Gravity Falls is the best show ever. I will be writing a chapter for almost every episode in the series. This is the first fanfiction I have written and I plan to write many more. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Everything Gravity Falls belongs to Alex Hirsch, except for my OC Willow. This concept belongs to Kihonne.

Dipper's POV (June 15th)

Ah, summer break. A time for leisure, recreation, and taking 'er easy. Unless your me.

We're in a golf cart being chased by a bunch of gnomes that had piled together to make one giant, evil gnome creature. "It's getting closer!" My sister yelled at me, about to puke. "Drive faster, I'm running out of bolts!" My other sister yelled, shooting bolts at the gnomes, trying to kill them.

My name is Dipper, the girl about to puke is my sister Mabel, and the girl with the crossbow is my sister Willow. We're triplets. Mabel is older than me by 5 minutes, and Willow is younger than me by 5. You may be wondering what we're doing in a golf cart fleeing from a creature of unimaginable horror.

I looked back and saw the gnomes throwing a tree in our path. "Look out!" Willow yelled, shooting her last bolt at the creature as Mabel tried to grab the wheel.

Rest assured there's a perfectly logical explanation. Let's rewind. It all began when our parents decided we needed some fresh air. They shipped us up north to a town called Gravity Falls in Oregon, to stay at our great-uncle's place in the woods.

"This attic is amazing. Check out all my splinters!" Mabel screeched, turning around from hanging a poster on the wall.

"This attic is not amazing, this place is not amazing and I just want to go home. Why did our parents have to send up here in the first place?" Willow yelled back, pushing Mabel's hands away from her face.

"Your just upset because you won't get to see your boyfriend all summer," Mabel teased.

"And there's a goat on my bed." I said, staring at a beige goat with half of one of his horns gone and really creepy yellow eyes. Mabel held out her hand and the goat started chewing on her sleeve. "Hi, friend. You can keep chewing on my sweater. I'm going to call you Gompers."

"Maybe I can do experiments on the goat and turn everyone on earth half goat to make the human race more intelligent." Willow said, eyeing the goat to decide if it would actually work.

"There's no way you are going to do that." Mabel yells at her.

"Whatever."

Mabel tends to look on the bright side of things. Whereas Willow tends to look at the creepy side of things, and turns every moment she can into a creepy one. I was having a hard time getting used to our new surroundings.

I was leaning against a tree stump with a woodpecker on my head watching Mabel rolling down a hill of grass when our great uncle Stan jumped out wearing a mask. I jumped and he started to laugh.

Our uncle had transformed his house into a tourist trap he called "The Mystery Shack." The real mystery was why anyone came. And guess who had to work there; me, Mabel and Willow.

"Time for work." Stan said as he turned around and started going down the stairs.

Mabel saw a large eyeball that was part of the junkie merchandise and tried to touch it. "No touching the merchandise." Stan said slapping Mabel's hand with his cane.

"Yeah don't touch that, because the eyeball used to belong to someone and the first person who touches it gets followed by the eyeball. It watches you for every second until you die. And it will cause your death. After it follows you for two years it will turn into a horrifying monster and will eat you alive and you will suffer a horrible, painful death." Said Willow creepily causing Mabel to scream and hide under the counter. I went to get her out and it was not easy. But I eventually I got her out.

It looked like it was gonna be the same, boring routine all summer. Until one fateful day…

Mabel had put a note in a boy's backpack. The guy started going through his backpack, then pulled out the note. "He's reading it. He's reading it." Mabel exclaimed, watching from behind a shelf of Stan bobbleheads.

"Do you like me? Yes? Definitely? Absolutely?" The boy said reading the note out loud.

"I rigged it." Mable said, giggling excitedly.

"Be careful Mabel, because one of the guys you meet will end up saying yes. Then he will turn out being some crazy Zombie, or Vampire, or a Werewolf." Willow warned Mabel.

"That could never happen." Argued Mabel.

