~~~~~~~~~Dipper's POV~~~~~~~~~

The day had started like any other. Stan had asked us to go to town with him, and since we didn't have anything to do, we agreed.

We had a bag of nachos with us, and my sister had the idea of taking two and somehow placing them on her ears as earrings. "Nachos earrings! I'm hilarious!"

"That's debatable." Stan replied before honking the car with a glare. "C'mon, what's with all this traffic? And why is it all-? Covered wagons?!? Oh no, no no!!!"

He began driving away, making us hold on to our seatbelts as he yelled. "Not today, not today!!!" He began to drive the car in reverse.

"Grunkle Stan, what's going on?!?" I asked, now kinda afraid to his sudden change in mood.

Stan only kept trying to get out of town. "We gotta get out of here before it's too late!!!"

I looked outside when he stopped the car. "They've circled the wagons!!! We're trapped!!!

NOOO!!!"

Mabel looked out as well, seeing a small cow staring back at her. "I have a good feeling about today!"

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We all exited the car since we had no other choice. I began to look around, everything looked so different, so much older in a way. It was strange, to say the least.

"Whoa, look at the town!"

"Oi, it's Pioneer day, everyday these yahoos dress up like idiots to celebrate the day Gravity Falls was founded." Stan explained, making Mabel and I look around in awe.

Toby Determined soon walked over with, uh, I think it was a smile? "Welcome to 1863!!!"

"I will break you, little man!!!" Stan yelled back with a fish raised, making Toby run away in fear.

"Oh c'mon, Wrinkles, don't be such a buzzkill." We all looked to see (y/n) walking over, and for reasons I didn't really understand, I felt my cheeks heat up a little at the sight.

Your outfit! You can always change it if you want, I don't mind. Also, if this is the first book you're reading off me, just know I love art and design so..... except more of these. .-.

"Whoa, (y/n), cool outfit!!!" Mabel said with a smile.

I felt a small smile grow on my own. "Y-Yeah, you look good..!"

(y/n) let out a chuckle. "Thanks! I wanted to suit the celebration."

Aiden popped up from her shoulder, letting out a small squeak. Mabel walked over, petting his head as she and (y/n) both laughed.

Mabel and I then began to look around, when she let out a small gasp. "Wow, look, candle dipping!!!"

"Woah, gold panning!!!" I said after, excited about this new holiday.

When then turned to see a man ... getting married to a woodpecker?

"What you talking about?" Mabel asked, and I opened my journal for an answer.

"Oh yeah, I remember this. In Gravity Falls it used to be legal to marry woodpeckers."

"Yep, this town is all sorts of messed up." (y/n) replied, making me laugh a bit.

The man who just got married walked over to us. "Oh it's still legal! Very legal...!!!"

"Come one and all, to the opening ceremonies!!!" We  all heard the announcer speak.

(y/n) turned to us with a smile. "C'mon, guys, it'll be fun!" Aiden squeaked as he smiled, as if you add excitement to her exclamation.

Mabel turned to Stan. "Grunkle Stan, are you coming?!?"

"No thank you!!! Just remember: if you come back to the shack talking like these people, you're dead to me!"

I looked at Mabel with a smirked before starting to speak in a hillbilly accent. "There's a carpetbagger in the turnip cellar!"

"Well, hornswoggle my haversack!" Mabel said back to me in the same accent before we both spit on the ground, the three of us laughing before running off, hearing Stan yell behind us.

"DEAD TO ME!!!"

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"Here-ye here-ye!!!" We walked through the crowd in front of the stage as Sheriff Blubs began to speak.  "Ye olde commencement ceremony is about to commence!!!"

"Woo!!! I got a bell!!!" Deputy Durland yelled happily as he ran the ball in his hand. Honestly, it's always worried me that these are the Gravity Falls police.

To prove my point of how bad they are, a person in black ran past us after snatching an old lady's purse. "Oh no, police, my purse!!!"

Durland stayed quiet for a while, but soon continued ringing his bell, which was starting to get really annoying. "Ring ring!!! Ring ring!!!"

"He sure loves his bell." Blubs said with a chuckle.

Luckily for the lady, I heard (y/n) mumbled under her breath what sounded like a spell. Her eyes flickered to red for a second, and the thief fell harshly on the ground. She then walked over and took the bag, handing it back to the lady who gave her a warm and grateful smile.

