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Journal One
The Journey Begins

A lantern's soft glow danced across the simple wooden table which was currently acting in lieu of a desk since the chaotic mess dashed across its surface required more space than the usual desk could accomplish. The most noticeable item while appearing rather plain was obviously handled with great care as it sitting in the cleanest area, everything else hazardly brushed aside to make room for the book resting open to blank pages. It easily captured the eye, drawing attention while seemingly tempting one to give into curiosity to check and see if it held any secrets beyond what was in sight. Darkness suddenly consumed the area, a mysterious shadow casting against the dimly lit walls, eerily shifting with each flickering movement from the flame even though the figure had not. The sound of footsteps starting to pace echoed loudly in the silence of the room, the shadow moving to follow the same pattern as the figure within.

Gentle mumbles joined in with the symphony of steps, soon being followed by the aggressive clicking of a pen which pointed to the sign that the occupant was clearly focused and trying to work through a problem. It continued on this way for several more minutes before the noises stopped, as if finally struck by inspiration. The steps strode forward with confidence, the table chair scraping against the wooden floor in protest at the harsh treatment of being yanked back so the person could sit. The scratching of ink on paper took over as the lone person wrote in a fever. It would be many hours before they resurfaced from their work, the call to document all their findings and memories of the past gripping them in its hold.

This journal is to document the oddities of the geographical location known as Gravity Falls, Oregon.

Inside will contain some of the collective knowledge that was once lost from the previous journals but with some minor variations and removed pages to counter any mistakes from the past. Knowledge can be dangerous if placed in the wrong hands and taking the temptation out of the equation was the best agreed upon solution when recreating this very journal and the other ones that are in production.

That aside, I am not the first to explore the mystery that is this strange town and I doubt I will be the last since this place has always been full of secrets that lie in shadows. There is always a new discovery to be made, a new item of power to grasp for, and new information to be learned about creatures I long thought were thoroughly investigated to the point where no more further studying required. It’s hard to believe how long it has been since the day I first found the previous journal #3 and the chaos of that same Summer which led to many more filled with paranormal mysteries. I still fear that someday everything will go crumbling into madness once again but with each passing year of silence, it has slowly become just a memory of the past. I can only hope that the warnings added into this journal will help to assist should the need ever arise. To the finder of this journal, I implore you to be careful who you trust and to use the knowledge I have gathered wisely and at your own discretion.

This place is a vast expanse of wonder that will bring never ending opportunities for those that have an affection for the bizarre and unnatural but not all creatures are friendly. Not everything is what it seems. The past will be hidden and with some hope, it won’t be necessary to uncover it. Take care, dear reader, and let your own journey begin….

She lay awake, staring at the attic ceiling while listening to the atmosphere that was the early morning woods. The shuffling noise downstairs cued her in that her father had returned home safe and sound, currently preparing for bed and some well deserved rest after such a long shift. It wasn’t the first time she had woken at an ungodly hour, the sun barely starting to rise and peak through the window above. If she were to tilt her head to glance out of it, she would find a hue of lavender, slowly fading into the twinkling night that had yet to refuse to dissipate. She waited a few more minutes, making sure that the shack returned to silence before pushing herself out of bed, quietly trading in her pajamas for some jean shorts and a mint green t-shirt.

Carefully, she worked to avoid squeaky boards as she made her way down the first flight of stairs so she could brush her teeth and hair. It was nerve wracking that she might accidentally wake one of the other occupants as she didn’t want to be rude but also because she would likely be rejected in her request to venture out alone. Once finished, she moved down to the bottom floor until she successfully reached her destination, the kitchen. Snagging a pen, she quickly scribbled down a note for her brother and dad though more so for the former than the latter.

𝐻𝑒𝓎, 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝑜𝒹𝓈. 𝐿𝑒𝓉’𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒻𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓈𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒! - 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶

She looked it over with a smile and a quick nod before pulling the brightly colored sticky note from the rest of the stack and sticking it on the fridge door. She easily snuck out the back door and was greeted by the morning air. Amelia took a deep breath, taking a moment in the sight of the sunrise and enjoying the rustling of the forest as the creatures of the night set themselves to rest and the creatures of the dawn started their day by foraging. She took a seat on the outside couch which graced their porch and that had pretty much seen better days while she pulled on her boots, lacing them up. After the task was completed, she walked into the forest without a single ounce of fear and finally feeling in her element. It should have spooked her but she felt more at home there than most places. It could be because her brother and her wandered around it so often looking for anomalies or the strange but who really knows.

