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“All I’m saying is it’s utter bullshit that makes no sense is all.” Vin slumped as he walked, arms crossed, his long neck lowered to put his head just off the floor.
They were walking with the flood of students out of the school. The hallway, although not narrow per se, wasn’t quite wide enough for the mass of students trying to navigate it at the end of the day. If you wanted to go against the flow it was generally easiest to just wait a few minutes in your class for everyone to pass.
“Have you tried asking your teacher?”
“Right, like I’m going to talk to that asshole.”
“From what I understand it’s – oh excuse me, I didn’t see you there.” She dodged out of the way of someone standing in the middle of the hall.
“Why, hello,” they said. “Just the people I was hoping to see.”
The hallway around them was suddenly strangely barren. It wasn’t completely empty. but the crowd around them was thin, and people seemed to be clumping up even more densely around the edges of the hallway than before.
“Oh, hey dude,” Vin said.
“Oh. It’s you,” Renee said.
“What?” asked Alcor. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
Tag: fic
Two people walk into the hospital.
(there is something to be said about being induced and not having to live out fifty ‘woman in labor’ cliches is one of them).
The woman has her hair done in a million tiny braids and is wearing a sweater emblazoned with a massive explosion and the words “READY TO POP!”. She’s not walking so much as she is waddling with purpose, and looks, for lack of a better term, like a big grape stuck through a toothpick. Her face is painted- literally- in red glitter paint.
(“It’s my battle face!”)
The man next to her is somehow even more noticeable. A few months ago, that wouldn’t have been the case; usually it was the laugh beat of ‘tall guy short girl’ before looking back at Mabel.
Even now there was no real reason to stare at the man, not when the woman next to him had started letting out Xena yells. Yes he was rather tall, and crowned with an impressive mass of curly red hair. But he is dressed rather plain in comparison to his wife- black jeans, a long black collared shirt, with black boots and belt. Nothing out of the ordinary, no reason for people to conspicuously get as far out of the way from the couple as humanly possible, and yet-
(a weight on the air, like a great and terrible storm is rolling in, and eyes in a blue that is not usually human standard, and above all, the force of will that keeps everything in check…)
They check in, Stan and Dipper following behind them carrying bags of fast food- even though both Mabel and Henry had explained that this was only going to be three or four hours as opposed to nine or twelve.
Dipper has brought his Switcheroo, his laptop, and four books. Stan has a pack of cards.
Henry looks at Mabel, who shrugs. Three hours is a long time after all.
(it’s not, really)
Alright folx, after this direct all HNGVBTHD au questions to me at @seiya234 and keep an eye peeled in the main tag for other tales of demon!henry
Old Pale Soul – Chapter 2 – ToothPasteCanyon (DannyFenton123) – Gravity Falls [Archive of Our Own]
Spirit and Such: Epilogue
“Are you sure you’ve got everything?”
“I packed everything on the list.”
“You’ve got your toothbrush?”
“Yes, mom.”
“Your heart medication? Your hormones?”
Delina sighed, but ran another mental check of her inventory. The bottles were nestled in the first slot of the medicine section, just like they’d been the last five times Rasia had asked. “Yes, mom.”
“All your clothes? Socks, shirts, underwear?…”
“Mom!” she hissed, ears red. “Can we not do this now?”
“C’mon, Delina, cut your mom some slack.” Sam mussed Delina’s hair, ignoring her protests with an easy grin. “It’s not every day a mother first sees her child off to college, you know! And they grow up so fast…”
The Other Way Chapter 6: Let’s Talk
Chapter 1 – Last Chapter – Next Chapter
Mabel and Dipper – the demon one, not her Dipper, the one that failed to tell them that he was a Dipper to begin with – sat in silence in the lounge.
“So, other demon Dipper,” Mabel said after a few seconds more, fidgeting with the bottom of her sweater.
“Just, keep calling me Alcor, it’ll get rid of any confusion,” Dipp- Alcor said.
“Right, Alaw.” Mabel had a small cheeky smile as she saw Alcor groan in annoyance.
“Seriously? I know you can pronounce that correctly now!”
Old Pale Soul – Chapter 1 – ToothPasteCanyon (DannyFenton123) – Gravity Falls [Archive of Our Own]
Twenty six. That was how many apocalypses the Earth had been through. Alcor was finding it hard to care about this latest one, but something different would happen to a Mizar down in that destruction. Something he’d never seen before.
Old Pale Soul – Chapter 1 – ToothPasteCanyon (DannyFenton123) – Gravity Falls [Archive of Our Own]
Orange Lilies 12/12
A/N: Here we are, at the conclusion. Thank you all for taking this journey with me!
What comes after.
