Through The Triplet's Eye: A Gravity Falls Fanfiction

Memories

Time Skip

"And what are you doing exactly?" I question, folding my arms across my chest at the doorway of Stan's office, witnessing Dipper photocopying himself with Stan's old copying machine.

"N-nothing, just photocopying myself so I can be at two places at once," he answered nervously.

I sigh in frustration, pinching the bridge of my nose in annoyance. "Why do you even think that this is a good idea?"

"We-," Before he could speak Dipper Number Two came to life, interrupting our conversation.

"Whoa! ...I have a really big head," Dipper noted, observing and scrutinising the cloned version of himself.

"So, uh... sorry, you first. Stop copying me!" The two Dippers point at each other knowingly and burst out laughing. 

Dipper Number Two stops laughing after knocking his elbow against the copying machine. "Ow, ow! Funny bone!" 

"I will call you: Number Two," Dipper decided, writing the number two on his clone's hat.

"Definitely not. You know a name I've always wanted?" Dipper Number Two questioned.

"Tyrone?" Dipper and his carbon-copy answered simultaneously, both of them beaming knowingly at each other.

Once all that was done, Dipper finally cuts to the chase. "Okay, Tyrone. Let's get down to business. I'm thinking you cover me at the ticket stand, while I ask Wendy to dance."

"I know the plan, buddy." 

Dipper and Tyrone both pull out their plans synchronously.

"Wait," I call out to both of them, successfully drawing both of their attention. "Tyrone, I believe we haven't formally met but I think you know who I am." 

Tyrone nodded affirmatively. "Of course Magnus." 

"Then listen to me, abandon that plan of yours. It won't lead to anything good and convince the original Dipper over here not to use that ludicrous plan."

Tyrone seemed to contemplate this for a split second, but a glare from the original Dipper expunges his mind of such thoughts and snaps him back to reality. "Why should I listen to you? You don't even know anything about romance." 

Dipper initiates a high-five, which Tyrone happily accepts. "Yeah, that's what I told him." 

"You guys are like two peas in a pod, I guess you guys will never learn until it is too late," I shake my head and make my way back to the party, leaving the two in peace and letting them print out more copies of themselves. 'Is that a good idea? Should I intervene, I don't think so. Dipper will come to his senses eventually.'

While I was eating some food in the corner and soaking up the party environment, I feel someone tug at my shirt.

"Magnus, come meet my new friends!" Mabel exclaimed excitedly, jumping up and down and dragging me with her immense strength towards her friends.

"Mabel, you know I don't like socialising with people!" I protest, my words falling on deaf ears.

"Too late!" Mabel had already brought me to her friends, the two girls who would be friends with her throughout the entire show. The first girl I saw had a lizard on her shoulder while the other had forks taped onto her fingers, their weird behaviour becoming a bit of a fan-favourite on the show.

"Guys, this is my triplet, Magnus," Mabel introduced, pointing to me when she mentioned my name.

The girl with the lizard on her shoulder greeted, her voice rough and had the abraded texture of stone against stone. "Hello, my name is Grenda!"