⚠️「Cipher's Son || Gravity Falls」⚠️

⚠️The Legend of the Gobblewonker⚠️

⚠️{[N]'s POV}

I was sitting with Pine Tree and Mabs at the table during breakfast. Ready to experience an entertaining moment to start the morning off.

"Are you ready for the ultimate challenge...?" Mabs gives a readied stare to her brother and I.

"I'm always ready!" Pine Tree asserts.

"Then you know what this means!" Mabs smiled gleefully.

"Syrup race!" We all yelled in unison. We tilt our syrup bottles back and the syrup slowly starts to drip into our mouths. "Ahhh!"

"Go, Sir Surup!" Mabel cheered.

"Go, Mountie Man!" Dipper encouraged.

"Go! Drizzle Grease! Go!" I demanded.

"Almost... almost..." Mabs taps the bottom of her bottle and the syrup drips onto her tongue. "Yes! [cough] I won! [cough]" she happily shouted. "Ughh! No fair!" I whined and she just giggles. I then spot Pine Tree pick up and read a newspaper.

"Ho ho, no way! Hey guys, check this out." I quickly run over to Dipper with Shooting star as we both look at ad in newspaper.

⚠️{No one's POV}⚠️

[N] tilts his head with a raised brow. "Human-sized hamster balls...?" Mabel then gasps, shouting, "I'm human-sized!"

"No, no guys. This..." Dipper points to a monster photo contest ad. "We see weirder stuff than that every day! We didn't get any photos of those gnomes, did we...?"

"Nope, just memories. And this beard hair..." Mabel replied while pulling out a tuft of said hair. "...and this GNOME hand..." [N] said while it got out of his grasp and crawled under his beanie.

"Ah! What the—!" Dipper shrieked and gagged. "Why did you guys save those...?"

"Trophies as proof as our defeat over the enemies!" [n] responds triumphantly. Mabel jumps in with adding, "it's also great scrapbooking material."

Stan then saunters into the kitchen, a scheming grin on his face. "Good morning, knuckleheads. You know what day it is...?"

"Um... Happy anniversary...?" Dipper guesses.

"Mazel tov!" Mabel answers.

"The day of the apocalypse!" [N] shouts.

Stan is quick to hit Dipper's head with a rolled up newspaper. "It's Family Fun Day, genius!" He walks over to the fridge and gets out some milk.

"We're cuttin' off work and having one of those, you know..." Stan trials off as he sniffs the milk. "...bonding-type deals..."

"Grunkle Stan, is this gonna be anything like our last bonding day...?" Dipper asks with a brow raised in skepticism.