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"Dipper, you're getting worried over nothing."

"Mabel, you don't get it! I need to find my journal before someone else finds it!"

"It's not like grunkle Ford's journal, so your personal stuff isn't that dangerous." She was silent for a moment. Then she spoke out what she thought was going on. "Is it a girl?"

"Mabel, I don't have time for your weird fantasies about me dating someone. That's not what happening."

It had been a nightmare for me this morning. I wake up pretty early before my parents did, ate some cereal and was ready to go out the door for our mission. But once my eyes were searching through my backpack for my journal, I found nothing but my school stuff! This has made me go on a panic streak for an hour now and Mabel just now got out of the shower with another sweater of hers, that I didn't have time to look at.

The worst part of this was that I can't ask her to help me find it. It was only a mission with me, Clyde, and Lincoln, and no one else. We only want this to ourselves as we're more of the ghost and paranormal fans than our own sisters - except Lucy, but Lincoln did informed me that she doesn't want to bother her friends, so she wasn't involved too. I don't know exactly what to tell Mabel in order to get it before we head out in daylight.

I then heard Waddles squealed as he entered into our bedroom. I'm assuming it was a question since Mabl was able to respond to him. "Yeah, he's freaking out over his journal." She said. Then an idea had hit her. "Hey Waddles. Want to play detective to find it?"

Then she changed her voice in a deeper tone as she voiced her pet pig, "That sounds splendid! Oink oink!"

"Seriously Mabel?" I said to her, entering my drawer and threw each shirt out. "You're thirteen right?"

"Nope! Bleventeen is my number!" She said with pride.

"Well mind taking your childish games somewhere please?"

"Nah, because we're gonna help you little brother of mine." she rejected.

I was about to then ask her to leave again, until I heard my phone beginning to buzz from a notification. Grabbing it, I turned off the lock screen to see a text from one of my ghostly travelers.

"U ready for some ghost hunting? :D"

- Lincoln

Man, he gets up early too? Then again, maybe the loud sounds of his sisters, that I can hear right now, woke him up. Hopefully he wouldn't mind of a late walk if it isn't too long. I began to text him back with the fact that I can't find my journal and will have to keep looking until it's found. I wasn't looking forward to the reply.

"Was that Lincoln?" Mabel asked me. I've told her recently of our friendship we developed over the week, and she was pleased to see me hanging outside with someone.

"Yeah. He's just… asking how you're doing." I lied. There wasn't any other idea I had in mind to lie about and that was the closest I could get. But my sister was smarter than that.

"Dipper, really. What is it?" She said, not amused while letting Waddles eat her shoe she was planning to wear.

There was no point to lie now. I only hope they understand. "Alright." I said giving up. "Me, Lincoln, and Clyde were planning on looking for a certain ghost on Butterfly Lane to mostly communicate with. We didn't tell anyone because we knew someone was gonna either make fun of us and tell us they're not real, or force us to stay home grounded."

The reaction I got from Mabel was not what I was expecting. I could have sworn she was going to get upset and ask why I kept a secret away from her and then tattle to mom and dad about what we were doing. A thought also played in my head that she could just laugh and say how silly we're being. Instead..

"Bro, if you thought I was gonna say to you 'that ghosts aren't real', you really must be hanging around a clone or something."

.. she understood.

She continued. "Gravity Falls really proved a lot of things to me that I thought weren't real or at least thought was awesome. Like the gnomes, that turned out pretty bad. I didn't even think they existed because of how wittle they were. Also, you're Dipper Pines, so of course you're curious about ghosts and all spooky stuff. I'm just amazed you actually want to see one."

That was new. "I always like to see ghosts. Just not the dangerous kind, like that Northwest manor ghost guy."

"My point exactly." She said, then lifted Waddles to her level and hugged him. "Besides, I'm really happy that you're getting along with someone who's just like you. Once I told Lincoln you were into that supernatural stuff too, he asked a lot of questions."

Hmm, maybe that's what lead him to look over my book when we were in the van. I know my sister is good at heart and indeed is a pure soul, but this conversation made me feel very lucky to have a sister like Mabel. I chuckled and smiled at her. "Thanks Mabel." I said.

She then blew a raspberry and said, "No biggie bro! You gotta learn to be more sociable and you were getting there a little when we were in Oregon."