"Oh, thank you, child! You are blessed!"

"Heh, it was nothing."

We all looked back at the stage to see a strangely familiar girl tapping the mic. "Howdy, everyone!!! You all know me, Pacifica Northwest, great great granddaughter of town founder Nathaniel Northwest. I'm also very rich."

The audience clapped. (y/n) had crossed her arms with an eye roll, and Mabel just kinda stood there with her usual smile. I was feeling kinda awkward.

"Now if you got the pioneer spirit, we asked you to come on up and introduce yourself!!!"

Mabel gasped cheerfully at Pacifica's announcement. "Audience participation!!!"

"I dunno, Mabel, isn't that girl kinda like your arch enemy?" I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"And besides, nothing she does can be good, trust me. This isn't safe." (y/n) added.

Mabel simply brushed it off. "That's water under the bridge!!!" She then ran up to the stage, and I was now feeling a bit worried.

"Our first newcomer is-!!!" Pacifica looked over as Mabel ran up to the stage, a glare soon growing on her face. "Mabel.."

Mabel only smiled brightly. "Yeah!!! Let's get this Pioneer Day started!!! Right, guys?!? USA!!! USA!!!"

"USA!!! USA!!!" The audience all chanted along with her, even this guy behind us started crying which.. kinda weirded us out.

Pacifica walked over to her. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but Pioneer Day is for serious people, and you look and act ridiculous."

She pointed at Mabel, who's smile had fallen. "I mean a puppy playing basketball? Are you always this silly?"

I couldn't help but grow angry as Mabel lifted up part of her sweater, covering it's design. "Hey, I can be serious!"

"You do have nachos hanging from your ears, hun."

Mabel grabbed her nacho earrings as she turned red in embarrassment, and (y/n) and I exchanged a worried look.

Pacifica let out a chuckle. "Wow, I'm embarrassed for you. Give her a hand, everybody!!!"

The audience applauded as they laughed, and we saw Mabel walk off and away from the stage.

However, before I could go follow, I turned back as I heard (y/n) murmur something, a (f/c) mist floating underneath the audience and onto the stage.

It wasn't long until we heard Pacifica's scream, her hair tangled in many knots. I heard (y/n) snicker as she held in her laughter, and honestly, I wanted to laugh myself, but we then went after Mabel.

We found her by the Nathaniel Northwest statue, eating some candies with a defeated. She didn't look up until we sat beside her. "Guys, can I ask you something? Do you think I'm... silly...?"

I didn't know what to answer, looking at (y/n) who had her cheeks puffed as she looked away, so I was forced to answer. "No...........?"

"Ugh, I knew it!!! The nacho, earrings, the sweater, I thought I was being charming, but I guess people see me as a big joke..." She threw her nacho earrings away, and then took off her sweater, wrapping it around her waist.

(y/n) gave her a sympathetic look. "C'mon, Mabel, you love that sweater!"

Mabel looked down in shame. "I did until Pacifica ruined it... Ugh, she ruins everything!"

"Pacifica..!" I growled, looking back at the statue. "Why does she think that being related to the town founder means she gets to treat everyone like garbage?!?"

"Because she's a two-faced spoiled brat?" (y/n) answered with a shrug.

"Well someone needs to take her down a peg." I stared at the stature of Nathanial Northwest for a while, when something came to mind, making me let out a gasp. "Wait a minute!"

I took out my journal, searching for a while and finding the page I needed. "I feel like I read something Pacifica's great great grandfather before! Of course!"

"In my investigations- Should- should I do the voice?" I looked at (y/n) and Mabel for an answer who shook their heads. "Meh, I'll just read it, normal."

"In my investigations, I recently made a discovery. Nathaniel Northwest may not be the founder of Gravity Falls! I believe the proof of this secret is buried somewhere on the enclosed document." I took the paper off the page it was on after reading, looking at it in curiosity. "If only I could crack the code..."

"Dude, if this it true it means that brat's family's a fraud!" (y/n) exclaimed as she peaked at the paper in my hand.

I turned to her. "This could be a major conspiracy!"

Mabel stood up. "Wait, I'm coming with you guys. Conspiracies are serious, right?"

