Your POV

We were all in the gift shop. Stan was reading the newspaper, Dipper had his nose in his journal, Mabel was laying on the ground full from eating some chips, and I was writing on my journal.

Mabel: I just ate a big of cheese boodles without using my hands!!! Lazy Tuesday, you are delivering in a big way!!!

Stan: Heh, yeah, it's nice to finally have a day where nothing where nothing interesting happens whatsoever-

Ford: *comes in with a octopus looking monster wrapped around his hand*

You, Dipper, and Mabel: AHHHH!!!!

Ford: Everyone, get down!!!! Don't let it taste human flesh!!!!!

Monster: *crawls quickly on the floor*

Dipper: WHAT IS IT?!?

You: GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!

Mabel: CAN WE KEEP IT?!?

Stan: *hits it with the newspaper* KILL IT!!! KILL IT!!!

Ford: *chases the monster to a corner* Patience... And....

Monster: *opens its mouth to attack*

Ford: Gotcha!!!!! *uses his tech gloves to burn it, then picks it up with a smile*

You: *as you clutch tightly at Dipper's arm* Is it dead?!?!? Please say it's dead!!!

Ford: It's not dead, I need it alive.

You: EEP!!! *clutch even tighter*

Dipper: My arm is though...

You: *let go* Sorry......!!!

Dipper: *rubs his arm*

Stan: Great, now get it out of here. Smell's like if death could barf.

Dipper: Great uncle Ford!!! You need any help with that?!?!? I've read all about these creatures in your journal and I think I know how to-!!!

Ford: No!!! I'm sorry, Dipper, on the dark weird road I travel I'm afraid you cannot follow. Plus I think you should patch up that arm, the girl's got strength.

You: *laugh awkwardly*

Ford: Well, call me for diner!!! *goes back to the basement*

Dipper: M-maybe next time then? Or not? Or never...?

Mabel: Aw, Dipper, don't take it so hard.

Stan: *hits Dipper with the newspaper* No, do take it hard! Take it hard and serious. My brother is a dangerous know-it-all and the stuff he's messing with is even worse! Do yourself a favor and stay away from him, you hear me?!?

Dipper: But Grunkle Stan, all summer long I've wanted to know who the author of the journal was! Now the guy lives in our basement and I can't even talk to him!!!

Stan: Don't worry about what's in the basement, you belong up here with me and the girls!!!

Mabel: Yeah!!! Besides, the season finale of Duck-tective is airing this Friday!!! That's all the mystery you need this week!!! C'mon, quack with us, Dipper!!!

Mabel and Stan: *start to quack*

You: *step to the side laughing, then look at Dipper who's looking at the vending machine*

Mabel: Quack quack quack!!!! Qua-!!! Why isn't he quacking?

I felt bad for Dipper. Meeting the author has been his biggest wish all summer, it must be really frustrating to know he lives with you and you can't talk to him. Anyways, I was watching tv while Mabel was writing a letter to her parents.

Mabel: "Dear Mom and Dad, we've been in Gravity Falls for a few months and so much has happened!!! Just yesterday gravity reversed itself almost destroying the universe and totally wrecking the whole town!!!

Lazy Susan: *tv* Well, they say it was an earthquake, but you know what I think?!? I think I'm gonna have to start serving pineapple right-side-up cake!!! *laughs* Am I right?!? ...am I right?

Tv: *static to a different shot*

Mayor: Let the rebuilding of the town begin!!! Wrecking ball, start wrecking things!!!! *laughs as a wrecking ball wrecks the signal tower at the tv station causing the tv screen to show static*

You: ...I guess there's no more tv.

Mabel: "But the coolest part of the summer was when Grunkle Stan's twin brother came put of this portal thingy! Now we have two grunkles for the price of one!!! And they are adorable together!!!" *bending the paper to make the Stan and Ford drawing close together* "We love each other so much!!! Mua mua mua!!!"

You: M, I don't think you should be telling your parents all of this...

Mabel: Why not?

You: Many many many many many reasons.

Dipper: *runs in holding a box* Girls, you'll never guess what I found at the store!!!

You: Dogs!!!

Mabel: Dogs with hats!!!

Dipper: No, *as he unwraps the box* its my favorite fantasy talking level counting statistics and graph paper involving game of all time!!! *picks up a board game* Dungeons, Dungeons, and more Dungeons!!! You guys wanna play with me?!?