Epilogue
Tommy Hangar, while late-night dusting,
absentmindedly turned on the TV to a ‘breaking news’ report about some disaster
in Kabul. She paid it little mind—it was just for background noise, after all—until
she heard the magic phrase, “Alcor the Dreambender,” and then suddenly she was
Very Invested in this cover story. Tommy dropped the Everlasting Handheld
Dustmop (also known as a rag with a bunch of spells in it in order to make it
hardier and better at dusting) and stared for a moment before she recovered her
wits.“Hon,” she called out, easing onto
the couch like she was afraid it might bite, gaze focused on the screen on the
wall showing a couple of well-dressed reporters. “Hon, you want to see this!”“I’m in the bathroom!” Filara’s
voice was muffled by the door and distance between them. Tommy reached out with
one finger and slid the volume up on the television unit.“…see,
the damage to the city was located in a somewhat economically depressed sector
just east of the main downtown center. It seems to have started in this block
of rented townhomes, as you can see from the aerial shot provided by first
responders to the scene.”“Then hurry pissing and get out
there, you want to see this!” Tommy yelled.“It’s a number two!” Tommy heard,
but shortly after there was the sound of the toilet unit being flushed. Tommy
leaned forward, her elbows on her legs, and stared at the devastation depicted
even as the news anchors described it.“Shockwaves
were reported at 3:26 local time to a nearby fire station from a location
nearly a kilometer away from the epicenter. Shortly after, several buildings
shook as though an extended earthquake event was occurring. Pedestrians were
thrown from their feet, and some were crushed under collapsing walls that were
torn apart by the force of the blows exchanged between two demonic forces. As
we said earlier, one of the two demons was positively identified to be Alcor
the Dreambender.”On the screen, buildings were
partially to fully collapsed the closer they were to the epicenter, a partially
still-standing block of townhomes. One of them had a hole in the roof, from
what Tommy could see before the view faded back to the two anchors, faces
stern. Down the hall, the bathroom door opened.
The triplets go on a road trip before going to college or whenever you see fit.
Hank’s To-Do List
- Talk with mom about making sure Uncle Dipper doesn’t ‘coincidentally’ show up where we are
- Change oil in Stanmobile
- Double check sea conditions with Grunkle Ford for Hawaii leg of trip
- Go over plan to keep Acacia out of the driver seat one last time with Willow
- Snacks
Acacia’s To-Do List
- Update address book so that everyone can get postcards on trip.
- Get road atlas, also try and convince siblings again that spatial awareness > using your phone to navigate
- Stock up at Aunt Candy’s on bullets, bats, and bayonets
- Decide which artistic medium will best encapsulate this trip, pack accordingly.
- Snacks.
Willow’s To-Do List
- Make sure that 45 page itinerary of trip is finalized and up to date with latest ticket prices, hours of operation, campground reservations, and delicate diplomatic requirements needed to enter the Kingdom of the Underworld
- Remind Hank and Acacia that everyone agreed only two suitcases per sibling.
- Finalize the Ultimate Summer Road Trip Play List
- Snacks
The Other Way Chapter 5: A Birthday Card
Chapter 1 – Last Chapter – Next Chapter
After a few moments of staring at pancakes she didn’t feel like eating any more Mabel got up from the table to find Dipper. She just, needed to think about something else, something that wasn’t the crushing possibility of never seeing the Shack again, or Stan, Soos, Wendy, Candy and Grenda, Mum and Dad, or even Ford who they’d only recently just started getting to know. She just needed to distract herself.
long overdue for @marypsue
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“I’m glad you came out Grunkle Ford.”
Ford smiled. “Well it’s not every day my favorite niece gets married.”
Mabel pumped her fist. “YES! I AM THE PRIME NIECE!”
He opened his mouth to remind her that they needed to be careful about the gnomes in this part of the forest, then remembered that Mabel not only perfected gnome deflection techniques, she apparently was on a quiz bowl team with Schmebulock at the Skull Fracture.
They walked in comfortable silence for awhile. Ford pointed out some plaidypus tracks that they followed for awhile before conceding defeat; though how a bright red monotreme could disappear in the forest boggled Ford’s mind. Mabel took perhaps a little too much pleasure at nodding and waving at a passing unicorn herd, who ran screaming in terror away from her.
Finally, when they had stopped at a little brook- to take notes and go wading- Mabel said, “So you know Dipper is Henry’s best man, right?”
Ford was proud of himself- he didn’t look up, didn’t stop taking notes, and his voice didn’t waver when he said, “Either you or Stan had mentioned it to me, yes.”
“Oh, okay, good. Just wanted to make sure you weren’t surprised or anything.”
Ford sighed. “Mabel, if you are worried about me creating a scene or starting any unpleasantness at your wedding, I can assure you that I am capable of not only being civil, but I’ve had extensive experience controlling inappropriate emotional responses.”
Mabel arched an eyebrow at him.
Okay, he deserved that one.
“Hey, I think I saw one of those salamanders you were looking for-” She bent over to start digging in the water. As Mabel sifted through the pebbles, she went on. “I know you won’t cause a fuss Grunkle Ford. It’s enough that you’re here this weekend.”
“I…” He didn’t know what to say. Finally, he managed a weak, “I’m just so busy, and you know the boat doesn’t get good reception.”
“FOUND ONE- poot, no that was a leaf. And no, you’re not busy. Well, I mean you are, but really you’re just avoiding Dipper, which means by extension you’re avoiding Stan and me.” A loud splash as Mabel overturned a large rock. “But I get it.”
He was frozen in place, as Mabel rooted in the mud to look for the seven tailed salamanders that lived in this brook.
“What happened to Dipper; it can be as hard on us as it is on him. And not everyone is capable with dealing with it. It took me awhile to accept that but now I get it. I know you still love us both. You’re here, you’re not like, throwing weird holy water at Dipper or anything like that.”
She stood up, now covered up to her shoulders in mud. “Since it’s just us out here, I just wanted to say thank you. I know it probably took a lot for you to come, and I appreciate it.”
The invitation sat on his table unopened for a week, and when he had the gumption to actually open it, it took another three days to pull the letter out, and of course he didn’t talk to Stan for two weeks because that would have meant addressing the matter and-
“I found one!” Two calloused hands suddenly appeared in front of his face, a multi limbed reptile squirming in them.
Ford looked up at the smiling face of his grand-niece, accepting and completely without any guile.
He hadn’t felt this empty in a long time.
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