Today Cristina got up a bit earlier than Gideon. She sat up in her sleeping bag and quietly yawned covering her mouth. She squinted and adjusted her glasses. Turning to the bed she saw Gideon sound asleep. He was up looking through that book again. Cristina wondered what it could be about.

She grabbed her chin and looked over at his dresser. Standing up, she tiptoed her way over to the dresser and stared down at it. The second drawer was where he put it every night. They were both up very late, Cristina writing in her journal and Gideon reading his. Cristina pushed her hair from her face.

"What is he hiding?" She whispered. Cristina smiled quickly stopping her suspension. "Oh come on, this is Gideon we're talking about. He's the one who gave you your first welcome, he showed you around town. If it hadn't been for him...you wouldn't have met mcgucket, who although crazy, is also very nice."

"Their is no way he could be deceiving you..." Still with a soft voice she continued to whisper aloud to herself. "Right?" She glanced over at gideon who laid on his bed giving small snores. She sighed quietly and hung her head. "I hope for my own sake..that I'm doing the right thing by..forgetting about it."

Cristina went over to her bag and took out her journal. Kneeling down she flipped though the pages. As the pages flipped their were poorly drawn images of her inventions and lots of writing. Most of these consisted of cranium based inventions. She even had an entire section of the journal dedicated to psychology.

"What should I work on today?" The last page fell open to show many drawn pictures of bill and what he could be. Cristina did this because she doesn't know who or what he is. She assumed he was a strange triangular shaped creature and just left it at that.

The silence of the room slowly changed the more she stared at the drawings. The dark scribbled pencil lines began to move. Cristina holding the book open looked down on it in fear. The doodles of bill began go shake and float around on the page. Bill held his hand up and waved to her. She widened her eyes.

Cristina with both hands, slammed the book shut and tossed it away from her. It landed in the corner of the room. She held her chest and stared at it horror. Sweat began to fall down her face and onto her pajamas. She stood up holding borh her hands together. Cristina looked over at gideon and sighed.

"Still asleep." She rubbed her hands together and pushed her glasses up. Opening up her backpack she brought out her normal clothes, toothbrush, and walked out of the room. She walked into the bathroom and changed into her normal outfit. Pulling her boots up she folded her onesie.

In the mirror their was a small triangle carved in the bathroom design. A glowing eye looked around then stared forward. Cristina grabbed her toothbrush and put toothpaste on it. She brushed her teeth and looked into the mirror. She opened her eyes more noticing the triangle. Cristina splashed her face with water and looked again, the triangle was gone.

"Why didn't I get more sleep?" Washing off her toothbrush Cristina lifted her glasses and rubbed her eyes. Walking out of the bathroom she went downstairs. "Probably because you don't think a lot of things through, do you?" Cristina turned to see Gideon's mother vacuuming the carpet in the living room.

Gideon's mother gave small stressful noises as she cleaned up. Cristina frowned. Why is she so tense? Could it be that she is so overwhelmed with housework? She walked over and picked up a rag.

"May I help?" Gideon's mother yelled and held the vacuum closer to her. She began to shake anxiously. Cristina jumped back startled with her action. "Oh! I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Gideon's mother covered herself with the end piece of the vacuum. Cristina frowned.

"You don't want help?" She said taking a few steps forward. Gideon's mother took a few timid steps back. She looked up at Cristina with wide eyes.

"Y-you...you would want to...h-help me?" She said in a small high pitched voice. Cristina gave her a slight smile and nodded her head. She didn't want to speak in fear that she would scare her again. Gideon's mother looked away for a moment before shyly handing over the vacuum to Cristina.

"I can help with other stuff to you know, if you want me to wash dishes or clean clothes, I'll do that too.." Cristina said pushing the vacuum under hard to reach areas near the couch. Gideon's mother made a small noise in response. She really doesn't seem like the talkative type, Cristina thought, but then again neither is she.

"T-that would b-be very nice.." Gideon's mother said grabbing a feather duster, sliding it across the kitchen table. Cristina smiled at her. Gideon's mother never talks, she never thought she would ever say anything to her, and she wouldn't have if Cristina hadn't said anything.