Mabel: Well, I do like unicorns, and that hot elf looks promising.

You: Meh, he's passible. How do you play?

Dipper: The rules are simple! *puts down the twins, starts reading from the rule book* First you roll a 38 sided die to determine the level of each player's statistics analysis poweroid. These orbs relate directly to the amount of quadrants that you team has dominion over, which is inverse to the anti-quadrants in your quadrant satchel!

You: ...

Mabel: ...And then we ride unicorns?!?

Dipper: Yes!!!

Mabel: *gasps excitedly*

Dipper: And no.

Mabel: *glares at Dipper*

You: *step away from Mabel a bit scared*

Dipper: First we make a graph!

Mabel: Ugh, this is like Homework: The Game!

Dipper: C'mon, girls, I need at least two people to play!

Mabel: (y/n) can play with you! Byeee!!! *runs off*

You: Uh.........

Soos: *comes in*

You: Heh, I-I just remembered I have to clean the shelves, but hey, Soos is here now! So... yeah, bye! *leave*

I didn't want to leave Dipper like that, but being completely honest I didn't understand the rules of the game at all. I felt awful though, really awful... After a while, I went outside to see Dipper playing by himself, or with Gompers?

You: Hey, Dipper...

Dipper: Oh, hey.

You: Look, I'm sorry for earlier, but if you want we can play now. Even if I have absolutely no idea how to play.

Dipper: It's fine, I can't force you to play if you don't want to...

Gompers: *grabs the dice with his teeth*

Dipper: *tries to pull it away* Hey, give it back!!!

You: No, bad Gompers!!! Bad!!!

Gompers: *lets go of the dice as he stares at the ground ashamed*

Dipper: *lands on the ground dropping the dice under the shack* Aw man, my thirty-eight sided die!!!

You and Dipper: *crawl under the shack*

Dipper: *looking around* Where did it go?!?

You: *point at the die which is near a small hole* There!

I get close and reach out to grab it when the hole's surroundings broke causing it to grow and I ended up falling in. Dipper tried to help me but ended up falling as well.

When I landed, I tried getting up, but their was a large weight that kept me from it. I opened my eyes to see two chocolate brown once staring right back at me. Oh my gosh, Dipper was on top of me. AHHHH, DIPPER IS ON TOP OF ME!!OK, UH UH UH, I BETTER NOT BE NOSE BLEEDING!!! Dipper was beat red and I probably looked worse. He quickly got off of me apologizing before helping me up.

We looked around to see we were in a familiar place. The lab. Ford's lab. Dipper found the dice and went to pick it up. However...

Ford: Kids, stop!!!

Dipper: Great uncle Ford!!!

Ford: What did I say about coming down here? My work is far too dangerous for a single living soul to spend even one second in- Wait!!! Is that a thirty-eight sided die from Dungeons, Dungeons, and more Dungeons?!?

Dipper: Yeah!!! You- you know that game?!?

Ford: With pen and paper shield and sword-

Dipper and Ford: Our quest shall be our sweet reward!!! *laugh*

Ford: This is my favorite game in the whole multiverse!!! I can't believe they still make it!!!

Dipper: They do!!! And I've been looking all day for someone to play with me!!!

Ford: My boy, do you know what this means? We must stop everything I've been working on at once... and play!!!

Dipper: *smiles excitedly*

You: Ok, sorry to break this heartwarming moment, but can you please point me to the exit?

Ford: You don't wish to play?

You: That and I don't want to be near that thing anymore. *point at the monster from earlier* Not unless you want to end up like Dipper's arm.

And so I leave the basement. Thank god!!!! Hours passed, Dipper was still down in the basement. He came up when it was time for bed, and even then he still was planning for his next game with Ford.

Dipper: *murmuring to himself* Ohoho man, and then if I add a dragon here, and then a plus three fire move-

You: Dip, aren't you gonna go to sleep?!?

Mabel: Yeah, you've been saying dork words for hours!!!

Dipper: Sorry, girls, I've gotta finish this dungeon!!! It's gonna totally stomp great uncle Ford tomorrow! I can't wait to see the look on his face!!!

Mabel: You're uh... spending a lot of time with old Fordsy lately, huh?

