*Fords Point of View
I always tried to believe in science. In what was right in front of me. Sure the mystical too. But I had proof of that. I've never believed in what I had no proof of. I never made a wish on a shooting star. Never ate a 4 leafed clover for good luck. I never saw the point of any of it. Why throw a penny in a well when you could save it and buy a penny candy?
But I'm running out of options. Even Bill can't break my spirit, but its hard. I haven't seen Dipper since Bill brought us back. But I can hear his cries for help. His screams. Who even knows what Mabel is going through right now? And Stanley is gone....
Everything is crumbling and its all my fault. Bill might have tricked Mabel into giving him the rift. Dipper might have made her run away with it. But I broke them apart. I gave a 12 year old an Interdimensional rift through time and space. Stan might have ripped the fabrics of time a space but I did it first, and he was trying to save me. I made the portal. I wrote the journals. I pushed everyone away. Its all my fault.
No. No, its not. Its Bills. He tricked me. Manipulated everyone. Played a game with us as his pawns. He lied, and tricked, stole and cheated. I need to stop him.
I pull against the blue chains to no avail. How do I get out of here? Through a hole in a ceiling, I can see the night sky and the moon. When did it even get dark?
Naturally, one of my 12 PhDs is in Astronomy. I easy am able to use the moon to tell the time. 11:10. I remember when Mabel once told me that a wish from the bottom of your heart made at 11:11 will come true. I figured it must be 11:11 now.
I close my eyes and make a wish.
Please. I just want to fix this.
I open my eyes to the starry night sky, blinking back tears. In the distance, I can hear Bills Henchmaniacs hooting and hollering. Then a huge crash followed by an explosion. Bills out with them. I can hear is cybernetic sounding laughter from here.
Then a faint click. I try to turn towards it but I can't. I see a... Grappling hook? Mabel?
I am silent as I watch. Bill can't know about this and although I doubt he can hear me, I must be cautious just in case.
A pale little hand pops up over the edge of the giant door way. A pastel sleeve is attached. It's my grand niece! She escaped!!!
Then the rest of the body swung itself over. I'm not sure if it was a boy of a girl, but that is NOT Mabel.
It has a pale face, a chubby, round, short body, and white hair as tall as the rest of its body.
"Stanford?" It asks me. I think its a boy...?
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" I ask him. I think its a him and I'm going with him.
"Its me! Gideon!" He whispers in the loudest whisper voice on the face of the earth.
I think back to Mabel's scrap books she forced me to read. Plus Dippers additions to the 3rd journal. Gideon. Little creep. Obsessed with Mabel. 10 years old. Found journal 2. Summoned Bill. Kidnapped the kids. Tried to kill Dipper and Stanley on separate occasions, is definitely not mentally stable.
Also, he has no idea who I am. But probably thinks I'm my brother.
"Gideon! What are you doing here?" I say in my roughest, gruff Stanley voice.
"I screwed up and we're all in a deep fried bucket of chicken now!" He says with a slight panic.
"I came ta rescue y'all!" He exclaimed.
"Listen. You can't save me unless you have dimensional scissors from Mewni! Save Dipper and Mabel! Hes downstairs, I don't know what Bills done to him so be careful. Mabel is out in the bubble. You need a rope to pull you back out before going in. Take them to the labro- I mean Mystery Shack. " I tell him. He starts running/waddling to find Dipper.
"I get the twins, but what does 'e want with you?" He hesitated. I figure the best way to deal with this is to tell him.
"Because I'm the Author of the Journals." I say solemnly. He stares at me for a good 15 seconds and started squealing like a pig.
"You?? B-but- how? I can't- b-but-" He starts stuttering.
"Go!" I yell. He jumps and runs away with a snort. Self note; he may be Waddles' twin.
A few minutes later he struggling to cary an unconscious Dipper to the exit. Soon they're gone.
Maybe wishes do come true after all.
*Mabels Point of View
Even fake Dipper and Ford are so smart the help me out. They create a machine that can find the spots you can go through to the dark spot.
I use it and follow it through to darkness. Then I come out in a familiar place. Im back in Gravity Falls. Not the real one. I see Wendy walking past greasy diner. Shes with an.. Older Wendy? Her mom...
I run and give her a huge hug, tears streaming down my face.
"Wha- Mabel? What are you doing here?" She exclaimed, surprised to see me.
"Wendy! We're in the bubble! Thus isn't real! We never left, and I can't find Dipper!" I cry, getting snot ALL over her shirt.
"Huh. That actually makes sense." she says softly. That was easy. Wait- this isn't Wendy, is it?
Then Wendy punched her mom in the face!
"You're gone!! AND YOU'RE NEVER COMING BACK!" She screams at her, I think I see a tear before she wipes her face with her sleeve. That's Wendy.
"Come on! We need to find Dipper and Soos!" I exclaim and grab her hand. Everything warps around us as I run, looking at the device from fake-Grunkle Ford and Fake-Dipper.
Everything is dark until its not again. This time we're back in Soos' bubble. New Orleans.
It takes a while to find him but eventually we find fake Melody. She gladly tells us Soos and the "Dandy Amazing Dude" aka D.A.D. lived up in the penthouse of the tallest skyscraper.
I was able to get there pretty quickly. Then we waited in the elevator as it slowly rose. It took FOREVER! Plus, Straight Blanchin was playing on loop and Im pretty Sure Wendy was ready to break something.
The elevator opened and you will NEVER believe what we saw.
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We Never Left
FanfictionMabels Bubble. It gives you what you want, before you even necessarily know what you want. Bill says you can't escape. Dipper and Mabel did though. Or did they? I don't own gravity falls. But I do own the plot.