Hours passed by in what seemed like meer moments, the sun beating down and shining filtered light through the leaves of the forest trees. A gentle breeze made the hot weather a little more bearable and provided a soft rustling that was pleasant to the ear as it joined the other noises of nature as if creating music just for her. She found herself at peace, feeling delightfully happy at the mornings events despite having her muscles ache in a slightly unpleasantly way at the abuse of walking for hours. She was working to maneuver her little stroll back out of the forest and head to Greasy’s Diner where she had promised to meet with her brother, Jack. Sure, it would have been faster to just turn around and head home so they could drive there together in one of the golf carts or waited until someone else could take them but honestly, she liked this time to herself now and then. It was better than sitting and waiting in the living room for him to emerge and on the plus side this was a great way to get out of any chores for the gift shop that could so easily be handled later or by one of the other part timers but that wasn’t something she was going to ever admit.

Either way, she knew it was about time to make her exit and head for some food if the sun's position meant anything at all. It was as if her stomach heard that very thought as it growled a bit as if reminding her of its protest at having to wait. Amelia’s shoulders shook at her silent chuckle and with that she picked up her pace, popping out of the tree line. She blinked softly, raising an arm to block the sun and see where she had ended up this time. It took a moment of looking to realize that it was near the local bus stop. She let her arm down, her eyes now adjusted to the full light and reached to pull her phone out of her pocket to read the time but sadly was only greeted by a blank screen, the device dead as a doornail. A small pout reached her lips at the discovery but there was no use crying over spilled milk and so she shoved the phone back in her pocket.

Amelia had planned to make her way across the road when she noticed the rumbling of the bus engine as it rolled up and even if she didn’t, the distinct squeak of the breaks would have given it away. She decided to wait till the bus passed before heading across, not wanting to get in the way but also because the driver wasn’t really rainbows and sunshine. Honestly, she wouldn’t put it past him to forget to not run someone over and thus she found herself waiting for the passengers to disembark.

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"A new place, a new mystery!"

The bus came to a halt in front of what seemed to be nothing more than a regular bus stop; Motor of the machine humming as it stayed in place, the doors slowly opening so disembarks could begin. One boy had already jumped out of his seat, with two bags in tow; One in each hand, stumbling a bit as they were quite heavy, filled with supplies for his stay. It wasn't at all clear what was inside them, but one of them did have some papers sticking out; He brought plenty of writing materials so he could keep track of his entire trip! He'd document anything interesting, and keep it for future use / or just a fond memory. He was going to enjoy this trip one way or another!

"Well, it has been 'fun'.'' The driver spoke, as Ludwig approached the front of the bus to exit. Ludwig stared at the driver for a moment, face slightly scrunched as he was still upset about the fake food. "You know, I'm surprised you don't have more complaints considering the cashews." Ludwig voiced his complaint and was met by the driver's head slowly turning. His glare turned quite nasty, seeming to be wanting to resume the drive sooner rather than later. "Giddoff my bus."

"I was just leaving-- ACK!

Ludwig found himself punted out of the bus, flipping forward with his bags hitting the ground before him, followed by him landing on top of them: Only to spring off of his own luggage and plant face-first into the pavement. Picking himself up off the ground, he was quick to dust himself off; An itch in his hair telling him where his companion had gone. "I'm alright, Moe." He assured the squirrel, glancing up as she glared back at the bus, irritated and blowing raspberries to spite the driver.

"We can be upset later, we've got to go." He urged, reaching up and giving his loyal pet a quick scratch before picking up his bags. Maybe it was the pain from impacting with the ground but Ludwig felt like he had bigger problems than the bus and some cashews at this point. Now, where was a motel around here? This bus stop didn't have pamphlets around, either: He had no idea how people were supposed to tour with no idea of what was around. He decided to cope with this by declaring this his first mystery. Nothing better to do than to look around, and maybe find a local to converse with.