Both (y/n) and I nodded. "Oh yeah, definitely."

"Well if I help you crack this code then nobody could ever call me silly again!!!" She said as a smile spread across her face.

"Yeah!" I placed my fist in between them. "Mystery Trio?"

(y/n) snickered. "I thought you hated that name."

"I'm starting to accept it."

We all fist bumped and went to start our new adventure. First we headed to the Gravity Falls library to search for some clues.

I placed a projector on our table. "Alright, girls, if we can prove that Nathanial Northwest wasn't the real founder of Gravity Falls it'll finally put Pacifica in her place!"

"And solving a mystery will prove that I'm not silly! I'm serious...!!!" Mabel said, squinting her eyes as she ate some more butterscotch, looking at the book in her hands. "Serious...."

(y/n) walked over to stand beside me as I spoke. "We just need to crack this code! Do you know any spells that could help us here?"

"Spells don't work if I don't know what I'm specifically doing, and this is a mystery for a reason." She replied with a shrug.

I turned on the projector, seeing the pictures on the wall. "Let me see... It's not Egyptian, it's not numerology, it's not- wait, of course!!! The triangle is the alchemist symbol for flame! Lighting the parchment on fire will reveal the secret message!"

"It's so obvious!" Mabel said with a smile.

I took the candle, (y/n) looking at me in worry. "You sure about this? If we're wrong, we loose the only clue we have."

"Not completely, but there's one way to find out." I looked around to get the paper, seeing it folded on my sister's head. "Mabel!"

"Muap! I just made a hat!" She looked up, realizing what she did and letting out a groan as she took the paper hat off. "I just did something silly again!"

"Wait, look!" (y/n) pointed at the paper, and my eyes widened at the sight.

"Mabel, you just folded it into a hat!" I said, then K looked down at the candle on my hand. "... and I was gonna burn it.."

"We're on the lookout for three kids who might be reading." We all turn to see Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Durland by the main counter, forcing us to hide under the table.

Durland continued to ring his bell. "We're hunting'm down for secret reasons!!!"

He then punched some books down before heading to another shelf. (y/n) was the first to crawl out, helping us after. "Maybe we should take this elsewhere."

Mabel took off her hat. "This map should lead us to...."

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"The Gravity Falls Museum of History!" She said as we stood in front of the building.

I looked at them as I squinted my eyes. "You realize what this means, girls, we're gonna have to break in..."

We went to the door to be greeted by a nice woman who gave me a blue balloon, Mabel a pink balloon, and (y/n) a white balloon.

My expression didn't change during this encounter. "We're in..."

"What are we gonna do next? Steal Thomas Jefferson's rib cage?" Mabel said with a curious smile.

"Eugh, no way!" (y/n) protested in discuss.

"No, according to the map the next clue about the real town founder should be right..." I looked up, seeing a strange triangle on the wall, making me tilt my head in confusion. "Here."

(y/n) stood beside me. "That's it?"

I shrugged. "I think so. We have to figure this one out quick, I have a feeling those cops weren't at the library to check out books."

"I don't think the one with the bell can read." Mabel said with a confused look.

"Then what is it?" (y/n) asked.

We both stared at the piece as we tried to figure it out. I then noticed Aiden crawl out of (y/n)'s bag and go to the bench Mabel was on, turning upside down.

Kinda weird?

"Hey painting, be less stupid!" Mabel said as she turned  upside down, letting out a gasp. "It worked!"

"Huh?"

Both (y/n) and I sat beside Mabel, now upside down, seeing what the clue was. "Wait! It's not abstract, it's upside down!"

"I think I've seen that statue at the cemetery!" (y/n) replied, both Mabel and I looking at her.

"... what, sometimes I hang with Wendy and her crew."

"Let's go, quick!"

We all quickly stood upwards, and immediately regretting it do to the head rush. We managed to run past the policemen and go to the cemetery pretty fast, finding the statue.

"Hm... The statue must be pointing at the next clue." (y/n) said as she looked in the direction it pointed at.

I looked at Mabel, who had her nose being picked by the statue. "Mabel!"

"Ah gross, she's picking my nose!!!" She let out a laugh, and then the finger bent a little, making us look over as a door opened on the ground.

