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“Seriously, Pacifica, why’re you hanging out here so much lately?” Mabel asked her as they both sat in the living room, watching TV.
“I mean, don’t you have a big house on the other side of town?” Mabel asked her “I get that we’re friends now, but, just, well; why hang out here when you’ve got such a big house and a bunch of stuff?”
Pacifica continued filing her nails.
“I learned a lot when I was the town outcast, Mabel…” she answered nonchalantly.
Even though she said it in such a way, Mabel still felt a bit of pain at what had happened to her. Her eyes squinted at the memory, but she let Pacifica continue.
“You see; with my family, it’s just me, my mom, and my dad. No brother‘s, no sister’s and no other relatives.” Pacifica explained “and my mom and dad are barely around, always going off to high-class restaurants that don’t allow kids our age, and even going out of town on vacations without me.”
“So it’s usually just me in that big empty house all alone.” Pacifica added.
“I may have had a lot of ‘friends’ back when I was popular, but they only liked me for my parties and my stuff, not for me.”
Pacifica set her nail file down and looked around them.
“I look around at all you guys have, and while you have less than me in stuff, you have more than me in what you truly NEED.”
She set a hand over Mabel’s hand.
“I know it must still hurt” she said comfortingly “but at least you and your brother have each other and your uncle.”
She glanced out of the room, seeing Stan talk to some customers in the shop, trying to pass off another hoax. She then glanced into the kitchen, and saw Dipper and Soos blowing up hot-dogs in the micro-wave, laughing and seeming to be having a good time.
“But at least you all care about each other. My parents don’t even know I’m here right now, and they could care less.”
Pacifica put a hand to her face, laughing a bit sadly.
“I mean, really, sometimes they forget my NAME! That just shows how little they care…”
Mabel, feeling sad at realizing how much Pacifica had to live with, she couldn’t hold herself back; she hugged her tightly!
“Oh, I am SO sorry!” Mabel told Pacifica sadly, a few tears going down Mabel’s face “I didn’t know how much your life stank! How come you never told me?!”
Pacifica, understanding Mabel was just emotional, hugged her back and smiled.
“It’s fine, Mabel.” she said back “I’ve learned to live with it.”
“But you shouldn’t HAVE to!” Mabel told her, pulling back so they could look at each other “I mean, having parents that don’t care about you is even WORSE than not having any parents at all!”
Pacifica shook her head.
“That’s not up to you or to me to decide.” she said, keeping a cool head “I just have to roll with the blows, and I’ve had a lot since what happened to you two-”
“-And you both gone through a lot more than me!-” Pacifica interjected herself to Mabel.
“-so I‘ve learned to live and let live; my parents just don‘t care and that‘s the way it is.”
Mabel wiped a few tears away with her sweater sleeve.
“I still think it stinks…” Mabel said with a pout in her voice.
Pacifica shrugged again.
Mabel then smiled a bit in her silly way.
“I bet your parents would actually care if something really traumatic happened to you” Mabel told Pacifica.
Pacifica cocked her eye-brow, smirking a bit, knowing that Mabel was going to propose something silly.
“Oh, yeah, like what?” she asked.
Mabel’s silly smile got a little devious.
“Oh, maybe like…” she dragged on.
She threw her arms up “-a huge explosion tearing down the house down while you’re inside it!”
Mabel grabbed a ball of yarn she had been using to knit a scarf and threw it in the air.
“KA-BOOSH!” she yelled.
Pacifica couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, like that could ever even happen, Mabel!” Pacifica said, shoving her lightly.
Mabel laughed as well and shoved her back, knocking her onto her back.
“GAH!” Pacifica yelled out in surprise.
She tilted her head up and looked up at Mabel.
“You’re stronger than you look…” Pacifica said to her.
Mabel giggled.
“Don’t underestimate me!” she replied with a giddy smile.
“I don’t, anymore that is” Pacifica said, sitting up properly again.
A few minutes passed by of them watching TV when Pacifica just let out a snicker.
“Seriously though, Mabel, an explosion?” she asked, still in disbelief.
Mabel laughed again.
“I know, that was just weird, I don’t know WHAT I was thinking!” Mabel said, shrugging.
“As if you even could!” Pacifica joked.
“Watch it, Blondie!” Mabel shot back, pointing at Pacifica with a [fake] stern voice.
They both laughed aloud again, and then Mabel grabbed the remote to change the channel.

“So there’s a hidden pathway between the Mystery Shack and the Northwest household to get the book?” Robbie asked Bewarb, as he walked down the sidewalks downtown later the next day.
“I believe it is hidden where I cannot find it, but deep within a chamber underground beneath the Northwest house is where the book is.” Bewarb explained.
“So you want me to find the secret entrance?” Robbie asked him.
Bewarb nodded.
“But why do that when I could just tear down the Northwest’s place until I get to the underground chamber, huh?” Robbie asked him.
Bewarb didn’t even bat an eye.
“Collateral damage, really, no one will care” Bewarb said, taking the words straight from Robbie’s mouth before he said it.
Ready to go, Robbie immediately set off, but Bewarb caught up with him.
“But you may want to disguise yourself so no one will come after you.” Bewarb warned him “Neither you or I are at full power yet, so we must take haste with this.”
Robbie agreed and decided to disguise himself. He grabbed a different sweatshirt, which had the images of bones instead of his heart-shaped symbol. He also put his skull bandana, with the lower half of the skull covering the lower half of his face, thus covering his mouth, and, while in town, he grabbed a pair of sunglasses that he swiped from a clothing store. Luckily the store’s employees didn’t see him, but, who cares if they caught him? With his newfound strength, he could just knock the security guards back if they grabbed him, then blast a ghost flame, and escape with his newfound agility before the towns bumbling sheriff and his idiotic deputy showed up.
Robbie slipped on the sunglasses, his smirk hidden underneath the bandana.
“Let’s raise some hell…” he said, and set off.

At home, Pacifica was thinking of the conversation she and Mabel had the other day, and while she kept trying to think of it in a serious way, she couldn’t help but laugh every time she thought of Mabel’s comment.
“And explosion?” she wondered aloud “really, Mabel…”
But her laughter was cut short when she heard exactly what was on her mind; a loud noise, almost like thunder, was heard across the house. Obviously an explosion.
Not thinking that the rational thing to do was to stay away from the noise, Pacifica decided to check it out and see what it was.
At the entrance she saw that her front door was knocked down, and standing in the doorway was a tall, skinny figure, it’s face covered by a hood on it’s sweater, as well as a skull bandana over it’s mouth and sunglasses over it’s eyes.
“Knock-knock…” said a voice that apparently came from the tall figure.
If it was looking at her from under the sunglasses, she didn’t know. But when it’s head turned in her direction, she was reassured that it was.