Another buzz had activated my phone to vibrate. Grabbing it, I told Mabel to wait as I read the message carefully from Lincoln. I never felt so relief in all of my life when I read it.

"Lola has it… /"

- Lincoln

It took a while to arrive to their house as I had to get my shoes on and grab our flashlights at our house. Mabel was helpful carrying the flashlights for me as she wanted to see if Leni still needed assistance. If not, she was gonna ask Lisa to help her with the homework she got. It was as loud as I expected it to be when we arrived, and let me tell you, I was a little worried to ring the doorbell. I also heard some animal sounds in there and a lot of Lily crying her eyes out.

I leaned my hand towards the door bell and clicked on the little button. As a person who never rang the doorbell, I preferred knocking mostly, I was unprepared for what happened next. Before I knew it, I felt pain everywhere, mostly my index finger, and my skin was burnt a little with dark features around me. I had the look of being on fire and then was put out. My hair was a bit frizzy more than usual, and everything felt tingling, in a electric way.

"Oh yeah, forgot to point that out." Mabel spoke with a nervous laugh. "Their doorbell is a bit electric when someone rings it."

"Yeah! Now we know why they're always 'buzzing' away! Ha ha ha ha! Get it?" It seemed Luan was the one to open the door.

"Hey, Luan." I said, unsure if should come back later. Is it too late?

"Oh, come on in you two. There's no way 'loud' on this! Ha ha ha ha!"

Yep, it's too late.

Luan let us in as she stepped aside and let us have a view of her home. The first thing we saw was explosions of smoke from upstairs. Then there was Lucy sitting on the couch watching a show that had vampires and werewolves, and the sound of loud music playing throughout the home. This brought me back to when me and Mabel first met the Louds, only I was having a difficult time adjusting to so much sound.

"Hey, Leni's upstairs right?" Mabel asked Luan.

"Yep. let me 'stair' you the way!" Then they both shared a laugh, leaving me behind at the bottom of the stairs. I only sighed at the joke, adjusting to what her siblings were talking about.

My only guess of Lincoln's location could be his room, so I grabbed the flashlights Mabel helped me carry and walked up the stairway of chaos. I had passed by the smoke coming from Lisa's room and the jumping frogs as Lana was a part of their hopping. I did stop her to ask if Lincoln was in his room. She nodded her head and continued. Respectively, I knocked on the door, hoping despite the noise he'll be able to hear me. It wasn't too long as he opened the door, carrying a backpack of his own and a walkie talkie in his hand. He smiled at my arrival. 'Oh there you are!" he said. "I was about to text you that I'm on my way and was going to give you you diary back. I found Lola snooping through it when I passed her room."

That was a little weird of her of all people to be snooping through my journal, but it wasn't too effective. At least she's not a mythical creature that's out to take the journal and gain power. That was my only worry. "Thank you very much. I thought I lost it at the library for a second." I said as I grab my book from him. "And, it's a journal Lincoln."

He shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject. "Well let's go get our last commander. We don't want it to be too late. It gets creepier at night."

Even though technically ghosts are more activated and walking through the dark nights, I didn't blame him. I would have done this at night, but daylight is safer than sorry. Plus, there are some ghosts to actually walking through the daylight then at night, depending on the spirit.

We exited out of the house and walked over to Clyde's house. Lincoln activated his walkie talkie to call out for our friend and heard him reply back that he was already changing into his clothes. I thought a walk over there was gonna be long, but it was actually quicker than it seemed. His home had seen different from the inside than the outside. It looked a bit small, almost as a trailer. Only difference was how clean it was. Lincoln knocked on the door, making one of Clyde's dads open the door to allow us in. As a new friend of theirs, he introduced himself to me as Harold and welcome me to Royal Woods. He let us sit down at their diner to wait for his son and was asking me some questions about my travel. I told him the basic; I was from Piedmont California, I am a fan of mystery anomalies, and then mentioned my family. He was pleased with how I described Mabel.

It wasn't long for Clyde to come out with his bag and his other father, named Howard, to be told what he needs to look out for and to take an inhaler. He introduced himself to me as well, and then Clyde got us out with a simple goodbye to his parents. I could hear Howard crying as his son left with us of how proud Clyde has become. We questioned him if he told his dads about our mission, but the denied it. All he told them was that he was gonna go to the park to study the types of grass there is. I'm amazed they took that, being their only son.