"Look!"

"Who's silly now, Pacifica?" She tried your jump off, but flinched when realizing her nose was still on the finger, taking it off before jumping off.

We walked inside the passageway that had opened. It was dark as expected, with stairs leading down.

"Now we're getting into real conspiracy mode..!" Mabel said as she ate another butterscotch.

"Ok, guys, watch out for booby traps." (y/n) said as she looked around.

Mabel laughed a bit. "Booby traps." Unfortunately, she stepped on a platform that sunk into the ground, and it wasn't long until we heard weird sounds coming from the walls.

"Diamondirongoldandstill,pleaseprotectuswithyourshield!!!" As soon as (y/n) spoke, arrows zoomed out of the wall, stabbing into the shield she had created as we ran to the end of the passageway.

I suddenly slipped on something as we all fell into a weird hole, sliding down until landing in a strange new room.

We looked around, all sorts of government things all over the room. "Whoa, what is this place..?!"

Mabel picked up some papers. "It's a treasure trove of historic-y secret-y things!" She looked at some other papers. "Oh man, Ben Franklin secretly was a woman!"

"Hey, jackpot!" I said as I found a folder with 'Top Secret' written in red.

(y/n) walked over to me. "Now we'll find out who the real town founder was!"

"Let it be here recorded Nathaniel Northwest, fable founder of Gravity Falls, was in fact a fraud!!! As well as a... waste shoveling village idiot?" I let out a laugh at what I read. "Oh, bad news for Pacifica."

"Wait 'till the papers hear about this!" (y/n) said as she peaked at the folder.

Mabel walked over. "Once people see that I uncovered a historical conspiracy they could never call me silly!!!"

"The true founder of Gravity Falls was Sir Lord. Quentin Trembley III, ESQ"

"Who's Quentin Trembley?" asked Mabel.

"That's not of your business!" We all turned to see both policemen glaring at us, making us gasp in surprise.

"WOOO!!! We caught ya!!! WOOO!!! Heh, woohoo...!!!" Durland fell face first on the ground, leaving us in pure silence.

Blubs then spoke. "... He got hit with quite a few of those darts."

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"I hate to do this, but Quentin Trembley's a matter of national security." Blubs said as he held the folder.

"Yeah!!! Yeah- woo- I think I might be colorblind now...!" Durland said after.

"What do you mean national security?!?" (y/n) asked, a bit angry.

Mabel spoke after. "And who is Quentin Trembley anyways?!?"

"See for yourself." Blubs took an old tape, placing it in a projector.

"Aww, black and white?"

"Shh, Mabel!"

We saw a man in the video played in front of us. "If you're watching this, you're one of the few people in these United States with clearance to view this information. In fact, I myself will be shot as soon as the filming is complete. Wha- Huh?!? Well, that's a relief. Of all of America's secrets, the most embarrassing was that of Quentin Trembley, the eighth and a half president of the United States."

"President?!?" The three of us asked in shock.

"Eight and a half?!?" Mabel added.

"After winning the 1847 election in a landslide, Quentin Trembley quickly gained a reputation as America's silliest president. He waged war on pancakes, appointed six babies to the supreme court, and issued the De-Pants-cipation Proclamation. His State of the Union speech was even worse."

"The only thing we have to fear is gigantic man eating spiders!!!" spoke the ex-president.

"He was kicked out of office and escaped to an uncharted valley he named Gravity Falls after plummeting into it at high speed. Trembey's shameful term was erased from history, and officially replaced by William Henry Harrison as president and local nobody Nathaniel Northwest as founder of Gravity Falls. The whereabouts of president Trembley's body are unknown."

"Until now." Blubs pointed behind us, showing us a human figure frozen inside a golden, sappy looking block.

"Woah...!!! Is that like amber or something?" I asked, now even more curious.

Blubs shook his head. "Fool thought he could live forever by encasing himself in a block of solid peanut brittle! Smooth move Mr. President. Finding Trembley's body was our special mission and now thanks to you it's complete."

Durland has a smirk on his face. "Who knew all we had to do was follow a little girl's trail of candy wrappers!"

Mabel let out a sigh of defeat. "Silly..."

"Now that you know the truth, well, we can't let you go around talking about it."