“Nice place you got here…” it said to her in a teenage masculine voice, walking towards her.
Pacifica backed-up cautiously, not even caring if she bumped into anything.
“…to bad it’s gonna be reduced to ashes and rubble soon!” he said, and let out a dark laugh.
“Wh-wh-wh-what?!” Pacifica asked in bewilderment, as she backed-up into a table and knocked down one of her mother’s vases and shattering it into pieces.
“Yeah, turns out there’s something underneath this house that I need,” the teen said casually “so, if you’ll excuse me…”
The figure removed one of the gloves that it was wearing, and a flame erupted into his hand. But what was even scarier, besides the fact that he could wield a ball of pure fire in his hand, was that this fire was blue!
With that, he threw it, narrowly missing Pacifica, destroying the wall that separated her family‘s entry-way from the kitchen. But him missing her must’ve been on accident, as she felt he would have hit her with the fireball if he wanted to. Pacifica was horrified by this. Her parents would freak if they came back home without it being there. She had to stop him. But, being so afraid, she could only resort to begging and pleading for him to stop.
“Please, no!” Pacifica begged him “Whatever you want, I’ll get it for you!”
The teen ignored this as he continued blasting fire.
“Nope, I don’t think you can” he said to her “This thing I want is buried deep underneath the place, and I’m going to tear it down piece by piece to get it!”
He threw another blue fireball, blasting a hole that led to the entertainment center. Fizzing and crackling could be heard as a plumbing line broke and water and sludge leaked onto the electronics, making regular colored fire join the blue fire.
“Please, stop!” Pacifica said in fear.
A blue fire-ball the size of a marble was shot at her, narrowly missing her boot. The tiny fire stayed on the floor, but as Pacifica tried to stomp on it to put it out, it seemed to only get bigger and nearly burned her foot.
“AH!” Pacifica proclaimed in surprise as she jumped back.
“Kid, you’re lucky I’m feeling merciless today!” the teen said to her “I advise that you shut up and get out of here before I decide to not care anymore, and burn you down along with this entire place!”
He leapt over her at a height that nearly seemed to be inhumanly possible and grabbed her by the back of the collar of her designer sweater.
“Got me?” he asked her almost silently, his breath hot on the back of her neck.
Pacifica was so afraid that she couldn’t respond. So the teen holding her gave her a little initiative to talk. He stood up straight, bringing her off of her feet on the floor and holding a blue flame in front of her face.
“Got me?!” he asked angrily.
Pacifica gulped at the sight of the fire, feeling the heat from it as well as from the breath of the teen holding her collar.
“Y… yes…” she finally answered in fear.
The man let go of her sweater and she fell flat onto the floor.
“Good” he said and kicked her hard as she tried to get up, shaky with fear.
“Now, GET OUTTA HERE!” it shouted, igniting flames in both hands and blasting them to his sides, the whole entry-way being engulfed in blue fire.
Pacifica stood with shaky legs and ran out at top speed, being fueled by her terror. As she ran down the long pathway leading up to her house and down to the main streets of town, she saw that the automatic entry-way gate connected to the electric fence around her house was off of it’s hinges, seeming to be pulled clear off, as it was now in the street, bent and battered. The guard that was in charge of opening and closing the gate was knocked unconscious by the one now burning down her house. She inspected the guards post and reached underneath the control panel, pressing the 911 emergency button. It may not be able to do much, but at least the police would be able to get to her place and try to stop him. She doubted it, but it was all she could do.
She then ran through the broken down gate at top speed, wondering where to go. Immediately, something popped into her brain; The Mystery Shack. She ran off after this, not looking back even as she heard more and more thundering noises coming from the direction of her house.

“But Dipper, WHY don’t worms have buts?” Mabel asked her brother, as they played one of Stan’s retro-80’s video games on the TV in the living-room.
“Mabel, they do” Dipper told her, leaning to the side, trying to avoid the asteroids as he shot at the alien ships in the game.
“But both ends look the same!” Mabel told him, thinking about it to long that an asteroid hit her ship right when Dipper shot the last alien ship.
“OH!” Dipper proclaimed in a deep voice “Dipper wins again!”
Mabel rolled her eyes.
“Curse my curious brain!” Mabel said, hopping of the chair and kicking the rug. She knocked herself on the top of the head, regretting it a second later.
“Ow…” Mabel grumbled in mournful regret.
Dipper snickered.
“Okay Mabel, I know you’re silly, but I didn’t think you’d be dumb enough to hit yourself…” he said.
Mabel spun around on her heal and pointed at him.
“Watch it, broseph!” she threatened.
Their playful conversation about (truthfully) nothing was cut short at the sound of the front door suddenly being opened and slammed shut. Before they could check to see who it was, they saw Pacifica come running into the living room, her hair out of place instead of styled smooth like she always had it. Her clothes seemed dirty and wrinkled, as if she’d been in a fight, and she was gasping, out of breath, as if she’d just ran a marathon. She looked up at the twins with desperate eyes.
“Never… wanna run like that… again…” she said to them.
They could tell, though, that there was something else going on with her. The terror shown on her face pointed this out well enough.
After getting her to calm down enough, and letting her catch her breath, they had her sit down and tell them what was going on. With how desperate she seemed, though, she refused to sit down.
“You guys would never believe me if I told you, but my house is under siege by some maniac with crazy powers!” she told them “He tore the gate off of my family’s electric fence with his bare hands, he can jump with extreme agility, and he’s blasting blue fire everywhere!”
“He says that there’s something hidden underneath my house and he’s gonna get it by tearing it down to pieces!”
Not ones for disbelief after all they’d been through, they accepted what Pacifica told them.
“H-he’s gonna destroy my house to complete smithereens!” she said in realization “If I didn’t get out early enough, he would’ve killed me!”
Mabel’s eyes widened.
“Wait, Pacifica, were your parent’s home today?!” she asked in urgency.
Pacifica’s eyes widened as well.
“Uh… I-I-I DON’T REMEMBER!” she said, clutching her head.
She started breathing heavily and they realized she was hyperventilating. Dipper ran into the kitchen to get Pacifica a paper bag while Mabel tried to calm her down.

Soos was sweeping the kitchen when he saw Dipper run in a grab a paper bag from the top cabinet and rush back to the living room. He kept sweeping but made his way to the living room, seeing Dipper hand Pacifica Northwest the paper bag and he and Mabel had her breath into it.
“Just take deep breaths, calm down…” Dipper told her reassuringly, Mabel patting her on the back.
After a few deep breaths, Pacifica removed the paper bag and sighed. She closed her eyes, seeming to try and focus.
“Okay…” she said “if I remember correctly, they left today-”
She rolled her eyes.
“…As usual…” she said sadly, but then continued.
“-and they said they wouldn’t be back until later tonight.”