We did stop at one point at an arcade place they both love going, Game 'n Grubs - immediately became my favorite place. We ate some pizza, along with some to go when we get to Butterfly Lane, and some sodas. The place was amazing and so colorful. I love video games and found the kind with monsters in them to be the most fascinating. We all agreed that if we survive and make to at least sunset, we'll come back here to play some games.

After putting some slices of pizza in the zip - lock bags, we continued our path to Butterfly Lane. Surprisingly, it was actually pretty far than we thought. It was almost way out of Royal Woods, but it was just technically on the corner of the town. It was actually pass the woods of this town, and that only gave us a bit more a conscious screaming to go back. But we never gave up or regret anything… other than not bringing a bike or something. I think we were all close to the point of giving up and sleep on the grass.

Luckily our luck came by when we saw a street, a sidewalk, and sign with 'Butterfly Lane'.

Our entrance didn't seem so different or surprising when we entered in the neighborhood. Barely anyone came outside or even peeked through the windows. There were cars, but they looked as if they weren't in use. It was somewhat uncomfortable to walk on the sidewalk close to the houses as it gave me the expectation that someone was gonna run out and attack us. I wasn't the only one who had this phobia.

"Hey wait." Clyde said, stopping us in our tracks. "Do we even know the house number?"

We looked at each other, and no one answered. "Dang it."

"You don't have the book with you?" I asked him, a bit confused why he didn't bring it.

"I couldn't find anything else about the house's address, only the street."

We turned around, trying get some kind of idea to figure out our situation. We couldn't go all the way back to the library as it's a bit far, and I doubt we have any signal in this neighborhood if we try. There was also the thought of just giving up and turned around.

But before that idea was mentioned out loud, Clyde spoke up an idea of his own. "Why don't we ask that lady in that house over there?"

Me and Lincoln looked at the home Clyde spoke of and was pointing at, flinching at the sight of a far distant lady in a window walking past her mirror. I barely had a good view on her from my distance at the house. I couldn't believe there's an actual person in this neighborhood when it mostly looks desertive. We all then voted on Clyde's idea and all agreed.

We took our time towards the house as it wasn't too much of a rush since it was only twelve in the afternoon. Clyde was the first one up the steps of her home and knocked on her door. "Hello? Excuse me ma'am?" He called out, hoping the lady heard him. Nothing came through. There was no sound or anyone looking through the window. It was all very still.

Lincoln suggested Clyde to be louder this time and as he proceeded to do so, the door opened very slowly, creating a loud creaking noise as it was being opened. This gave a pale look into Clyde. Lincoln then stepped into her home first before us and looked for the said opener. There was no one there. Nothing told us to stop walking in, so we continued inside and the door was closed. "Miss, are you still here?" Lincoln called out, trying to do whatever he can to capture the lady's attention. She wasn't anywhere to be seen or heard.

The home inside was pretty decent. There was furniture everywhere of what described the living room. Behind the couch that was on the right side of it was a kitchen with dirty white floor tiles and a fridge that had some papers hanging from it and a little brown on it was splattered. The other side was a hallway, where bedrooms and bathroom could possibly be in. Afterall, I probably didn't mention this earlier, but it's smaller than we thought. If anything, this home looked as if it would be based off some honeymoon thing. It was all too still and the lady still hadn't appeared in front of us.

I had to be sure we weren't imagining stuff. "We did see a lady in this house together, right?"

They both nodded. "Okay. Just wanted to be sure."

"Maybe she's in the bathroom." Clyde suggested and that seemed to pleased Lincoln. At first, I felt that would be a bit silly because then she would have called out for us. But once the sound of a toilet flushing was made, I changed my mind instantly.

We turned our attention in the hallway to other rooms were opened and waited until something out of the ordinary came from inside. It took it's time, grieving us into curiosity of this home and the lady who lived in it. At last, a door opened, and a girl had appeared as she stepped into the hallway, playing with her hair to look more decent of a big puff and nearly tripped over her pink dress.

Wait...

"Lola! What are you doing here?!" exclaimed Lincoln, very upset and angry at what he was witnessing.

She looked at us with a smile. "Oh, hey guys!" She said. "I was just coming by to give Lincoln his library book." She then turned around and pulled the book out in front of us. Our jaws dropped, alarmed that she was here without us knowing she was following us.

"Lola, I left that home because I didn't need it." He told her. "Besides, how did you get passed us without us realizing you were following us?"

