Regreats

In hindsight Mark and Anna Pines could acknowledge they hadn’t handled thing very well. At the time they had thought they were but nowadays where there’s plenty of information on how to deal with the supernatural and where there are pamphlets and internet forms about the do’s and Don’ts if your child becomes Preter (several they visited after they found out their granddaughter was a witch) they knew they hadn’t.

Back then they were flying blind. They made decisions they thought we right, for their kids own good. Knowing what they know now their logic hadn’t been as sound as the thought.

It may sound strange but the problem hadn’t been Dipper’s situation, not really. Yes, their son becoming a demon had been the elephant in the room but no matter how big an elephant is, it’s a lot easier to ignore when it’s literally invisible.

No, the problem was Mable most of the time. Why well…

For starters whatever it was in the Pines family that attracted weird hadn’t skipped Mark and accepting that your twelve-year-old knows better than you can be hard to say the least. That had been the cause of more than a few of their augments Mable suggesting and often outright doing herself a seemingly random solution to an issue. Cue augments about putting herself in danger, getting involved when she shouldn’t and not doing as she’s told countered with claims they didn’t trusting her and she knew what she was doing.

There was a part of them that wonders if had thing been different, would it have been as hard to be believe Dipper. If it had been their practical bookish son and not their creative head in the clouds daughter would the solutions have seemed so random would they have listen more. That thought kept them both up at night.

The other big problem had been her reaction to… well… everything.

Dipper for as little as they saw him seemed as freaked out as they where by his changes. It was wrong they knew to be glad to see fear and panic in their child but it was reassuring to see he was having trouble adjusting too. Even when they couldn’t see him they often heard one-sided reassurances and comfort, that was normal, that’s how someone should react to all this.  

Mable on the other hand had taken everything in her stride either being blasé or excited. That wasn’t normal. It wasn’t normal to exclaim happily “Oh! These are Dippers teeth, they fell out and got replaced fangs! I’m keeping them this box isn’t it pretty!” or “Hey look!” and arrive downstairs holding a taking one-eyed star that was apparently her brother. It wasn’t just Dipper either that was her reaction to everything vampires, werewolves, pixies and gnomes big, small dangerous or cute. Was there something wrong with her?

Sending them back to Gravity Falls had been the right decision that they were sure of. Stan had done a wonderful job. There Mable had a good life a job in the library a business of her own married to a good man with three precious kids of her own. She wouldn’t have had that here, she’d been already been ostracised and isolated when she left it could only have grown worse. Dipper seemed happier too as best they could tell it might just be he was getting strong enough to become corporal more often now. The weren’t sure how they would have handled that here and it wouldn’t have helped Mable situation one bit.

Even now it was Mable they worried about.

Tales of Alcor could be dismissed as the cults own fault or demon instincts Dipper couldn’t control. It was uncomfortable to hear these stories but it was a known quantity easy to understand and explain away.

But tales of Mizar the Gleeful how do you reconcile that with your human child. It wasn’t possession they where seen side by side that was all Mable and that was truly terrifying.

So, no they hadn’t handled Dippers transformation well. The downside of that invisible elephant is its really easy to be blindside when you forget it’s there and run into it. But Mable they didn’t know how to handle Mable anymore. Had she always been like this and Dipper had diluted the effect made it hard to notice or had the trauma of the Transcendence caused it? they didn’t know and it disturbed them.

That was why unspoken was this thought they never acknowledged this terrible evil thought that haunted their dreams would it have been better if it was Mable. If Mable became the demon and Dipper got to stay would thing have been simpler easier to deal with if it had been self-conscious worrying Dipper who came home that summer he wouldn’t acted so odd, he would have handled thing better, he was mostly normal it was wrong unfair they knew that but it was always there and the worst part.

The worst part was DIPPER KNEW.

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This is from the parent’s perspective so while we know Mable’s just putting on a brave face when she deals with them they don’t. We’ve also seen the kind of stuff Mable went threw that summer compared to that most thing post Transcendence are mundane and again I doubt she told them those stories. With that in mind I can’t help think Mable’s already eccentric take on everything would be the most disturbing part.

Henry’s first conversation with the Pine’s parents.