"I agree with Willow. Mabel, I know you're going through your whole "Boy Crazy" phase, but I think your kind of overdoing it with the "crazy" part."

"What, come on Dipper! This is our first summer away from home! It's my big chance to have a summer romance." Mabel said then turned to look at the boy again.

"Yeah but do you really need to flirt with every single guy you meet?"

Willow started thinking about the times Mabel flirted with random guys and said, "Remember the time you saw that guy near the greeting card display and you said, 'My name is Mabel, but you can call me the girl of your dreams. I'm joking!' And then you started laughing and pushed him into the display."

I started thinking too and said, "Or the time you were at the bus stop and you saw that guy with the turtle and said, 'OMG, you like turtles? I like turtles too! What is happening here?'"

"Or the time you were in a mattress store and a guy that worked there said, 'Come one, Come all, to the Mattress Prince's kingdom of savings.' And then you jumped out and said, 'Take me with you.'" Willow continued.

"Mock me all you want but I have a good feeling about this summer. I wouldn't be surprised if the man of my dreams walked through that door right now." Mabel said, gesturing to the door to the main part of the house. Unfortunately, Stan walked through the door. "Aww! Why!" Mabel yelled.

"All right people. I need someone to go hammer up these signs in the spooky part of the forest."

Willow, Mabel, and I all quickly said "Not it."

One of the other workers at the Mystery shack, a twenty-year-old Hispanic guy named Soos, said, "Uh, also not it."

"Nobody asked you Soos" Stan said

"I know and I'm comfortable with that." Soos said, taking a bite out of a chocolate bar.

Stan turned to a 15-year-old red-head named Wendy and said "Wendy, I need you to put up this sign!"

Wendy, who had her feet on top of the counter, pretended to reach for the signs and said sarcastically, "I would but I, ugh, can't, ugh, reach it, ugh…" Then continued to read her magazine.

"I'd fire all of you if I could. Let's make it… eeeny, meeny, miney, you." And pointed at me.

"Aw, what? Grunkle Stan, whenever I'm in those woods, I feel like I'm being watched." I complained.

"This again." Stan said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm telling you something weird is going on in this town. Just today, my mosquito bites spelled out BEWARE."

"Maybe be the mosquito bites will give you a weird medicine that will turn you superhuman. But it only works for a little while. After two weeks your superpowers will fade away. Then a week later the venom will start to eat away at your brain," Willow said in her normal creepy way.

"That only works on Mabel," I said to Willow flatly.

"And that says BEWARB," Mable said, pointing at my arm. Realizing she was right, I hid my arm behind my back, blushing.

"Look kid. The whole monsters in the forest thing is just local legend, drummed up by guys like me to sell merch to guys like that," Stan said pointing to a tourist that started laughing as he looked at a Stan- bobblehead. "So quit being so paranoid! You go with him Willow." Stan said.

"No!" Willow complained.

"To bad you're doing it one way or another because I said so." Stan said, yelling at Willow.

"Fine." Willow said as she and I started going towards the door. We had put up a few signs each when I brought up the weird woods again.

"Nobody believes anything I say." I complained, getting another nail out of my pocket.

"Because nothing you ever say is true." Willow said as she put up a sign. I was going to say something like 'At least I don't give little kids nightmares' but when I started to hammer the nail to another tree there was a sound like metal.

"Willow, come check this out!" I yelled, putting down the signs and hammer. As I wiped away dust and I saw a metal door thing.

Willow came over and opened the tree door. There was a control panel behind it. She started pressing random buttons. I heard something that sounded like a squeaking door and turned around to see that a hole had opened up in the ground behind me. I got on my knees and looked inside to see a red book with a gold 6-fingered hand and a number 3 on it. "What the…" I said, taking it from the hole and looking at the pages.

"Maybe it's a book of supernatural creatures that have all their skills and weaknesses. It has all the creepy things that anyone could ever think of and can tell us everything about them. If that were true that would be the best book for me to read." Willow said walking over from the tree. As I flipped through the pages I realized something.