This was far from his first attempt at gathering information, and what he was trying to figure out now was much simpler than anything that he was usually asking around about. Unless there wasn't actually a place he could stay here, in which he'd feel pretty stuck. That was just him being a worry-wart though, as that outcome made no sense! He put a smile on his face, and truly began his search.

Glancing about, he managed to catch view of someone: A blonde girl, green shirt. Seemed good enough to him; If she wasn't a local, at least she had gotten here before him. She'd have to have more knowledge of the area than he did by default. That's just pure logistics, right? Maybe her phone was working at least, so she could pull up a map. That reminded him, he needed to check if that fall cracked his phone... Things for later.

He hushed his squirrel companion, who hid itself inside his floofy hair before he spoke up to get the blonde girl’s attention.

"'Scuse me, miss?"

Amelia Price & Ludwig Blanchard

Collaboration | Bus Stop/Greasy’s Diner

A gentle voice snagged her attention and had her turning to the source which revealed a guy around her age with a floofy mop of chocolate brown hair and dark eyes. She tucked some hair behind her ear nervously as she took a quick glance around, slightly hoping by some chance there was another person she had missed in the area but it seemed he was indeed talking to her. Amelia felt herself give an awkward soft smile, trying to figure out how to tell the guy in front of her that she couldn’t answer. She had dumbly left her notebook at home, her phone was dead, and Greasy’s usually had most of her orders on lock or it was easy for her to point so in a normal day those other problems wouldn’t be an issue. She had not been prepared for an obvious tourist, if the baggage was anything to go by, needing help from her.

It would be a long shot if he actually ended up knowing sign language and while she had a pen with her, no paper kind of made it a problem. ’I wonder if he has any paper on him but how am I supposed to ask? I don’t want to sound rude.’, she thought to herself nervously and tried not to bite her lip. She tilted her head a bit in question and moved one of her hands on top of the other like she was writing, trying to find a simple way to explain or ask if he had something to write on. It probably just looked ridiculous but if she started signing it might look just as strange. This was her own fault though for not thinking about all the possibilities this morning could bring before sneaking out of the house. She might have even forgotten to bring a pen if it wasn’t for the message she left on the fridge which would have been even more problematic.

The boy wasn't particularly good at charades, to be honest. His head tilted to the side, staring at what she was doing with a slight amount of confusion, but it was something he could definitely put together. Her palm was paper, and her finger was like a pen, right? Did she need something to write with? Her silence kept him focused and he had to wonder what was going on. Was she a mime? Did she take a vow of silence? That is absolutely not what is going on. He thought to himself, bags ending up on the ground as he felt he'd be here for a minute, especially if she needed something in return. "You, um... Need something to write on? Or with?" He questioned, wanting to help if he could.

Amelia was relieved that her gesture had made enough sense to decipher or at least partially. It was a valid question as it could be either of the items needed but luckily this was an easier question to answer compared to the last. A bright grin lit onto her features as she fished into her pocket and produced with a dramatic flare an ordinary pen as if it was something marvelous to behold before giving it a click. She blamed the Mystery Shack gig for her animated expressions but at least it helped to get points across without a need for words or sign language if the person didn’t know how and in the situation without paper just like this moment. Her smile toned down a bit before giving a weak thumbs up, asking in her own way if he understood her.

"Oh, yeah! Just a second, I've got something." Ludwig was quick to flip one of his cases flat on the ground to pop it open, rummaging through a few things, such as a book called "Garbage Gophers And You", a spare set of glasses that he thankfully didn't need yet, and a small blanket for Moe before pulling out one of his spare notepads. He slammed his luggage shut again, before standing and offering it to the girl without hesitation. "Here ya go! You can just keep it, by the way. I have plenty of them crammed in my bags." He stated kindly, offering a nervous smile that was wide enough to put his tooth gap into view. He figured he should have left her an extra pen as well, but he was already holding it out, so that would've felt awkward to retract his hand. If she needed one, he had plenty in his jacket pockets! It'd be fine, right?

She gave a quick nod, gently taking the notepad that was being offered to her. She flipped open the cover, quickly working to write down a message so that she could explain the situation and ask what he needed help with.

𝐼’𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝓀𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊! 𝐼’𝓂 𝓂𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓅𝒶𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹. 𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽?

