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{Two}

(L/N) means Last Name

Chapter Two: Family Reunion.

Stan looked at the girl, his face in awe. The same girl he had cared for like his own child.

Seeing they weren't making any progress by just staring, (Y/N) advanced forward, stopping in front of him.

Stanley closed his mouth and gulped. It was he who decided to rupture the blanket of silence. "Where have you been, kid? I thought you died!" He smacked (Y/N) in the side of the head with a rolled up newspaper he was bearing in his right hand.

(Y/N) rubbed the side of her head. "Ow," she scrunched up her face. "I missed you too." She muttered.

"I thought I finally got rid of you too." Stan sighed, unraveling the roll of newspaper.

"It takes a lot more than you to get rid of me."

"I know, that's the problem." Stan chuckled lowly. "So what brings you back? After all this time?"

"Ah, well it's my last year before my senior year, and I thought I had spent enough time away. I wanted to know what changed, what I've been missing out on."

"Well, you haven't missed much, kid. Gravity Falls is still Gravity Falls that you remember."

A brunette strutted his way into the room, he had his eyes on the vending machine, until his gaze averted towards his old friend. "(Y-Y/N)?" His whispered in shock.

"Dipster!" She chanted, bouncing over to him, engulfing him in a hug.

The boy had grown. That was for sure. He was the same height as (Y/N), and his face had slimmed down a bit from his baby-face. His hair was still short and brushed into a casual mess. His arms were still skinny and his legs like a foal's.

Dipper hesitated, but retuned the hug, squeezing (Y/N) as he buried his face into the shoulder of his long lost friend. "Am I dreaming?" Dipper asked.

(Y/N) retreated, her face still smiling, "No, I'm real, promise." She waved her hands in the air, otherwise known as 'jazz-hands'.

"What are you doing here?" Dipper urged the keep the conversation from getting awkward.

"I thought that it's been too long since I've last seen my second family, so I decided to return home."

"It's good to have you back." He nodded.

"It's good to be-"

"Ahh!" (Y/N) was tackled to the ground, her back hitting the wood floor with a thud. The person who tackled her was jumping on (Y/N)'s stomach, causing her to heave out breaths awkwardly and begging to stop in indecipherable words.

"Can't. Breathe. Mabel. Please."

Dipper had to pry his sister from (Y/N), holding her back with all the energy he could muster. Mabel slipped once from his grip, and that resulted in Dipper having to headlock her the second time.

"Mabel! Calm down!" He warned has (Y/N) tried to regulate her breathing and heart rate. Stan scratched the back of his neck, his eyes wide.

"But it's (Y/N)!" Mabel pleaded for release from Dipper's grasp. "We haven't seen her in years! Lemme hug her!"

"You'd kill her."

"Love hurts, Dippington! Haven't you heard of tough love?"

"That's a whole different thing, Mabel." Dipper sighed.

(Y/N) cleared her throat. "You may release the beast now." She said, almost fearfully.

Dipper slowly retracted his arms, and Mabel escaped, jumping back on top of (Y/N) in a hug. "Woah!" (Y/N) stumbled back a couple of steps, attempting to keep balance.

Mabel finally let go. "Where did you go? Did you bring souvenirs? How long are you staying? Why did you come back? What school do you go to? What classes are you going to take? Do you still have our friendship bracelet? I got a pig! Do you want to meet him? Are you going to-"

"Mabel, chill." (Y/N) laughed nervously.

"I missed you!" She yelled.

"I can tell." The (E/C) eyed girl smile at Dipper. "I think Mabel missed me the most."

Dipper nodded in agreement. "Family hug!" Mabel shouted. She dragged Stan over who was caught off guard, drinking a cup of coffee.

(Y/N) was squashed between everyone by Mabel's iron grip. "Mabel. Need. Breathe." She wheezed.

"Have mercy, kid!" Stan cried, not liking the whole 'family bonding' moment.

"Dipper!" A new voice called from behind the walls. It belonged to an older man, that was for sure, but it wasn't at all familiar to (Y/N). The vending machine swung open, and revealed a man who looked a lot like Stan.

(Y/N) had to take a double take. But Stan is hugging me? She looked at Stan who looked displeased, trying to break apart. He has darker hair. (Y/N) put together.

"Grunkle Ford! I'm sorry I got distracted!" Dipper let out his pleas.

Ford?

(Y/N) was putting pieces together, not even noticing Mabel had retreated. "It's fine, Dipper. Did you- who's this?" The new arrival spoke.

"I don't believe we have met." A smile tugged at (Y/N)'s lips.

"Stanford Pines." The man announced, stretching out his hand. "Call me Ford."

"(Y/N) (L/N)," the girl shook it. "You are a relative?"

"Yes. I was, uh, on a trip for a while." Ford stuttered.

(Y/N) caught on quickly. "Mr. Pine- er, Ford, how long were you on this 'trip'?"

"Not important." Ford shook his head. "It's a long story. But how do you know the Pines?"

"I lived here ten years ago." She answered without hesitation. "I have returned to say 'hello' again to my former home."

"Ah, welcome back." Ford shook his head. "Dipper! Back to our work!"

"Work?" (Y/N) became interested. "Dipper, what does he mean?"

"Uh," Dipper couldn't answer. "Just a science project with my Uncle!"

"Explain the vending machine."

"Ford!"

Ford pinched the bridge of his nose. "I thought the shack was empty, Stanley."

Stan nearly did a spit take with his coffee. "Woah, don't bring me into this one! She came in herself!"

"We can trust (Y/N)!" Mabel was clearly seeing what was going on.

Dipper was clearly batting with himself. "But trust no-"

"Not important! Ford, she is going to stay with us for a while! Right?" Mabel's eyes lit up with determination.

"You guys, I can just spend some time with Wendy or someone. I don't have to stay here. I'm sure there's a hote-"

"You're staying!" Mabel growled.

"She could be a vessel for- you know!" Dipper blurted.

"Has she tried to make a deal with you yet?" His twin shot back.

Deal?

(Y/N) squeaked out ever so slightly. "Yellow triangle?"

DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN! XD idk. I'm enjoying this so far. For right now, you're not seeing the 'true side' of (Y/N) because she is just getting back and trying to stay calm and crap. Anyways, I hope you guys are having a fantastic day and stuff!

Thanks for sticking around :p

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