Dipper: You have no idea! I knew the author must be cool but he's better than I imagined!!! And he doesn't make fun of me the way you and Grunkle Stan do.

Mabel: Give him time!!! *laughs* Heyo!!!!! *laughs, then frowns* Yeah, you got me. *turns around and goes to sleep* 

You: *look at Mabel sympathetically, then at Dipper* Hey, you're coming with us to see the season finale of Duck-tective tomorrow, right?

Dipper: Yeah yeah, sure. *continues to murmur to himself*

You: ... *go to sleep*

I knew Dipper was exciting to meet the author, but I was starting to get a little worried. The next day Mabel invited Grenda to see Duck-tective with us. They both had much Duck-tective merchandise, I just laughed at their commitment to the show. I can't judge, I've done the same before.

Mabel: Thanks for coming over to see tonight's Duck-tective finale, Grenda!!!

Grenda: Of course!!! I'm so invested in the lives of these characters!!!

Stan: *comes in fixing his bowtie*

You: Whoahoho, look at you! Someone's all dressed up!

Stan: It's a big night! *takes off his fez hat* I think we all remember where we were when we learned Duck-tective was shot.

You, Mabel, Stan, and Grenda: ...

Cuckoo Clock: *rings*

Mabel: *gasps* Viewing positions, everyone!!!

We go to the living room to see that it was covered in graph papers. In the middle of the room were Dipper and Ford playing their game.

Grenda: *stepping on some graphs* Ah, graph paper!!! Kill it!!! Kill it!!!

Mabel: Dipper, could you maybe move this to another room?!?

Ford: No dice! We ran out of room in the basement and we're going for a world record! Now dice!!! *throws the dice on the board which lands on 32* Thirty two, yes!!!

Dipper and Ford: *laugh*

Mabel, Grenda, and Stan: *groan*

Stan: Why, why with this? You want to break a record, Ford? You already got it for World's Nerdiest Old Man!

Ford: Hey, at least I'm not all keyed up to watch a kid's show!

Stan: All have you know that Duck-tective has a big mystery element, and a lot of humor that goes over kids' heads!!!

Grenda: I don't get a lot of it, but I like animals in human situations!

Mabel: Grunkle Stan, it starts in a few minutes!!!

Stan: *goes to move the graphs off the tv*

Ford: *grabs Stan's wrist stopping him* Move that and pay price.

Stan: *pulls his hand away* Oh what? Fifty magical dwarf dollars?

Ford: Don't mock our fantastical monetary system!!!

Stan: I'll mock all I want, it's my tv room!!!

Ford: It's my house, you-!!! *sigh* Listen, Stanley, did it ever occur to you that if you joined us you might actually have fun? *waves a small bag in front if his face*

Stan: What?!? Now you listen to me!!! *grabs the bag* As long as I live, I will never-!!!

Dipper: Grunkle Stan, wait-!!!

Stan: Ever-!!!

Ford: Stanley-!!!

Stan: Play your smartypants nerd game!!!!! *throws the bag causing many dice to roll out including one big and shiny one*

The dice stopped rolling, and lighting surrounded the board game's box. From it came strange yet familiar creatures.

???: Mortals of dimensions 46 '/, kneel before me and-... *rolls the game dice* snivel!!! I am Probabilitor, the greatest wizard in all of mathology!!! Give or take or take an error of 0.4!!!

Stan: Eh, is this normal?

You: Why can't we just have one calm day?!?!?

Dipper: Have you come to send us on the quest of a lifetime...?!? Because we're the smartest players we've ever met...?!?

Probabilitor: You are the smartest players I've ever met!!! That's why I'm going to eat your brains, to gain your intelligence. It's what I do.

Ogre: It's his thing.

Dipper: WHAT?!?

Probabilitor: Seize them!!!!!!!

Ford: *takes out a gun* Your math is no match for my gun, you idiot!!!

Probabilitor: Math ray!!!! *shoots lighting with numbers causing the wall to be completely destroyed* I'm not here to play games!!!

Ogre: *picks up Dipper and Ford and leaves the shack*

Probabilitor: Now, to the forest for the ultimate game!!! *flies away*

Giant Eagle: *grabs the ogre and starts to fly away*

Grenda: So, the room's free now, who wants to watch Duck-tective? *squeaks a duck plush* Nobody? More couch for Grenda!