The boy's eyes read the note quickly, and he slightly deflated due to what was said. Mute? Oh, man. Ludwig couldn't imagine what that was like. The mime thought from earlier kind of pinged him with guilt now, though she'd never know about it. He wanted to approach this as kindly as possible now, trying to watch his ground as to not upset her at all. If he hadn't already done something. "Oh, it wasn't awkward at all, no worries! I'm sorry I didn't realize it, Amelia." He attempted to calm any concerns, which were mostly his own, before continuing. "I'm Ludwig! It's a pleasure to meet you! I approached you because I just arrived for the summer, but my phone service is out and there weren't really any guides on the bus. Do you happen to know where a motel, or something is?" His question was followed by a nearly beastly growl from his stomach, causing him to wince. "Maybe uh, food too? I am starving after that bus ride."

She waved her arms soft while shaking her head as he tried to apologize about not realizing. It wasn’t like she was gonna blame him when he had no way of knowing. Instead, she just smiled brightly and thought about shaking his hand in greeting but decided it was better not to do so for the time being and started to scrawl a message to reply to Ludwig’s question. She only paused for a moment when his stomach growled in the same complaining manner hers had earlier which was followed by another question she would happily answer along with the one she was currently working to reply to.

𝒩𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝒾𝓏𝑒, 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓂 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒. 𝐼𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓊𝓁𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹.

𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓌𝒶𝓎, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝓎. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓋𝒶𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓈𝑜 𝒾𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃’𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓃𝒶𝑔 𝒶 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒.

𝒜𝓈 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽, 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝒢𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎’𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒻𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒻 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓂. 𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓈? 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓃 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹? 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜, 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒.

As he read the message, he found himself satisfied with the idea presented. If the Inn was so far away, then it wouldn't hurt to just get a bite to eat first, especially if he could get a ride after. Man, this was turning into a fortunate encounter he hadn't been expecting. He figured she'd just send him on his way, but instead he felt like he was sorta making a friend already! If he was going to be here for the summer, making a friend or two seemed like a necessity. "You know, the diner sounds like a great first stop anyways. So why not? I'll join you." He felt good about this; A good meal, a new friend (or two? Maybe her brother was a nice guy.) And perhaps a better connection with the local area through them. He bet they had all sorts of answers for questions he had, but he didn't want to be overbearing. Maybe he'd ask something over breakfast? That sounded better than spewing his need for information now; Not to mention polite. He didn't want to make any bad first impressions.

She waited patiently for him to gather his things, making sure he was ready for the little journey before leading the way. It luckily wasn’t too far from the bus stop since it needed to be in a prime location for future customers. Amelia pointed across the road, letting him know the direction they would be heading before she took the first step to embark on their small journey to the diner. She led the charge as Ludwig followed behind, keeping at a leisurely pace so he could glance around and take in the view of the town as they walked by. They continued to travel down the single dirt path along the road, Amelia stopping every now and then to not get ahead or to check that she hadn’t lost her companion.

Fortunately, the trek didn’t take them very long and within a good twenty to thirty minutes they were on the diner steps. She opened the door confidently, the little bell of it ringing to announce their presence but instead of having a seat right away, she took a glance around. It didn’t look like her brother had made it yet but nothing she could do about that. If they were lucky, he would be there soon but at least while quickly scanning over the diner she noticed a few faces she recognized in the group of people she didn’t which she could possibly introduce Ludwig at a later time. For now, the main focus was food and the delicious smells in the air were all the more tempting. If she wasn’t careful, her stomach might just eat itself if she waited much longer so with that thought in mind, she plopped into her usual booth. She patted the tabletop across from her, letting Ludwig know to have a seat.

Bags beside the booth, the boy slid into his seat. His hands rested on the table in front of him as he looked over the homely little diner, and the folks inside it. A few curious faces were around, though Ludwig wasn't exactly about to start rushing up to folks. One, because he was hungry. Two, because that'd require a tad too much socializing for his liking. He already had a second person coming, right? Amelia's brother. He'd talk to them first, then maybe branch out later. Or perhaps Amelia knew some of the folks in here, and that'd lead to a bit of a pileup in the diner. She seemed like the sort to have a lot of friends; She'd been kind enough to him this far to make him feel that way, anyways.

