Journal 2 - A Gravity falls Au

Party prep

A party. For money. Honestly, it sounds like a show or movie cliche, where one main character falls in love and the other makes new friends and they both make an enemie. For a change, I'm sitting on my bed in the attic because I'm never in the attic.

I pick up a magazine from Mabels bed. It has pictures of pre-teen models. I flick through it. There is a page for each state, none I recognise from Calfornia, where Mabel and I are from. I decided to check Orgin to see if there is anyone or name that rings a bell, I doubt it. The girl on the page was Pacifica Northwest, the sirname Northwest was that of the town fonders.

"Well, hello, Pinetree!" Bill exclaims, entering through the window.
"Hi Bill." I wave.
"Already looking at Mabels model magazines, I see."
"I'm just curious, I've git nothing much to read at the moment. I mean, you borrowed the journal."
"Yeah, true, I was just checking it, I can give it back now." Bill floats up and passes me the journal. He looks down at the magazine. "By the way, she'll be at the party, I'll need you to show weirdness to her because her father provides us with a lot of our funding."
"Right will do."

Bills sat on the stairs, not sure why. I'm helping Mabel with the decor.
"Kids, I need you to copy these fliers." Stan grunts.
"Ooo, a trip to the copier store, books mugs, and more at the copier store!" Soos sings. Mabel wants to sing but fears she'll mess up the song.
"What, that's not their slogan. It's generally how i feel about the copier store." Soos states.
"No, that costs too much, I fixed the old copier upstairs. The kids can use that." Stan informs us, pointing upstairs.
"Nooo, the upstairs copier is manky, dirty, old, and creepy!" Mabel freaks out.
"Eh, I'll go myself, pass me the fliers." Stan passes me the fliers, and I walk upstairs.

The copier isn't too shaby, I mean, there isn't any moss or dirt, just a lot of tape holding it together. So Mabel was just over exaggerating the machine. I lean my arm on the machine while I find a way to turn it on. I hit the on button and looked up. A green line scans across, right as I'm about to lift my arm, it goes over my arm. Out of the machine and over my arm. What the he'll is wrong with this piece of junk. It finishes its surface area, and out comes a picture of my arm. I think nothing much of it and behind copying the first flier.

Suddenly, I feel something grab onto my leg. I jerk back and look down. My arm. My arm had grabbed onto my leg. I check my shoulders, and both arms are attached. How is my arm on my leg? I walk back and bump into a table. I pick up my drink and chuck it at the arm, I look down and watch as the arm slowly dissolves. I need to check the journal.

I finished coping the filiers, and I left them in the printer room. I bolt it upstairs to the attic, I scan through my table side draws and pull out my journal. I scan through the pages. Town founder, nope. Living arcade, nope. Bottomless pit, nope. Dinosaurs, definitely not. Magical printer, that's what I need.

The author mentions an old printer that copied human beings, yet this act was dangerous, and she wouldn't let it leave his house. It's in Stans house, how did he get. Knowing Stan he probably stole it. I continue reading. Any liquid can kill the copied humans. In the end, I just learned that it's a cloning machine. If you clone yourself, the weakness is liquid.