Through The Triplet's Eye: A Gravity Falls Fanfiction

Little Dipper and Magnus

Dipper, Mabel, Stan and I were sitting idly on the couch watching TV and I was applying some Tiger Balm on several of the mosquito bites that had been freshly inflicted by those nettlesome mosquitoes when the doorbell of the Mystery Shack tintinnabulates.

Stan strides to the door of the Mystery Shack and opens it, ready to greet a potential customer. "Welcome to a world of mystery!"

The person standing at the door was not a customer as Stan thought he would be, he was a smartly-dressed lawyer. Stan thinking that he was a tax collector, attempts to escape from the Shack with the tax he had somehow managed to evade by throwing a smoke bomb. 'How did he even get a hold of one of those?'

The lawyer allows himself in, announcing to Stan dramatically, "Mister Pines. I'm from the Winninghouse Coupon Saver contest, and YOU ARE OUR BIIIIIIG WINNER!"

Suddenly, a cameraman and two women came into the Shack, holding a cheque for 10,000,000 dollars.

"Heh? My one and only dream, which was to possess money, has come true!" Stan shouts in joy, his frown he wore earlier turning into one broad grin. 

"We're rich I'm gonna get a butler!" Dipper exclaims. 

Mabel swipes the air with her hand. "I'm gonna buy a talking horse!" 

The twins look at me expectantly, waiting for my response.

I facepalm, letting them down as gently as possible. "Sorry to burst your bubbles, but this seems like a scam to me. As far as I know, we did not enter any contests and we also did not happen to buy any Winninghouse Coupon Saver."

"Pfft," Mabel snickers, not believing a word I had said. "yeah right."

We triplets watch Stan eagerly sign a document for the money and seconds later, Lil Gideon bursts through the ten million dollar cheque, surprising all of us except me. The two women that had come in earlier walked out of the Shack, carrying the torn cheque along with them on their way out.

"Ha! Stanford, you fool! You just signed over the Mystery Shack to lil' ol' me!" Gideon swipes the document from the lawyer, singing and doing a triumphant dance to mark his 'victory' over us. 'I hope Stan didn't use his real name to sign it, hopefully, he does what he did in the show.'

The twins both gasp in horror as I roll my eyes, looking back at them. "I told you so." 

"Not the time Magnus," Dipper growls.

In the meantime, Stan smirks at Gideon, pointing at the document. "Uh, might wanna take another look there!"

"The Shack is hereby signed over to... " Gideon's eyes widened in horror. "SUCK A LEMON LITTLE MAN?!" Gideon seethed.

"Ahahaha!" Stan laughed uproariously at Gideon, us triplets joining in on the fun as well. 

"How dare you!" Gideon yelled, ripping the document to shreds. "I am not a threat to be taken lightly!" 

"Come here hon', I need your arms," Gideon orders quietly and this time, his tone metamorphoses into a more polite one as he reaches for the man. The lawyer grabs Gideon, lifting him up at his behest. "I'll get you, Stanford Pines! I'LL GET YOU ALL!" Gideon shrieked balefully, the lawyer carrying him out of the Shack emotionlessly shortly afterwards.

Once the commotion had fully ceased, Stan looks at us as if nothing strange happened, already yearning to return to his beloved TV. "Wanna see what else is on TV?" 

Murmurs of agreement ripple through the three of us so we saunter back to the TV room at a leisurely pace, not in a hurry to return to the TV. 

"My favourite part's the theme song," Mabel quickly adds.