by Sammykh
This was by far, the weirdest cult Wendy has ever faced. And this was partly Soos’ fault. It started when she and Soos were Chillin at the Gravity Falls Diner, chatting about their lives and just catching up. Everyone is used to weirdness in Gravity Falls, seeing unusual things has been second nature even before the Transcendence. But no one was prepared for what happened next. One minute everything was calm, and enjoyable, then the next squawking swans covered in leeches filled the Diner as Wendy and Soos got bags thrown over their heads. Fighting cultists blind, Wendy has done on numerous occasions. But swans covered in leeches, were ironically out for blood. Armed with a fork and a table knife, Soos began swinging aimlessly while being pecked. Wendy got a knife from her boot, but before she could stab her assailants, she was hit hard on the back of her head, and she fell unconscious.
Wendy woke up to the honking of an innumerable amount of swans. Trying her binds, she was secured tightly to a wooden pillar. So she was in a warehouse, this will be fun. Taking a better look of her surroundings, she noticed not only the millions of swans, but tanks upon tanks filled with leeches. Her only thought was, “What the hell?” She felt a slight tug on the ropes, and saw Soos stirring from his previous unconscious state.
“Soos? Hey man, you alright?”
“Yeah dude, head hurts though.”
“I take it you’ve never gotten K’O’ed before?”
Before Soos could reply, one of the metal garage-ish doors that warehouses have, clanked open loudly. In walked a guy who, presumably, was the cult leader. The fact that he was in front of the other robed cultists gave Wendy that clue.
“HAIL FAMILIERS OF ALCOR!” Cried out the Leader.
“HAIL” Sang the others. ‘Would they dare sacrifice us even knowing we were his friends?’ Wendy thought to herself before asking:” So, what do you want with us?”
“Friends of Alcors are friends of ours, we want you to be witnesses of a SPECTACULAR feat.” The leader said dramatically.
“SPECTACULAR” Chanted the cult behind him.
“Dude” Soos wispered to Wendy. “These guys are bonkers!” Wendy nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, the cult began grabbing swans by the necks while chanting. Wendy looked worriedly at Soos. Half of the cultists broke off to grab buckets by the tanks, and began to fill them with leeches. Wendy prepared to prick her finger on her summoning ring, ready to summon Alcor if things got messy. Then the cultists stopped chanting, threw the buckets onto the swans, and only too late did wendy see that the entire warehouse was a summoning circle. Next thing Wendy knew, she was seeing more demons than she has ever seen before at one time, be summoned right in front of her. Pricking her finger, she summoned Alcor.
“Dip, you’ve got to see this” He came immediately, and froze.
“So thats where all the swans went” Was the first thing he said after an awkward minute of staring between the cultists, deamons, and Alcor himself.
“Scew this, I aint’ messin with Alcor.” One of the lower deamons said, and popped out of the room, followed by the rest one by one. Soon the only deamon present was Alcor himself.
“Dudes, that was the freakiest thing to ever happen.” Soos said, more calm than Wendy felt. For a moment, she thought this would all end badly. The cultists just looked petrified. They didn’t include Alcors symbol in the circle.
“W-we can explain” The cult leader said.
“Were you trying to sacrifice what was MINE, to those other deamons?” Alcor said, starting to go black.
“N-n- no! I-I… It was their fault, their idea. We just worshipped Cygnus, the deamon of swans. We wanted to please him by getting rid of the other deamons!” The leader said.
“By attempting to sacrifice what was M̷͕̤͙ͪ̎I̐͏̢̲̰͔͜N̰͚͈͂̏ͬͤĘ̟͕̙ͯ̈́̆́ͯͅ!̲͔̯̾͒͑̆̽?͎̖̞̱̟͕͚͎͋͂ͤ̓́̽͟͡”
“Kick their butts Alcor!” Wendy shouted. Alcor turned towards Wendy and Soos, muttering about almost forgetting about them, and teleported them away, namely, to the Library.
“So, who is up for some endless coffee?” Soos asked to no one in particular.
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“And that was the time your Uncle Alcor saved us from a Swan/leech deamon worshipping cult.” Wend concluded, earning ooohs and ahhs from the triplets, who began asking a million questions at a time.
“One at a time one at a time” Wendy laughed.
fin
Swans, Leeches, and endless coffee