ha, I should've put that on my Christmas list!

The girl's thoughts were cut off when a very familiar, very echo-y laugh eminated from the television. Bill was back? Then again it made sense, since he had showed up earlier in the episode. Her attention was fully on the screen now, even though she knew what would happen already. Dipper would be a complete idiot (as much as she liked him) and would make a deal with Bill.

"So, which puppet are you gonna pick?"

"Hmm..." TV Bill mused. "Eenie, meenie, miney..."

Then the television went static.

With an annoyed groan, Aly shouted "The TV's broken!" and stood. White was all you could make out on the screen, aside from a small black dot that was barely visible in the dead center. "That's creepy," the girl cringed, pushing random buttons in hopes of fixing the thing.

Evil laughter suddenly filled the room, bouncing off the walls. It all seemed aimed at the teenager, and with a small scream, she hid behind the broken television set. No matter how hard she forced her hands over her ears, the laughing wouldn't stop; it was in her head!

"You!"

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For the second time that day, Aly woke up. Her face was covered in a cold sweat, and short, ragged breaths escaped her. What just happened?! she thought frantically. Paranoia rose even higher when she noticed her surroundings; no longer was she in her home, but in dark and seemingly endless woods. Curling her knees to her chest, Aly wimpered once, then figured to stay quiet, just in case whatever had attacked her earlier was still around.

She stayed in that position for a good half-hour before tentatively standing. "H-hello?" she called out. There was no answer. Biting back tears and hysterics, Aly turned sharply and ran.

Smack!

Grabbing her forehead, Aly flopped painfully to the ground. Great, just great! the teen mentally scolded herself. A large bruise was blossoming on her temple, and a headache quickly set in, blurring her thoughts. Tears flowed freely from her eyes, and the girl carefully stood up, making sure to avoid whatever she had run into.

A wooden arrow with black lettering faced her:

Mystery Shack, 1/2 miles

Aly's eyes widened. "No way..." she brought her hand to her mouth, unable to tear her eyes from the sign. "This can't be real!"

"But isn't this what you wanted?" a metallic voice answered.

Without thinking it through, Aly turned and ran in the direction the arrow sign was pointing. Adrenaline rushed through her as she ran, and the same laugh as before seemed to follow her before fading into the background. Still running, the girl looked over her shoulder. No one was there.

"Hey! What are you-"

Again, Aly dropped to the ground. This time, though, she had hit something less considerably sturdy.

Correction: someone.

An insanely familiar boy was sprawled out on the grassy lawn, groaning and reaching for his hat. He was wearing an orange t-shirt, beige shorts, and a navy blue vest.

"Watch where you're going!" the boy said, his voice breaking several times.

"D-dipper?" Aly stuttered, the puzzle pieces fitting together. "Oh my god... no way - what's going on? How.. what?"

Dipper adjusted his pine tree hat, staring sceptiacally at the shaking girl.

"Hey, Dippingsauce!" a young girl shouted from the threshold of a large log cabin. "I though I heard something crash, are you okay?"

Aly's mind was racing. "Mabel?! No way, this can't be happening! Can it?! This is all a joke, some crazy,sick, idiotic, joke. I'm dreaming, but I don't want to be... Someone, please, tell me what's going-"

The Mystery Twins watched, confused and slightly horrified, as the brunette passed out mid-sentence.

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Woot woot Chapter 1 down! If pinetreebae reads this, please please PLEASE tell me how I did. That goes for everyone else, too! I don't wanna leave you guys out of the fun :-)