I turned to Willow and said, "Actually that's exactly what it is."

"Give me that." Willow said, bending down next to me and taking the book from my hands. She started to read from one of the pages. "'It's hard to believe it's been six years since I began studying the strange and wondrous secrets of Gravity Falls, Oregon.'" I stood up as she started flipping through the pages again with me looking over her shoulder. She stopped on a page that had TRUST NO ONE written in big letters. She started reading from that page. "'Unfortunately, my suspicions have been confirmed. I'm being watched. I must hide my Journal before he finds it. Remember: in Gravity Falls there is no one you can trust.'" She closed the journal and looked up at me, confusion evident in her face.

"What the hell is that thing? Who wrote it? Who is he?" I asked, taking the journal from her hands.

"I… don't… know…" Willow said very slowly, standing up. For once Willow was actually the one scared and not the one scaring other people. I started flipping through the pages, this time with Willow looking over my shoulder, but then…

"HALLO!" Mabel jumped out from behind a bush and Willow and I both jumped. I dropped the journal. Noticing it for the first time, Mabel pointed at it and asked, "What's that, some nerd thing?"

"It's nothing." Willow said picking up the journal and hiding it behind her back.

"Nothing. Right. Are you two actually gonna try to hide something from me?" Mabel complained.

"Let's go somewhere more private." I said, looking at Gompers as he walked by. Willow walked back to the tree and started pushing buttons until the hiding place in the ground closed again, then closed the door in the tree. We walked back to the shack and the three of us ran up to the attic. I sat on the floor in front of my bed, with Willow and Mabel sitting on it behind me. We started to look through the journal more closely and I realized Gravity Falls was weirder than I thought. The journal was full of every supernatural creature we had ever heard of, and some we hadn't. Everything from Zombies to Gnomes was in there, including something that looked like a blueprint.

"This is incredible, it has so much creepy stuff in it." Willow said excitedly.

"It's amazing! Grunkle Stan said I was being paranoid, but according to this, Gravity Falls has a dark side." I said almost as creepily as Willow was.

Willow reached down and took the journal from me then started flipping through the pages again. She stopped on one page, lifted one eyebrow and turned the journal around to show me. "This is weird. The writing just stops like whoever was writing it disappeared."

I took it from her to see for myself and realized she was right. I was about to say something but then the doorbell rang. "Who is that?" I asked.

"I forgot to tell you, I got a date." Mabel said then started giggling excitedly.

"So in the half hour that we were gone, you found a boyfriend?" Willow asked, looking at Mabel like she had lost her mind. "Are you sure it's a good idea to go out with a guy you literally just met?"

"I definitely think it's a good idea." Mabel answered, matter of factly. Then louder she yelled, "Coming," and ran down the stairs with Willow and I following her.

The two of us sat down on the couch and started looking through the journal again. Stan walked in and said, "What are you two reading there?" I hid the journal under a pillow that was on the couch, and then grabbed a magazine off the side table. Normally I wouldn't hide anything from anybody, but there was something about that journal that made me think that it should be a secret for as long as possible.

"I was just catching up on Gold Chains for Old Men Magazine?" I said as I looked at the title of the magazine.

"That's a good issue." Stan said.

"Great job genius." Willow whispered so Stan wouldn't hear.

Mabel walked in the room and said happily, "Say hello to my new boyfriend!" The guy was taller than her, really pale skin, and had on a jacket with the hood pulled up, putting half of his face in a shadow.

"Sup," he said, waving at us. Willow and I said hi at the same time. "How's it hanging?" Mabel's boyfriend asked.

"We met at the cemetery. He's really deep." Mabel said. She looked like she was about to explode because she was so happy.

"What's your name?" Willow asked Mabel's new boyfriend.

"Uh. Normal… MAN!" He said, kind of unsure about what the right answer was.