Unbeknownst to Pacifica, as she explained where her parents were to Mabel, Dipper was flipping through the pages in his ‘3’, hoping to find a reason on why someone would lay siege to the Northwest house. But nothing about it was in the cover-up, and when looking for a map of the town, nothing was involved on one of the secrets.
Soos set the broom against the doorway and walked in.
“Hey dudes, what’s goin’ on here?’ he asked them.
“Some freak is tearing down Pacifica’s house!” Mabel said in complete terror.
Dipper turned a few pages in his book.
“But what is the reason for it?” Dipper wondered aloud.
“I already told you, there’s something below my house that he wants and he says to get it that he has to tear down my house!” Pacifica told him, Mabel trying to keep him calm so she wouldn’t hyperventilate again.
Dipper nodded.
“But what is it that they want?” he wondered, flipping a few more pages, still unable to find anything.
“WHO CARES?!” Pacifica yelled “We have to stop him!”
Dipper snapped his head in her direction.
“Someone who has increased strength, agility, and can throw blue fireballs? We would be dead in a minute going up against someone like that” he told her.
He turned back to his book, flipping through the pages again.
“We need to find what he’s looking for and see if we can get to it before him. From there we can plan out what we‘re gonna do.”
At this moment is when Wendy came in.
“Hey guys, what’s going on?” she asked.
Everyone looked at her in curiosity. She would only get out from behind the gift shop counter if there was no customers and something caught her attention. So she explained herself.
“I heard Pacifica and Mabel screaming in here, and I’m wondering what the heck is going on all in here.”
Dipper took over for Mabel and Pacifica and, unlike his sister and Pacifica, he kept a cool head, as he still looked through his book.
“Some crazy guy is tearing Pacifica’s house apart because there’s something beneath it that he needs, and we’re trying to figure out what it is and what we should do.” he explained to Wendy.
He came to the last page of his book and found nothing.
“UGH!” he groaned, slamming it shut “I can’t find anything!”
He slipped it back into his vest. He began to pace up and down the room.
“Who do we know that would want to destroy Pacifica’s house if there was promise of something powerful beneath it?” he wondered aloud, everyone knowing he was basically asking them all.
“Maybe it was Gideon” Mabel offered.
Pacifica shook her head.
“That short little dude?” she asked Mabel.
Mabel nodded.
Pacifica shook her head again.
“Not a chance!” she told her friend “this guy was tall and skinny.”
“Maybe it was the Summerween Trickster!” Soos said out of nowhere.
This time Mabel shook her head.
“You ate him alive, remember Soos?” she reminded him.
“Oh yeah…” he said, nodding as he remembered.
“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Wendy asked them.
“Oh yeah, you were at your party!” Mabel said, falling off topic “Well, Dipper was faking that he was sick, when-”
Dipper knocked her hair from the back, making it cover her face.
“Stay on topic Mabel!” he told her, as Mabel kept trying to get her hair out of her mouth from having been talking when Dipper knocked her hair in front of her face.
Pacifica groaned.
“Who cares who it is that’s destroying my house?!” she nearly yelled “we have to stop him!”
“I already told you, Pacifica;” Dipper snapped “we can’t go up against someone with super strength, increased agility and who throws blue fire-balls, we’ll be killed!”
Wendy spoke up again.
“Look Dipper, I know that you’ve been up against some super-natural stuff since you and Mabel moved here, but maybe we should leave this up to the police” she told him.
Dipper looked at her and he could see the look in her eyes. Just like when his parents died, Wendy’s motherly side was showing again, and he could see the worry on her face.
“Hey, ain’t no super-natural force is to powerful for the mystery twins!” Soos tried to contradict Wendy.
Mabel had finally got her hair back behind her head and her face could be seen again.
“And like those idiot cops can do anything! Dipper and I could outsmart them no problem,” she informed Wendy and Soos “and if a girl who got straight C’s could outsmart 2 highly trained cops, obviously we could do a better job!”
“Of course, Dipper got straight A’s, but that’s besides the point” she added.
“How is that besides the point?” Dipper asked her “If I get straight A’s and you got straight C’s, shouldn’t that mean that I outsmarted them more?”
Dipper realized he was trailing off topic now, and he slapped himself.
“Look; we need to figure out who it is that’s trashing Pacifica’s place, what they’re after, and how to get it before they do.” he planned out, counting out each part of the plan on his fingers.
“And we don’t know any of those things!” Pacifica told him “So what’s your plan now, smart guy?!”
Mabel nudged her slightly.
“Don’t yell at my brother like that!” she snapped at her.
“Don’t you dare even touch me like that, Pines!” Pacifica snapped back, glaring.
“And what’re you gonna do, Northwest?!” Mabel asked, glaring back.
The whole room was now breaking out in a chaos of arguments and fighting. Mabel and Pacifica had begun shoving each-other, reliving a time of being enemies once more.
Dipper clutched his head in anger as this all went on. The anger boiled up inside him until he exploded!
“STOP!!!!” he yelled furiously.
At that, everyone froze in place. They froze so well that they didn’t blink or even move an inch. They were completely still. Dipper cocked his eye-brow in confusion as he looked around.
“Uh… I didn’t mean that completely literally, guys…” he told them all.
He walked around the room, but everyone stayed completely frozen, not moving. He waved his eyes in front of Pacifica, but she didn’t budge. He tugged on Wendy’s shirt, but there was no reaction. He even tried pinching Soos, but the big guy didn’t even flinch. They were all completely frozen, as if time had stopped.
Dipper looked at Stan’s VCR and saw that it was actually true! The normal 12:00 that was always shown, as Stan didn’t know how to program it, had stopped flashing and stayed solid. Time had stopped all together!
“This is weird…” Mabel said out of nowhere.
“GAH!” Dipper said in surprise, jumping back as he saw Mabel at his side.
He looked up from the floor at his twin sister.
“Mabel, how come you’re not frozen like everyone else?”
Mabel shrugged.
“I dunno…”
Dipper got back up and looked around the room.
“What is going on here?”
He pulled his book back out, but a new voice spoke up before he could open up.
“Maybe I could shed some light on the subject…” was said.
From thin air [not in a magical sense, but more of in an unworldly sense] appeared a tall, skinny figure, wearing a black tuxedo, like Stan’s, but instead of a bolo tie and fez, this figure wore a standard bow tie and a tall top hat that nearly touched the ceiling, as the figure was taller than anyone in the room. Also, the coat of the tuxedo wasn’t tucked in and had coat tails instead.
But the biggest difference was that this figure had a pyramid for a head with one gigantic eyeball seeming to be painted right onto the front of it. He had no mouth, but the voice they were hearing seemed to be coming right from him.
“Greetings Dipper Pines and Mabel Pines” it said to them, taking off it’s hat and bowing, the eye closing as it did.
