Welcome, Dimension-hopping-show lovers! I present you a HUGE fanfic I will be making! I am talking about SO. MANY. FANDOMS. IN. ONE. BOOK.
This is my first time trying to make a continued fanfic about a story, so I need SO. MUCH. CONSTRUCTIVE. CRIT...
It was an warm summer day; the pines tree swayed as a soft breeze blew and the animals of the forest chattered away. The sun danced over a small town hidden beneath the tall pines, and its name was known as Gravity Falls. The place was not on any maps, and was usually not on the news. That is, last summer, they received neighboring towns and tourists questioning something about a giant pyramid in the sky and a weird, satired X in the air, for they had seen this in the distance and they were dumbfounded by its sight.
Unfortunately, the townspeople mentioned to "never mind all that" and go enjoy the Mystery Shack instead, which has became one of the hottest spots in Gravity Falls (which isn't saying a lot for a town that small and hidden). Soon, people forgot about Gravity Falls again as the next summer rolled around.
Yet, two certain "technically teenagers" remembered.
***
A tourist bus bumped softly on the dirt path and made its way up to a "popular" tourist trap in the deep part of the forest. Outside the tourist trap stood a large man, with a gopher-like smile and a nice tuxedo. His hat was cupped around his head, with a meaningless-looking symbol plastered on it.
"Welcome, dudes, to the Mystery Shack!" He announced, and the tourist group clapped eagerly.
"Now before I amaze you dudes, I want to show you a neat magic trick!" He said, and he carefully pulled out a sack. "I heard if you place your money in here, it will never come out dude!" The tourist murmured in awe, and one-by-one, they placed their money into the bag without hesitation. "Now, dudes, come inside and be amazed!"
Suddenly, the tourist bus pauses in front of the Mystery Shack, and two "teenagers" come out. The girl is wearing a familiar rainbow-shooting-star sweater and headband with scruffed shorts and black tights, and a faded magenta colored jacket. One of her arms are covered in thousands of bracelets, saying cheesy quotes like "Lets TACO how great you are!" or "BEE happy." Her other accessories are cute heart shaped earrings, and a pink band-aid on her nose. The only neutral color on her are her, surprisedly, unbranded white sneakers. Her hair is medium-length; they are hang lower than her shoulders.
The boy was wearing a blue-white cape, with a stylized pine tree on it. He wears a dark-blue shirt with a red jacket-hoodie. He has a belt and shorts, with knee-high socks and boots. The girl compared to the boy is high contrast, yet they act playful and friendly with each other. You could never doubt they were not siblings.
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Then, the girl screamed and rushed back onto the bus, and came out with a large pig. He is almost as tall as the girl, only inches shorter. She struggles to bring the pig down the bus steps, but she finds it worthwhile as she cuddles the pig to death.
"Welp, Mabel, I guess we're stuck back to this small, but mysterious, dangerous, and reckless journey of adventure, town!" Dipper exclaimed, which led to a voice crack on the last part of his sentence. Mabel giggled, "We're stuck with a dork again." Dipper playfully punches her and she bursts back into giggles. "Wanna race to the Shack?" She answered, with a huge grin.
Dipper glances over to the forest, hesitating, but he turns back to look at Mabel and starts running.
***
Somewhere close to California, Stanford and Stanley are docking their Stan'o'war II on a deserted beach. Stanford is trying to make a simple but efficient trap to scare people away from stealing their humble boat. "C'mon, pointdexter, no one lives anywhere near this tow-rag beach," Stanley grumbled.
Stanford looked up at him, with an offended look. "I wasn't talking about people, Stanley, I am more worried of potential krakens and curious sirens than civilized humans."
"When something looks free, no human is civilized, Ford."
"Hm," responded Stanford, already absorbing back into his detailed plan that he carved into the slimy sand's surface. It was a basic plan. He would leave the boat with a trigger around it, and if anything triggered it, there would be a small catapult in the back. This catapult would throw strong-smelling food, that he knew most sea monsters would enjoy, far into the ocean. The sea monsters would smell it and would leave the Stan'o'war II alone. It wasn't as advanced as his other creations, but it would have to do.
"This could take me approximately...one day to set up, " calculated Stanford out loud. Stanley frowns; his arms crossing. "You promised we would get to the Mystery Shack in at least three days!" He scowled, standing in front of Stanford before he did anything. Stanford sighed, and rubbed his temple with his hand. "Stanley, you were the one who decided we shouldn't pay for someone to take of Stan'o'war II," Stanford said.
"Getting scammed from across states is not happening to me again."
"Is that how you were banned from Kentucky?"
"That was North Carolina!"
Stanford places a hand on his chin, thinking. "Fine, Stanley, I can get the trap set in 12 hours, if you collect the supplies for me." Stanley nods, his frown shifting into a smile.