The both of them continued to do house work for the rest of the morning. Cristina finished washing half of the dishes which Gideon's mother asked her to do. She wiped her forehead from sweat and removed the yellow gloves. Carefully, she set them down next to the soap and scrubber. Cristina wiped her hands on a towel.

"I'm going to be heading out now." She said walking out of the kitchen. Gideon's mother looked at Cristina and silently nodded her head. Cristina went up to Gideon's room. When she walked in she noticed Gideon was gone. When did he leave, she thought. Cristina grabbed her journal and some pens. She went back downstairs.

"Is their anything you need miss?"

"N-no...th-thank you. I'm fine.." she said quickly, but with a smile. Cristina grinned and walked out of the house closing the door behind her. She opened her journal and began to stare down at it. She yelped tripping over something large. Near someone's garbage was a thick electrical chord. "Haha! Smashing!" She exclaimed picking it up.

Cristina went out trying to find parts for a invention she had in mind. She walked down the street holding her journal in one hand and a pen in the other. Around her waist was a large eletrical chord, she thought she could traid it for parts. Her hair was slightly messy as she has stayed up all night writing and sketching up concepts for it.

She wrote down more notes in her journal and shoved the pen up on the top of her ear. Shoving her hand in her pocket she grabbed out a different color pen and continued cataloguing. She configured many lists and charts that would help prove her math and science. Cristina repeatedly tapped the end of her pen.

"Now all I need is a briefcase, the linix for the computers processing system, a hard drive and a large power supply. If I find one petaFLOPS, I could be able to transform that into 100 petaFLOPS or 100 quadrillipns of FLOPS. That would require an unfathomable amont of power. Where could I find something like that?"

A loud clicking from her pen annoyed people who walked by her. As they groaned she looked at them strange. Cristina skipped to the back of her journal and proceeded to write down her feelings about people giving her strange looks. She bit her lip and scratched the top of her head. She twitched.

"I really should get more sleep.." In front of her was a small pink pig that rolled around in the mud. The burring of the big caught her attention. She yelped and looked down. Cristina smiled. "Aww!" She put away her pens and put her book on her head. She leaned down to it. "You're just like the pigs I used to babysit back home."

"Oh dude that's amazing!" Cristina stumbled back screaming. "No wait don't leave!" Cristina trembled and grabbed her journal. While staring at him, she began to write. 'A pig, a talking pig, oh my stars it's a talking pig!' "Haha...I know this is weird and all...me being a pig, but I promise you, I wasn't always like this."

"How in the world did you get to be this way?" She picked up her hand preparing to touch him. She reached up to his head and pet him. Pig soos laughed and rolled on his back. Cristina giggled almost forgetting that he had the ability to talk. She rubbed her hand over his stomach.

"We'll it all started out in the mystery shack when I-" from behind pig soos came old man Mcgucket chanting out his name. He stopped in astonishment to see pig soos.

"Free meal!" He took out a fork and knife from his beard. Mcgucket approached the two with his tongue out drooling. Cristina gasped and jumped in front of pig soos.

"No wait, Mcgucket! Please stop! He's a man trapped in a pigs body!"

"Yeah dude you do not want to eat me!"

"That's what they all say!" Mcgucket rubbed his utensils together and began to laugh. Pig soos ran away from him. Cristina looked at the two running down the side walk. She sighed and rubbed her temples.

"This is my problem now isn't it?" She hurried and followed after them. "Mcgucket you better not eat that little pig!" Cristina already began to pant and sweat. She grabbed her glasses and wiped them on her shirt. As she did this a car sped down the road. She put her glasses back on and looked to her left.

"Woah!" She jumped up and landed on the car as it stopped. The person in the drivers seat honked their horn and shouted out swear words to her. She itched at her scalp and looked back and fourth. "Sorry-sorry-sorry! Accident!" She jumped off the car and scampered away down another street.

Cristina continued to run down the street and away from the angry car driver. Already making herself a bad reputation, she thought. Looking up she saw that Mcgucket was gone and so was the pig. She groaned and clenched her fingers. Now she won't be getting anwers from the pig and she won't be saving him either.

