I'd like to start out by saying that inspiration for this came from the Gravity Falls work written by William_Easley. Any Gravity Falls fan should go read everything they've wrote. It's not just a huge amount, but it's all great stuff! I've only just started on it myself, but its some of the best stuff I've read. If they ever did make a season 3, or more, I'd suggest they make it out of their works, they're that good.

After writing a few chapters I ended up settling on the triad relationship Wenpines (Dipper X Mabel X Wendy), so yes, this includes incest so be ready for that. While I have written triads, I have not done incest before so this one is a new writing experience for me that I wanted to at least try.

Enjoy.

"We're almost there, Mabel." Dipper sucked in a deep breath. There was no telling what reception they were going to get. A warm one, surely, at first. After that? This could go any number of ways, and the Pine's twins were a bit low on options. "How's Waddles?"

"He's o… okay." Mabel had nearly cried herself out of tears already, but the few that remained would not be denied their due.

Waddles was probably one of the few things keeping Mabel's mind from shutting down completely. He would have carried a catatonic Mabel along if he had to, but that didn't mean he wanted to. With every step Dipper thanked his lucky stars for that pig's presence.

The pig, having since grown too large to be carried, was led on a leash, staying as close to Mabel as he could while not tripping her feet up. He was so quiet that if he hadn't been still walking alongside them, Dipper would have doubted he still lived. It was like Waddles knew how bad the situation was, so he kept quiet out of respect, or fear of making things worse.

Smart pig.

Dipper didn't even want to think of what Mabel would do if something happened to Waddles. He'd rather go through a hundred Weirdmageddons again.

"Look, it's the Mystery Shack!' Dipper forced himself to smile. While he was certainly delighted to see their home for the last couple summers, he wished it was under better circumstances. The smile was for Mabel's benefit more than anything. He hoped seeing the shack would lift her spirits, even a little.

It didn't.

Mabel looked up and saw the Mystery Shack, but all she managed at the familiar, and happy, sight was a nod.

Terrified at the prospect of being separated from Mabel, Dipper led her along by the hand. Her other clung to Waddles leash like he could disappear if she let go for a fraction of a second. Being the rational thinking one of the two, Dipper knew that couldn't happen, but Mabel needed the reassurance, the surety, right now. Even if her white knuckled grip on the strap was starting to worry him.

Up until now, every step Dipper took carried a heavy weight of dread. More than once he found himself watching every shadow, every corner, just waiting for a sign they'd been followed. Thus far, their fortune held out. A little weight fell off the boy's shoulders now that they were here, but that uncomfortable queasiness that had been plaguing him since this nightmare started was going strong.

Step by step, the twins made their way across the parking lot toward what they could only hope was a refuge.

"And here we have the…" Dipper heard the familiar voice and almost burst into tears himself.

Hang on, why was there a tour group here? It was the off season, there shouldn't be hardly anybody here. Whatever the reason, Dipper vacated it from his mind. He had more important fish to fry.

"It's okay, we'll be safe here, Mabel." Dipper whispered to his sister, giving her hand a small squeeze. It was a total lie, but Mabel needed to hear it. He had been saying similar words for the last… he hadn't even been keeping track anymore, but he kept repeating them in the hopes something would stick. "Everything's going to be okay."

Dipper and Mabel were making their way through when toward the group when they both heard the yell. "DAWGS!"

During the bus ride over, Dipper had come up with over a hundred different scenarios for their arrival. Dozens of introductions, all sorts of variable possibilities, and all of these were flying out of his head like a bird set free from a cage. He couldn't even remember what he had decided on saying first.

"Sorry, folks. Rest of the tour is canceled." Soos looked… eerily like their Grunkle Stan. Same suit, same eyepatch, and even that same fez. Stan himself would have been proud he nailed the look so well. "Family emergency."

Yeah, family emergency. Too bad Soos didn't realize just how appropriate the words 'family emergency' were here. Ugh, Dipper didn't want to even imagine how Soos was going to take this.

Melody appeared from seemingly nowhere to usher the group of tourists out while Soos held his arms out wide, turning his unimaginably huge grin on his favorite younger Pines twins. "Come on, bring it in, guys!"

Soos could sometime be a little slow on the uptake. He may not be the most intelligent, and he might have his moments of bad judgement, but Soos Ramirez was no fool when it mattered.

Between Mabel's muffled sobs, Dipper's wary look, and the plain fact the Dipper and Mabel were even here in the first place, he knew something wasn't right. The final cherry on top was when neither, especially Mabel, didn't rush in for the hug.