"He means, Norman." Mabel said for him. I could tell he was lying, and I was pretty sure that Willow could to.

I saw red marks on his face and asked "Are you bleeding Norman?"

"It's jam." He answered hesitantly.

"I love jam." Mabel said.

"So, you want to go hold hands?" Norman asked as he turned to Mabel.

"Yea, let's go."

There was something about Norman that wasn't right. I decided to look in the journal.

I caught Willow's eye, shifted mine to the pillow that was hiding the journal then up towards the attic. Realizing what I meant, Willow nodded slightly, then I said, "Willow and I need to go up to the attic." I reached under the pillow and hid the journal in my vest, then we ran up to the attic.

"Something's seriously off with Norman." I said, opening the door and walking into the room.

"No shit, Sherlock," Willow replied, following me in.

"We need to figure out what's up with him." I said, taking the journal from my vest. We sat in front of the window and started flipping through pages, looking at them for about half a second each. Then I saw something that caught my eye but Willow flipped too fast for me to get a good look at it.

"Wait go back." I said. She flipped back a page or two and I saw a picture that looked like Norman. I took the journal from her and started to read from the page aloud. "'Known for their pale skin and bad attitudes these creatures are often mistaken for… teenagers? Beware of Gravity Falls' nefarious ZOMBIES.'" I might have said zombies a little too loud but I didn't think anything of it.

We heard something like a grunting animal and looked out the window to see Mabel sitting on a picnic table with Norman standing up next to her. "I like you." Mabel said.

"NO." Willow said, putting her hands on the window. Just then Norman put his hands around Mabel's neck. We both gasped. Then he took his hands away and we saw the necklace that Norman gave to Mabel.

"Is Mabel really dating a Zombie, or are we just nuts?" I asked Willow, standing up, putting the journal on the seat next to her, and walking away from the window. Chewing on pens and pacing usually helped me think. In this case, I chose the latter.

"I'm nuts, your smart so she must actually be dating a Zombie." Willow replied, picking up the journal and looking at the page about the zombies again. Then Soos walked in.

"I couldn't help but overhear you think Mabel is actually dating a Zombie. I've seen some weird stuff in this town. Have you seen the Mailman; he has so much hair he has to be a werewolf! But then again what do I know. The only thing I know is that you got to have evidence or people will just think you're crazy."

"Your right Soos, we need evidence.". I said.

"But how are we going to get evidence without Mabel finding out that we are practically stalking her boyfriend?" Willow asked me.

"That's your own problem, dude."

"Soos! The portable toilets are clogged again!" Stan called from downstairs.

"See you dude." He said, leaving us to deal with our sister's zombie boyfriend.

Our sister was in trouble. It was time to get some evidence.

Willow and I followed Mabel and Norman to the park. We planned to record and take notes on everything they did. I had the camera and Willow was taking notes. Mabel threw a Frisbee at Norman. He didn't catch it and then he fell over. Me and Willow looked at each other, but neither of us said a word. They left and we followed them to a diner. Norman punched the window which broke then he reached through the broken window. He grabbed the door handle from the inside and let Mabel into the Diner. They ate and left the diner. Then we followed them to the graveyard. Norman fell into an open grave then he crawled out and started to scream, playfully. Norman and Mabel started laughing.

We'd seen enough.

We went up to the attic to wait for Mabel to get back. We had to wait for about an hour. We had watched the videos that I took 3 times each, and had reread Willow's notes too many times to count. I was lying on my bed, looking through the journal again, when Willow, who was pacing in front of the door, said, "Where the hell is she? She is taking forever to get back." Just as she was saying that Mabel walked through the door.

"We need to talk about Norman." I told Mabel, standing up with the journal in my hand.

"Isn't he the best? Look at the smooch mark that he gave me." Mabel said as she turned her face so that Willow and I could see her cheek. There was a big red spot on her cheek. Willow and I both jumped at the same time, me dropping the journal on the floor.