He figured all there was to do now was wait until the waitress arrived, or make small talk until her brother got there. Regardless, he was feeling pretty good about his first day in Gravity Falls so far. He hoped as the summer went on, things would only get bĕ̴̛̻̼̍̇͐̒̊̎̊̚͝tte̷͚̫̜̯͙̱̣̯̾̏͐͋̏͋͜ͅr.
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Walking through the woods so early in the morning was relaxing. Or, it should be for most people. Garfield, on the other hand, had a different goal from just merely spending time with nature. He had made it one of his duties to keep an eye out for the... other residents of Gravity Falls. It was a thankless job. Mentioning it to anyone would just end up with people calling you senile and moving on with their lives. Garfield should know - it would be how he would react if someone told him about the things he'd seen.

He fixed the warning sign that he had hammered onto the tree a few months ago. Garfield knew that if some kids really wanted to, they wouldn't pay attention to the warning signs but he at least wanted to make an effort. He stared into the deeper parts of the forest where they were holed up in. Garfield's ventured over a couple of times - usually to just check on them too. It wasn't a regular occurrence but if something went horribly wrong that was unexplainable, it was the first location he would go to.

Still, it had a mysterious allure to him. It was the main reason he had gotten involved with the supernatural in the first place. Some curiosity and a hike and the next thing he knew, he was keeping an eye out for them. Garfield really couldn't blame anyone who would venture out there - whether they be kids or adults themselves. The rumors and legends of Gravity Falls are the reasons why they still get tourists - why businesses are still open and the town gets traffic.

He shook his head, turning around to head back home. There was a time and place for curious adventuring and unfortunately, he had other duties to attend to.

The morning rounds were finished before the sun had even risen. He pushed open the door with a small grunt and was greeted with his wife sitting on their comfy chair, watching a documentary. "Welcome back Gar." She rose from her position, pausing the documentary and giving him a peck on the cheek as he hung up his coat. "How was your walk? Found anything interesting?" She questioned as she headed back to the seat, eyes following her husband as he began to put away his things from his patrol. They never went out to the woods without some form of protection nowadays. It was just for emergencies but you'd never know what would pounce on you when you're deep enough.

"Well, everything's calm on the homefront. Been a while since any of them showed up." Garfield took a seat beside Emma, letting out a sigh of relief as they settled against each other. He could feel his tense muscles begin to relax the longer he stayed with Emma. "Think we should visit Vex to make sure?" He mumbled out, his consciousness already drifting away.

Emma let out a warm laugh. "I think if something's really amiss, Vex would contact us first. Don't worry about it." Garfield had already dozed off as she said this. She looked over at the clock. She really should be getting ready but between Garfield's warmth and the droning of the documentary, sleep began to drag her back. Settling into him and feeling his arm wrap around her shoulders, she drifted off as well.

Garfield woke up to the jingling of Emma's keys. "You good there, sleepyhead?" His only response was a groan as he began to stir. She chuckled. "I'm heading off to school. We have a meeting coming up." She began to put on her shoes. "How about you? What's the agenda for today?"

Garfield stood up and stretched, trying to recount what he should be doing for today. "Breakfast at the Diner first and foremost. Then I'm heading over to the Mystery Shack to clean up and prepare just in case some customers come over. It's been a few years since he had been passed the mantle of the Man of Mystery. It was supposed to be a temporary job until they found an apt replacement but it ended up falling to him. He wasn't complaining though. It was a good job to keep himself busy and he was helping out the Price family while he was at it.

Emma walked over to him and smiled while patting his head. "Alright then. It's time to wake up." Her hand dropped to his cheek and pulled to which he yelped.

"Hey- hey- I'm awake!"

"Good!" She dropped down to give him a kiss. "I'll see you later for dinner then?"

Rubbing his cheek, he nodded. "Or earlier. Take care. Love you."

"Love you too!" With that, Emma was the first one out of the door.

With a sigh, he headed off to grab a change of clothes and a shower. Once he was done with that, he passed by the kitchen and debated whether or not chugging down a cup of coffee now would be worth it or just ordering one later at the diner. He could just drink one now and one later again - there wouldn't be any harm to that right? As he approached it, he spotted a small note propped up on the coffee machine.

