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--PIE perspective--

"Johnny how much longer? I'm so bored!" Johnny Ghost moaned from the back seat of the totally legit white van. His dark brown hair was covered by his grey hoodie, and his amber eyes seemed a bit restless, "I wanna do SOMETHING. Are you trying to torture me?"

"Sir, I'm trying not to run over anymore wildlife, you know about my lack of a driver's license." Ghost's partner-in-crime, Johnny Toast replied, instantly hitting a raccoon. Toast continued to concentrate on the road, while Ghost fumbled with the GPS.

"Man, we are WAY out of Littlebutts... I don't even think we're in North Carolina anymore." he handed Toast the device, "Where does this say we are?"

"Sir, you need to learn to read..."

"My arrogance is none of your beeswax, Johnny." Jumping a bit as the van hit a pot hole (or another small animal), "So what does it say?"

Toast waved his hand over an all- red area,"We're in Oregon, sir, and that is the largest amount of ghosts in one area I have ever seen." Toast replied, looking back to the road, just in time to swerve away from a porcupine, "I think half the animals here have a death wish."

"Maybe you could slow down a couple hundred miles?"

Toast rolled his eyes, "Ha, ha. VERY funny sir. I'll have you know I'm going the speed limit."

"Yeah, right." Ghost looked out a nearby window to the passing trees. He was quiet for a few minutes before Toast began to slow down the car. "What is it Johnny?"

"Theres a sign here for a place called 'Gravity Falls' under the title it says 'nothing to see here, folks.'" Ghost just kind of stared at him for a bit

"Are you messing with me again? If you are, its not funny." Quick look from Toast, "Well, either way, people usually only say that there's nothing to see when there's something going on. Do you think the Acachalla's live here?"

"I think their kid's are coming for summer camp. And, yes even Spencer." Toast continued driving and a few animals actually managed to be spared from the car's roadkill rage, but in the process they crashed into a nearby tree and the totally-legit-white-van's hood was completely smashed in. "Crap. You okay back there?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. But why does this keep happening? This is the twentieth car this  we've gone through this year!" Ghost checked out the GPS to see if there was a mechanic close by, and instead saw higher ghost ratings than the black cat stuffed animal one of their unpaid interns carried around. "Johnny, check this out."

"Wow. There much be a really powerful demon nearby for that much of a reading. I say we investigate that."

"Way ahead of you! Leave the machine gun, pistols are more for scouting missions." Ghost said, getting a multitude of supplies, including two different guns, a med kit, and a few tools for specific banishing. "How about no bombs as well." he suggested, watching Johnny pile up on grenades and molotov cocktails.

In less then five minutes, they were stocked up and ready to investigate.

--Mystery Twins perspective--

"Ah! Finally back!" Mabel flopped backwards onto her bed, laughing as her pet pig, Waddles, climbed up after her and began licking her face, "oh I missed this place so much!" She patted the bed and smiled. Her already long brown hair had grown with her over the year, but apart from that she didn't look much different. She didn't act much different either.

"Mabel, we need to unpack before we an do anything," Her twin brother Dipper Pines called from the other side of the room, putting mystery books on a nearby shelf. Dipper also looked a lot alike, his only difference being he got a slight haircut and he was taller than he was before. Mabel was still taller though.

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