Wendy was slopping her legs on the counter's desk, Stan and Soos were downstairs on the shack's museum.
Melody was sweeping some litters of the wooden planks around the area, Dipper made his way to the museum, Ford was in the attic tinkering with his GPS.
Yesterday, Mabel and Dipper borrowed the GPS while they were off on a mystery hunt. But things didn't go so well, Mabel and Dipper seperated and got lost, afterwards they'd meet up with the GPS broken because of Mabel rampaging it.
Today, something big's happening.
Stan was in the living room, watching two mans fight while chanting. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" He then switched the channel, claiming two deers wrestling their antlers to one another as the old man, chanted once more. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" He switched the channel with a remote once again, this time appeared two mindless babies. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" On the television's screen, appearing a stick on the corner, poking one of the babies' cheek and cause that baby to slap the other one beside it, and so they both began fighting, Stan chuckled.
"TV. It knows what i want,"
Dipper, in the living room, seeing his great-uncle acting like this. He paused then said, "Grunkle Stan, uhh.. remind me why you're watching this?"
The old man turned to look over to see Dipper, behind the couch and also behind him. "Television has everything inspired by the mind, of course. I wanna spent my life with technology,"
"No, what i mean is. Why are you watching this channel?"
The old man shrugged, "hey kid. Wanna hear a joke?"
Dipper's eyes wided, knowing that his uncle's terrible at jokes. "I think I should be going--"
"My ex-wife still misses me,"
Dipper folded his arms, "oh great. Here we go again," he rolled his eyes staidly.
"BUT HER AIM'S GETTING BETTER! HER AIM'S GETTING BETTER!"
Wendy appeared aside Dipper, "i still don't get that joke. More often fine with songs that are made by Mabel." Wendy turned to Dipper, with a jubilant look, "hey dude. You ready for it?"
Dipper bobbed his head up and down, "yeah. Yeah."
The two both stimultaneously counted down, "three. Two. One."
"I've been doing what i'm told, Stanley's getting insanely old!" The two both sang and laughed on the top of their lungs.
Stan folded his arms as he rolled his eyes, "haha. Very funny, laugh all ya want. Cause someday, i'll be paying back. Although, watch out for now."
Dipper and Wendy exchanged confused glances. "Watch out?"
"For what?"
Stanley farted as the room became smelly, Dipper and Wendy started coughing and knelted on fours. They both clambered to the gift shop then clinged to Melody's feet, "whoa. What on earth happened to you two?"
Wendy stood up, gripping on the teen's shoulders. "Never go in there! Never go in there!"
Dipper slammed his forehead on the floor multiple times, saying. "I was in there! I was in there!"
"I still have no idea what's going on."
Mabel, who was in the giftshop, adjacent to the area where Dipper, Wendy and Melody was, she was servicing Wendy's father, who's originally named Manly Dan Lumberjack Corduroy.
Mabel had two shirts on her hands, "so Puma shirt or Panther shirt?"
"I want your blood!!" Manly Dan indignantly retorted.
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Gravity Falls Season 3: Continuation Of Gravity Falls
FanfictionThis summer, Gravity Falls is back! With new Mysteries! This is just a continuation of where Gravity Falls left off, next summer. Dipper and Mabel takes a trip back to the town of mystery called GRAVITY FALLS the Mystery Twins are back in action, jo...