"Duh, my princess car. I had to go through the shortcut since I didn't want my wheels to be dirty." There was a short cut? Seriously?

Lincoln then groaned, couldn't believe this was happening. "Well looks like I'm gonna have to take you home."

"Uh, no you're not." She rejected. "I'm already here and you guys went through a long way to do that."

"But it's not a safe neighborhood to be in, and mom and dad are probably wondering where you are."

"I only told them I was going with you guys. They said to be back before sundown by the way." She then look on the side of where he brother stood and smiled at me with a wave. "Hey Dippy." she sang.

Now I felt very uncomfortable. But I wasn't willing to be rude, so I waved back. "Uh.. hey Lola."

Clyde did the same. "While it's great to see you again Lola, I have to agree with Lincoln on this one." he said. "This isn't exactly a place for six year olds to be in and we need to really focus."

"So? It's not a place for eleven year olds either." She said.

"That's not the point Lola!" Lincoln was losing his patience with her. "You're not staying!"

She blinked at him, surprised at what he just said. Then she wiggled her finger for him to come closer to her and began to whisper in his ear. Me and Clyde barely could understand a word they said and tried to stay out of it. Once she pulled away, Lincoln's eyes were wide and his expression didn't look too pleasing. Then a sigh escaped at last and said to us, "Lola will be joining us today guys."

"Thank you Lincoln." She grinned at him evilly.

We didn't say a word for another few minutes. It was pretty awkward at how this became, until Clyde finally spoke up. "Wait, did that lady let you into her house Lola?" He asked her.

She looked at him puzzled. "What lady? No one lives here."

This grew a bit of panic in us. "T-There wasn't a woman who looked to possibly being old and wearing a white gown catch you attention, w-when you came in h-here?" I'm amazed he was able to tell from that distant earlier of what the lady looked like. He's gotta have supervision or something.

She shook her head. With this said, Lincoln ran immediately towards the closed window and opened the large curtains of the daylight forming into night. It was dark and there was no houses with a single light on. Only the street lights were activated. We all gasped, as Lola only looked at us. "What? It's just outside." She said.

"B-But it was daylight when we came here!" Lincoln shouted very worried. This led to Clyde grabbing a bag from his own backpack and began to inhale his air through it, in and out, in and out. Then the realization strike him as a lightening could have. "I think we're in the house.." More panicked entered in Clyde, resulting his facial features to turn green.

I wasn't doing much, however. An idea then hit me with the outside. "Hold on guys." I said, grabbing their attentions as being the one not so panicked. "It could possibly be a hallucination. Ghosts do tend to do that, so it's probably still daylight. We just don't know it."

It took them awhile to speak as they were now calming down and catching their breath before they lost all of it. Lincoln was the first to speak. "Yeah. You're probably right.."

Lola then turned to me. "I thought you guys were studying so you can practice your prof… pronu.. Wait.."

"Pronunciation?" I asked her. She nodded.

"We uh… we are!" Clyde exclaimed. "We're just uh… doing it in a quiet place since Royal Woods is a bit busy today." I could tell with that, she wasn't going to buy it at all.

So did Lincoln. He sighed, giving up. "Okay Lola. You should know the truth." he said.

"You bet I do. With that a lie that bad, I'm not willing to leave at all now."

Right then, Lincoln told Lola everything of our plan and what we're were really doing in the library. She did appeared to look shock at what her brother was telling her. It kinda made me wonder what she's going to do now. Will she tell her parents? Is she gonna laugh at us? Will she get scared to death?

Not much was said after Lincoln was done with the explanation. It was silent. It was then I thought Lola was scared and wanted to go home. She didn't do anything or said a word. Then Lincoln fell to his knees when he walked in front of her. "Please Lola!" He said. "You can't tell mom or dad. It'll probably be a long life grounding and this is the only time we'll get to do this. Please don't say anything."

Me and Clyde stared at the pink little girl, waiting for something to come out of her mouth. She only let her brother repeat 'please' over and over until the twelve one came up. She grew another grin towards him and finally spoke. "Okay. If.." She trailed off in silence.

This grew Lincoln to be concern. "If, what?"

I was indeed a little nervous of what Lola's request was. Kids have a big appetite for such great things for toys, food (aka sweets), and tv series. I only hoped then it wouldn't affect her brother too much. My hands were in a tight grip as the little princess took her time with her answer.