When the eye re-opened, the iris changed from red to green.
They stared at this man in disbelief.
“Wha-” Mabel nearly said, but Dipper stopped her.
He knew Mabel was gonna ask what the man in the room was, but he believed this to be rude, and stopped her to ask a more polite question.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The figure looked down upon them.
“I am the secret guardian of Gravity Falls” he replied “you may have noticed my ‘eyes’ around town.”
He waved his hand a small cloud appeared next to him, and on this cloud there were images being projected. These were images of what the man’s head was; a pyramid with an eye on it. There were ones that were seen in the Mystery Shack, even on the shape of the windows, as well as the negative twelve dollar bill Dipper was given by Quentin Trembley, and even the image in Dipper’s book, but this one had tiny legs and feet attached to it instead of a fully body, but still wore a top hat.
“Through these seemingly odd, but also fake-looking, images, I keep an eye on Gravity Falls, an area of land my counterpart and I created to help supernatural creatures hide when they were nearly hunted to extinction.”
He closed his eye and shook his pyramid head.
“Unfortunately, we were still rusty with our powers, and other objects gifted with magical properties, as well as essences of magical properties had dropped within the land surrounding the woods and we were unable to remove them.”
Again, images were projected on the cloud, as he opened his eye, the color of the iris now changing to blue. Images shown on the cloud were stuff Dipper and Mabel had experienced; such as the height altering crystals, a flashing image of the Fight Fighters game being set up in the arcade, Gideon’s Amulet, Stan’s copy machine, Quentin Trembley’s Presidents key, the living wax statues, and the Summerween Trickster.
“Objects that came within contact of magical properties are unable to be removed unless destroyed.”
An image of Mabel destroying Gideon’s amulet was shown on the cloud.
“Ah, but I am getting off topic” the man said, shaking his pyramid head again.
“You are both wondering what has happened and why someone is destroying your young friend’s home.” he brought back up, indicating towards Pacifica, still frozen.
Both Dipper and Mabel nodded slowly.
The man nodded back, and began to pace up and down the room.
“You see” he brought up “long ago, after my counterpart and I created this land, he believed that humans were a corruption upon it, as they reduced the forest to erect this town.”
“He wanted to lead all the magical creatures into a slaughtering rampage against the humans, but I told him that it was not necessary. We were not the creature’s leaders, just their protectors. And as their protectors, I used a portion of my powers to elongate the forest as well as reduce the need to chop down the trees to be used for homes and such.”
“My counterpart did not believe that to be enough, though, and decided to take matters into his own hands.”
“Unfortunately, though, from casting himself from our astral-dimension into this one, he lost many of his powers, but still kept so much that he would be unstoppable.”
“When the creatures refused to join him, he went mad, and decided to use his power to not only destroy the town, but the forest as well, and he would slaughter both the humans and the creatures, and would remake them in his own twisted image.”
“But while many magical creatures attempted to stop him and failed, one human male was able to stop him…”
He waved his hand over the cloud and another image was shown. And image of…
“Your father…” he said to the twins.
Their jaws dropped in amazement. On the cloud was their father fighting against a dark figure, a sword in his hand. When their father was knocked down and the sword broken, as he looked to be defeated though, he took out a glowing dagger and stabbed the figure. It shriveled up and faded away.
“Being the merciful man he was, though, your father did not truly kill my old counterpart, but simply weakened him into a spiritual like state. His powers were spread amongst three objects.”
He waved his hand over the cloud and on it was an image of three books. Each book looking exactly like Dipper’s ‘3’, the only difference being that the other two had the numbers before three upon them.
“I managed to use the limited power I can use to disrupt this dimension enough so that he can not have the ‘3’ until he has the previous two, but if he does happen to have the previous two, I am powerless to stop him if he gets his hands on ‘3’.”
He shook his head again, closing his eye once more. When it opened again, the iris then changed to purple.
“What I am both tasking you with is to go, go and stop him before he gets to ‘1’. He already has gotten ‘2’ from Gideon Gleeful.”
Both Dipper and Mabel glared at hearing this.
“And he is now after ‘1’, which is hidden deep underground below the Northwest house.” the man told them “Fortunately, with his even more limited power, he cannot get to it himself, but has tasked someone else to doing his work for him.”
“Robert V.”
Mabel was shocked at this and Dipper glared.
“He has sensed his animosity for Dipper, and being connected to your father through the bloodline, Bewarb, my old counterpart, allied himself with him and gifted Robert with a bit of power.”
“By getting ‘2’ from Gideon, he has also gotten more power. He is now using this power to tear apart the Northwest house to get to the chamber that ‘1’ is in.”
“But I know of another way that you both may have a chance to get the upper-hand upon him!”
He waved his hand one last time over the cloud. On it was the Grunkle Stan near one of the soda machines in the lobby. He pressed a few buttons on the machine, but then it moved, revealing a doorway! He walked in, checking behind him before going in, and then closing the machine behind him. But it didn’t stop there. It then showed him going down a series of steps and then coming across a safe. He opened it and then put in money.
“Your great Uncle Stanford simply uses this secret entrance below this… ‘Mystery Shack’…”
The man indicated by stretching his arms out and looking from side to side. He then looked back at Dipper and Mabel.
“…to keep his safe, wherein he keeps money and documents that are important to him. But he is unaware of a secret passageway below it!”
He waved his hand and the cloud disappeared. He knelt down and looked them in the eyes with his one eye.
“Down there, you will find an image of the book ‘3’s label. Place the ‘3’ over it and the entrance to the passageway will open. Go through there as fast as you can and you will find the chamber where ‘1’ is. Get it, and you will win the day!”
He looked around their room at everyone, still frozen.
“Let your friends know this as well. They are intertwined within this issue with you both. It is up to the five of you.”
Mabel and Dipper both nodded, understanding.
“Thanks, Mr. Pyramid” Mabel said.
Dipper turned his head sharply in her direction.
“Mabel!” he said through gritted teeth.
The man, Mr. Pyramid, lightly laughed though.
“No, it is OK, Roderick. I don’t exactly have a name as no one can define me by anything. If that is what your sister, or anyone, wants to call me, then; by all means, do!”
“Now; make haste and begin your quest before time runs out!”
Dipper glanced at the VCR again.
“Um… time won’t run out; it’s still frozen” He reminded Mr. Pyramid.
Mr. Pyramid realized this as well.
“Oh, but of course!”
He snapped his fingers, and disappeared. At the same moment, though, the exact argument that had been going on, was still continuing. Mabel and Dipper were both back in the exact spots they were and Dipper’s arms were in the air, as he had thrown then in the air when he shouted ‘stop!’ earlier.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and all looked at him.
“We have a plan…” Dipper said calmly, eying Mabel, and the Mystery Twins both smiled at each other.