'Remember our deal'

"Thorough, aren't we?" He grumbled as he peeled away from the coffee machine. After checking the entire house, he grabbed his flannel and headed out.

As Garfield made his way to the diner, he listed off what else he should do. Robin and the kids were more than capable of running the Mystery Shack themselves and he had already inspected all of the items there to make sure nothing was dangerous. As far as he knew, only some of them were real. There weren't many weird rumors circulating around Gravity Falls. There was the radio that's been spouting off weird messages in the middle of the night in Faustine's place so he'll swing by at some point to check it out.

Ah yes, another normal day in Gravity Falls.
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"Breakfast at home is fun, but..."

Where others may be out and about, Sid had been at home asleep. The rubberhose lass was snoring away, a snot bubble increasing and decreasing in size as she breathed. This bubble suddenly popped as an alarm blared from her clock; The girl's eyes slowly opening as she groaned in a bit of frustration. It was daytime already? She reached out from under her blankets, lanky arm looming above the clock as she pointed a finger downward, aggressively pushing the button to silence the alarm. The quiet both made her want to drift back off, and actually wake up for the day. She decided on the latter, for better or worse. Crawling out from under the blankets, she sat on her bed rubbing her eyes. She was dressed in a pajama set, complete with a cute little nightcap.

Pulling herself to her feet, she stumbled a bit as she began to get ready for her day; Grabbing her clothes, her shoes, her comb... She momentarily looked at the comb, before throwing it back onto her nightstand, not wanting to bother with it. Messy hair was her style, she didn't need to comb it. She wandered into the bathroom and took a very short shower, simply rinsing off before getting out and dressed in her usual attire. She looked in the mirror, adjusting her bowtie and ruffling her hair just a tiny bit for the sake of maintaining a decent look. Satisfied with her work, she gave herself a grin in the mirror, flashing double peace signs as approval to herself. "Cute as ever, perfect for a day on the town!" She stated to herself, perhaps a little louder than she should have. This caused her to pipe down momentarily, hand over her mouth as she needed to be quiet.

Creeping back to her room, she quickly grabbed her wallet. It had some money, perhaps not hers, maybe just some she picked up around the house now and then, but money all the same. She was feeling particularly adventurous today and didn't want to spend the morning inside: So she prepared to go down her usual escape route. Opening her window, she looked out at the sight of the morning town, from the second story of her house. In front of her window had always been this old tree; Instead of creeping downstairs, she usually just climbed this instead. Without hesitation she hopped out, arm hugging a large branch as she turned to reach out and close the window. She struggled momentarily, but as she tried really hard, tongue slightly bitten and all, her arm seemed to reach out that little extra distance she needed to close the window. Feeling successful, she quickly climbed down the tree; brushing herself off as she made it to the bottom as she was now a bit dirty from hugging the tree so close.

"First objective of the day is food! And caffeine!" She stated to herself aloud, before beginning a walk cycle as she left her yard, making her way towards Greasy's Diner. Happily whistling a tune as she strolled along, seeming intent on having a fantastic day in Gravity Falls! She felt like she was sort of in suspense, like when you get a birthday present, as you never knew who was at the diner in the mornings! Sometimes you'd see a bunch of familiar faces, or some semi-unfamiliar ones that weren't as social, but just as hungry.

As she approached the diner though, she came across a strange sight; Amelia! But not just Amelia, which caused the rubberhose lass to duck behind an absolutely non-conspicuous object: A mailbox that didn't even hide her. Thankfully they hadn't been looking her way, and Sid had the chance to place her elbows atop the mailbox and curl her fingers into hand-binoculars to look at Amelia and the boy she was with. Who was this new guy? Sidney didn't mind new folks, but it was curious to see him around her friend so early in the morning! He'd never been around before, Sid was sure of that. As they walked into the diner, Sid stayed in her spot, scanning the building like it contained a target now.

