Mystery Kids

Chapter One

I hope you enjoy my story! (Sorry if you don't enjoy my story)
Disclaimer: Please note, I do not own Gravity Falls, Coraline, Paranorman or Psychonauts or the characters in these stories. Please don't sue me.

The bus ride to Gravity Falls seemed way longer than when Mabel and Dipper Pines first rode the bus there. Mabel and Dipper had watched enough trees through the blurry windows to last them a lifetime. They had discovered all the different little objects and mementos under the grimy bus seats. Now, Mabel was sitting in the aisle seat with Waddles atop her lap and was knitting yet, another sweater for Waddles, her beloved, pet pig. The sweater in her knitting needles was red and had the words, "I'm Not Bacon!" over the face of a smiling pig. Waddles was sitting in her lap grunting in approval.

Dipper was leaning his head against a speckled window, sitting beside his ever happy, twin, Mabel. He was currently lost in one of his many, many paranormal books, this one book happened to be about the strange animals that supposedly roamed the earth. For example, the page he was on, showed the picture of a strange blue bird that happened to have two extra heads jutting out of the sides of its neck. Dipper sighed, bored beyond control, he decided to look up from his book and stare out the dirty window displaying seemingly never-ending trees. That's when he saw it, the welcoming sign on the side of the road that stated, "Welcome, to Gravity Falls", Dipper swiveled around and quickly whisper-shouted to Mabel,

"Look Mabel! We're at Gravity Falls!" Mabel gasped as she turned to the window and squealed in excitement with Waddles in her arms,

"We're here! We're here! Waddles, DipDop! We're here!" Mabel squealed. The bus driver groaned at the sounds of the two, thirteen-year-old twins high-pitched squealing and slammed his head repeatedly against the greasy steering wheel, hitting the horn several times in the act. Mabel and Dipper got the message quickly and quieted down to small excited giggles in their small huddle. After about ten minutes of the buses slow crawl, they finally arrived at the bus station, in the town of their beloved Gravity Falls. When the creaky, bus door opened the twins practically fell out of the bus, and into the arms of their two, ecstatic grunkles.

"Grunkle Stan! Grunkle Ford!" Mabel and Dipper screamed at the same time. "Kids!" Stan and Ford yelled as they hugged the kids. The bus driver sat in his greasy seat in the bus awkwardly, not wanting to break the sweet moment, but needed to get to the next stop. He settled with a nice polite cough which quickly brought the family back to the present. Ford and Stan slowly, pried the twins off themselves and grabbed the kids luggage from the bus. The family walked away from the bus stop, towards Stan ancient, red, car and they all lumbered in the car, as the bus drove away slowly.

"Ok," Ford said, from the front seat," Well I think it's time we start to tell our crazy, unexplainable stories of what happened since last summer." He smiled as Mabel as she squealed with excitement and started to go on and on about every little detail in Dipper and her school year that year. By the time Stan had managed to drive to the Mystery Shack and somehow get pulled over three times by Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Durland, Mabel was nearly done with one of her many, many stories,

"...And so, Veronica, she wasn't being all that nice to my friends and I, so I decided to challenge her to a dance off! You know what happened?"

"What happened?" Stan offered,

"I won! After the dance off though she kinda looked unhappy, so I tried to cheer her up, but it didn't work. I don't think she really likes me and my friends." Mabel stated unhappily.

"Mabel, sweetie, this Veronica character must be crazy or a real big poop because you are the best person ever," Stan murmured while looking at Mabel through the dashboard mirror.

"You know what, she is a poop!" Mabel exclaimed as she hugged the squirming Waddles closer to herself and the family laughed.

Stan drove into the parking lot of the Mystery Shack and with some crazy maneuvering and a huge, obvious dent in the front of an unsuspecting tourist's car, Stan managed to get the long, rusty car into a compact parking space. Barely. Satisfied with his work, Stan turned off the loud engine and rattled the keys until they promptly fell out of the ignition. Before Ford and Dipper and Mabel climbed out of the car, Stan quickly stopped them and said,

"Ford. Kids. I have something I need to tell you something you something really important, promise you won't get angry at me." Ford and the kids looked at him worriedly as he looked down at the grime covered, car floor. Before suddenly swinging up his head, with a salesman grin plastered over his cunning face, clutching a pamphlet in his right hand and exclaimed,

"I started a camp!" Ford, Dipper, and Mabel all groaned at the same time and the twins smacked into their palms and Ford repeatedly hit his head against the car headrest. Stan just seemed ecstatic and looked around the small car happily, with a wide grin all over his face,

"And it's all for profit!"

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"Coraline Jones! You are going to this camp whether you like it or not!" an extremely annoyed Mel Jones yelled from the bottom of the old, wooden stairs in her apartment. This was an especially bad day for Mel Jones, first, the everyday occurrence of the evil hoards of coach roaches had destroyed one of her special snow globes from her collection. Second, her, sometimes incompetent, husband, Charlie Jones, had forgotten to grab groceries and that had left pickles and a half - eaten, rotten banana for breakfast that morning. And third, her daughter, Coraline Jones was not cooperating in going to this outdoors camp in Oregon!

"Ugh! Mom leave me alone!" Shouted an equally annoyed, 13-year-old, Coraline Jones, from her small, shabby room, "You've been bugging me about this stupid camp for a whole, freaking month! Don't you get? I. Don't. Want. To. Go!" Coraline's mother let out a very exasperated breath, before climbing to the top of the rotting stairs and walking over to the door of Coraline's room. Mel leaned on the door as she spoke through the crack of it and the doorframe,

"Coraline, cmon. I already arranged it with your Aunt Sandra, remember? Do you really want your cousin Norman to go to the camp alone?" She strained her ears as she listened to the shuffles from inside, before stepping back as the door creakily opened to her, unhappy, blue-haired daughter.

"Fine," Coraline said, as she rolled her eyes disdainfully,"but if I have to go, can I punish Wybie unfairly and have him come with me to this awful camp?" Her mother glared at her and then rolled her eyes in resign.

"Fine. You can 'unfairly punish' Wybie and bring him along with you to this, so called 'awful camp'," Mel said with air quotes at the end. Coraline whooped in excitement and pumped her fists in the air, before hugging her mother quickly and escaping back to her room to tell Wybie about the camp. Mel sighed before walking back down the stairs to check on her husband, while he was working on another magazine. She could hear the loud, excited talking coming from Coraline upstairs on the phone with Wybie, as she sipped her lukewarm coffee and started again on writing yet another chapter for her new magazine.