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“Seriously, Pacifica, why’re you hanging out here so much lately?” Mabel asked her as they both sat in the living room, watching TV.
“I mean, don’t you have a big house on the other side of town?” Mabel asked her “I get that we’re friends now, but, just, well; why hang out here when you’ve got such a big house and a bunch of stuff?”
Pacifica continued filing her nails.
“I learned a lot when I was the town outcast, Mabel…” she answered nonchalantly.
Even though she said it in such a way, Mabel still felt a bit of pain at what had happened to her. Her eyes squinted at the memory, but she let Pacifica continue.
“You see; with my family, it’s just me, my mom, and my dad. No brother‘s, no sister’s and no other relatives.” Pacifica explained “and my mom and dad are barely around, always going off to high-class restaurants that don’t allow kids our age, and even going out of town on vacations without me.”
“So it’s usually just me in that big empty house all alone.” Pacifica added.
“I may have had a lot of ‘friends’ back when I was popular, but they only liked me for my parties and my stuff, not for me.”
Pacifica set her nail file down and looked around them.
“I look around at all you guys have, and while you have less than me in stuff, you have more than me in what you truly NEED.”
She set a hand over Mabel’s hand.
“I know it must still hurt” she said comfortingly “but at least you and your brother have each other and your uncle.”
She glanced out of the room, seeing Stan talk to some customers in the shop, trying to pass off another hoax. She then glanced into the kitchen, and saw Dipper and Soos blowing up hot-dogs in the micro-wave, laughing and seeming to be having a good time.
“But at least you all care about each other. My parents don’t even know I’m here right now, and they could care less.”
Pacifica put a hand to her face, laughing a bit sadly.
“I mean, really, sometimes they forget my NAME! That just shows how little they care…”
Mabel, feeling sad at realizing how much Pacifica had to live with, she couldn’t hold herself back; she hugged her tightly!
“Oh, I am SO sorry!” Mabel told Pacifica sadly, a few tears going down Mabel’s face “I didn’t know how much your life stank! How come you never told me?!”
Pacifica, understanding Mabel was just emotional, hugged her back and smiled.
“It’s fine, Mabel.” she said back “I’ve learned to live with it.”
“But you shouldn’t HAVE to!” Mabel told her, pulling back so they could look at each other “I mean, having parents that don’t care about you is even WORSE than not having any parents at all!”
Pacifica shook her head.
“That’s not up to you or to me to decide.” she said, keeping a cool head “I just have to roll with the blows, and I’ve had a lot since what happened to you two-”
“-And you both gone through a lot more than me!-” Pacifica interjected herself to Mabel.
“-so I‘ve learned to live and let live; my parents just don‘t care and that‘s the way it is.”
Mabel wiped a few tears away with her sweater sleeve.
“I still think it stinks…” Mabel said with a pout in her voice.
Pacifica shrugged again.
Mabel then smiled a bit in her silly way.
“I bet your parents would actually care if something really traumatic happened to you” Mabel told Pacifica.
Pacifica cocked her eye-brow, smirking a bit, knowing that Mabel was going to propose something silly.
“Oh, yeah, like what?” she asked.
Mabel’s silly smile got a little devious.
“Oh, maybe like…” she dragged on.
She threw her arms up “-a huge explosion tearing down the house down while you’re inside it!”
Mabel grabbed a ball of yarn she had been using to knit a scarf and threw it in the air.
“KA-BOOSH!” she yelled.
Pacifica couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, like that could ever even happen, Mabel!” Pacifica said, shoving her lightly.
Mabel laughed as well and shoved her back, knocking her onto her back.
“GAH!” Pacifica yelled out in surprise.
She tilted her head up and looked up at Mabel.
“You’re stronger than you look…” Pacifica said to her.
Mabel giggled.
“Don’t underestimate me!” she replied with a giddy smile.
“I don’t, anymore that is” Pacifica said, sitting up properly again.
A few minutes passed by of them watching TV when Pacifica just let out a snicker.
“Seriously though, Mabel, an explosion?” she asked, still in disbelief.
Mabel laughed again.
“I know, that was just weird, I don’t know WHAT I was thinking!” Mabel said, shrugging.
“As if you even could!” Pacifica joked.
“Watch it, Blondie!” Mabel shot back, pointing at Pacifica with a [fake] stern voice.
They both laughed aloud again, and then Mabel grabbed the remote to change the channel.

“So there’s a hidden pathway between the Mystery Shack and the Northwest household to get the book?” Robbie asked Bewarb, as he walked down the sidewalks downtown later the next day.
“I believe it is hidden where I cannot find it, but deep within a chamber underground beneath the Northwest house is where the book is.” Bewarb explained.
“So you want me to find the secret entrance?” Robbie asked him.
Bewarb nodded.
“But why do that when I could just tear down the Northwest’s place until I get to the underground chamber, huh?” Robbie asked him.
Bewarb didn’t even bat an eye.
“Collateral damage, really, no one will care” Bewarb said, taking the words straight from Robbie’s mouth before he said it.
Ready to go, Robbie immediately set off, but Bewarb caught up with him.
“But you may want to disguise yourself so no one will come after you.” Bewarb warned him “Neither you or I are at full power yet, so we must take haste with this.”
Robbie agreed and decided to disguise himself. He grabbed a different sweatshirt, which had the images of bones instead of his heart-shaped symbol. He also put his skull bandana, with the lower half of the skull covering the lower half of his face, thus covering his mouth, and, while in town, he grabbed a pair of sunglasses that he swiped from a clothing store. Luckily the store’s employees didn’t see him, but, who cares if they caught him? With his newfound strength, he could just knock the security guards back if they grabbed him, then blast a ghost flame, and escape with his newfound agility before the towns bumbling sheriff and his idiotic deputy showed up.
Robbie slipped on the sunglasses, his smirk hidden underneath the bandana.
“Let’s raise some hell…” he said, and set off.

At home, Pacifica was thinking of the conversation she and Mabel had the other day, and while she kept trying to think of it in a serious way, she couldn’t help but laugh every time she thought of Mabel’s comment.
“And explosion?” she wondered aloud “really, Mabel…”
But her laughter was cut short when she heard exactly what was on her mind; a loud noise, almost like thunder, was heard across the house. Obviously an explosion.
Not thinking that the rational thing to do was to stay away from the noise, Pacifica decided to check it out and see what it was.
At the entrance she saw that her front door was knocked down, and standing in the doorway was a tall, skinny figure, it’s face covered by a hood on it’s sweater, as well as a skull bandana over it’s mouth and sunglasses over it’s eyes.
“Knock-knock…” said a voice that apparently came from the tall figure.
If it was looking at her from under the sunglasses, she didn’t know. But when it’s head turned in her direction, she was reassured that it was.
