Dipper shouldered his backpack, standing on the front porch of the shack alongside Mabel, Wendy, Soos, and his Grunkles. They were currently waiting for Bill and Will to get there (the latest update from them said they were just reaching town limits). Ford had managed to convince Stan to close shop for two days and let everyone go to con for the weekend. Ford had even let them compete in the same contest Bill and his brother were competing in (due to Mabel's insistence that Love Patrol Alpha deserved another chance onstage). Mabel had her karaoke machine next to her with a confetti cannon on top of it and the outfit she'd worn that time they'd fought a hoard of zombies. Stan had even made his suit a little disheveled and let Mabel cover parts of him in green paint, which was meant to be the 'zombie guts' in her words.

Ford had another backpack with other small props as well as a laptop (which they'd used earlier in the week to watch every episode of Gravity Falls that was out). Soos had a backpack filled with authentic zombie parts they'd found in the couch and random places around the shack (it was really just a head and an arm). Wendy had a bag full of clothes and money for the trip. Each of them had gotten their passes printed and they were stuffed in her backpack.

Mabel shifted, pulling her grappling hook out of her sweater. "Man, everything's gotten so much heavier since we got here," She complained. Suddenly a big white van pulled up in front of the Mystery Shack. A tired, but enthusiastic woman with stark blonde hair rolled down the driver-side window and smiled at the group. "Ooh, nice cosplay. I can see why the twins were being such nerds about this place. Well, get on in. There's a little space in the back for your bags, but you may just want to tuck them under your seat. You might want to get comfortable. It's going to be a long trip," The woman said politely, waving her hand as she spoke. The kids eagerly got in the van, while Stan stayed out a while to flirt with the blonde woman.

Ford took the passenger seat and Dipper and Mabel sat behind the Cipher twins, who were in the front. Soos and Wendy took the back seats. There were plenty of empty seats for everyone to leave their stuff on. Bill grimaced as he peeked into the front seat. "Oh my god. Make your uncle stop flirting with my mom. It's gross." Ford laughed at that. "You couldn't get my brother to stop flirting with another woman if you ran him over with a train."

"Yeah, he'd probably be gurgling pick up lines through the blood in his mouth," Mabel said, gurgling her own spit and earning a few 'gross's and one 'stop that or I'll push you out of the car when it starts moving.'

"You guys decide to do some sort of skit for the competition?" Will asked, turning in his seat.

"Yeah!" Mabel cheered. "We're going to sing Taking Over Midnight by &ndra! Love Patrol Alpha will finally get a chance to shine!" Bill raised an eyebrow at that, obviously not recognizing the song or artist. Dipper quickly cut in with an 'I never agreed to this.'

"I've never heard of that song," Will commented. Mabel got starry-eyed and moved her karaoke machine into the aisle as Stan finally got into the van. She moved it out of his way so he could get into the very back, but put it back in the center again. "I've got a bunch of awesome songs on this baby. We can listen to all of them on the way," Mabel said excitedly. The boys groaned.

"No thanks!" Everyone said in unison, while Dipper yet again threatened to push her out of the moving vehicle.

She sighed, hugging her karaoke machine. "Nobody understands us." Dipper rolled his eyes.

"That's because your music is kind of dumb." Mabel rounded on him with a "Says the boy who's a chronic fan of Babba." Dipper flushed in embarrassment at that.

"You mean Abba?" Bill chimed in. Mabel waved her hand at the boy dismissively. "Yeah, yeah. That."

"Bill is a chronic fan of Vera Lynn. And she's pretty old. Like World War II old," Will commented. "Dude, stop outing me." Bill swatted his brother on the shoulder. Will shrugged in response.

"Vera Lynn?" Ford asked, curiously.

Bill suddenly got an excited look on his face. "Yeah, she was the one who wrote the song I'm going to play today. We'll Meet Again in 1939. She sung during World War II to bring moral to the Britons fighting in it. She was widely known as the Forces' Sweetheart. She's the oldest person to ever top the UK Albums Chart in 2009 with We'll Meet Again: The Very Best of Vera Lynn. She devotes time to charity work for disabled kids, ex-servicemen, and breast cancer. And in 2000, she was named the Briton who best exemplified the spirit of the 20th century. She's a queen," Bill said with a faraway look in his eyes. Will rolled his eyes at his twin.

"Sounds like someone's got a crush!" Mabel teased. "She's, like, 96 years old. No thanks. And I'm gay anyways, so no thank you." Dipper looked surprised by this.

"You were flirting with Wen- I mean Willow though." Bill shrugged. "That's just the way I talk to people. I'm not into girls. Or people that are older than me, really. No offense, Willow." Wendy shrugged. "None taken. I'm not into younger guys anyways," She glanced at Dipper, but he didn't seem to react to her at all. "Or blondes," She added jokingly. Bill chuckled at that, but didn't try to refute her.

They spent most of the drive to con bickering about music and tastes.