Stanford Pines was beginning to regret his decision to separate from his brother. Looking back, perhaps it wasn't his wisest decision for Stanley and himself to enter the Bermuda Triangle, dock at the nearest island to repair the Stan o' War, and then leave his twin to do all the repairs as he explored the mysterious island that didn't appear on any map known to him.
Well, no bad decision I can make here can possibly be worse than when I stupidly trusted a certain three sided menace all those years ago, so there is that small comfort. Ford thought as one six fingered hand rubbed at the stubble on his jaw.
With a sigh, the researcher stepped over the recently deceased arachnid that had dropped from the cave ceiling and had nearly knocked him over with its unnatural size. The creature's appearance was almost exactly the same as a spelungula cavernicola, other than the fact that it was about the same size as a fully grown St. Bernard of course. Its chelicera still dripped venom and its web was as thick as rope, perhaps collecting some of the webbing would be beneficial in case he needed to climb anywhere in this cave or even to assist in the repair the ship.
Stanford headed in the direction of the intricate web along one side the cave, using the light shining through holes in the cave wall to watch his step and surrounding, machete at the ready in case another beast attempted to make a meal of him. When close enough, the twin scanned the area for any possible threats before raising his weapon and hacking through the thick threads of webbing, when it was loose enough, Ford grabbed the end of the web with a gloved hand and began unraveling it before coiling it in his other hand.
After a few minutes of collecting the web, the researcher caught sight of strange symbols on the previously hidden wall. Stanford quickly unraveled more of the web to uncover this discovery and soon realized that the symbols surrounded and covered what appeared to be a door. The man dropped the makeshift rope and stepped closer to inspect the glyphs, he didn't recognize them and couldn't even begin to translate them at this moment, so he pulled a camera out of an inner pocket of his coat and began taking pictures of the unknown language, thankful that the device still worked inside the Bermuda Triangle. He started when he looked above the door and was able to recognize the picture there, it was a painting of the Ursa Major, the same constellation that lay upon his great nephew's brow.
Once he took a picture of every glyph on the door, Stanford then wedged his twelve fingers into the seam of the door and began to pry it open. To his surprise, the wooden door popped open and fell to the ground far sooner than he anticipated. Dust and dirt puffed into the air, causing the aged man to cough as he accidentally inhaled it. As soon as the dust cleared, Ford noticed that though no small rays of sunlight shone passed the doorway, he could still see that it was a cavernous room because it was covered in a bioluminescent algae. The floor glowed in patches of neon green and there were spots of glowing blue along the cave ceiling,making it resemble the night sky, more glyphs marked along the cave was in an illuminating purple, and in the center of the room stood a stone pedestal which held a glowing cerulean tablet. The researcher was quick to take pictures of the symbols along the walls before approaching the stone tablet.
The tablet wasn't attached to the pedestal and Ford could see no visible sign of any traps around it. Still, Stanford knew that it would be safer to simply take a picture of the tablet than taking it would be, but with the image of the Ursa Major on it, it would make a perfect souvenir for his great nephew. Not only would Dipper feel a connection with this mystery because of they're shared constellation, it would also be a perfect bonding experience for him to translate it together with the boy. The researcher sheathed his blade and licked his chapped lips, dry from the saltwater that has almost constantly been splashing onto his face for the last several years, and steeled himself for any possible consequences of taking the tomb. Ford grabbed the edges of the tablet, took a deep breath, and lifted it off the pedestal before darting to the cave entrance.
The twin rushed out of the cave and started running through the jungle back to his brother. He didn't stay long enough to notice that as soon as the tomb was removed, the pedestal had sunk into the ground and the glyphs on the walls had began to shine blindingly brighter
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Somewhere deep in the Mindscape
Bill Cipher's laughter was interrupted when the Mindscape began to shake around him. The constant flow of thoughts, dreams, and other forms of information halted, causing the dream demon to look away from the image of a young brunet tumbling down a hill towards the glowing prophecy that was projecting into the entire dimension and to anything in it.
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The Mindscape grew quiet once again as the prophecy ended, until the silence was broken by the demon's hands clapping together.
"Well well well, it been a long time since something this interesting has happened! How exciting!"
The triangular entity turned back to the image of the boy, who was now laying in the foliage, sporting some delightful scrapes and bruises and loudly cursing his luck and hidden patches of mud.
"And YOU! You've been holding out on me all along, huh kid? And here I thought you were just an amusing meatsack, but now you have a destiny outside of my zodiac? Hilarious! If I wasn't sure about keeping you before, I've definitely made up my mind now!"
The demon stared intently at the boy as a dozen plans formed in his mind, shifting through different scenarios in search of one with the most desirable results. His top hat lit up like a light bulb as the lunatic got the most delicious idea. The corners of his eye lifted in semblance to a wide grin. One thin black hand reached out to the image of the brunet, the touch almost tender.
"See you real soon Pine Tree."
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Dipper Pine's Prophecy
FanfictionDipper Pines didn't think that this summer would be any different than every other summer since he was twelve. He would return to Gravity Falls, spend quality time with friends and his Grunkles, Mabel would obsess over her ideal of summer romances...