"Guys, what's going on?" Soos couldn't rush to the twin's fast enough.

"Dip…" Mabel choked out.

Dipper said nothing, instead obeying the unspoken request to take Waddles leash. The instant she was freed, the female Pines twin launched herself at Soos. She clung to their friend even tighter than she did Waddles, and that was saying something.

Hearing Mabel's cries begin anew was agonizing to Dipper. He'd heard enough of them on the bus ride over, and more before then, but one never truly goes accustomed to their twin's suffering. This went doubly for twins so close to each other as Dipper and Mabel.

Bill Cypher's laughter was a more pleasant sound than Mabel crying.

"Come on, Hambone." Soos gently rubbed Mabel's back in a valiant attempt to calm her. Dipper had done enough of that to know it wouldn't work. "Talk to me, here. I'm happy to see you, but what are you doing here? Where's your pare…"

"They don't know we're here." Dipper answered. Mabel wasn't going to be forming genuine words, much less sentences, for a while.

"What?"

"Soos, we need a place to stay, like… right now." Dipper chewed his lip. "I know it's sudden, but…"

"Say no more, Dip. Follow me right this way, please." Soos put on what Dipper assumed was his 'Mr. Mystery' voice. He no doubt hoped he could get a laugh or the beginnings of a smile out of Mabel.

Much to Dipper's immense joy and relief, he heard what might just have been a giggle from Mabel. It could have easily been another sob, but Dipper was trying his hardest to be optimistic after the last few days.

Being back on familiar ground, Dipper allowed himself the chance to relax the tiniest bit. So much so, he almost ran into Soos when the man stopped.

"So, good news, bad news, and awesome news, which first?" Soos chuckled nervously.

"Give me the bad…" Dipper really didn't know how much more he could take, but, like ripping off the proverbial band-aid, best to get it out of the way.

"Really? Uh… 'cause it might be better if you ask for good first…"

"Soos!"

"Okay, okay." Soos chuckled again, holding his hands up in surrender. "So, bad news is you're getting your surprise a bit earlier than planned."

"Supri…"

"Now the good news!" Soos announced, pushing the door open.

Dipper stared through the doorway in disbelief. This room hadn't been here before, not in any of the previous summers they spent in Gravity Falls. What should have opened up onto the back porch of the Mystery Shack instead led to another bedroom, one almost double the size of the attic room.

"We've been doing some remodeling, dude." Soos clapped a hand on Mabel and Dipper's shoulders. "We figure you've been getting cramped up in the attic room, and with Abuelita in the only other room, you guys could do with a bit more space."

Soos wasn't wrong, as they got older, the attic room was starting to becoming a little strained between the two of them. They rarely brought attention to it, though. It was only for the summer and they were close as twins could be. Back hom… back in Piedmont, the twins had moved into separate rooms a year back, but they still enjoyed the 'summer-long slumber party' of living in Gravity Falls.

"So, yeah… this was supposed to be your welcome back to Gravity Falls present, so yeah, surprise!" Soos scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Still needs a little cleaning and dusting."

"W… wow." Dipper stammered. Even Mabel had recovered from her slump to stare in awe.

"All we gotta do now is…"

"Way ahead of you, Soos." Melody gently pushed through the assembled group with broom, dustpan, and other cleaning supplies and a bag all in hand. "I'll have this fixed up in no time."

'Can I help?" Mabel's voice weakly came from Soos' side.

Dipper felt like cheering. It was the most words Mabel had said since they left Piedmont.

"Sure thing, dear." Melody smiled handing Mabel the broom. "We'll be able to work twice as fast! Soos, I went ahead and flipped the closed sign out front."

"Good thinkin', Mel." Flashing an approving thumbs up to Melody, Soos and Dipper made their way back back to the gift shop.

At Waddles insistence, Dipper removed the leash from the pig, whom eagerly rushed back to the dusty room to be with Mabel.

"Okay, Dipper. Spill." It was the serious tone in Soos' voice that made Dipper sure he had gotten as far as he could without at least some details. But first…

"Soos, you said some awesome news. What's that?" Dipper hung the leash up on a convenient hook behind the counter.

"Well, you see…" Soos was interrupted by the loud engine of a car approaching. This was in itself nothing that special, but Dipper knew the sound of that car, even if he hadn't heard it in a while. It was the screech of tires suddenly braking across the gravel of the parking lot that made Dipper inwardly panic.