From another street over she heard a screaming voice that sounded like the pig. She speedily turned and slid to the end of the sidewalk. Pushing on she held on tightly to her book. Her calves already started to burn from how fast she was running. She pushed out her arms in front of her trying to bare the pain.

"Mcgucket let's talk about this! It's very unwise to eat a pig with sentience! You don't even know where it's been! It was rolling in the mud for crying out loud!" She stopped and put her elbows on her knees. Bending over she tried to catch her breath. "Their is no reasoning with that man."

"Help me!" Pig soos yelled out.

"I'm coming precious piggy!" Cristina heard him down an alley way. She sprinted over until she saw Mcgucket. She stopped and panted holding her head. Mcgucket held up his fork and knife cornering pig soos in the alley. "Wait...stop!"

"I'm gonna make you into bacon!"

"Oh that sounds pretty good! Wait, I mean..NO!" Cristina narrowned her eyes. She bent down and slid over to pig soos. Quickly picking him up, she began to run in the opposite direction.

"Get back here with my dinner!" Mcgucket yelled running after her. She screamed, her voice cracking seeing him hold up his utensils. Cristina held onto pig soos tightly.

"Wait...so where-where are we going?"

"To the mystery shack six hundred eighteen gopher road!" Pig soos said with a scared voice. "You better hurry, old man Mcgucket is gaining fast! You know for an old man he seems to be pretty light on his feet. Haha...I never noticed that before." Cristina squinted and ran quicker trying desperately to escape from Mcgucket.

He's going to kill this pig, she thought. She didn't want him to. Cristina despite being more interested in her inventions, did have a big place in her heart for animals. She loved all animals, and she couldn't jut let Mcgucket kill this pig. Even if it did get mind swapped with the real pig's consciousness.

She clenched her teeth together and sighed. Cristina let out small tears. The sides of her stomach were aching and burning. Her gip on pig soos became tighter as she grew more worried that she would drop him. Pig soos groaned and looked up at Cristina. Who was this girl, he thought.

Mcgucket rubbed the fork and knife together behind her. The metal screeching sound caused Cristina to yell again. She fanatically turned right and ran down the street. Cristina looked forward. They headed down a regular road. She turned her eyes to pig soos still holding him close to her.

"Which way do I go?" Pig Soos looked around.

"Take a left on the dirt road!" Pig soos pointed with his trotters. Cristina followed the direction in which he pointed. She ran on the dirt road, tall trees started to surround them. The mystery shack was in the forest, she thought. She screamed high, her voice cracking.

"I'm gonna get you!" Old man Mcgucket let out insane laughter. Cristina hurried faster holding onto pig soos carefully. She looked up and saw the mystery shack. Cristina gasped and sped up running right up to the shack. She busted opened the door and ran inside, mcgucket chased after her. Pig soos jumped out of her arms.

They both ran down the hall of the mystery shack and turned into a room. Four kids stood and turned. Electrical waves surrounded them. Mcgucket still ran after pig soos. He screamed along with Cristina as they all ran into the room.

"Come back! I wanna deep fry your ears!" Mcgucket screamed chasing after pig soos. Cristina stumbled and rolled onto the floor holding pig soos sheilding him from Mcgucket. Suddenly the electric charge caused everyone's minds to move to the next body. This happened numerous times. The kids yelling for their own body's, back.

Cristina screamed in the body she was currently in, her mind was quickly taken to another body. She looked down at her hands as she was in a child's body. Hee mind shifted into Mcgucket's body and then into dipper. That's when they stopped. A deep voice came from Mcgucket's body.

"Cool, I'm santa Claus!" Mcgucket's voice then came out of candy's body.

"Wooh wee! I've regained my innocence!" He danced around. Cristina inside of Dipper's body tensed up.

"Sweet mother of science!" She said looking down at her child sized hands.

"Well I guess I'm a pig now..so, that's a thing." Dipper said from the pig's body. He then laid down and began to eat a apple that was on the floor.

