Disclamer: I do not own the Loud House or Gravity Falls

It's hard to believe it has been only a few months since me and Mabel were visiting our great uncle, Stanley, in Gravity Falls Oregon; the town of mystery. Well, technically it's only been almost three months. We returned to our home in California with our parents in August and began Junior High. Mabel thought we were actually heading to high school - the reason why she refused to leave Gravity Falls - but me and my parents explain we'll reach high school when we're at 9th grade. I'm somewhat glad too we haven't reach high school JUST yet. Junior High sounded good to me, even though there are a lot of bullies for me.

I may have not liked the bullies but that didn't mean I wanted the desire to move somewhere else. A new state as a matter of fact!

Apparently in late October, our parents explained a new change. Apparently our mom found a nice job opportunity in Michigan somewhere and she was on the waiting list for it. Yep, our mom owns a job and our father is the one who cooks and cleans. Makes no sense, but we don't mind it. In order for our mom to take this job, we had to move. Me and Mabel did argue of how we don't want to leave where we grew up, especially cause Mabel refuses to change and leave more friends behind. But then a pack of rats invaded our home, so we had no choice.

Mabel eventually adjusted to the idea of new friends and liked to explore new states like in Oregon, but I can tell she still doesn't like the idea to leave. Halloween was hard to enjoy because of how close she wanted to stay near the friends she had before we left. I could sense she had an urge to cry that night, but she kept a smile on where no one saw a disappointment. Me, on the other hand, wasn't able to hide my real emotions like my twin sister. People knew something was the matter and a few teachers would ask (they're more of my friends than some students), but I tried not to explain in detail. The day we were ready to go was probably the hardest. Mabel and her friends hugged each other to death, crying, refusing to let go. It broke my heart seeing her like this. Waddles, Mabel's pig, was able to free them by entering their group hug.

The day we left for Michigan was only November the third. We decided to drive and my parents immediately regret not letting us ride a plane or something quicker. On a plane, it might have been a few hours. Driving, it took us almost three weeks just to get there. Looks as though Thanksgiving won't be the same either. Normally we go to visit some relatives in a far side of town and celebrate like regular families. But I doubt now we'll be able to spend it with them. But mom did say we had some family in Michigan from dad's side, so I'm guessing that's a plus, right? We only met them once at age four and I think when we were eight, but I don't remember too well.

As we continued to drive in silence, I only began to have thoughts of how this will be. This wasn't like Gravity Falls since we were only visiting for the summer, and were having crazy adventures of strange anomalies that I will never forget. This was in Michigan and I doubt anything interesting was gonna happen. The most could happen would be the same for me and Mabel; I get picked on with no girl to like me, friendly or not, and Mabel will be loved all over again with friends and teachers. I mean, I'm mostly friends with teachers too, but I doubt new ones will be any good.

Suddenly, saliva was attacking my left cheek.

I groaned placing my hand on the wet saliva of a oinking Waddles. Then my eyes set to a giggle sister of mine. "Really Mabel? I'm not in the mood."

"Aw come on Dipper." she grinned at me. "You know you like the love of saliva from our lovable Waddles. Besides, we're here."

I stopped myself from arguing to realize she was right. Our mom stopped us by agreeing with her and we stopped next to our new home. It was pretty simple, a little home but not little like a trailer. It looked to appear to have stairs inside or an attic somewhat. The colors looked almost dull with the shade of orange - red and a dirty white. Mabel seemed fond with Waddles with the little porch we had that required a swing set. Who wants to bet that's haunted?

Nah, I'm just kidding. I've calmed down of what could possibly be haunted and this house didn't seem to be.

We were told to be very careful by our parents for the movers since they're helping to putting our equipment inside. With that, we began putting away our stuff. I didn't really have much to carry that was extremely heavy, neither did Mabel. We kinda prefer to make things ourselves unless it was difficult to make alone. I think the only thing difficult is where Waddles is gonna sleep now. Already betting that Mabel wants him to sleep with us.

Which reminded me, we shared a room again. In Gravity Falls, I was a little bothered that I didn't have my own privacy and the sleepovers my sister had were insane to where I would leave. But honestly, I'm kinda relief we were sharing. I mean, yeah eventually when we grow up more we have to go our separate ways or something, but it's good to still say goodnight to her without going in another room to do it. Also, her snores are kinda somewhat helpful for me to fall asleep. Mabel also didn't seem to mind we shared, and she must have convinced mom and dad of letting Waddles sleep with us, You won't believe how she convinced them to keep him without eating him. There was a lot of information thanks to her sticker biography.

