"Mabel! Hurry! Shut it down!" Screamed Dipper. Mabel nodded. She pulled herself along the wire towards the button.
"No! Mabel, Mabel, wait! Stop! Aah!" Soos knocked Stan away from Mabel.
"Soos, what're you doing?! I gave you an order!" Stan struggled in Sooses grip. Hitting his head.
"Sorry, Mr. Pines - if that is your real name - but I have a new mission now! Protecting these kids!" Yelled Soos. He was going to protect the pines twins at all costs. The big lovable muffin kept his iron grip on Stan. Both were struggling against one another.
"Soos, you idiot, let me go!" Yelled a desperate Stan. Dipper flung himself towards the two men, joining the fray.
"Go! Mabel, press the red button! Shut it down!" Shouted Dipper. Stan shoved Dipper out of the way.
"No, you can't! You gotta trust me!" Stan cried out reaching towards Mabel. Mabel was clinging to the button. Tears streaming up her face.
"Grunkle Stan, I don't even know, if you're my grunkle! I wanna believe you, but--" Stan's heart broke seeing Mabel like this.
"Then listen to me. Remember this morning when I said I wanted to tell you guys something?"
‘T-minus twenty seconds.' The computer counted down. All scream as the portal flashes and pushes Dipper, Stan, and Soos against the opposite wall. Mabel prepares to push the button.
"I wanted to say that you're gonna hear some bad things about me, and some of them are true, but trust me. Everything I've worked for, everything I care about, it's all for this family!" Said Stan.
"Mabel, what if he's lying? This thing could destroy the universe! Listen to your head!" Stammered out Dipper.
"Look into my eyes, Mabel! You really think I'm a bad guy?" His eyes filled with sincerity.
"He's lying! Shut it down NOW!" Yelled Dipper.
"Mabel, please!" Cried, Stan.
‘Ten. Nine.' counted down the Computer. Mabel looked and away from them, lowering her hand towards the button. She looked at her Grunkle.
"Grunkle Stan…" She whispered.
‘Six. Five.' Steadily the computer counted down. Mabel lifted her hand.
"I trust you." Said Mabel. She let go of the button and began to float up in front of the portal.
"MABEL, ARE YOU CRAZY?! WE'RE ALL GONNA-" Started Dipper.
‘One' The computer finally finished counting down.
Dipper, Stan, Soos, and Mabel all disappear in an explosion of light as each of them screamed.
Their screams filled the basement. A huge flash of blinding light engulfed all of Gravity Falls. Then, suddenly everything came crashing down to earth. The portal was now a mess of tangled wires and metal. It was glowing a bright blue color. Two figures emerged from the portal. The blue light faded behind them. The smaller one walked forward and placed a six-fingered hand on the cover of the first journal. Then he picked it up and placed it into the inside pocket of a long, dark coat.
"What...? Who are they?" Stammered Dipper.
"One of them is the author of the journals…" the mystery man pulled off goggles, revealing his face. He looked nearly identical to Stan, slightly younger though. "...my brother." finished Stan. The taller figure behind him pulled off their hood to reveal a fair faced young woman with three eyes. She had short white hair with two long braids at the back of her head. (imagine padawan braids)
"Is this the part where one of us faints?" Whispered Mabel to Soos.
"Ohoho, I am so on it, dude." Laughed Soos, then promptly fainted.
"Finally! After all these long years of waiting, you're actually here! Brother!" Exclaimed Stan as he walked towards Ford with his arms open. His face was swiftly punched by Ford.
"Oh! Ow! What the heck was that for?!" yelled Stan, nursing his bruised cheek.
"This was an insanely risky move: restarting the portal! Didn't you read my warnings?!" Yelled Ford. The woman held his arm back slightly with a worried expression on her face.
"Warnings, schmarnings. How's about maybe a thanks for saving you from what appears to be, I don't know, some kind of sci-fi sideburn dimension?" Smirked Stan.
"Thank you? You really think I'm gonna thank you after what you DID THIRTY YEARS AGO?!" Ford blew up! He could not believe the risks that Stan took, all the lives he put at risk.
"What I did? Why you ungrateful..." Stan tried to punch him but Ford ducked and grabbed him. "Don't expect me to go easy on you, just because you're... family." Ford slammed him to the ground. Ah!" Screamed Stan.
"Hey, hi. Mabel here. Quick question: WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!" Yelled Mabel.
"Stan, you didn't tell me there were children down here. And some sort of large, hairless gopher?" Ford eyed Soos with skepticism.