"This body's not that different from my old one." Soos said from grenda's body. All of them turned and looked to the doorway to see two police men walk in. Cristina in Dipper's body began to panic. She looked over to her body and ran to it. The electric charge caused her mind to be switched up into another person's body.

Screaming filled the room once more. Everyone frantically. Cristina now in Mcgucket's body ran for her own. She grabbed her shoulders and was put back in her own body. Cristina looked down at the carpet to notice the electricity coming from it. She gasped and jumped off of it.

"It's the carpet!" Cristina brought out her journal and a pen. She wrote drown the things that happened with the carpet. In front of her the rest of them still swapped body's. She sat down on the wood floor and began to draw the carpet and everyone that it had effected.

Dipper and Mabel walked over to her speaking to each other. Cristina stayed on the ground quickly writing things down. She wrote 'the carpet seems to have special qualities as it had enough eletrical charge to swap minds. The power in it is created when a large amount of friction, such as running across it, is done.'

Cristina lifted her pen and continuously pressed the end of it making the clicking sound over and over again. 'Whoever must have made the carpet...or constructed it to be this way, must be a genius. They definitely know some science, they could even be as smart as me! Maybe I could find them and'-

"Hey, everyone left and we were kinda hoping you would too." Dipper said to Cristina. She stood up holding her journal in one hand and her pen in the other.

"Who created this carpet?" Dipper shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. We just found it in this room, I'm dipper by the way." Dipper held put his hand to her. Cristina adjusted her glasses and put hers out to him.

"Oh! I'm Cristina." She shook his hand and backed away.

"Eww..you're sweaty.." they both said looked at each other disgusted. Dipper and Cristina stared at one another for a moment. They both laughed. Mabel smiled and ran up to them.

"Hello! What are you two talking about? Nevermind, I'm Mabel!" Cristina grinned at mable. She held her hands together.

"I'm Cristina. Do you know who made this carpet?" Mabel shook her head.

"Nope, but maybe Grunkle Stan knows." Mabel said putting her finger on her chin while her foot tapped the floor. Cristina stood by holding her journal and pen.

"Grunkle...what?"

"I'll show you to him." Mabel grabbed Cristina's hand began to pull her to the living room. Mabel ran causing Cristina to trip over her own feet. She stumbled but kept up with mable anyways. Stopping near the mystery shack entrance they stepped into the living room. Just then Grunkle Stan walked. "I'd like you to meet my grunkle!"

"Ehh?" Grunkle Stan said looking at mable confused. Mabel looked up at her grunkle.

"This is Cristina! Some random stranger we found sprinting around our house holding waddles in her hand!" Cristina stood next to mable pigeon-toed. She pushed her glasses up and held out her hand to Grunkle Stan.

"Hello, I'm Cristina. Sorry to-to-to bother you, but...I wanted to know, w-where you got that carpet from. It has some very special qualities I'd like to look into, f-for my research. I commend whoever created it..it's very magnificent. D-do you know wh-"

"Mabel why is this nerd still in our house?" Grunkle Stan said in annoyance. Cristina frowned at that word. She lowered her glasses a bit looking away. Stan stared at her. Her glasses, the way she acted...and all that nerd talk. She reminded him of...his brother. Grunkle Stan scowled at her.

"Grunkle Stan! This is the way she is! Just let her do her!" Mabel said putting her arms out to display Cristina. Dipper walked into the room hearing the commotion.

"Well I don't like her, and I don't like her face! She's annoying and a huge geek! I want her out of my house!" Cristina looked at Stan with a shocked and slightly saddened face.

"Grunkle Stan..." The twins said simultaneously.

"OUT!" Grunkle Stan yelled grabbing Cristina by the shoulders pushing her out the front door. "AND DON'T COME BACK!" He slammed the door. Cristina stood on the porch with her arms hanging down. She began to quietly sniffle. That wasn't fun. Pounding fists came from the window. At the window soos pressed his face against the glass.

"Hey! My name's soos! Remember the pig?" Cristina began to step down the porch and walk away. "This is my real body, yo! I just wanted to say, thank you for protecting me!" She turned around and nodded at soos, continuing to walk away. Time to go home, I suppose. She continued on to Gideon's house.