After I was finished with the last of my boxes, stepping out of the room made my eyes caught her trying to have a conversation with one of the movers about how long he did his job. I'm amazed though he didn't tell her to go away. All he did was smile, answer a few of her questions, and listen to her whenever she bragged about something. I only shook my head with a smile and continued my way through the house. I'm not sure how to describe it, but it was pretty impressive. There's the living room on the left side of our house, space was open with the back door with the open to reveal our back yard. I wasn't too interested to look at it. There is a tree and open space. That's it. So I made my way to where the kitchen was. There was a counter in the middle and looked pretty much like a wood-work shop almost with every cabinet, even the fridge door to be made of wood. Another back door to the backyard I should mention. Then there's a work study for our mom, that was next door to the kitchen. I was surprised to see it wasn't up stairs, where our bedrooms were. But there's not much to tell there either.

After exploring the home, Mabel caught up to me after her conversation with the mover with Waddles running by her side. "Hey Dipper!" She said. "Let's go see the neighborhood together."

I only blinked at her. "Why exactly?"

"Well duh! So that way we can meet new neighbors and know where to find more hiding places. Our tree in the backyard is not enough for a treehouse."

"Mabel, remember the last time we had our hiding spot?" I asked.

"Yep. there were a lot of fun memories there…" She began to daydream of our time in our getaway location. It wasn't much; it was the manhole near their house.

"Well we sent away from that for trespassing. You never know how this neighborhood could be." I reminded her.

Her eyes began to form into a sad state, something i immediately started to regret. "But Dipper, it'll be a lot of fun. I wanna explore just like we use to in Gravity Falls and California."

"Not every place is gonna be the same Mabel. Especially some place like Gravity Falls."

She then grew silent and looked down at the wood floor, disappointment shimmering in her eyes. Immediately, I was regretting it. I don't mean to be rude to her or sound somewhat old, but it's true. We'll never find a great place like Gravity Falls or in California. This is all gonna have to be different and we can't just make every place we go ours.

But I could tell she misses Oregon…. So do I.

With a sigh catching her attention away from the floor, I said, "Fine, we'll go take a peek around the neighborhood.

Suddenly, a force was jumped directly on me, pulling in for a hug of death from my twin. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She repeated happily,her grip growing tighter and her smile growing wider to reveal her braces. I do wonder when she'll be able to remove those. I don't think mom ever said when.

Once she released me, she ran to a corner our new home and grabbed a leash that held a pig like a dog. "Waddles wants to join in on the action." She giggled after hearing a happy oink from the pig.

With a chuckle, we yelled to our parents that we're heading out. Dad yelled back that we must be careful and to be back before dark since we were heading to eat out. We then stepped out of our front porch and made our way around the neighborhood. It wasn't really much. It was very different from our home in California. Sure we had a house, like this one, but we would see more kids out here and some car blocking paths on the street. Yeah we didn't live in a good part of Cali.

We passed a few homes and spot a few neighbors that did appear out in the open. There was a family known as the Yates. They seemed pretty nice and had a few kids, lived it pretty good. The only odd thing me and Mabel was their smiles…. Their everlasting smiles…. Not once did they frown or make any other emotion. Mabel whispers how we should beware the happy ones, which did confused since she was always happy. Though she did point out she wasn't SUPER happy like them. I only laughed when she grew a serious face. We continued through the homes, barley seeing much activity. It was somewhat unsettling since I'm use to loud noises and kinda danger, but it was mostly relaxing.

We turned to a corner, close to where our house was. It was just behind this part of the sidewalks and streets. As we were coming across it, Waddles made a lot of noise, almost as if he was super thrilled. Me and Mabel only blinked at the sudden reaction from her pet pig. We turned our eyes to the house Waddles oinked happily for, and let me tell you, this was probably the messiest yard I have ever seen. There was mud everywhere, and a water hose on the side was on. There were some clothing of parachutes in trees and toys every on the ground. It was clear this house had kids. There was a soccer ball near the front porch, a princess toy car that was able for a kid to drive in, and a whoopie cushion. Mabel insisted on taking it, but I won't let her steal someone else's items. Even though to be honest, they should clean after themselves.