"You two are so gullible. It was just and accident I had with the leaf blower. I may or may not have put a picture of Norman on the tube of the leaf blower and then started pretending to kiss him. But then it sucked in the picture and I got caught in it." Mabel said in fun tone.

"We're trying to tell you that Norman is not what he seems. We were looking through the journal and we think he might be a supernatural being." Willow explained to Mabel.

"So your saying he might be a Vampire. If he were that would be so awesome." Mabel said excitedly.

"No." I said, picking up the journal and flipping through the pages until I found the one that I was looking for. "Norman is a Zombie." I held up the journal page so she could see it.

"That's a gnome." Mabel said confused.

"Sorry." I said as I looked through the journal again and found the right page, and held it up for her to see. "Here, look, Zombie."

"A Zombie, really. That's not funny." Mabel said, rolling her eyes.

"It's not a joke." Willow said, patience wearing thin. "Haven't you noticed the bleeding, the limp, and that he never blinks?"

"I've seen him blink before." Mabel said.

"Still, remember what the journal said about Gravity Falls? Trust no one." I explained to Mabel, trying to stay calm and keep my voice level.

"Oh so that means I can't trust you and I shouldn't be listening to either of you." Mabel said, getting a little pissed herself.

"Remember what I said earlier about one of the guys you asked out was gonna say yes. And then they will end up being some type of monster. Well Norman's the monster and he is going to eat your brain." Willow tried to tell Mabel.

"Oh I get it. Willow's just trying to creep me out and you're going along Dipper. Well Norman and I are going on a date at 5:00, and it's gonna be the best date ever. And I am not gonna let you two trying to creep me out ruin our date." Mabel yelled as she turned around and walked out the door, slamming it behind her.

"So, that went well," I said, grabbing the camera and plugging it into my laptop to add our videos to it.

"We tried to tell her. When Norman eats her brain, she can't say we didn't warn her." Willow replied, grabbing her notebook again.

"Maybe Mabel is right."

"What do you mean?" Willow asked, looking up from her notebook.

"I mean, with the new place and finding the journal and us being us, it IS possible that we're just being paranoid." I said, unplugging the camera.

"It is possible, but still. There is definitely something off with Norman."

"As much as I agree with you, I'm starting to think we are being paranoid." Just then, the doorbell rang. "It's five o'clock already?" I asked.

"Apparently." Willow said, leaving. I grabbed my laptop, then we both went downstairs. Mabel and Norman were already gone by the time we got down there. We sat on the couch and watched the videos again. We were about half way through when Willow stole the laptop from me, a look of shock on her face. She turned my laptop around so I could see the screen, said, "Still think we're being paranoid?" then pushed play.

The video was of Mabel and Norman looking at the mountains. Norman's arm was around Mabel when one of his hands fell off. He glanced around, picked it up and put it back where it was supposed to be, then put his arm around Mabel again. I looked up at Willow and asked, "What do we do?" then took my laptop back.

"Let's go tell Grunkle Stan." She said, standing up. I closed my laptop and we ran and outside. We saw Stan showing some tourists a rock that looked like a face. We started yelling his name, but he didn't respond, continuing with the tour. "Let's go ask if we can use that," Willow said, pointing to Wendy who had just come up with a golf cart.

We ran over to Wendy and I said, "Wendy! We need to borrow the golf cart to save Mabel from a zombie." Wendy shrugged and handed me the keys. As she walked away she said, "Try not to hit any pedestrians."

We got in, me driving and Willow in shotgun. I started to back up but Soos walked up beside me. "Dudes, it's me: Soos. These are for the zombies." He said as he handed us a shovel and a crossbow. I put the shovel on the floor and handed Willow the crossbow. "And this is in case you see a piñata," he added, handing me a bat.

