Gravity Falls S3 (Continued)

Season 3 Episode 13: Dimension Dementia

The sun shone bright through the windows of the shack, bringing sunlight into every single room. Mabel and Dipper were lucky enough to sleep in today, though, Mabel didn't sleep in too much, since she was naturally an early-bird...unlike her brother who took full advantage of this privilege and slept in a couple more hours; it was now 10am.

The boy rubbed his eyes, which still had bags under them, per usual, and headed down the steps of the stairs; still in his pajamas. While he was heading towards the kitchen, he passed the gift shop, and as if on cue, Ford stepped out from the vending machine and luckily nobody was in there except Wendy who again, had her nose stuck in a magazine.

"Dipper, my boy!" Stanford called out just as he passed by, but backed up into the doorway of the gift shop again after hearing his uncle.

"Oh! Morning, Great Uncle Ford." Dipper gave a half-awake smile as he rubbed his eyes once more which was followed by a yawn. "How're you doing?"

"I'm doing just fine." He smiled back, holding his hands behind him as if he was hiding something. "How would you like to go on an adventure today?"

Dipper looked suddenly 10 times more awake than he did just moments ago as he got a huge grin on his face. "Would I?!" He exclaimed, getting a look from Wendy as she seemed to be eavesdropping, since the two were talking in plain sight. "Just you and me?"

"Well, now that you mention it..." He tapped his chin thoughtfully for a couple seconds. "I think it'd be educational for everyone to come." 

The teen looked slightly disappointed but nonetheless, was still excited. "What's behind your back?"

The man revealed a gun with an aqua colored clear glass top containing an electronic chip to the end and a concentration of lighting in the rest. The barrel stuck out from the front, attached to black tubes that ran down the sides, and on the top was an antenna to get some sort of signal, maybe to connect to the mind of person holding the gun to get them to their destination.

"Ta-da!! It's my teleportation gun. When I got stuck in the Portal, I obviously got stranded, but I had to have some way to get to other dimensions. The refugees I found whom had also given me a dimensional translator, spared one of these for my sake." He smiled and nudged the machine, getting a little dim spark from the lightning. "I'd completely forgot about it until now and figured it could use a "test run"."

Dipper's jaw was dropped as he stared at the machine in amazement. "This is so...so...amazing! The technology is so advanced, it's like this thing wouldn't be able to exist for a couple more decades, at least!"

"I know, isn't it fascinating?" Ford grinned.

Stanley yawned and scratched himself as he was heading to the kitchen to get his daily cup of coffee and newspaper, and as he was going to pass by the gift shop, he stood in the doorway to watch the nerds talk, hoping someone would see him, but nobody did so he just spoke without turn, interrupting the two.

"Woah, woah, Ford, what is that thing?" His nose scrunched up as he glanced at the machine his brother held in his hands.

"Well, it's a transportal machine-"

"English, poindexter."

"Right." He pushed up his glasses. "It's a portal gun that could take you to any of the dimensions, to be blunt."

"Portal gun?" He raised an eyebrow. "Sixer, it wasn't too long ago you...ya know, were trapped in a portal. And now you're tryin' to tell me you're going back in one?" The man folded his arms and then glanced down to see his nephew. "...Please tell me you're not tryin' to bring the kids along with you."