Life In Gravity Falls

Headhunters - Part One

"This duck is a genius!" Mabel exclaims, gesturing towards the tv.
"That's the exact same thing I said before!" you laugh.
"I don't know," Dipper says, "His job isn't that hard."
"Oh please, like you could do better?" you tease.
"Actually, I could. For example, just by smelling Mabel's breath I can tell that she's been eating - an entire tube of tooth paste?" Dipper makes a grossed-out expression and you both look at Mabel for an explanation.
"It was so sparkly." she protests, and you and Dipper laugh.
"Hey dudes, come look at this!" Soos yells from upstairs.
You turn off the tv and then run behind Dipper and Mabel to see whats up.
Soos is standing in a room you've never seen before, surrounded by life-sized - action figures?
Stan walks in and looks around. "Oh yeah, I forgot about these guys. These use to be part of my wax museum, but it just isn't popular anymore, so I shut it down. I have them all, Sherlock, Larry King, and my favorite, Abraha-ah! Oh no!"
Stan turns, gesturing to what used to be Abraham Lincoln, but is now a pile of melted wax. He bends down and scoops some wax off of the mess with one finger.
"How do you repair a wax figure?" he asks.
Mabel walks up from behind him and taps him on the back. "I think I can help! Actually, I think I could make you a brand new figure!" she chirps.
"Really? Are you sure you're capable of doing that?" Stan looks at her suspiciously.
"Of course I can! I'm an arts and crafts expert. Why do you think I always have this glue gun stuck to my arm?" she says, gesturing to where one is permanently stuck to her sweater. She grunts as she tries to shake it off, but it won't budge.
"Well alright. Go ahead kid." Stan says, and Mabel's eyes light up.
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"What should I make it of?" Mabel asks 20 minutes later, after the slow and painful process of moving the melted wax into the living room so she would have more room to work.
She ruffles through her sketch book. "I was thinking a Fairy Princess, that's also a Horse Fairy Princess!" she squeals, showing you a crayon picture of what it would look like.
You wince, and decide to take a sip of your Pitt Cola to avoid answering.
"Or, you know, something else?" Dipper suggests.
"How about something from real life."
"Right!" Mabel exclaims, grabbing her pencil and scribbling speedily on the paper. "Like a waffle! With big arms!" she holds up a new drawing of a cartoon waffle.
"Why don't you try something simpler, like someone in your family." you say.
Just then Grunkle Stan walks in, with a suit and tie...but no pants.
"Kids, have you seen my pants?" he asks, putting one foot up on a box that just happens to be there. He puts one hand up to his forehead as if shielding his eyes from the sun, even though you're inside. You and Dipper give him a weird look but Mabel stares at him with big eyes.
She then turns around and looks up. "Oh muse, you work in mysterious ways." she whispers, just loud enough that you can hear.
Stan turns to Dipper. "Why is your sister talking to the ceiling?"