“Nice place you got here…” it said to her in a teenage masculine voice, walking towards her.
Pacifica backed-up cautiously, not even caring if she bumped into anything.
“…to bad it’s gonna be reduced to ashes and rubble soon!” he said, and let out a dark laugh.
“Wh-wh-wh-what?!” Pacifica asked in bewilderment, as she backed-up into a table and knocked down one of her mother’s vases and shattering it into pieces.
“Yeah, turns out there’s something underneath this house that I need,” the teen said casually “so, if you’ll excuse me…”
The figure removed one of the gloves that it was wearing, and a flame erupted into his hand. But what was even scarier, besides the fact that he could wield a ball of pure fire in his hand, was that this fire was blue!
With that, he threw it, narrowly missing Pacifica, destroying the wall that separated her family‘s entry-way from the kitchen. But him missing her must’ve been on accident, as she felt he would have hit her with the fireball if he wanted to. Pacifica was horrified by this. Her parents would freak if they came back home without it being there. She had to stop him. But, being so afraid, she could only resort to begging and pleading for him to stop.
“Please, no!” Pacifica begged him “Whatever you want, I’ll get it for you!”
The teen ignored this as he continued blasting fire.
“Nope, I don’t think you can” he said to her “This thing I want is buried deep underneath the place, and I’m going to tear it down piece by piece to get it!”
He threw another blue fireball, blasting a hole that led to the entertainment center. Fizzing and crackling could be heard as a plumbing line broke and water and sludge leaked onto the electronics, making regular colored fire join the blue fire.
“Please, stop!” Pacifica said in fear.
A blue fire-ball the size of a marble was shot at her, narrowly missing her boot. The tiny fire stayed on the floor, but as Pacifica tried to stomp on it to put it out, it seemed to only get bigger and nearly burned her foot.
“AH!” Pacifica proclaimed in surprise as she jumped back.
“Kid, you’re lucky I’m feeling merciless today!” the teen said to her “I advise that you shut up and get out of here before I decide to not care anymore, and burn you down along with this entire place!”
He leapt over her at a height that nearly seemed to be inhumanly possible and grabbed her by the back of the collar of her designer sweater.
“Got me?” he asked her almost silently, his breath hot on the back of her neck.
Pacifica was so afraid that she couldn’t respond. So the teen holding her gave her a little initiative to talk. He stood up straight, bringing her off of her feet on the floor and holding a blue flame in front of her face.
“Got me?!” he asked angrily.
Pacifica gulped at the sight of the fire, feeling the heat from it as well as from the breath of the teen holding her collar.
“Y… yes…” she finally answered in fear.
The man let go of her sweater and she fell flat onto the floor.
“Good” he said and kicked her hard as she tried to get up, shaky with fear.
“Now, GET OUTTA HERE!” it shouted, igniting flames in both hands and blasting them to his sides, the whole entry-way being engulfed in blue fire.
Pacifica stood with shaky legs and ran out at top speed, being fueled by her terror. As she ran down the long pathway leading up to her house and down to the main streets of town, she saw that the automatic entry-way gate connected to the electric fence around her house was off of it’s hinges, seeming to be pulled clear off, as it was now in the street, bent and battered. The guard that was in charge of opening and closing the gate was knocked unconscious by the one now burning down her house. She inspected the guards post and reached underneath the control panel, pressing the 911 emergency button. It may not be able to do much, but at least the police would be able to get to her place and try to stop him. She doubted it, but it was all she could do.
She then ran through the broken down gate at top speed, wondering where to go. Immediately, something popped into her brain; The Mystery Shack. She ran off after this, not looking back even as she heard more and more thundering noises coming from the direction of her house.

“But Dipper, WHY don’t worms have buts?” Mabel asked her brother, as they played one of Stan’s retro-80’s video games on the TV in the living-room.
“Mabel, they do” Dipper told her, leaning to the side, trying to avoid the asteroids as he shot at the alien ships in the game.
“But both ends look the same!” Mabel told him, thinking about it to long that an asteroid hit her ship right when Dipper shot the last alien ship.
“OH!” Dipper proclaimed in a deep voice “Dipper wins again!”
Mabel rolled her eyes.
“Curse my curious brain!” Mabel said, hopping of the chair and kicking the rug. She knocked herself on the top of the head, regretting it a second later.
“Ow…” Mabel grumbled in mournful regret.
Dipper snickered.
“Okay Mabel, I know you’re silly, but I didn’t think you’d be dumb enough to hit yourself…” he said.
Mabel spun around on her heal and pointed at him.
“Watch it, broseph!” she threatened.
Their playful conversation about (truthfully) nothing was cut short at the sound of the front door suddenly being opened and slammed shut. Before they could check to see who it was, they saw Pacifica come running into the living room, her hair out of place instead of styled smooth like she always had it. Her clothes seemed dirty and wrinkled, as if she’d been in a fight, and she was gasping, out of breath, as if she’d just ran a marathon. She looked up at the twins with desperate eyes.
“Never… wanna run like that… again…” she said to them.
They could tell, though, that there was something else going on with her. The terror shown on her face pointed this out well enough.
After getting her to calm down enough, and letting her catch her breath, they had her sit down and tell them what was going on. With how desperate she seemed, though, she refused to sit down.
“You guys would never believe me if I told you, but my house is under siege by some maniac with crazy powers!” she told them “He tore the gate off of my family’s electric fence with his bare hands, he can jump with extreme agility, and he’s blasting blue fire everywhere!”
“He says that there’s something hidden underneath my house and he’s gonna get it by tearing it down to pieces!”
Not ones for disbelief after all they’d been through, they accepted what Pacifica told them.
“H-he’s gonna destroy my house to complete smithereens!” she said in realization “If I didn’t get out early enough, he would’ve killed me!”
Mabel’s eyes widened.
“Wait, Pacifica, were your parent’s home today?!” she asked in urgency.
Pacifica’s eyes widened as well.
“Uh… I-I-I DON’T REMEMBER!” she said, clutching her head.
She started breathing heavily and they realized she was hyperventilating. Dipper ran into the kitchen to get Pacifica a paper bag while Mabel tried to calm her down.

Soos was sweeping the kitchen when he saw Dipper run in a grab a paper bag from the top cabinet and rush back to the living room. He kept sweeping but made his way to the living room, seeing Dipper hand Pacifica Northwest the paper bag and he and Mabel had her breath into it.
“Just take deep breaths, calm down…” Dipper told her reassuringly, Mabel patting her on the back.
After a few deep breaths, Pacifica removed the paper bag and sighed. She closed her eyes, seeming to try and focus.
“Okay…” she said “if I remember correctly, they left today-”
She rolled her eyes.
“…As usual…” she said sadly, but then continued.
“-and they said they wouldn’t be back until later tonight.”
