Summerween Stomach Ache.(A STUFFING/VORE (kinda...) STORY AND GRAVITY FALLS FANFIC LIES AHEAD.)More Like This
“And so then Soos ate the Trickster alive while it cried out in joy. But obviously we realized people would keep throwing out Loser Candy and it’d started all over again, so before Soos finished him off we made an agreement for him to take care of this each year. But of course Stan’s got him handing out fliers all night, so he’s not going to be able to make it. That’s why we need your help to quell the Trickster for another year!” Dipper paused as he finished explaining the true events of last year’s Summerween to Wendy. It was only now he realized how incredibly insane it all sounded aloud.
Needless to say, Wendy gave him a good glare. “…okay.”
“…what, really? You believe me? Why would you believe something that sounds so stupid?”
“I saw Nate turn into a hot dog. Candy Monsters aren’t too much of a stretch.”
Twin Sense It was common knowledge to the residents of Gravity Falls, Oregon and indeed to most of the world that twins had a sixth sense; this sense was undefinable, undeniable, and could manifest in various forms. Dipper and Mabel Pines were no exception; each twin possessed, somewhere deep within their minds, a tiny instinct that alerted them to the condition of their other half. Their parents had at first exchanged bemused glances when one of their children had insisted that they knew what the other was doing; those glances had changed to amazement when one day Mabel had insisted that they rush home from dance practice because Dipper had an “ouch” only to discover their son icing a badly sprained ankle.More Like This
It was hard to tell when that tiny sense developed within the siblings; Dipper was convinced that they had been born with it already fully formed, but Mabel insisted that it had developed when they had first set eyes on one another as babies and had strengthened
Twins Mabel was Dipper’s twin.More Like This
Simple enough, right?
Dipper had always been somewhat of an unconventional child. He loved nothing more than to curl up with a good book while other boys his age were out playing sports; he loved mysteries where others liked action, he loved planning and lists while others procrastinated. Dipper was blessed, or cursed, with an overactive mind. While he caught on to ideas twice as fast as children his age, his ever churning brain gave rise to insomnia, and he tended to fixate on things that were beyond his control.
Mabel was the opposite. Her mind flitted from subject to subject faster than anyone else could seem to comprehend; she was attracted to shiny things with magpie-ish intensity, and she was as silly as her Dipper was serious. Where Dipper was reserved, Mabel raced ahead; where Dipper was timid, she was bold. Things that were beyond her scope were brushed aside as unimportant, and the world to her was a frien
Gravity Falls 9: Three Minutes Dipper took a shaky breath. 3 minutes. If nothing happened, he would be dead in 3 minutes. At least help had arrived….there was still a chance. The countdown echoed in his head…More Like This
The ambulance probably had woken the entire town of Gravity Falls, but most of the inhabitants rolled over and covered their ears, and some poked their heads out of the windows to see if they could figure out where it was going. Only one person got up and dressed in a hurry. Wendy threw a jacket on over her outfit and slipped on her boots. She made hardly a sound as she made her way to the door, not like her family could hear her over their own thunderous snoring. Quietly, she slipped outside and yanked her younger brother's bike onto the road and peddled out into the night.
Wendy hoped she was wrong, but she was almost certain she knew exactly where that ambulance was going.
"Mr. Stan Pines?"