They couldn't have found them this fast!

"Whoever comes through that door, me and Mabel are not here!" Dipper hissed, diving behind the counter.

"Dude…"

"Not here!" Dipper slammed a fist onto the solid wood, hoping it would get his point across. "Please, Soos, this is near life or death. Me and Mabel are not here. I swear, I'll explain everything later."

Maybe it was the nonviolent Dipper hitting the counter, maybe it was the way Dipper was all but begging. Whatever did it, Soos got the point. He gave a salute just in time for the front door to open. Dipper was barely able to duck in time.

The door wasn't exactly 'opened' from what Dipper heard. More like nearly knocked from its hinges by whoever their guest was.

"Soos, are they here?" That gravely voice was unmistakable. Although, right now, Dipper didn't know if it foretold doom, or their salvation.

"Mr. Pines!" Soos laughed nervously. He never was all that good at lying, too many tells. "I know you said you were coming, but…"

"Soos, the kids, are they here?"

"W…what kids?" Soos was already cracking. Dipper couldn't fault him, the man had a hero worship of Stan Pines going on before Dipper had even met the guy. The fact Soos lasted this long was a good show of how hard he was trying.

"Dipper and Mabel, are they here?" Oh, great. There was Ford, too. Both of their grunkles were present! They might have just jumped from the frying pan, only to skip the fire and go straight into the volcano.

Something was wrong, though. Stan and Ford sounded almost… panicked.

"Behind the counter…"

"Soos!" Dipper snarled, jumping to his feet.

"Sorry, dude…" Soos at least sounded apologetic.

"Mabel?" Stan demanded. Now Dipper saw his hands on Soos' shoulders.

"Back bedroom, with Melody." Soos didn't even try to conceal this one.

"Don't go near her!" Dipper attempted to head him off, but he was no match for Stan Pines in speed or strength. The man had already left the room before Dipper managed to jump over the counter. "No!"

Dipper knew he had to protect Mabel. It that meant from their own Grunkle, then he was perfectly fine with that.

"Dipper." Dipper didn't even get the chance to start his pursuit when a six-fingered hand appeared in front of him. "Stop."

It was a testament to Dipper's respect for Grunkle Ford that he didn't just shove past him. He was sorely tempted, Ford would have no doubt noticed this too from the way Dipper kept eyeing the way Stan ran.

"Out of my way, Grunkle Ford." Dipper, despite having grown a bit in the previous years, knew he wasn't that intimidating. He hoped his voice was making up for the difference. It seemed to work on poor Soos, the former handyman had actually taken a step back. Ford, however, had seen and experienced too much to be cowed so easily.

"Dipper." Ford repeated. "We know."

"They called you, didn't they?" Dipper could feel his heart sinking. He and Mabel were cornered like rats. With her upstairs, it was literal.

"Yes."

"So, what are you going to do?" Dipper's eyes narrowed while his eyes scanned his peripherals. He wasn't looking for a weapon, he wouldn't do that to Ford, but he was looking for an avenue of escape. He couldn't leave Mabel behind, a serious handicap, but one he was willing to deal with. "Drag us back, kicking and screaming?"

"Dipper…"

"We won't go."

"Dipper…"

"We'll…"

"Under most circumstances…" Ford didn't allow Dipper to interrupt him again. "That would be the appropriate action to take. But I know you, Dipper. You do not do rash or major decisions without good reason. You're better than that. I would expect this of your sister, but not you. The only logical conclusion is that you felt there was no other choice. As such, Stanley and I have agreed to reserve all judgement until we have heard you kids' side of the story."

"I'm just a dumb kid who doesn't understand." Dipper's words were positively dripping with venom. "Or know what's good for me and my sister."

"You, Dipper." Ford put a hand on his great nephew's shoulder. "Are wiser than your age would suggest. Your perspective is just as important."

They were allowed to plead their case. Dipper supposed it was better than nothing, but they were far from out of the woods yet.

"Now." Once upon a time, Ford would have kneeled to better be on Dipper's level. That was no longer necessary these days. "Start at the beginning. Tell me what happened. Leave nothing out."

"Our parents…" Mabel's voice came from the door to the living room. Dipper looked there and saw her standing beside a scowling Stan. Dipper couldn't remember the last time he saw Stan that angry. Grumpy or annoyed, sure, but this was pure rage. Mabel cleared her throat, seeming to draw strength from standing arm and arm with their grunkle. "Are getting divorced…"

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