Sixer (Gravity Falls)

Head Hunters

The living room was bathed in the soft glow of the television screen as Dipper, Mabel, and May lounged on the couch, engrossed in the latest episode of Duck-tective. The show's constable and the titular duck detective stood in front of a telephone booth, engaged in a dramatic exchange that hinted at the mystery lurking just out of sight.

Mabel, her fingers deftly moving with the rhythm of her knitting needles, worked on a new sweater, her eyes darting between her project and the television screen. Dipper, on the other hand, had a bowl of popcorn resting on his lap, his attention divided between the show and the delicious snack. Meanwhile, May was sketching aliens and other cryptids.

As Mabel reached for some popcorn, Dipper slapped her hand away, prompting a mock glare from his sister.

On the television, the constable's voice filled the room as he declared, "I'm afraid your services won't be required here, sir. My men have examined the evidence, and this is obviously an accident."

But Duck-tective wasn't convinced. With a dramatic quack, he challenged the constable's conclusion, uttering the cryptic words, "Accident, constable? Or is it... Murder?!"

The scene cut away to a commercial break, leaving Mabel to drop her knitting in awe.

"That duck is a genius!" she exclaimed, her admiration evident in her voice.

Dipper, however, remained nonchalant, offering a casual observation. "Eh, it's easier to find clues when you're that close to the ground."

"You would know." May snickered.

"Hey-"

Mabel raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Are you saying you could outwit Duck-tective?"

Dipper shrugged, a confident grin spreading across his face. "Mabel, I have very keen powers of observation. For example, just by smelling your breath, I can tell that you have been eating... an entire tube of toothpaste?!"

Mabel's eyes widened in mock innocence, her mouth adorned with sparkling toothpaste. "It was so sparkly..." she admitted sheepishly, a playful twinkle in her eyes.

Soos burst into the room with an air of excitement, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Hey, dudes, you'll never guess what I found!"

"An archaeopteryx?" May asked.

Dipper's face lit up, "Buried treasure!"

Mabel laughed, giving him a playful shove. "Buried—hey, I was gonna say that!"

Soos gestured towards a door hidden behind a layer of wallpaper. "So, I was cleaning up, when I found this secret door, hidden behind the wallpaper. It's crazy bonkers creepy!" With a dramatic flourish, he swung the door open, revealing a room filled with eerie wax sculptures.

Dipper's flashlight pierced through the darkness, illuminating the lifelike figures. "Whoa! It's a secret wax museum!"

Mabel reached out to touch one of the sculptures, marveling at its realism. "They're so life-like."

Dipper shines a flashlight and points to one that looks to be some sort of goblin, "Except for that one."

"Ew." May shuddered.

But just as they were about to leave, a voice echoed from the shadows, "Hello!"

Dipper, Mabel, May and Soos screamed in surprise, their hearts pounding in their chests as they turned to see the source of the voice. "It's just me, your Grunkle Stan!" he chuckled, stepping into the light.

Everyone screamed even louder in terror, and May bolted out of the room.

***

Stan led them through the dimly lit room, his voice tinged with nostalgia as he recounted tales of the once-popular Gravity Falls Wax Museum.