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“So-”

Oh god it was Mr. Pines (there was no way Henry could call him Mark, not this early at least), this was Mabel’s father

“-where did you meet our Mabel at?”

Henry looked down at his plate. “Um, at a social gathering-”

“I was doing a keg stand and then I got down and burped the alphabet and then I saw Henry!” Mabel chimed in. 

“Oh. That’s… nice sweetie,” Mrs. Pines replied.

Henry decided now would be a good time to pile more mashed potatoes on his plate.

seiya234:

It started with a bag of potato chips.

Namely, a bag of artisanal potato chips Mom had gotten for
them (for Mabel) (for them) at the farmer’s market that week. They were pickle
flavored, made their entire room reek of dill, and came in a handmade paper
bag. Before the Transcendence (before he had died) (no) Dipper usually let
Mabel have the potato chips in favor of the soft pretzels Mom bought at the
market for him and Dad.

But Mom had forgotten the pretzels (forgotten that he was
still there) (no, just forgot that he could still eat), leaving only the potato
chips.

No one had summoned him all day and he and Mabel had quickly
realized that it was…. best that he not follow her to school. He could have
gone to the Mindscape, could have danced in the dreams of a thousand sleepers,
gone from Pisa to New Delhi to Nome just because-

The chips haunted him. As soon as he realized he couldn’t
have them he wanted them more than anything else on the planet. It was
dumb-part of Dipper knew this-to obsess over freaking potato chips. Perhaps it
was his new nature, his new form of being. To want, to hunger, endlessly.

Also to his now far superior senses, they smelt impossibly
good.

He looked at the clock (you don’t need to).

3:08 (20 seconds, 14 milliseconds, the feel of the earth
slowly turning on its axis, the whirl of a body in motion around the sun-) PM.
Mabel would be home soon and then she could give him some chips and he could
put this whole stupid day behind him.

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what would be the literary movement that would follow after the transcendence, there was already a Transcendentalism period in the mid 1800s.I am deciding between the apocalyptic or the fantastical period. Either way, I cant help but think that not even Mark and Anna would have ever thought their daughter, a girl whom they remembered made a book of no words not covered in glitter, have her works appear in a college textbook being a leading author of said movement. right next to Poe in the index

Perhaps in the matter of the original transcendentalists, people would go back to nature… but this time they are looking for what was hidden or forgotten for all these years

How was Mark and Anna’s opinion over the twins as they grew older? I would still think that they would much rather believe that Dipper is dead rather than a demon. The biggest thing that I wonder is Mabel and the triplets, we don’t see much interaction between the three and their grandparents…

Dipper is far, far too real for them to ever pretend that he was dead. And, to be honest, they could never do that. They love him too much for that. Mark and Anna have a very difficult and strained relationship with Dipper, absolutely, but they can never fool themselves in thinking he’s dead. 

(also for the sheer amount of pictures with triplets being held in empty air and occasional ones where dipper shows up that Mabel sends them like- no denying Dipper is around.)

As for the triplets- things are definitely very awkward with Mark and Anna (especially after California). 

But.

But Mark and Anna love Mabel and Dipper, and of course love the triplets. There is no denying that. The triplets are their only grandchildren, and ofc the kids aren’t going to see Arnold and Rita. 

Once or twice a year, Mabel and Henry send the triplets to visit Mark and Anna for a week. It keeps Mark and Anna from having to come up to Gravity Falls too often and deal with…. awkwardness, and it lets the kids get to know their grandparents. And to be fair, all parties involved usually have a good time. Acacia loves going to Grandma and Zaydee’s house because there’s a sweet tree in the backyard she can hang out in (Mabel is very salty that Anna lets Acacia climb that tree when she never could but #grandparents). Hank by age 4 had befriended the entire neighborhood and loves seeing his California friends. Willow…. Willow can see the lingering colors in the house, in her grandparents’ auras… so it’s harder for her. But she does love cooking with Grandma.

There’s a distance, between Mark and Anna, and their grandchildren, and their children. It’s a distance that is only partially bridged. At the end of the day, if you pushed the triplets, their true grandparent would be Stan. 

It’s not perfect. 

But its better than nothing.