Journal 2 - A Gravity falls Au

Dont pick up the phone, obey orders

I came downstairs tonight for a change. As we are sitting down in the living room, Mabel and Grunkle Stan won't stop giving me weird looks. I turn around to face them," What?" I ask.
"Nothing kid, you just never come down at this time." Stan responds.
"You're either talking to yourself or doing nerd things." Mabel butt's in.

A phone rings. "Dipper, your first time down, you pick up the phone." Stan informs me, I think nothing of it and pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hello, this is Gravity Falls gossiper, I am here to ask if you want to be interviewed about the paranormal in this town?" Toby Determined, the newspaper writer, asks.
"YES!" I don't hesitate to respond.
"Great, then come to 412 Gopher Road." I mutter the address as I write it on my arm, "When should I come?" I ask.
"Well, now if you're ready!" He exclaims.
"Yeah, sure, I'll be on my way."

I nip into the living room to say bye to Stan and Mabel and run off to 412 Gopher Road.

It's a large factory on a hill ledge, I follow the long winding path towards it.

I open the large doors and enter, shutting them behind me. The factory is empty, well to my vision it is, their are shadowy figures placed in large piles dotted around the room. In the centre was an office chair. I pull out a torch, but don't turn it on. I creep towards the chair and spin it round, I then shine a light at its head. On the chair sat Gideon. " Gideon..." I grunt.
"Oh! Well, isn't it Dipper Pines!" He exclaims, I step back. I reach into my pocket to feel the amulet, it warms up, this hasn't happened before...

Uncertain of what to do I keep it in my pocket, I realise I was stood with poor posture, I don't fix it. "What do you want?" I ask.
"YOU CANE BETWEEN ME AND MY MABEL PIE AND IM GOING TO MAKE YOU PAY!" He shouts, running towards me. Despite being shorter, Gideon was successful at pushing me down, and I landed sat. Gideon steps on my chest, " Say me and my Mabel pie can date!" He exclaims.
"No, she doesn't want to date you. She couldn't bring herself to say it, so I did." I respond.
"Liar!" He shouts, loud enough to create an echo across this old single-roomed factory.
"Do you know what I do to liars!" He shouts, pointing between my eyes.
"No? What do you guess what number they are thinking of or something?" I half joke.
"Nearly!" He pipes.

He jumps off me and sits in his office chair, " Take a seat." He asks of me, I turn around to notice a wooden chair. The old white paint was peeling off of it. " No thanks." I respond standing up.
"No. Sit." He commands.
"I prefer standing." I respond, crossing my arms.
Gideon takes a deep breath, and the chair hits the back of my knees. I fall back onto the chair. Suddenly, I feel rope the me onto the chair. I was standing perfectly fine 5 seconds ago, now I'm tied to an old wooden chair. This is going splendidly.

I fidget around to try and untie the rope. The rope was around my chest and over my arms. There is another rope keeping my hands behind my back, then two to keep my legs onto the chair legs.

"You can't get out, Dipper Pines, until you tell me I can date my Mabel!" He shouts.
"First of all, she isn't yours. She's a human, not an object. Second, if she did want to date you, you'd probably be on a date right now." I explain.
"Liar!" He shouts, stomping his feet on the ground. He calms down before asking, "Do you know what I do with liars?"
" No." I respond.
"IT WAS RHETORICAL!" He shouts at me.

I'm very obviously annoying him, and it's hilarious. He acts like a five year old when he's supposed to be ten? I can believe it myself. He has the height of a four year old, the attitude of a five year old, evil plan of a six year old yet execution of an average adult.

I was clearly lost in thought, I look up to see Gideon run up to me with a pair of scissors in his hand. "Careful bud, you're gonna hurt yourself." I say. He runs right up to me and places the scissors at my throat. "Let Mabel date me." He commands cold and harshly. What do I do in this situation, I don't want to have my throat cut open, especially not with Gideon™️ scissors.

I sit there patiently, waiting for it to happen. The scissors get closer. And closer. And closer. The tip touchs my neck, yet right as I thought I was about to die, the door swings open. I can't trun around, but may my thanks be to whoever opened the door. Someone starts walking towards me, Mabel.

Gideon has moved the scissors to behind his back. "Why are you tied to a chair?" Mabel asks.
"Gideon." I roll my eyes. Mabel turns around to face Gideon, "Why would you tie my brother to a chair?" She exclaims. Gideon is unable to make an answer before Stan walks up behind him, picks him up by the collar of his suit and quite actually throws him out the window.

I fidget around, I can't access my jacket, so I can't untie the rope.
"Do you need help?" Mabel asks watching me.
"Yes..." I sigh. Mab untie me and we walk back off to the shack.