Gravity Falls REBORN

Make Gravity Falls Great Again

The morning starts normal enough; the occasional squeal from the sister, and the occasional sigh from the brother. So Mabel comes barreling into our room at nine in the morning, which is pretty normal, but what's not normal is that she's carrying a pair of slippers and a carton of milk. She doesn't see that I'm awake and watching her, so I carry on spying. Dipper is sound asleep in the next bed over, so she plops down onto the wood floor near the now closed door and opens the milk.

Next thing I knew, milk was leaking all over the ground and being soaked up by said slippers. 'Ah, Stanchurian Candidate...so this is how his slippers are full of milk... Now I'm gonna find out why.'

I clear my throat, startling the brunette as her head shoots up and stares into my eyes. "Why?" is all I ask.

"I needed something to carry milk in!" Before I can ask her why not the carton she poured it out of, Mabel darts off and slams the door shut in her hasty exit. 

"Huh-wha-where?!" I turn to my right to see a boy sitting up in his bed, frantically looking every which way.

"You okay?" I ask, stifling a laugh.

He settles when he sees me and takes a deep breath, "Y-yeah, what was that loud noise, though?"

"Mabel slammed the door shut." Yawning, I cover myself up with my warm blankets.

"Huh...okay, well- oh no, what time is it!?" Dipper shoots out of his bed, causing me to sit up quickly, my stomach feeling anxious already.

"Like-nine something!? I dunno!" I shout at him, annoyed that he interrupted me for something so trivial.

"Aw man, I gotta go!" I don't get to ask him why before the door slams shut once again.

I groan and fall back onto my pillows.

~~Time Skip brought to you by: Dipper's planetarium suit for Soos!~~

I finally get the motivation to get out of bed, dressing in my normal clothes, and walk down stairs to see Stan entering the front door, donning only his robe and a pair of soggy slippers. "Uhh.." I try not to breathe in his radius.

"Light bulb burned out in the kitchen..." Stan grumbled in response.

'Oh man, I wanna save him from heartbreak of being one-upped by his brother, think!'  "Wait!" I startle the old man, "Uh, lemme do it! You might...hurt yourself..."

"Meh, okay." He doesn't put up a fight, I'm assuming because how tired he is by the look of him, and tosses me the box. I just barely catch it without dropping it and he salutes me then takes his scuffling leave.

I move my way to the kitchen and when I enter, Soos, Dipper, Mabel, and Ford are all standing around as the latter just finishes putting in a new bulb.

"And... we're... done!" Stan's twin excites as the room illuminates.

I awkwardly stand there as the rest cheer. "Does anyone see this? This is what a hero looks like right here." Mabel smiles obliviously.

"Hey!" 'Wait that's not my voice.' I put a hand to my open mouth. I turn around to see Stan standing there, irritated. "I thought we were out of light bulbs." 

'Well my plan backfired...' I slouch in disappointment.

"Oh we were, so I invented my own! It will last a thousand years and the light it emits makes your skin softer," Ford says, beaming with pride. Everyone, including me, rubs their wrists and 'Oohs' at the softness. "Anyway, where were you?" I face-palm at everyone's obliviousness.

Stan takes the box of bulbs out of my hands, drops them in the trash, then leaves the room without saying another word. I give the twins a disapproving glance before following after Stan. I find him in the living room, only steps away, in his yellow chair, mumbling and turning on the news.