The house on the other hand seems pleasant. It was pretty big, almost to be a mansion, had a few windows, front porch, and a garage. This almost seems like a dream house or doll house if you ask me.

"Geez, what a mess." I muttered, cringing at the yard.

"And mom and dad thought waddles was a pig." said Mabel.

I blinked at her, puzzled. "But he is a-"

HISSS!

We both jumped at the sudden sound, and turned back to the house to see in front. There wasn't anything there. But then the front door had open and something jumped out, landed on my head and attacked me. Claws sink into my cheeks and hair, then the unknown beast climbed on my hair to pat more violently. I could hear Mabel trying to relax her pig as he squealed in excitement. I began to pull the beast as much as I could off of me, but it was kinda impossible since it's claws were attached to my hair. Eventually I felt another pair of arms began to pull as well, and at last I was free.

I began to catch my breath through panting heavily, feeling the sweat roll from my cheek. It may be November but it's still giving us what little heat it had left. "Bad Cliff!" yelled a voice of a little girl. "You know better then to run out of the house! And what did we say about attacking people?"

I finally opened my eyes to see whom the voice belonged to. It clearly wasn't Mabel. Once I took my chance, I saw what appeared in front of me. It was a kid, a girl, wearing a long pink dress that dragged on the ground and a tiara in her long blond hair. She looked to be around… four… maybe five?

Might I mention what was in her hands. It was my attacker; their pet cat.

Suddenly, someone else ran towards us. She looked exactly like the little girl. She was blond, short, looked that same age. Only difference was their choice in clothing. While the one who held the cat was fancy and princess-y looking, this one looked VERY tomboyish. She wore a red hat, had her hair in pigtails, and wore overalls. Minus their difference, they both look very adorable for their age.

"Oh come on." said the tomboyish kid. "I was teaching Cliff how to keep intruders out. I tried Charles, but he decided to sleep… again."

The princess kid growled at the other. It seemed these two were already somewhat arguing before they came out to save me from their cat. "But I was giving Cliff a princess tea party, and your stinking training ruined it!"

The other kid began to grow the same expression. I have the suspicious feeling these two are twins. "I bet he didn't even enjoy that lame stuff! That is so boring!"

"No it is not!"

The first time we have decided to see the new neighborhood, and already are we seeing a rumble in front of us. To top it all, it was children. Mabel and I looked at each other, unsure of what we should do. We never really fought - at least not violently - towards each other so we're unsure how to handle this.

Luckily, Waddles had a plan.

With a simple oink from him, the two stop their physical fighting and spotted him. Instantly, their eyes grew wide with a speck of shimmer gleaming of fascination. Then they ran towards him, hugging his neck and legs. I was puzzled though why the princess twin was fascinated with Waddles. Most expecting out of her would be a disgusted face that he was a pig. Instead, she instantly fell in love with the pig. Then again, kids these days are weird.

"He is so adorable!" giggle the dirty twin as she pushed her hands against the pig's big cheeks. "Look at this fat he has!"

Mabel smiled at the sight of the aweing twins. "Yep. He's the best pig there is." She began to hug around his neck, almost as a jacket. "Ain't that right Waddles?"

I couldn't help but smile as well. Seeing kids actually like Waddles is indeed heartwarming. I'm also relieved at the smile Mabel gave to these kids. Normally she was protective of her pet pig. Instead, she doesn't mind strangers touching him. I was actually proud of Mabel. But once my attention turned to their cat, Cliff, he looked pretty disappointed that the two weren't fighting over him anymore.

Suddenly, one of the twins gleamed. "Can we bring him inside and give him a makeover?" I can only assume that was the princess twin.

"Yeah, and we can give him a mud bath for his cuteness." said the other.

Mabel giggled. "Sure thing. I call dibs on makeup!"

I then grew wide eyes. Uh oh…

"Uh Mabel, we really shouldn't -"

"Well come on then!"

Then like the girls they are, they made a quick dash towards the large house. Women…

"Mabel, wait!" I yelled for her. Normally I wouldn't mind her hang out with new people, let alone children. But I bet with children like those twins, it's gonna get difficult to explain why we have to leave early. Also, I don't want us to be late and dad gets upset.

Hopefully they won't mind a strange boy in the house, so off I go.

To be continued...

Author's Note: I do apologize if the first chapter wasn't very long or all that completely interesting you guys. But o do promise chapter two is coming and I have a feeling you might be pleased. I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter and thank you for reading.