"Thanks." I said and started driving again. Willow put the crossbow in the back because there wasn't enough room to fit it, much less use it. "Do we even know where they are? Did Mabel say where they were going?" I asked, because I honestly had no idea.

"No clue," Willow replied. "Hopefully we can find her before it's too late."

Mabel's POV

Norman and I were on our date in the woods. It was going really well, but then Norman started acting weird. I was going to ask what was wrong, but he started talking. "Uh, Mabel, now that we've gotten to know each other, there's, uh, there's something I should tell you." He was turned away from me and I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he had to get something off his chest.

"Don't worry Norman, you can tell me anything!" I said, but inside I was thinking Please be a vampire, please be a vampire!

"All right, just…just don't freak out, okay? Just keep an open mind!" He said, turning around. He unzipped his jacket and underneath was… five gnomes? Wow, not what I expected. I felt my jaw drop, but 'Norman' was talking again. "Is this weird? Is this too weird? Do you need to sit down?" I got enough sense to realize the top gnome was talking, but I still couldn't say anything. "Right, so I'll explain. First off, we're gnomes. Get that out of the way. I'm Jeff, and here we have Carson, Steve, Jason, and… and I'm sorry, I always forget your name." Jeff, the top gnome, stopped talking. The bottom gnome where Norman's left leg should have been responded.

"Shmebulock."

"Shembulock! Yes! Anyways, long story short, us gnomes have been looking for a new queen! So what do you say?" Jeff tapped one of the gnomes with his foot, and all of them kneeled like they were going to propose. Which they did. "Mabel Pines, will you join us in holy matrignomey? Matri…matri-mo-ny! Sorry, can't talk today!"

"Look guys, I'm sorry." I really was; they were really cool as Norman, but it was still really weird. "You are really sweet, really, but I'm a twelve-year-old girl, and you're a bunch of gnomes, and it's like 'what'? I'm really sorry, but yikes..." I trailed off, but I thought they got my point.

"We understand. We'll never forget you, Mabel." The gnomes looked really upset, but that was understandable. I smiled, relived they understood. But Jeff was still talking. "Because we're gonna kidnap you."

"Huh?" Jeff jumped at me, and everything went black.

Dipper's POV

We had been driving around for a few minutes when to my left I heard, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"That sounded like Mabel. Go faster!" Willow yelled as I turned to the left.

We drove through the woods and crashed through some bushes. Eventually I could see Mabel. "Don't worry Mabel, we'll save you from the zombie!" I yelled to her, slamming the brakes, sending the golf cart into a slight spin, stopping a few feet away from Mabel.

"Help." She called back to me.

We both climbed out and looked Mabel and her kidnappers. Instead of seeing Norman, there was a couple hundred gnomes standing around. "What the hell is going on?" Willow asked, looking as confused as I was.

"Norman turned out to be a bunch of gnomes. And they're total jerks." Mabel yelled.

"We were way off." Willow said as she took the journal from me and started to turn through the pages. She stopped and started reading. "'Gnomes: little men of the Gravity Falls Forest. Weakness: unknown.' Well that's helpful," she said. We looked up from the journal and saw that the gnomes managed to tie Mabel to the ground.

"Let go of our sister." I said.

"You know this is all really just a big misunderstanding. You see, your sister's not in danger. She's just marrying all one thousands of us and becoming our queen for all eternity. Isn't that right." One of the gnomes said as he turned to Mabel.

"You guys are jerks!" Mabel said as one of the gnomes covered her mouth. She started struggling.

I grabbed the shovel from the back and held it up. "Give her back or else." I said as Willow grabbed the crossbow.

"You think you can stop us? You don't know what were capable of. Gnomes are a powerful race." He said as Willow aimed a bolt at him. I threw the shovel then got in the golf cart and drove over to where Mabel was. Willow cut the rope with one of the bolts, then grabbed the shovel. Mabel got up and got in the shotgun seat as Willow climbed in the back to use the crossbow better. As soon as they were in, I started driving.