Unbeknownst to Pacifica, as she explained where her parents were to Mabel, Dipper was flipping through the pages in his ‘3’, hoping to find a reason on why someone would lay siege to the Northwest house. But nothing about it was in the cover-up, and when looking for a map of the town, nothing was involved on one of the secrets.
Soos set the broom against the doorway and walked in.
“Hey dudes, what’s goin’ on here?’ he asked them.
“Some freak is tearing down Pacifica’s house!” Mabel said in complete terror.
Dipper turned a few pages in his book.
“But what is the reason for it?” Dipper wondered aloud.
“I already told you, there’s something below my house that he wants and he says to get it that he has to tear down my house!” Pacifica told him, Mabel trying to keep him calm so she wouldn’t hyperventilate again.
Dipper nodded.
“But what is it that they want?” he wondered, flipping a few more pages, still unable to find anything.
“WHO CARES?!” Pacifica yelled “We have to stop him!”
Dipper snapped his head in her direction.
“Someone who has increased strength, agility, and can throw blue fireballs? We would be dead in a minute going up against someone like that” he told her.
He turned back to his book, flipping through the pages again.
“We need to find what he’s looking for and see if we can get to it before him. From there we can plan out what we‘re gonna do.”
At this moment is when Wendy came in.
“Hey guys, what’s going on?” she asked.
Everyone looked at her in curiosity. She would only get out from behind the gift shop counter if there was no customers and something caught her attention. So she explained herself.
“I heard Pacifica and Mabel screaming in here, and I’m wondering what the heck is going on all in here.”
Dipper took over for Mabel and Pacifica and, unlike his sister and Pacifica, he kept a cool head, as he still looked through his book.
“Some crazy guy is tearing Pacifica’s house apart because there’s something beneath it that he needs, and we’re trying to figure out what it is and what we should do.” he explained to Wendy.
He came to the last page of his book and found nothing.
“UGH!” he groaned, slamming it shut “I can’t find anything!”
He slipped it back into his vest. He began to pace up and down the room.
“Who do we know that would want to destroy Pacifica’s house if there was promise of something powerful beneath it?” he wondered aloud, everyone knowing he was basically asking them all.
“Maybe it was Gideon” Mabel offered.
Pacifica shook her head.
“That short little dude?” she asked Mabel.
Mabel nodded.
Pacifica shook her head again.
“Not a chance!” she told her friend “this guy was tall and skinny.”
“Maybe it was the Summerween Trickster!” Soos said out of nowhere.
This time Mabel shook her head.
“You ate him alive, remember Soos?” she reminded him.
“Oh yeah…” he said, nodding as he remembered.
“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Wendy asked them.
“Oh yeah, you were at your party!” Mabel said, falling off topic “Well, Dipper was faking that he was sick, when-”
Dipper knocked her hair from the back, making it cover her face.
“Stay on topic Mabel!” he told her, as Mabel kept trying to get her hair out of her mouth from having been talking when Dipper knocked her hair in front of her face.
Pacifica groaned.
“Who cares who it is that’s destroying my house?!” she nearly yelled “we have to stop him!”
“I already told you, Pacifica;” Dipper snapped “we can’t go up against someone with super strength, increased agility and who throws blue fire-balls, we’ll be killed!”
Wendy spoke up again.
“Look Dipper, I know that you’ve been up against some super-natural stuff since you and Mabel moved here, but maybe we should leave this up to the police” she told him.
Dipper looked at her and he could see the look in her eyes. Just like when his parents died, Wendy’s motherly side was showing again, and he could see the worry on her face.
“Hey, ain’t no super-natural force is to powerful for the mystery twins!” Soos tried to contradict Wendy.
Mabel had finally got her hair back behind her head and her face could be seen again.
“And like those idiot cops can do anything! Dipper and I could outsmart them no problem,” she informed Wendy and Soos “and if a girl who got straight C’s could outsmart 2 highly trained cops, obviously we could do a better job!”
“Of course, Dipper got straight A’s, but that’s besides the point” she added.
“How is that besides the point?” Dipper asked her “If I get straight A’s and you got straight C’s, shouldn’t that mean that I outsmarted them more?”
Dipper realized he was trailing off topic now, and he slapped himself.
“Look; we need to figure out who it is that’s trashing Pacifica’s place, what they’re after, and how to get it before they do.” he planned out, counting out each part of the plan on his fingers.
“And we don’t know any of those things!” Pacifica told him “So what’s your plan now, smart guy?!”
Mabel nudged her slightly.
“Don’t yell at my brother like that!” she snapped at her.
“Don’t you dare even touch me like that, Pines!” Pacifica snapped back, glaring.
“And what’re you gonna do, Northwest?!” Mabel asked, glaring back.
The whole room was now breaking out in a chaos of arguments and fighting. Mabel and Pacifica had begun shoving each-other, reliving a time of being enemies once more.
Dipper clutched his head in anger as this all went on. The anger boiled up inside him until he exploded!
“STOP!!!!” he yelled furiously.
At that, everyone froze in place. They froze so well that they didn’t blink or even move an inch. They were completely still. Dipper cocked his eye-brow in confusion as he looked around.
“Uh… I didn’t mean that completely literally, guys…” he told them all.
He walked around the room, but everyone stayed completely frozen, not moving. He waved his eyes in front of Pacifica, but she didn’t budge. He tugged on Wendy’s shirt, but there was no reaction. He even tried pinching Soos, but the big guy didn’t even flinch. They were all completely frozen, as if time had stopped.
Dipper looked at Stan’s VCR and saw that it was actually true! The normal 12:00 that was always shown, as Stan didn’t know how to program it, had stopped flashing and stayed solid. Time had stopped all together!
“This is weird…” Mabel said out of nowhere.
“GAH!” Dipper said in surprise, jumping back as he saw Mabel at his side.
He looked up from the floor at his twin sister.
“Mabel, how come you’re not frozen like everyone else?”
Mabel shrugged.
“I dunno…”
Dipper got back up and looked around the room.
“What is going on here?”
He pulled his book back out, but a new voice spoke up before he could open up.
“Maybe I could shed some light on the subject…” was said.
From thin air [not in a magical sense, but more of in an unworldly sense] appeared a tall, skinny figure, wearing a black tuxedo, like Stan’s, but instead of a bolo tie and fez, this figure wore a standard bow tie and a tall top hat that nearly touched the ceiling, as the figure was taller than anyone in the room. Also, the coat of the tuxedo wasn’t tucked in and had coat tails instead.
But the biggest difference was that this figure had a pyramid for a head with one gigantic eyeball seeming to be painted right onto the front of it. He had no mouth, but the voice they were hearing seemed to be coming right from him.
“Greetings Dipper Pines and Mabel Pines” it said to them, taking off it’s hat and bowing, the eye closing as it did.
