Gravity Falls: The End-Times

White Haired Pyscho

"Gideon!?" Dipper yells in a panic.

"Ya'll better have a good reason for being in my tent."

"You tell us how you got out of jail first." Stan yells from behind us.

"Well I was going to escape soon anyway, but those gravity issues gave little ol' me a greater chance. So I took it."

"They'll come after you. They could be here any minute. This is probably the first place they'd look." Dipper says confidently, helping me to my feet.

"Oh my, Mabel my darling. I didn't see your sweet face under that curtain! How are ya? Well actually hold that thought in your cute little head. Now, Dipper. It would be a long way to walk from the prison to here, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah. I guess so."

"Well, I had my jail buddies take care of their stuff for me when we all broke out."

"Dood, there is something wrong with you."

"Wrong with me?! I didn't trespass, destroy the town-"

"How do you know we did it?" Stan says, standing from his chair.

"I...er... I guessed." Stan crosses the room and looks sternly down at the little, white haired child. "Eugh, fine. I have payed a lot to know what goes on in this town, maybe a little too much. That's all I can say. Now leave, before I call my jail buds on ya'll."

Stan shoots him another glare. "Fine. Let's get out of here, but only cause we want to leave."

We all get off the stage and cross the the entrance. I shoot a glare back at Gideon and he smiles back. Ew, why does he have to be so creepy. We walk back to the shack and notice more of the shack is left then we had originally thought. It's just mainly the gift shop and near there that's really messed up. Stan shoves the door open and we go inside. Most of the stuff on the walls or on the shelves have fallen and broken. I pick up the picture of Dipper and I off the floor. I dust it off and reveal its actually not broken, which is surprising. I sit it gingerly back up on the shelf and Stan back a few feet, admiring how nice it could look if I added some more glitter. Dipper walks up beside me and nudges me in the arm.

"It looks good. In surprised it survived." He turns and smiles.

"Yeah. Um... Dipper?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think the universe is ending?"

"Well, I'm sure we'd know if it ended right? Maybe it meant like mentally your universe would fall apart or something. Oh! Or maybe the dimensions are shifting into each other and then things like Bill would be integrated into our dimension and that would tear apart the universe. Or-"

"Dipper, Please."

"Yeah... Sorry, got carried away." He looks down and sighs.

"Couldn't it just be everything is alright?" I say with tears in my eyes.

Dipper stands there silently thinking to himself. "To be honest, I don't think so," His words trail off at the end and he pauses for a second. "but at least we're all alright... right?"

I nod slowly, "I guess so."

"See! We're okay! It's okay..." He looks away, avoiding eye contact.

"... Dipper? What's wrong?" I place my hand on his shoulder and wait for him to turn.

He turns slowly, holding back tears. "It's not okay... is it?"

I let out a long sigh, "well, we can still hope it is. There's something I want to-"

Stan runs in, waving a plank frantically. "Kids! Look at this burned plank! It looks like a president's face! Also, I need to start cleaning up a bit. I want to be able to open back up in as few weeks as possible."

"Heh, yeah it does, and okay." I look towards Dipper who sends me a look back telling me to finish what I was saying.

"Come on Dipper. Let's start cleaning up a little around here so it's not such a mess. I'll finish later."