Gravity Falls: A Kitten's Tail

Chapter 1: Where am I? (The Story Begins)

This isn't where she wanted to be.

Lost, alone, betrayed.

The icy, bitter coldness of the night was affecting her sensitive fur, making her shiver slightly. Her paws pressed lightly onto the fallen leaves, crushing them a tiny bit as she walked. She grew tired of walking, every day it's the same goal:

Finding a place to stay...

For her, it wasn't the easiest of tasks to concur... despite many tries to succeed, she failed... miserably. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Her own personal goal just wasn't coming together. However, she continued to pursue to reach her own personal target as she continued to press on though the misty blackness.

Sometime later, her paws started to shake uncontrollably, as she quickly felt the urge to rest.

'Ugh... Can't ... move... much... longer' she thought as she kept walking, her eyes tracing for something noticeable. Suddenly, she tripped. On a grey, staggered, distorted piece of rock, sending her tumbling pass at least dozens of trees. That is... until she rolled into a log, filled with broken pieces of wood.

At that very moment, she started to cry in serious pain and agony, hoping someone; something would notice her desperate cries for help. No one heard her. As if all her cries blew away in the blustering winds, carrying her cries with it. She slowly crawled out of the log with splinters all over her.

'This is going to take a while...'

~ Many splinters later ~

'That's better, I'll say'. She took a look at herself to check if there's any more splinters or anything else she might have rolled over.

'All splinter free; thank goodness I thought I was going to...' Her thoughts were interrupted by her noticing a small patch of fabric sticking out of the ground. Curiously, she took a couple of small, miniature steps until she was at about a few inches away from the fabric.

She anxiously walked closer and closer, until she gathered up the courage to pick up the object with her mouth. Without thinking, she studied the strange fabric, with a focus look on her face. The fabric was light green, with a dark green star right on the front. Quickly and calmly, she took a small sniff at the object that was against her mouth, her nose inhaling the sweet scent of pine trees. Abruptly, her eyes dilated immediately. As she went into tracker mode, her tail stretched out slightly, pacing though the forest tying to find the source to the intoxicating smell.

This was the push she needed, something that will lead her ... at least somewhere.

After several hours of tracking the scent, it lead her to a small log cabin. She then stopped to look around, resuming her sniffing duties. She looked up at the sigh above her, cocking her head to the sigh as she read.

'Mystery Shack...' her head is now facing forward. She turned the corner, to see a window on the left side of the cabin. She can smell something sweet, like dough. She wanted to have a closer look, so she found a nearby box to climb on towards the open window.

As she looked in the window, her baby blue eyes widened as she saw the batch of freshly made cookies on the counter. Suddenly, her tummy started to rubble, thinking of how delicious those cookies looked. She looked around to check if nobody was there. Then she took a sudden leap though the window, over the wooden table, onto the floor. She turned around to see the plate of chocolate chip cookies on the edge of the counter. Her mouth drooling with anticipation as she leaped towards the counter. Unfortunately, she didn't make it. She hit the counter with a crash, causing the cookies to fall right on top of her.

'Well that was easy' she thought as she took a bite of the sugary goodness that is in front of her.

The now bloated kitten was full to the brim, lying on her back with satisfaction. However, her heart skipped a beat when she heard the sound of tiny footsteps, getting closer. One thing was on her mind at this moment: HIDE!

She ran around the room, anxiously looking for a place to hide. Despite the little time she had, she quickly hid under the table, hoping that the footsteps were just her mind playing tricks on her. She waited. The footsteps belonged to a round, pop headed pig, who was looking for his faithful owners. He looked around. No sight of them. He was about to turn around when he saw a pink blob out of the corner of his eye. He then walked over to the pink blob that was under the table to find the little kitten that was there all along. The kitten froze as the pig sniffed her gently, as she tried to keep still.

"Waddles!" a voice called out from the distance. "Waddles, where are you?" the voice called again but closer this time. A girl with a blue sweeter with a dolphin on the front, smiled as she found her beloved pet.

"Waddles... *gasp* there you are, I've been looking all over for you!" She said enthusiastically as she scooped Waddles up from the floor and hugged him tightly. Waddles oinked with a concerned look on his face.

"What's wrong Waddles?" She asked her pet pig with as much concern. She released him from her grasp to find Waddles walking over to the table. She followed Waddles to the table, she gasped as she looked under the table as she saw the pink bundle of fluff.

"*GASP!* Oh my gosh... Dipper, DIPPER come down here, Waddles has found something!"

'Oh snap... This can't be good'