Dipper's Guide of the Swap Universes

Reverse Falls: Forest of Riddles

"Okay, here we are," Dawn said.

"Woah, this one has more differences than the other," Dipper commented.

"Dipper, look at the Tent!" Mabel pointed. "It's pink! And it has a Shooting Star on it!"

Dipper turned to view the Tent of Telepathy. His eyes went wide, his expression boarded both an unimpressed but and a worried look. "Um," he turned to Dawn. "This has the same swaps as the other one, doesn't it?"

"Yep," Dawn moved their hands as they spoke. "Pacifica Dipper, Mabel Gideon. The difference is that in here, the Wheel Symbols are the same. You're still Pine Dip, Mabel is still Star Mabel, etc. Your main colours are also kept in here."

"Anything else?" Dipper asked.

"The amulets— Hide."

"What?"

"Hide!"

The three hid behind a tree (best place ever, not like they had to squish each other to hide properly, and Mabel definitely wasn't on Dawn's shoulders). The approach of a blonde girl and a bouncy white haired boy with freckles that made sure to keep the conversation working caught their attention. Silence hit the three, paying close attention.

"And I grabbed her hand and asked her to dance! She said yes!" Gideon said. "Maybe we can actually work out. Maybe I finally met my soulmate!"

Dipper sighed in silence with annoyance. Poor Pacifica.

"That's really nice," Pacifica simply replied, not taking her eyes off a familiar rectangular object: the Journal. But unlike Dipper's, this one has a blue cover instead of a red one.

Gideon raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Pacifica blinked. "Oh— um, nothing."

"I know there's something wrong with you," Gideon said. "C'mon, Paz, you can tell me."

As the two continued talking, Dawn took the twins' attention out of the conversation. "That's Pacifica and Gideon Pines — yes, both Pines. They're cousins in this and many other universes,"

"Cool." Mabel whispered excitedly. "Gideon looks so cute!"

"I agree. He's a little cinnamon roll," Dawn said.

"The Journal. . ." Dipper didn't take his eyes off of Pacifica's hands. "Why is it blue?"

"I'd say ask Ford, but that's out of the question." Dawn said. "You know how Gideon wears a ton of blue, right?"

"Yes," Dipper replied.

"Let's just say the aesthetic of the Gleefuls is blue," Dawn said. "But not all of them, and not always, most of the time." A blink or two followed the sentence, the phrase repeated in mind. "Wait, did that phrase make sense? 'the aesthetic of the Gleefuls is blue'?"

"I understood what you meant," Dipper said. "Wait, so in here. . . Me and Mabel are Gleefuls?"

"Yep," Dawn replied.