[ DISCONTINUED ]Yours Truly, Cipher. || Gravity Falls × Reader

Chapter 3: Family Fun Day...yay.

"Family Fun Day, Genius!" 

You walked downstairs, a book-for once- no longer in your arms as you walked downstairs, grabbing a plate for some pancakes.

The twins were having a..syrup..race-? You questioned them sometines. Not how weird they were as humans, but what they do in the city. And how they came up with "syrup races".

Mabel won the syrup race, but she ended up coughing after. That's why I never do that with syrup. And why I don't trust that brand. You thought to yourself as you sat down at the table, across from Dipper. He started reading a magazine, and you stared at the back, which read Child Psychic on the top, with a kid with tall hair(which the title was written on/in) squishing his cheeks in front of one of those psychic balls. On the bottom it read, Only in Gravity Falls.

You mentally shrugged it off as you started eating some pancakes. That is, until Dipper pointed out a page in his magazine. It was a monster photo contest. Scaroest thing for a $500 dollar reward. You looked at this twins, before going back to your panckaes, listening to the twins as they talked about the contest.

A few minutes later, Grunkle Stan walked in, saying a small, "Good morning, Knuckleheads."

"Mornin, Staniel." You mumbled, a small mischevious smile appearing on your face. Luckily, Stan didn't hear you, so you were saved. You took another bite from your pancake.

"You know what day it is?" Stan asked.

"Um...happy anniversary..?" Dipper guessed.

"Happy National Great Uncle's Day-?" You guessed.

"Mazel Tov-!" Mabel exclaimed.

"It's family fun day, genius!" Stan exclaimed. Family fun day...yay. You thought to yourself. You hated it when Stan did this. "We're cuttin off work and havin one of those, ya know, bonding type deals." Stan said, opening the milk from the fridge halfway through his sentence.

"Grunkle Stan, is this gonna be anything like our last family bonding day?" Dipper asked. You chuckled. Of course he made them paint dollar bills. You thought. You were able to escape that by saying you were going out with friends. When really you went to the woods and talked to your father yet again.

"Oh." Mabel shivered. "That county jail was so cold." She added.

"Alright, maybe I haven't been the best summer caretaker." Stan said, wrapping his arms around the twins as he walked over to them. "But I swear, today we're gonna have some real fun." He said, looking from Mabel to Dipper, before looking at me and saying, "You're not excused from this ins, [Y/n]." You sighed softly, finishing your pancake. "Now. Who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?" He said. You stayed silent as the twins threw their arms up as they exclaimed, "Yay!"

You were now all in the car, you and the twins wearing blindfolds. You knew Stan wouldn't put one on. You muffled out all noises by focusing on your mind, rather than everything around you. And you could tell it was only a few minutes later until you arrived at your destination.

"Alright. Open em up." Stan said. You and the twins removed the blindfolds, only to see Stan holding fishing rods, standing in front of the lake. "Ta-da! It's fishing season!"

"Fishing?" Mabel questioned.

"What are you playing at, old man?" Dipper asked. You stayed silent, crossing your arms.

"You're gonna love it! The whole town's out here!" Stan exclaimed, throwing his arms up as he faced the lake, which, he wasn't entirely wrong. The townspeople were there, just, not all of them. Families were bonding, though. "That's some quality family bonding." He said. You exchanged looks with Dipper, before looking back at Stan.

"Uncle Stan, why do you wanna bond with us all of a sudden?" Dipper asked, crossing his arms.

"Come on, this is gonna be great!" Stan exclaimed, walking to the three of you. "I've never had foshing buddies before. The guys from the lodge won't go with me. They don't like or trust me." Stam said, air quoting most of the last sentence.

"I think he actually wants to fish with us." Mabel said, looking at you, then Dipper.

"Hey, I know what'll cheer your sad sacks up. "Pow! Pines twins fishin hats!" Stan exclaimed, slapping sime hand-stitched hats on Dipper and Mabel's heads. They were clearly messy, given on how the letters were sown on both hats for the twins. "Now, that- that's hand-stitching, ya know." Stan said. "It's just gonna be you, me and those goofy hats on a boat for ten hours!"

"Ten hours?" Dipper asked, almost like he had read your mind.

"I brought the joke book!" Stan cooed, pulling out his uncle-approved joke book. You wailed internally. The joke book seriously sucked.

"No. No!" Dipper exclaimed.

"There has to be a way out of this.." You and Mabel muttered. The three of you looked up when you heard a man's voice yell, "I seen it! I seen it again!"

"Hoo hoo hoo! The Gravity Falls gobblewonker! Come quick before it scramdoddles away!" The man said, who you were soon able to identify as OMM, or Old Man McGucket. He soon started yipping as je did a dance and other crazy old man stuff.

"Aw! He's doing a happy jig!" Mabel said as the three of you wzlked towards him.

"No! It's a jig of grave danger-!" McGucket exclaimed, grabbing Mabel's shoulders.

"Hey! Hey! Now what did i tell you about scaring my customers?!" A ranger yelled, holding a spray bottle as he sprayed some wayer at McGucket, who was clearly scared of it. "This is your kast warning, Dad!" The ranger yelled.

"But I got proof this time, by gummity!" McGucket exclaimed. He went to the edge of the small dock thing and at the edge, there was a broken boat. "Behold!" McGucket exclaimed, pointing at the broken boat. "It's the gobbeldywonker what done it!" He exclaimed, looking at the crowd. The police were on a boat on the water behind McGucket. "It had a long neck like a ger-raffe, and wrinkly skin like.." McGucket trailed off, lokimg around before pointing at Stan and exclaiming, "Like this gentleman right here!"

"Huh?" Stan said.