"This looks like a classic Operation Friendship." Sid spoke to herself, as she began thinking of a way to introduce herself that would surely make her friends with the new guy instantly. She grinned and giggled to herself a little, enjoying her train of thought but also sticking out like a sore thumb and with no context (or perhaps even WITH context...) She was being a complete weirdo.
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Jeremy couldn't help but grin as he walked back into town. It had been eight years, eight whole years, since he'd last seen the little slice of madness that was Gravity Falls, but somehow it seemed like it was still exactly the same as he'd left it. It was surprising, but nice. It was almost like he was a kid again. The only difference was that he didn't really see many people he actually recognised, and of the few who looked familiar, none of them recognised him. That was less surprising though, because while the town might not have changed, he certainly had! Surprising all his friends with it was actually one of the things he was most he was most excited for!

Right now though, he had another, even more important task to focus on. He'd been up since obscenely early that day, just a little before the sun had even risen, running around the woods and looking for anything new that might've popped up on the weirder side of things, just like he used to as a kid. Unfortunately though, he hadn't been able to find anything yet, and had eventually gotten too hungry to stay out there any longer, which sucked because he'd at least hoped to pop in and say hi to some of the weird things he'd already met back then.

But, on the other hand, food was food. As someone suffering from hunger, food was an appealing concept to the ol' caveman brain. Therefore, he figured it was finally time to reacquaint himself with the questionably nutritious, but unquestionably delicious food of Greasy's Diner. Not only that, but he had some pretty good memories of he and his friends all gathering around there, so maybe he'd be able to run into a few of them there too! Kind of a two stones with one bird type thing!

And speak of the devil, he'd just caught sight of someone he was all but absolutely sure was one of them, hiding behind a mailbox and spying on... he hadn't quite caught whatever she as looking at specifically, just that it was probably either near or in the diner. Naturally, he decided to sneak over and crouch beside her, just far back enough to be out of her field of vision, and mimic her hand binoculars himself.

"Ok Sid, what's the plan?" He asked, not even trying to keep the excited grin off his face. Maybe that'd already be enough to tip her off all on it's own...
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I need to run.
"You can never investigate anomalous activity on an empty stomach."Jay muttered to himself. Besides, he needed some pancakes to contemplate what he saw. The anomalys were real. He was leaning against a birch tree writing in his journal when some chubby, stout unicorn, wearing a leprechaun hat, trotted up to him. He hadn't even had time to record it in his journal.

Jay slowed his bike to a stop when he got to Greasy's Diner. Rubberhose was hiding behind a mailbox, Mute was... well, not talking, but writing with some tourist, and some human giraffe was also there that looked oddly familiar. Jay got off his bike, walked into Greasy's, and ordered a pancake. "Yes, only a single pancake. Shout when it's ready." Jay went back outside and started to write about the Leprechaun-Unicorn... Uni-Lep? That's what he would call it. For a moment, he saw a flash of green on Tourist Kid. Doesn't matter. What matters is keeping up this popular disguise, getting a job, and discovering the mystery behind this town.
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It felt natural; His fingers against the metal strings. He didn't know why, but there was just a certain soulfulness in the way that they sounded. Mama Bear told him that the guitar, especially the acoustic, was a very special instrument. From an early age, he wasn't sure why, the sounds of this wooden box with a tail soothed him like nothing else.

Theo had been sitting here for a good fifteen minutes, just jamming away in his room. He could go on like this for a while, that is, unless he was interrupted. Which he was; his door was knocked upon. Teddy rested his palm on the strings to silence them.

Brother Bear knocked the same way every time. Every person's knock sounded differently, even if only slightly, Teddy noticed. Different patterns, sure, yet the same amounts of pressure per person. The younger bro mimicked the knock on the body of the guitar in answer. The door opened and his brother smiled, leaning on the doorframe.

"Mornin bud." Terry chuckled and Teddy nodded in acknowledgement.

“Y’know, school’s over...you don’t have to be up this early.” The elder continued, knowing the younger wouldn’t speak back. Theo shrugged, even though he knew why Terry had come in here. It was early in the morning and his older brother worked nights. Which meant that he was trying to get to sleep now. Of course, he never came out and said when Theo was doing something to annoy him, just tried to give him other things to do.

"Well, since you and the sun are up...Carpe Diem?" There was some silence.

"...Is this another furuitless history lesson?" Teddy asked bluntly.

"Well, Dad did say that 'Every action you take makes history.'" Terry hinted, doing his best impression of their father, and they both laughed a bit. Well, Terry laughed louder, Teddy’s was more of an airy chuckle.