"Heh heh. I get that a lot." Said Soos nonchalantly with a shrug.
"They're your family, Poindexter. Shermy's grandkids." Stated Stan.
"I-I have a niece and nephew?" Ford began to shake Mabel's hand. "Greetings. Do kids still say greetings? I haven't been in this dimension for a really long time."
"Whoa, a six-fingered handshake? It's a full finger friendlier than normal!" Mabel's eyes were filled with excitement.
"Heha, I like this kid. She's weird. What do you think Lottie?" Ford said to the white haired lady.
"Hello Child," her voice was very soft, soothing. She softly patted Mabel's hair. "My name is Lottie." Mabel looked at the three eyed woman with star eyes.
"I-I can't believe it. You're the author of the journals!" Dipper was star struck.
"You've read my journals?" Questioned Ford. He wasn't quite sure if he was comfortable with a child so young reading the horrors in his Journals.
"I haven't just read them; I've lived them!" He began circling. "I've been waiting for so long to meet you, I-I don't know what to say I have so many questions I" He began to hyperventilate. "Oooooohhh I think I'm gonna throw up." Mabel came over to comfort him. "Hmmpf! No-no, false alarm. Hmmpf! Just gotta ride it out!" Both Ford and Lottie looked at the child with concern. Lottie quickly ran over to make sure he was okay. Examining every inch of him.
"Listen, there'll be time for introductions later. But first, tell me, Stan: Are there any security breaches? Does anyone else know about this portal?" Questioned Ford. He jabbed Stan in the arm.
"No, just us. Also maybe the entire U.S. government." Shrugged Stan.
"The what?!" Shouted Ford. Lottie and the kids looked over at the Stans. Lottie had Dipper's mouth open inspecting his teeth. The Security camera showed Agent Power
"Fan out! We're not going anywhere till we find Stan Pines and those kids!" Ford pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Okay. It's all right. We've got a while before they find this room. We just need to lay low and think of a plan." Sighed Ford. " Lottie here." He snapped his fingers
"Yes Master Pines." Lottie let go of Dipper and shuffled over to Ford's side.
"Well, it looks like we're stuck down here for a while. Who wants to tell us their entire mysterious backstory?" Mabel gave the air side nudges.
"Yes, I have some questions about this myself, Stanley," Ford said pointedly at Stan.
"Stanley?" Dipper said in disbelief.
"But your name is Stanford." Whined Mabel.
"Wait, you took my name?! What have you been doing all these years, you knucklehead?!" Ford moved to grab Stan. Lottie held him back once again.
"Master Pines I don't-" She was drowned out by Dipper.
"Yeah, Grunkle Stan, no more lies! You owe us some answers: What's the deal with this portal? Why did you keep this a secret?" Dipper was seething.
"And what happened between you and your brother?" Mabel looked concerned. She didn't want the two brothers fighting.
"I hope all this aligns exactly with my fanfic, Stan. If not, I will be very disappointed." Stated Soos. He seemed very serious about this.
"Okay okay okay, I have a lot of explaining to do. It all started... a lifetime ago... nineteen sixty something. Glass Shard Beach, New Jersey." Stan began to tell his side of the story. The group had settled down on the ground. Mabel and Lottie we cuddled up together absolutely enthralled with Stan's tale.
"I traveled the whole country, sometimes outside of it, always one step ahead of the law, looking for something that would be my big break." Ended Stan.
"Whoa. So that explains all the fake IDs." Breathed out, Mabel.
"That is so sad." Mumbled Lottie. She had some tears in her eyes.
"But, wait, what about you? Did you end up going to your dream school?" Dipper asked Ford.
"Not exactly…." Ford entered his own story. Lottie had heard it all before. Ford told her a little while after they came together. But now she had heard Stan's side of the story too. She knew a lot of their problems could have been fixed if they had just communicated. Every so often Ford would be interrupted by Dipper screaming about the journals. Soon it got to the point where their stories converge. Each Brother telling his side of the story. Learning that Stan had faked his own death to help find Ford.
"So all this time you were just trying to save your brother. Grunkle Stan, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." Dipper sounded sincere. He really felt bad. This was his Grunkle. He should have trusted him.
"That's okay, kid. I probably wouldn't have believed me either." He patted Dipper's head.
"But wait where do you come in Miss Lottie?" Asked Mabel, who was in her lap. Lottie moved to answer but Ford beat her to it.
"I found Lottie on one of my adventures. She was being held captive on a ship. Her species the Bubalini are very sought after for their life restoring properties."