I immediately pulled my sister behind me as (y/n) stood next to me, both protecting her. "Does that mean-?!?"

"Are you gonna kill us?!?" Mabel asked in fear.

Durland shouted in fear as well. "Oh no!!!"

"Now now, calm d- calm down now, buddy, calm down! We're just gonna escort you and all this stuff back to Washington. You ain't coming back." He explained, making us all gasp.

We tried to struggle, but they were too strong. (y/n) didn't want to let the policemen know she was a witch so she couldn't use her powers. They dragged us into a train and locked us up in a crate with the statue of Quentin Trembley.

We continued to cry for help, hoping, praying someone would here us, but people were too far.

(y/n) explained she couldn't use a spell to get us out since this had no door, and trying to destroy it would break the train we were on as well since the box was almost as big as the cart.

Mabel sat on the ground. "I can't believe I left a trail of candy wrappers.. This is all my fault. Pacifica had me pegged all along.."

"M, Pacifica doesn't know what she's talking about!" (y/n) quickly spat out.

"Yes, she does! I'm just a silly failure like that embarrassing president what's-his-name..."

She ripped out a piece of the peanut brittle, starting to eat it. However, we all backed away as it began to crumble down, releasing Trembley who.. was alive?!?

"It is I, Quentin Trembley!!!" He said before ripping off his pants. Welp, this dude's already super disturbing.

"You're alive?!?" (y/n) asked as we all stared in shock. "But how?!?"

A smile grew on Mabel's face. "Peanut brittle really does have life sustaining properties!!! You're not silly, you're brilliant!!!"

Trembley then kneeled down to her eye level with a smile of his own. "And so are you, dear girl, for following my clues and freeing me from my delicious tomb!"

"He's right! Making maps into hats, hanging upside down." I started, (y/n) continuing.

"Your silliness solved the code that serious cops couldn't cracked in an hundred years!"

"Oh stop it.." She said with a small smile.

"By Jefferson!!!" Trembley said in surprise. "We seem to be trapped in some sort of crate-shaped box!"

"It's a crate, Mr. President!" Mabel replied.

"Good thing I have the President's Key, which can open any lock in America!" He began to poke the hole with the key. (y/n) looked at me as if asking with her expression 'Is this guy being serious?'

"I... don't think that's gonna work." I said before he could continue.

"Wood!!! My age old enemy.. In order to get out of here this is going to take the silliest plan ever conceived!"

"I think I know who can help!" Confidently, I gestured to my sister, even through (y/n) wasn't as sure about this plan as I was.

"Hm, how about..." Mabel looked around, soon pouting at one of the walls of the crate. "That hole!!!"

"We will leap through it!!!" Trembley added before they both jumped over, trying to go through the tiny hole.

I turned to (y/n), now seeing why she didn't agree with this plan.

"Almost, almost...!!!"

"This isn't gonna work, please save yourself the embarrassment." (y/n) said as she gently gripped the bridge of her nose, her eyes closed with her head down.

Mabel, however, didn't give up. "Trust the silliness!!!"

We all suddenly heard soft thudding near the hole, making us look over, Trembley apparently recognizing the sound. "Is that my third wife? Sandy?"

We all backed away in shock and a little fear when the crate suddenly split apart, setting us free. Aiden hopped onto (y/n)'s shoulder with a victorious squeak.

(... Damn, I wanna watch Victorious now.)

"Well, we didn't fit through the hole, let's rebuild the box and try again!" (y/n) rolled her eyes at Trembley's sentence, grabbing his arm and dragging him away as we followed.

"We gotta get out of here!"

"Also a good plan!"

I opened the door to then next cart, but to my unfortunate luck, Blubs and Durland we're sitting right there. I quickly closed the door, looking around for another exit.

"Up there!" (y/n) pointed up, all of us looking at a door on the roof.

Once Trembly saw, he climbed up, starting to poke the president's key against it.

I groaned, climbing up before snatching away his key. "Gimme that!" I quickly opened the door, helping the others out of the cart and onto its roof. "C'mon!!!"

Even with the wind flowing against us, we tried to run to the back of the train, Blubs and Durland hot on our trail. To make things even worse, we were already close to the end of the train, and had no more place to run to.

