Well this is a thing, I'm always reading these so why not try and write one, right? Well, like I always wondered what would happen if dipper came back 3-4 years later, so I'm going to do, if ya like it I might do more I just wanted to write something. If you would ignore the un-capitalized "i's that would be great. I am using word pad that does not have autocorrect or auto capitalization. Once again sorry.

So this is four years later, so like Dipper and Mabel are 16 and Wendy is 19 and other characters age with them. Wendip...I guess...yeah okay. I will switch out of point of view so tell me if I'm hard to stay with.

Chapter One: And the hero's rode home

He didn't know what to expect honestly. He had been gone three years, it doesn't seem like a long time, but he was constantly thinking about it. The big trees he could never quite see the top of or the run down stores that populated the street edges. Was it the less than intelligent people that sauntered down the street with no clear direction...no, it must be the unknown lurking at the corner of every tree, something really being in the dark, that's what has to fascinate him so much. But that's not it either; it couldn't possibly be the girl at the counter or the man with the question mark or even the man who adorned the Fez. And as much as he loved the broken old building with its boards rotting, wallpaper peeling, and Knick knacks dusty it wasn't the shack. What was it about this town that never ceased to claw at his mind?

His thoughts were focused back on the road as Mabel stirred in the passenger seat, not alarming him, but gently reminding him that she was his responsibility. He smirked at the sight of her curled up in a sweater, not as colorful and outgoing as her earlier ones, but still evoking of her personality. She had her braces off and was no longer "Boy Crazy", but she had yet to find a romance, even though he often teased her about it, he felt for his sister, he knows what is like to not catch the attention of a certain person.

Dipper looked at his own hands, which were not so baby soft anymore. Small amounts of hair grew between his knuckle and his first digit. His arm had dark hair, but not much of it, while his legs had even more hair. While so far puberty had been kind to him, giving slightly more muscle and a defined jaw line, he lacked certain elements of a "man". All in all he could not complain, he enjoyed his chin beard and his stubble along his jaw, but was saddened by his inability to grow long facial hair or any chest hair. He had been asked a few times by girls, but he didn't feel ready to date any of them or like he wanted so he stayed single as did Mabel, give or take one or two short term boyfriends. He ran his hand through his hair that was mostly the same and pushed up the sleeves of his red hoodie.

They passed a large sign that said "Welcome to Gravity Falls" and Dipper oddly felt at home, he really had missed this place. They decided to come up for the summer as an earlier sweet sixteen present, their parents were relatively okay with this so they packed their bags and began the drive up, telling only their uncle they were coming. They kept in contact with people like Wendy and Soos, but not constant contact. They really did miss this place, last summer they were busy and so were they the summer before that and the summer before that and so on and so forth. Dipper gazed ahead for a second to look for any cars and then whipped his head around quickly and grabbed a burlap sack from the back seat, placing it in his lap. He flipped open the top to see a glint of gold, to which he covered again and put in the back seat, for some reason the book is making him more uncomfortable than usual. Driving through the town he could have sworn he saw Robbie loitering in an alley way, but dismissed the thought. The night was chilly but the moon was out so everything looked nice and lit, which he enjoyed for some reason.

He stopped the car at a stop light even though no one was there and Mabel, feeling the stop of the car, sat up. She gazed around rubbing her eyes with her sweater lazily saying "Where are we bro bro..."

As I opened my mouth to speak she answered her own question "Were HOME!" she half yelled half whispered. It made me smile that she called gravity falls home, so it wasn't just me.

The short ride to the mystery shack was quiet, as per we had already existed all conversation on the long ride up here, but when we pulled up Mabel nearly toppled out of the car and ran to the shack. I jumped out to face the shack only to have my spine crawl; I whip around to see the black forest. I narrow my eyes as if to see something but the dark aura does not falter.

Mabel's yells behind me, "Come on Dipper, I want to knock together!"

"Coming, one sec..." I holler back half heartedly

I train my focus toward the shack and see a bike with a busted wheel out front, interesting, that could be Wendy's. But why would she be here at three in the morning. Pushing my thoughts aside I step up on the creaky old wooden steps and knock on the door to see Mabel bubbling in excitement... only to be answered by silence.

"He is probably asleep, he is pretty old" I assure her

"Yeah, I was just hoping he would stay awake for us" she states as she looks at the ground.

I fish out the old key under the freezer to the right and unlock the door and see the lights are still on.

"See, he left lights on for us Mabel." I say with the warmest smile I can muster

"Yeah, you're right, he isn't the mean." she says with a beaming smile that quickly fades to exhaustion. "Bro I'm going to go sleep okay bye..." She states slowing down with each one of her words.

Mabel drags herself upstairs and plops herself on the bed with a thump I can hear downstairs. I smirk and am about to follow suit when I remember the journal in the car. I stop and realize that I'm back in gravity falls; my guard has to always be up. I run out and grab the bag, explicitly ignoring the surrounding trees. I walk around the shack comparing my old hat to the newer ones and softly touching the cheap old toys and snow globes. I walk toward the living room not glancing at the floor when my foot barely grazes something. I whip to my right in panic almost tripping over myself. My face blushes oh so slightly when I see a mess of red hair lazily snoozing in the chair. I got over Wendy a while ago...right? She just looks cute all sleepy...yeah that's it. I go over to her and bring the blanket that was kicked to her feet up to her shoulders and brush a bit of her hair back. Smiling at my good work I turn to leave when I hear a soft groan. I see Wendy stirring softly to her eyes flutter to half open.

She mumbles were her voice cracking due lack of clearing her throat, "Dipper? Is that you?"

I move my mouth to speak, but she shrugs slightly and says "I must be dreaming" before she falls back asleep calmly.

Before leaving the room, I whisper quietly, "Yeah, me too."

I walk upstairs slowly and place my burlap sack near my bed and place the journal in my hand. I walk over and give Mabel a kiss on the forehead before I climb into bed clutching the journal. For some reason this needs guarding tonight. Dipper falls asleep shortly after smiling oh as slightly as he does.

Over him hovers a triangle, not glowing anymore, but a dull yellow. He grabs both sides of his cane and simply states "Wise choice...Pine tree, but I'll be watching just like I always do..."

What do you guys think for a first chapter? Should I do more? Was the perspective changing too hard to follow? If I do more, how can I improve? Do you like it, is it too slow, need more description, anything please I welcome it!"