"HA! SO THAT'S WHY YOU LOOK SO YOUNG! You look exactly the same since you were sucked into the portal" Exclaimed Stan. Ford laughed slightly.
"Yes, Lottie has been kind enough to share her powers with me as a gift for saving her. But I do say it is weird to see you so old." He turned to Lottie. "Lottie if you don't mind?" She nodded.
"Yes, Master Ford." She scooched over to Stan.
"I'm sorry if this is a little invasive Master Stan." Lottie apologized softly.
"What are you gonna-" Stan was cut off by Lottie who cupped his cheek with one hand while she placed her other over his. She guided his hand to the middle of her chest. Stan's face grew red and hot. Soon she began to glow. The glow flowed through her into Stan. Soon his features began to soften, his hair began to get it's color back. Even his wrinkles were gone. He felt his clothes get tight with his old muscles returning. Then the glowing stopped. Lottie slumped, her hands falling away from Stan. Ford began to clap.
"DO ME! DO ME!" Screamed Mabel as she danced around.
"Now now my little one, If I were to do you you would be no more than a babe, We don't want that now do we?" Chuckled Lottie
"Good show Lottie it is always impressive to see you like that."
"Thank you, Master Ford," She wiped the sweat from her brow. "You know I am to do your every bidding sir.
"Hot Belgian Waffles! I'm not fat and old anymore!" Stan began to dance in victory. Mabel had to join in.
"Yes, Lottie is very effective. She is one of the more powerful of her race. I sure did cause quite a stir when I rescued her. I mean the conditions she was in! It was the only rational thing to do. Unfortunately, her race is enslaved so she had no home to go to, like me." He patted her head. "She appointed herself as my serv- I mean assistant. Willed her life to help me. I have been grateful. Poor thing knowing nothing but servitude. Naturally, we had to make her not stand out so we cut her hair. The Bubalini are known for their long white hair."
"Lottie I am so sorry that all this happened to you!" Mabel threw herself into the woman with a huge hug. Lottie hugged the small child back.
"Now now my child, now that I am here with Master Ford there is nothing wrong. And now I have you wonderful children to look after. My race is all female and does not have the ability to have children, so I would be so honored to take care of you." She grabbed Dipper also into the hug she and Mabel shared. Soos came from behind to join the hug as well.
"I heard talking! It was coming from downstairs!" A muffled voice said. Breaking the moment.
"Oh no, it's too late, the agents are comin' for us!" Stan was almost in full panic mode.
"What do we do?!" Asked Mabel as she clung to Lottie.
"Aw, man. I was so spellbound by your dramatic tale I forgot all about those dudes." Said Soos. That's when the light bulb went on in Dipper's head.
"Wait, forget. That's it! I think I know a way we might be able to defeat those agents!" He took Fiddleford's Memory Gun from his bag and handed it to Ford. Ford took it gently horrified that a child was in possession of this weapon. Then the light bulb dinged in his head too.
"Of course! I don't know how you got a hold of one of these but, this is perfect! If I can just amplify the signal to a radio headset frequency…" He plugged some wires into the gun and looked through some viewing glasses to see the agents running into the shack.
"There. Now everyone PLUG YOUR EARS! GET DOWN! NOW!" Lottie grabbed the children and covered them and her ears. Everyone followed, plugging their ears. Two agents stood outside.
"Sir! Looks like there's a hidden door behind the vending machine!"
"Excellent! Get me Washington on Line 1! I've been practicing sounds of excitement for this very occasion. Hey, do you hear that?" Said Agent Powers. A wave of sound suddenly passed over all the agents. The agents recovered. Feeling very disoriented.
"What? Where am I? Why am I standing in front of some sort of goofy fun knick-knack house?" Asked Powers. Ford came out on the front porch.
"Stand down, gentlemen! I've been sent with the latest intel from Washington." He flipped through some of Mabel's drawings she had made for the mock report. "According to this very real report, the power surges in Gravity Falls were actually due to radiation from an unreported meteor shower. A total embarrassment for your whole department. Luckily I'm here to take this mess off your hands, but I'll need of all your... floppy disks, and 8-tracks...right?" The agents still looked confused but went along anyway.
"Uh, everything about this case is contained on this drive." Powers motioned to Trigger to give Ford the flash drive.
"Well, what are you waiting for, a kiss on the cheek? Get out of here before I have your butts court-martialed!" Said Ford, in his best authoritative voice.