"... If Dipper and Mabel can join us for the next Family Game Night."

Lincoln looked at his sister very puzzled at the request she made, as so did I. "Uh, why exactly?" He asked.

"Well duh! It'll be more fun if they came along. Also if we do team games, I call dibs on Dipper's team."

I only watched as the two were coming together to make a deal with each other. Never in my life did I feel so awkward, especially almost being the center of attention. Lola always wants to be around me, no matter what comes up. But why? That's what I wished to know. I'm nothing special. If anything, I'm a nerd that likes to solve puzzles and mysteries. I should have been the person she cares about the least since my twin is more understanding to her than me.

"Well uh… you're gonna have to ask Dipper if he even wants to, because he might not even-"

"I'd love to join."

I really don't know what made me spit out an answer. Was it the fear that struck Lincoln's heart of getting in trouble? Was it the temptation of worry of creating an angry Lola? Honestly, I'm not too sure myself, but my best answer was that I wouldn't want anyone to get in trouble. I'd do anything to make sure they're not grounded, especially for Lincoln.

I think I found my best friends.

"Yay!" Again, Lola wraps her arms around me with a nice hug, and does the same for her brother with a lot of 'thank you's. Honestly, a game night does sound nice and I would like to see how they play.

"So what are we gonna do now that we're in the house?" Clyde chimed in, reminding us where we were in the first place.

Lincoln looked back at his little sister, probably still debating in his head if he should take her home or so. But then a look of determination appeared when he looked back at us. "We're gonna do what we came here for."

We both nodded, and then he pulled his little sister to the side to give her some rules while we got ready.

Clyde activated his camera, turning on the 'glow in the dark' mode so we could see a little better. It wasn't too dark for us to barely see, but just in case. He pulled out two microphones that movie people use and began to press some buttons to activate them as well. I did question him how he even has this stuff, and he told me that one of his days actually worked in theater school as a janitor, but since one of the students passed away, their little sister offered him to have it. I gave him a hand with setting up a light that was needed for the camera and changed the light bulb, since the last one went out pretty quick.

Lincoln had joined us, along with Lola following him. We each then decided on which assignment we should have. Both me and Clyde were in the position in charge of microphones and lights there were attached, and placed headphones in our ears, and Lincoln held the camera, being the leader of this search. Lola stood between me and her brother to be under his nose to protect her. The camera was shown to be recording as Lincoln began to walk around in the living room. We followed as we expected and stayed very quiet as he called out for the ghost.

"Hello?" He called out. "Is anyone here?"

Nothing was move and nothing was heard. Well other than Clyde's shaking. Already have we started and he's freaked out. "You alright?" I whispered to him as Lincoln continued.

"Y-Yeah. I'm alright. J-J-Just a little n-nervous is all." he admitted quietly. As a sign of assurance, I placed my hand on his shoulder to give him a small shake of comfort, letting him know everything will be alright. He smiled at me, then looked back down still worried. "I just… I don't get it."

"Get what?"

"Well the house. Why doesn't it looked like the one in the picture?"

That was true. I doubt that ghosts have THAT much of power to make an entire house look different than what it really looks like with hallucination. Probably the only entity capable of that would be a demon.

"I looked at that." Lola spoke to us. "Turns out they broke down the old house and rebuilded a new one for this one couple, but they moved out immediately." We both stared amazed at her. Once again, I had never encountered a six year old who knows how to read. That is pretty impressive.

"I guess that makes sense, but-" Then a gasped escaped my throat at the sound I heard through my headphone. It was a harmonic kind of tone, sounds of such harmless melody. It would have been a calming sensation to me if it wasn't happening in a haunted home.

"Dipper? What is it?" Lincoln asked, turning the camera towards me as everyone else looked at me in confusion.

"I.. I can hear something." I replied, unable to make anymore moves than I already have. The sound then grew a bit louder, loud enough for Clyde to gasp when he hears it as well. "What is it?" Lola asked.

I wasn't sure how else to answer this, so I said it as quick as I could. "Someone's humming the wedding march.."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's Note: oh shoot! They hear something! And it's the wedding march? Da whhhaaaaa? Lol anyway, happy Valentine's Day guys! Sorry if this wasn't exactly too exciting. I can only do so much in little time. But hey, school's starting, so thank you for reading and the reviews! They really brightened my day. Love you all and stay tuned for what could possibly happen next.