You: What the-?!? Dipper and Ford were just taken by four mythological math creatures and are about to get their brains eaten!!!! We have to help them!!!

Stan: Eh, maybe let him get a couple of bites out of Ford's brain first, even things out smartness wise.

Mabel: Grunkle Stan!!!!!!

Stan: Alright alright, I guess if we had no other choice we'll go on a... *sigh* epic wizard quest...

You, Mabel, and Grenda: YAYYY!!!

Stan: Everyone grab a weapon!

Stan grabs a bat from the porch couch, Mabel grabs a rake, Grenda picks up a chair, and I grab my trusty shovel.

I was told to go before them to make sure Ford and Dipper hadn't been eaten yet. Mabel gave me her grappling hook and I jumped from tree to tree until I was able to find Dipper and Ford tide against a tree. Luckily no one had seen me yet. I had thought of going behind the tree and cutting the ropes with the shovel, but I knew I'd be spotted so I just stayed up in the tree listening.

Probabilitor: *laughs as he measures Ford's and Dipper's heads* With each brain I eat I shall increase my enchantelligence!!!

Ford: If my hands were free I'd break every part of your face!!!

Probabilitor: The time has come!!! Hot elf, ready the brain cooking pot!!!

(Omg I cant believe he's actually called Hot Elf XD!!!)

Hot Elf: *sigh* Yes, Probabilitor. *takes off his hood and sways his hair around before using his bow and arrow to shoot fire at the bot*

You: !!!

Dipper: What to we do?!? What do we do?!?

Ford: Stop thinking, Dipper!!! The more wrinkly your brain gets the more he'll want to eat it!!!

Probabilitor: And now, a little math problem: when I subtract your brain your brain from your skull, add salt, and divide your family, what's the remainder?

I couldn't wait anymore. I jump down and use the shovel to knock him off balance. I fought against all three of the present creatures, and somehow winning. That was until my shovel was zapped out my hands and I was knocked unto the ground harshly.

Dipper: (Y/N)!!!

You: *try to stand up but are too weak*

Probabilitor: You put up quite the fight, girl. You are very skillful. It would be really useful to acquire those skills myself. Hot elf, add another brain to the menu.

Dipper: NO!!!

You: !!! *notice Mabel, Grenda, and Stan a little far behind making you grow a smirk* Well if you like that, I have another trick up my sleeve.

Probabilitor: Another-?!?

Mabel: Leave them alone!!!!!

Probabilitor: Drat, how did you make it past my own guard?!?!? Very well, there's only one way your family can save you!!! *points his staff at Mabel, Grenda, and Stan* You must defeat me in Dungeons, Dungeons, and more Dungeons: Real Life Edition!!!

Probabilitor bangs his staff on the ground and everything around us turns purple, and eventually small, including me. Ford, Dipper, and I appeared in Probabilitor's hand in different outfits.

You: What the what?!? Why am I here?!?

Ford: Probabilitor was impressed with your fighting skills so he added you in the team!

You: I curse my skills!!!!!!!!!!

Ford: *touches his ears* Ah, my ears, they're so pointy!!!!!

Dipper: There better be something protected under this tunic! *turns around to check, then turns back our way* Oh no, there isn't!!!

Stan: Seriously? Can't we just like arm wrestle or something?

Probabilitor: C'mon, this game is a lot of fun!!! I had my mom pack me lunch! *takes a bag and searches through it* Ew, apple slices! I'll eat you last!

Stan: Just make with the rules, ugh.

Probabilitor: The game is a battle royale, we help our characters by casting spells determined by rolls of the dice! If you win, I go back to my home dimension! But if I win, I eat their brains!!!

Dipper: Hey, I'm not sure this is such a good-

Stan: DEAL!!!

You: *sigh* We're doomed.

Probabilitor: Let the game begin!!!!!! *rolls a thirteen* ATTACK!!!

The ogres start to chase us with weapons. As one of them goes after Dipper, I find a perfect chance to jump against the wall and kick the ogre's face. However, as I'm about to hit him, I'm stopped midair by an invisible force and fall to the ground.

You: What?!?

Ford: We're not aloud to attack unless it's our turn to play!!!