Blubs stood a few feet away, placing his hands on his knees as he panted for air. "There is... no... escape!" He then fell on his knees, still trying to catch his breath. "I gotta take a knee..."

"Are you ok? Can I get you anything?" Durland said as he grabbed his partner's shoulder.

Blubs looked up with him with a smile. "Edwin Durland, you are a diamond in the rough."

Once he got back up, I spoke. "Sheriff Blubs, do you really want to lock us up in a government facility somewhere?!?"

"I've got no choice! All orders come from the very top!!!" He explained, which then gave me an idea.

"Wait!!! Quentin, did you ever sign an official resignation?!?"

"No sir, I ate a salamander and jumped out the window!!!"

"Then technically, you're still legally the president of the United States, right?!? You gotta answer to this guy now!!!" I prayed to any sort of god that existed that this would work.

"Huh?!?"

"As president of these several United States, I hereby order you to pretend none of this ever happened and go on a delightful vacation!" He suddenly got hit by a sign, which apparently he didn't mind much. "Ow!!! Yes!!!"

Blubs turned to Durland. "Vacation? What place have you always wanted to visit? One, two-"

"City Water Fun Slide in Great Lakes, Michigan!" They both happily said in synch.

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And just like that, they left for their trip after leaving us back at the town.

Trembley kneeled down in front of Mabel with a smile. "You've done a great service to your country, Mabel. As thanks, I'd like to make you an official US congressman!"

He places a top hat on her head before standing up, a bright smile on Mabel's face. "I'm legalizing everything!!!"

"Oh boy." I heard (y/n) say in worry.

Trembley then turned to us. "And (y/n), Roderick,-"

"Uh actually-" (y/n) snickered as I tried to speak when Trembley interrupted me.

"You, dear children, are on your ways to unlocking the mysteries of this great land, so I'd like you to have..." He pulled out the key from before, handing it to me. "My President's Key."

(y/n) and I exchanged a smile before we all began to walk to the main square, hearing Trembley's story.

"-and then he chased me around and spanked me with a paddle for three hours! Bottom line: George Washington was a jerk."

"Agreed!" Mabel smiled.

"Hey, look. It's Clown Face." (y/n) said as she pointed at Pacifica who was with her posse.

Mabel's smile grew, running over as we follows behind. "Hey Pacifica!!! I uncovered a government conspiracy about the eighth and a half president the United States!!! Who's silly now?!?"

"What?!? Who is that idiot?!?" She said as she saw Trembley chasing some birds.

"The eighth and a half president of America! I know what you're thinking: how is he still alive? Well, turns out he's been hibernating in peanut brittle and-"

Pacifica interrupted her with a laugh. "Wow, you really are a sad dumb little girl! Nice top hat, by the way!"

We hadn't even realized Pacifica's parents were there until we heard them laugh as well, her dad congratulating her. "Good one, daughter."

Pacifica looked over to Stan's car not too far from here. "Ooh, I see your car's stuck in the mud, enjoy walking home!" She then entered the car with her parents.

I held up the paper from earlier. "Aren't you gonna tell her about her eat-gray ampa-gray?"

"You know what, guys, I've got nothing to prove." She put her puppy sweater back on with a smile. "I've learned that being silly is awesome!"

(y/n) and I exchanged an annoyed glance before she snatched the paper. "Well I haven't learned anything!!!"

She ran over to Pacifica's car, knocking on her window before it opened, offering the paper. "Nathaniel Northwest didn't found Gravity Falls and your whole family's a shame, deal with it."

"WHAT?!? MOM!!!" We heard Pacifica Yelp as (y/n) ran back to us.

"Woo, revenge is underrated, that felt good!"

We both laughed, feeling like we did a job well done.

We then looked at Trembley's as he spoke. "Children, I am needed elsewhere. Just know that I'll always be right here!" He pointed at my chest before revealing a dollar. "On the negative twelve dollar bill."

"Whoa! ... This is worthless!"

"It's less than worthless, my boy! Trembley away!!!" He jumped back, landing backwards on a horse as it ran off.

"Where do you think he's going?" Mabel asked.

I shrugged. "I'm gonna say off a cliff."

We all laughed before going to look for Stan. I have to say, today was really fun. Gravity Falls is definitely not what I expected.

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

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