"Uhh, yes sir. Apologies, sir." Powers gave a whistle. "False alarm, everyone!" He saluted Ford on his way out. Soon the government agents had all left. Ford gave the goat the flash drive, and the goat ran away with it in his mouth. Everyone joined Ford on the porch. Lottie falling at his side.
"Great uncle Stanford, that was amazing!" exclaimed Mabel.
"Let's not go crazy; it was serviceable." Shrugged Stan. He wasn't impressed, he could outwit any government agent. Ford chuckled.
"Thank you, kids, but please, call me Ford."
"Sure! Thanks, Great Uncle Ford. So, uh," He held up a pen and notepad and clicked pen excitedly. "would you mind if I ask you a couple billion questions about Gravity Falls?" Ford rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Um, well I-uh…" He began.
"Alright, kids, it's been a long day and I and my brother have a lot to talk about. Why don't you hit the hay, huh?" Stan interrupted.
"But, it's the author!" Even more, clicks erupted from the pen." I've been waiting so long to ask questions about-"
"I said. Hit. The hay!" Said Stan. It was final. Lottie touched the kid's backs.
"Here children, How about I tuck you in and tell you a story before you go to bed." Lottie smiled and guided the children into the house.
"I'll just... let myself out." Soos said awkwardly. He sidestepped away, and then when he was out of sight, he called Wendy.
" Wendy, I've got something amazing to tell you. Clear the next fourteen hours!"
The brothers went back inside. They spied their reflections in the mirror.
"Look at us. When did we become old men?" Stan said softly.
"You look like Dad." Stated Ford.
"Ugh, uck, don't say that," Stan said with mock disgust. They both erupted with laughter. Lottie just had come down the stairs to join the men.
"Okay, Stanley here's the deal. You can stay here the rest of the summer to watch the kids. I'll stay down in the basement and try to contain any remaining damage. But when the summer's over, you give me my house back, you give me my name back, and this Mystery Shack junk is over forever. You got it?" Said Ford with a sigh.
"You really aren't gonna thank me, are you? Fine. On one condition: you stay away from the kids; I don't want them in danger. Cause as far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left." He walked into the kitchen. Ford went to his room and slammed the door. Lottie wasn't quite sure which to follow. She decided to follow Stan into the kitchen.
"Master Stan, the children are tucked in tight into bed. Um, since this is your home as of now may I ask where I can sleep." Stan who was sitting on the kitchen chair. He wiped his hand over his head.
"Uh you can take my bed, I can sleep on the couch." Said Stan.
"OH, No, no Master Stan I can't take your sleeping spot! I shall sleep on this couch!" She quickly said. She would hate to take the man's bed after he had opened up his home to her.
"Look, Lottie, It's just Stan. No need for all this master crap." He got up to make some coffee. He knew he wasn't going to sleep much tonight anyway.
"Maste- I mean Stan. I'll make that for you, sir. I don't mind doing all the work, trust me." She smiled at him and took over making the coffee. Stan grumbled and returned to his seat. Soon Lottie had joined him. Two hot, steaming cups of coffee on the table.
"So, Poindexter saved you, huh," Stan said trying to break the awkward silence between them.
"Yes. I remember like it was yesterday. I was being held on a Federation ship. Being loaned to high-end clientele. As you saw my power can be quite intimate. Ford helped me to get it to where I don't have to be physically intimate anymore. This one particularly rough client was…" She paused. Stan looked at her with concern. "Master Ford heard the noises and rushed to my aid… He saved my life…According to the laws of my people, I am life bound to whoever frees me. So with Master Ford, I stayed. He has been good to me, a little tough but good. So I stay."
"You've definitely had it, rough lady," Stan said softly as he sipped his coffee. She made some damn good coffee.
"But Master Ford has delivered me to my wish. I have two beautiful children to care for now. He knows that was my greatest wish." She smiled fondly into her coffee. Stirring it slowly.
"That must be really sad for you. But if you can't have kids how does your race continue to exist?" Stan was just curious now. He gazed into her third eye. It was in the middle of her forehead. Her eyes were blue, but the middle one was a nice green color. It was different, but Stan didn't mind. It didn't take away from her beauty.
"Well to put it as simply as possible, There is a hive of sorts. We are grown by a singular Queen. Even we don't know how it works since we are ripped and sold right after our ‘birth'." She shrugged.
"Well Stan, Just Stan. I will be off to bed. I will see you in the morning." She touched his shoulder before walking into the living room. Stan stayed there for a moment. He knew life was going to get very different here soon.