You: So what am I supposed to do, just run for my life?!?!?!? *avoid being crushed by an ogre and run* I HATE THIS GAME!!!

Stan: What do we do, what are our moves?!?

Dipper: There are no moves, you make them up!!!

Stan: What? Really?

Ford: Yes, we were trying to tell you!!! This game involves math, but also risk and imagination!!!

Stan: Risk?!?

Mabel: Imagination?!?!?!? Grunkle Stan, make something up!!!! It's just like lying!!!!!

Stan: I cast uh... shield of shielding!!! *throws the dice which lands on fourteen*

A shield appeared in front of us protecting us from the ogre's attacks. Then Probabilitor threw the days saying "Shield of Shielding Reversal Spell" and our shield melted away.

Mabel threw the dice and yell "I cast: Giggle Time Bouncy Boots!!!" and bouncing shoes appeared beneath us. As if things weren't weird enough. She then gave us Super Hot Flaming Swords. I was finally able to fight! We killed the two ogres, but Probabilitor rolled the dice and made an Ogre-nado which blew away our swords.

"I cast: Centaur-taur!!!!!" yelled Mabel as she threw the dice. From that came a horse body with another horse body for a head, surprisingly enough that's one of the least disturbing things I've ever seen. We were able to defeat the ogre-nado. Our celebration didn't last long for we were grabbed horrifying flying creature.

Probabilitor: Haha yeah, I was saving the worst for last!!!

Ford: The Impossibeast!!! I thought they banned this character!!!

Probabilitor: Think again, I'm playing the controversial 1991-1992 edition!!!

You, Dipper, and Ford: *are pinned to the wall by the monster's massive hand*

Mabel: *shaking the dice* I-I'll think of something!!!

Ford: You don't understand, this is the most powerful monster in the game!!! He can only be defeated by rolling a perfect thirty eight, but the odds of that is-!!!

You: That won't be a problem for the world's greatest gambler~!!!

Stan: *takes the dice* Alright, Stan, you can do this. Papa needs a new pair of... twins!!! *throws the dice which slowly lands on a thirty eight*

Probabilitor: NOOO!!!

Stan: Sorry, nerd wizard, all your smarts are no match for dumb luck!

Mabel: I cast: DEATH MUFFINS!!!

In our hands appeared cupcake bombs we and threw them at the monster making him explode. We turned back to normal, Mabel hugging Dipper and I tightly. The creatures all disappeared and everything returned to normal.

Dipper: Grunkle Stan, that was amazing, how did you know that would win?!?

Stan: Hey, a gambler never reveals his secrets. *tries to pick up the dice revealing the gum stuck on the bottom*

Mabel: Man, that was fun for ages eight to eighty!!! Or a million or however old you guys are!!!

You: Speak for yourself, I couldn't battle at my own pace!!! Although I did look fantastic with that elf outfit.

Stan: *sigh* You know, I'm sorry for making fun of your game, kiddo. Sure, it might be too nerdy for me, but it's just the right amount of nerdy for you and my brother. And if you two want to hang out sometimes. I won't get in your way.

Dipper: Actually, after all that, I could use a little mindless fun.

Grenda: Guys, we can watch the secomd showing of Duck-tective, it's not too late!!!

And so we go back to the shack. Stan sat on the couch, Mabel sat on the dinosaur skill, Soos laid in front of Mabel, Dipper and I sat in front of the couch, and Grenda laid beside us.

Duck-tective: *tv, in quacks* I'm going to that big pond in the sky.

Constable: *tv* I just don't understand who shot you! The only person clever enough to defeat Duck-tective is *gasp* Duck-tective!!! *gets knocks out my a heavy metal object*

A Duck: *tv, in quacks* Time to finish the job, twin brother!!!!!

Duck-tective: *quacks terrified*

Mabel: He had a twin brother all along? That's the big twist we were waiting for?!?

Grenda: What a rip off!!!

Soos: I predicted that like a year ago.

You: Where have we seen that before?

You and Dipper: *laughs*

As the episode continued, I felt an arm going around my shoulders. I tensed up and looked to the side. Mabel was holding Dipper's arm around me. His face was a dark crimson as Mabel laughed. I blushed a bit but gave him a warm smile as I relaxed again. He then smiled back and rested his arm around me.

Thanks for reading!!! 'Till next time!!!

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