If these two researchers were going to build a portal, they needed materials for it. Luckily, Ford had a solution. They set out for their journey in the morning, the sun still below the horizon, although it was set to rise soon. They had packed lightly, treading through the dimly lit forest.
"Ford?"
"Yes Fidds?" he stopped, turning to him inquisitively.
"Why did we set out this early? And, and where are we even going?" he inquired, rubbing his eyes. He wasn't even properly awake yet, his eyesight a bit blurry.
Ford smirked at his companion. "You'll see..."
It was about a bit after noon when they reached their destination...a field? A field that contained a small smattering of cows, with weird alien-like symbols on their hides. Grazing lazily in the grass, the silent air was filled with a small breeze and occasional mooing. The cumulus clouds slowly drifted through the sky. A picture-perfect day. Ford stopped beside him abruptly, taking in a deep breath of the crisp, slightly cold air. Fall was almost here.
"Fiddleford. What I'm about to tell you, will change your view of this place forever. You see...this isn't a normal field. Follow along." With that, he started strolling in a slow pace, McGucket trailing not far behind. "We need materials for the portal. So... firstly, we need..."
"An energy source?"
"Correct. An energy source, a base, materials."
"Preferably steel...or iron." McGucket thought out loud, still following Stanford closely as they walked through the large expanse.
"How about...titanium?" Stanford stopped, putting down his backpack and turning to Fiddleford. "As I have told you previously, this is no ordinary field. You see... this is an alien spaceship crash site."
Fiddleford froze up. What...what did Ford just say? No... that's not.... no....
Stanford, picking up on his assistant's confusion repeated, "It is. A crash site of an alien ship. Made of titanium, and surely containing everything needed for our project. I discovered it a while back, on one of my own field studies."
"D-does it have a name?"
"Well obviously," he scoffed. "Crash Site Omega. And we're going in."
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The Triangle's Deception...
FanfictionStanford Pines and his assistant, Fiddleford McGucket, have hit a roadblock in their research of the mysterious town of Gravity Falls. The situation seems to be hopeless...until Fiddleford discovers a mysterious, yet helpful, entity. However, does...