"They're getting away with our queen. You've messed with the wrong creatures. Gnomes of the forest assemble." The gnome who seemed to be the leader yelled.

"Hurry." Mabel yelled.

"Don't worry. See their little legs? Those suckers are tiny." I said.

"Uh, Dipper." Willow said, slightly panicked. I looked back and saw that the gnomes had assembled into one giant gnome. Willow started to shoot at them again.

"Come back with our queen." The leader said.

"It's getting closer." Mabel yelled.

"Hurry! I'm running out of bolts." Willow yelled, shooting another one.

In the mirror I saw a few gnomes jump at the cart. One missed and fell off the side. Another one landed on the roof then came down and started attacking me. Mabel punched it and it fell off. Willow said, "This is my last bolt," just as the shack came into view. Just then the gnomes ripped a tree out of the ground behind us and threw it in our path. "Look out!" Willow yelled, shooting her final bolt. I slammed the brakes as Mabel reached over and spun wheel. We all screamed as the cart flipped over and landed on its side.

"You two okay?" I asked as we crawled out. Then I noticed the gnomes again. "Stay back!" I yelled at it, throwing the shovel again. The giant punched it in midair.

"It's the end of the line kids. Mabel, marry us before we do something crazy," the leader said from the top of the giant.

"Fine Jeff, I'll marry you." Mabel said.

"What?" Willow said as we looked at Mabel like she was crazy.

"Just trust me." Mabel said as the leader, Jeff, started climbing down. When he got down he reached for Mabel's hand and put the ring on it.

"You may now kiss the bride." Mabel said. The leader leaned in to kiss her. Then Mabel pulled the leaf blower out from behind her, sucking him into it. "That's for lying to me." She said, then increased the sucking power. "That's for breaking my heart. And this is for messing with my brother and sister." She said as she aimed at the gnome monster and put it in blow. The gnome giant collapsed as she shot the leader out of the leaf-blower.

"Anyone else want some?" Mabel said as she started swinging the leaf-blower. The gnomes started to scatter back into the forest.

"Sorry I didn't believe you guys about Norman." Mabel said, putting the leaf blower down.

"I can kind of see why you didn't believe us." Willow said.

"And don't worry about it. You totally saved our butts back there," I added.

"I'm just upset my first boyfriend turned out to be a bunch of evil gnomes," Mabel said, a little depressed.

"If your next boyfriend is anything like this one, maybe he WILL be a vampire!" Willow said, both being creepy and trying to cheer Mabel up.

"Awkward sibling hug?" I said, holding my arms out.

Willow and Mabel looked at each other, nodded, and said, "Awkward sibling hug," at the same time. We hugged each other and patted each other on the back twice, saying, "Pat, pat," out loud.

Stan came outside and said, "Did you kids get hit by a bus or something?" We started to walk back inside. "Look kids. I over stocked some inventory, so each of you can pick out one thing from the gift shop."

I started to look at the hats, mostly because I lost mine in the golf cart chase. Willow looked at the jewelry and I didn't see where Mabel went. I saw a blue pine tree hat. I put it on and looked in the mirror. "That should do it." I said. I looked over at Willow, who was holding a silver oak leaf necklace. She put it on, looked in the mirror and smiled.

"And I will have a Grappling Hook," Mabel said from behind me.

"Wouldn't you rather have a doll or something?" Stan asked.

She shook her head and shot it up to the ceiling. A few hours later we were in the attic, about to go to sleep. I added the gnomes' weakness to the gnome page, then started to write on one of the blank pages. This journal told me there was no one in Gravity Falls I could trust. But when you battle a hundred gnomes side-by-side with two people, you realize that you can trust them no matter what.

"Can you get the light?" I asked and Willow reached for it.

"Wait." Mabel said as she grabbed her grappling hook and shot it at the lamp, which then shattered.

Our uncle told us there was nothing strange about this town. But who knows what other secrets are waiting to be unlocked.

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