When You're a Mystery Kid

Gravity Falls Grand Prix

Disclaimer: I only own the story and my OCs

"Do you really have to tinker with your bike every day?" the blue-haired girl asked, sitting on Wybie's workbench.

"Jonesy, that's like asking if a fish needs water." Wybie replied from underneath his bike, still busy tinkering with it. "Besides, today's a special day."

"You going racing with the boys again?" she asked.

"Yep. And I'm going to win this time." the boy replied.

"Really? After what happened last time?" Coraline asked with a teasing smile. She moved towards Wybie and knelt beside him, "You ate Raz's dust, literally."

"Last time didn't count." Wybie replied grouchily. He slid out from under the bike and moved to his workbench, starting to tinker with something on it.

"You're just being a sore loser, why-were-you-born." she teased, rising back to her feet.

"Hey, when someone brought psychic powers to a race, it's not considered a race anymore." Wybie said, still busy tinkering.

"Oh, stop whining, you baby. Raz didn't mess you up that bad." Coraline rolled her eyes.

Wordlessly, Wybie put his skull mask in Coraline's view. Her eyes widened at the state of the mask; badly burnt on one side. "Okay, I guess he did go a little overboard with the fireballs."

"A little?" Wybie casted a quick, annoyed glance.

"At least you came out fine, right?" Coraline said.

"Well, if that kid tries anything funny again, at least now I have a little something up my sleeve." Wybie spoke with a mischievous grin, piquing Coraline's interest.

"A little something up your sleeve?"

The boy moved away from his worktable, giving Coraline a clear view of the object he was tinkering with. Although taken aback for a few moments, a grin similar to Wybie's quickly worked its way to the girl's features.

"That is a big something up your sleeve."

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"Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to the most hair-raising, adrenaline-pumping, jaw-dropping race competition this dimension has and ever will witness; the Gravity Falls Grand Prix!" Mabel announced at the top her lungs, complete with over-the-top gestures, to the hilariously small crowd of Neil, Aggie, and Lili. Even then, Neil is the only one showing the same level of excitement as Mabel.

"Wooo!!" Neil shouted, clapping elatedly. Aggie has a cheerful smile on her face, while Lili looks bored out of her mind.

"Today, four fearless speed-freaks are going to give their all in a grueling, high-velocity contest for a chance to win the ultimate prize: the Mystery Trophy!" Mabel shouted, gesturing to a crudely-made trophy made out of cardboard.

"Check your math, scream queen." Lili spoke, annoyance written across her features. "Make that three freaks."

Mabel took a peek at the contestants lined up at the starting line and found that one of them is indeed missing. "Where's Wybie?" she asked.

"I haven't seen him since breakfast." Norman said, sitting on his bike-motorcycle hybrid.

"I think he's cooping himself up in the garage." Dipper added, sitting on driver's seat of the Mystery Cart.

"That little baby probably doesn't want to go up against me anymore." Raz stated with a smug smile, drawing annoyed groans from Norman and Dipper.