"Good." His brother commended, placing fifteen dollars on Teddy's dresser. "Since I know you're gonna stop by the diner at some point, pick me up one of their bags of coffee, will you?"

Teddy nodded and Terry started down the hall. The younger exhaled some, putting the bear luna vista on a lower stand of his guitar wall. After that, he went to the first drawer of his nightstand to pull out a black and white mask with cartoon bear facial features on it. Tugging the straps around his ears, Teddy pursed his lips behind the fabric.
It didn’t take long for him to have gotten showered and geared up. Teddy took his tricked trike and rode around aimlessly for a bit. Instinct would have sent him to Gar’s place, but the lad decided against it. Knowing his old friend, he was out and about already.

So, instead, he went to the local pet store he volunteered at earlier in the year. He went to go visit Otis the five-legged turtle. Apparently during development in the egg, something messed up and his tail ended up with toes that he moved sometimes. The guy had been there awhile, as most folks didn’t really like turtles as pets in these parts. Seemed boring, even in a town like this, but Teddy never gave up hope. Otis would find his home eventually.

After that though, Theo pedaled on to the diner, deciding breakfast was probably a good idea…Or at least a bit more than a bacon stick. As he came up on Greasy’s though, he noticed two figures perched behind a mailbox peeking forward towards the diner.

As he got nearer, he stopped briefly to give the jolly giant and slender Sid a once-over. Teddy let it sink in how awkward it looked to be spying on the diner from their hiding spot, then rang his bell in acknowledgement. Without giving much room for reply though, he swerved around and locked the trike to the bike rack before heading inside.
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Sid had it all planned out in her mind. She had a quirky introduction, a cute demeanor, and a slightly sassy but positive attitude that would blend into the ultimate friendship making attack. She was about ready to head out, begin the operation on this chocolate-haired four-eyed individual she had spotted prior, before a voice piped up extremely close to her. Now, a normal person would react poorly to this. They'd scream. Or get scared and whack the surprising person. But that wasn't Sid; She was kind, polite, efficient-- Maybe just too oblivious to remember that nobody was there a second ago. The way she was casually addressed brought her enough comfort to not even shift from her position as she responded: "Amelia found a new friend. We've got two tasks at hand; Making sure he is friendly, and the befriending the heck outta 'em!" She stated in a serious manner.

A toothy grin crossed her face, her hands lowering as she turned to look at her soldier: Only for her to feel like she was shrinking in his mere presence. Even crouched down, this guy was huge! He looked like one of those heavy-class professional wrestlers if you gave them a babyface and slapped on some charm as extra. The girl froze in place as she attempted to process just who this guy was, and why he knew her name! You figure she'd remember a big dude like this, especially with that happy face! Operation Friendship was off to a fantastic start if she was already making friends with her sheer presence; Everyone was probably jealous of her astounding friend abilities, and while she had no idea who this guy was, they were friends now! Bpom! Abilities at work!

"Well howdy there, new friend!" She greeted, breaking her frozen state and leaning against the mailbox, a hand patting the top of the mailbox as she stared at him with extreme focus and interest. "Are you psychic? Is that how you knew my name? Did I accidentally roll over one of my 'kick me' signs while sleeping and it stuck to my back?" She found herself overly curious, turning her head to check her own back, but not seeing anything out of the ordinary. If there was nothing on her person, then maybe he really was psychic! Mind reading was so cool! She wondered if he'd reply to her thoughts, too! To the point she momentarily puffed up her cheeks with air and silently stared, waiting for a potential reaction to her thoughts. She was focused!

... Until she heard a bell ringing; Her puffed up face shifting to look at the source. Ooooh! Teddy too? She would've roped him in on the operation, but he was already heading in! That was good. A perfect addition to her plan, as the air shot out from her mouth, turning back to her big 'ol buddy. "One of my best men just infiltrated the target's location! We'll have support on the inside for this friendship operation!" She said, getting impatient and so overly excited. Man, she was good at this! With Teddy as their inside man, and the big jolly babyface'd boy in front of her, they were sure to make this go off without a hitch! They'd be making a new friend soon! She swore it!
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