When the eye re-opened, the iris changed from red to green.
They stared at this man in disbelief.
“Wha-” Mabel nearly said, but Dipper stopped her.
He knew Mabel was gonna ask what the man in the room was, but he believed this to be rude, and stopped her to ask a more polite question.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The figure looked down upon them.
“I am the secret guardian of Gravity Falls” he replied “you may have noticed my ‘eyes’ around town.”
He waved his hand a small cloud appeared next to him, and on this cloud there were images being projected. These were images of what the man’s head was; a pyramid with an eye on it. There were ones that were seen in the Mystery Shack, even on the shape of the windows, as well as the negative twelve dollar bill Dipper was given by Quentin Trembley, and even the image in Dipper’s book, but this one had tiny legs and feet attached to it instead of a fully body, but still wore a top hat.
“Through these seemingly odd, but also fake-looking, images, I keep an eye on Gravity Falls, an area of land my counterpart and I created to help supernatural creatures hide when they were nearly hunted to extinction.”
He closed his eye and shook his pyramid head.
“Unfortunately, we were still rusty with our powers, and other objects gifted with magical properties, as well as essences of magical properties had dropped within the land surrounding the woods and we were unable to remove them.”
Again, images were projected on the cloud, as he opened his eye, the color of the iris now changing to blue. Images shown on the cloud were stuff Dipper and Mabel had experienced; such as the height altering crystals, a flashing image of the Fight Fighters game being set up in the arcade, Gideon’s Amulet, Stan’s copy machine, Quentin Trembley’s Presidents key, the living wax statues, and the Summerween Trickster.
“Objects that came within contact of magical properties are unable to be removed unless destroyed.”
An image of Mabel destroying Gideon’s amulet was shown on the cloud.
“Ah, but I am getting off topic” the man said, shaking his pyramid head again.
“You are both wondering what has happened and why someone is destroying your young friend’s home.” he brought back up, indicating towards Pacifica, still frozen.
Both Dipper and Mabel nodded slowly.
The man nodded back, and began to pace up and down the room.
“You see” he brought up “long ago, after my counterpart and I created this land, he believed that humans were a corruption upon it, as they reduced the forest to erect this town.”
“He wanted to lead all the magical creatures into a slaughtering rampage against the humans, but I told him that it was not necessary. We were not the creature’s leaders, just their protectors. And as their protectors, I used a portion of my powers to elongate the forest as well as reduce the need to chop down the trees to be used for homes and such.”
“My counterpart did not believe that to be enough, though, and decided to take matters into his own hands.”
“Unfortunately, though, from casting himself from our astral-dimension into this one, he lost many of his powers, but still kept so much that he would be unstoppable.”
“When the creatures refused to join him, he went mad, and decided to use his power to not only destroy the town, but the forest as well, and he would slaughter both the humans and the creatures, and would remake them in his own twisted image.”
“But while many magical creatures attempted to stop him and failed, one human male was able to stop him…”
He waved his hand over the cloud and another image was shown. And image of…
“Your father…” he said to the twins.
Their jaws dropped in amazement. On the cloud was their father fighting against a dark figure, a sword in his hand. When their father was knocked down and the sword broken, as he looked to be defeated though, he took out a glowing dagger and stabbed the figure. It shriveled up and faded away.
“Being the merciful man he was, though, your father did not truly kill my old counterpart, but simply weakened him into a spiritual like state. His powers were spread amongst three objects.”
He waved his hand over the cloud and on it was an image of three books. Each book looking exactly like Dipper’s ‘3’, the only difference being that the other two had the numbers before three upon them.
“I managed to use the limited power I can use to disrupt this dimension enough so that he can not have the ‘3’ until he has the previous two, but if he does happen to have the previous two, I am powerless to stop him if he gets his hands on ‘3’.”
He shook his head again, closing his eye once more. When it opened again, the iris then changed to purple.
“What I am both tasking you with is to go, go and stop him before he gets to ‘1’. He already has gotten ‘2’ from Gideon Gleeful.”
Both Dipper and Mabel glared at hearing this.
“And he is now after ‘1’, which is hidden deep underground below the Northwest house.” the man told them “Fortunately, with his even more limited power, he cannot get to it himself, but has tasked someone else to doing his work for him.”
“Robert V.”
Mabel was shocked at this and Dipper glared.
“He has sensed his animosity for Dipper, and being connected to your father through the bloodline, Bewarb, my old counterpart, allied himself with him and gifted Robert with a bit of power.”
“By getting ‘2’ from Gideon, he has also gotten more power. He is now using this power to tear apart the Northwest house to get to the chamber that ‘1’ is in.”
“But I know of another way that you both may have a chance to get the upper-hand upon him!”
He waved his hand one last time over the cloud. On it was the Grunkle Stan near one of the soda machines in the lobby. He pressed a few buttons on the machine, but then it moved, revealing a doorway! He walked in, checking behind him before going in, and then closing the machine behind him. But it didn’t stop there. It then showed him going down a series of steps and then coming across a safe. He opened it and then put in money.
“Your great Uncle Stanford simply uses this secret entrance below this… ‘Mystery Shack’…”
The man indicated by stretching his arms out and looking from side to side. He then looked back at Dipper and Mabel.
“…to keep his safe, wherein he keeps money and documents that are important to him. But he is unaware of a secret passageway below it!”
He waved his hand and the cloud disappeared. He knelt down and looked them in the eyes with his one eye.
“Down there, you will find an image of the book ‘3’s label. Place the ‘3’ over it and the entrance to the passageway will open. Go through there as fast as you can and you will find the chamber where ‘1’ is. Get it, and you will win the day!”
He looked around their room at everyone, still frozen.
“Let your friends know this as well. They are intertwined within this issue with you both. It is up to the five of you.”
Mabel and Dipper both nodded, understanding.
“Thanks, Mr. Pyramid” Mabel said.
Dipper turned his head sharply in her direction.
“Mabel!” he said through gritted teeth.
The man, Mr. Pyramid, lightly laughed though.
“No, it is OK, Roderick. I don’t exactly have a name as no one can define me by anything. If that is what your sister, or anyone, wants to call me, then; by all means, do!”
“Now; make haste and begin your quest before time runs out!”
Dipper glanced at the VCR again.
“Um… time won’t run out; it’s still frozen” He reminded Mr. Pyramid.
Mr. Pyramid realized this as well.
“Oh, but of course!”
He snapped his fingers, and disappeared. At the same moment, though, the exact argument that had been going on, was still continuing. Mabel and Dipper were both back in the exact spots they were and Dipper’s arms were in the air, as he had thrown then in the air when he shouted ‘stop!’ earlier.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and all looked at him.
“We have a plan…” Dipper said calmly, eying Mabel, and the Mystery Twins both smiled at each other.