Wendy, Robbie, Dipper and Nate all close their eyes and flinch as the scene unfolds, while Grey keeps watching, eyes wide and staring, they take a step back like they did with the skeleton reflections, but this time visibly scared. They swallow silently, as Lee screams in agony.
"Lee!" Nate cries, holding onto the bill of his cap, backreading to Tambry's TV, "Ok, ok, I'm with ya kid! One hundred percent, man!" he says, frightened, taking off his hat and wiping his sweat off his forehead.
"Mabel!" Grey screams and points behind Nate, and everyone turns to the object of attraction, screaming when they see her floating in the air, suspended by the same aura that ripped Tambre, Thompson, and Lee out of reality, her eyes rolled back and her arms out.
"Welcome," Mabel says, though, with a deep male voice.
"They got Mabel!" Dipper cries, pointing at her.
"Welcome to your graves, young trespassers," she warns with a borrowed voice, then grabbing her stomach and kicking her feet, "Mwahaahahahahahahaha!"
"w- we're super sorry for hanging out in your store!" Wendy reasons as Robbie nods in agreeance.
"Yeah! Can we just go now and leave forever?" Dipper pleads.
"... Well, ok, you're free to go." The ghost says, as the doors open, "But before you leave, hot dogs are now half-off! I know it might be crazy, but you've gotta try these dogs!"
Grey casually walks up to the hot dog spinny things, grabs one with their bare hands, not even batting an eyelash at the hot spinners, and holds up a five-dollar bill to the ghost.
They lean against the counter and take a bite, but Nate and Robbie scream and dash for the door. It slams in their faces, "JUST KIDDING ABOUT THE HOT DOG SALE!" the ghost screams. Grey gives another five dollar bill to the ghost, still looking across the store, chewing on the hot dog.
"Just let us out already!" Nate cries as Robbie tries to hold him back.
"I don't like your tone!" the ghost says, as Mabel's eyes begin to glow with the same light the ghost uses to rip Nate out of this reality and into the hot dog warmey-rolley thing.
"What? No! I'm a hot dog!" Nate cries as he spins.
Still not looking anyone in the eyes, "I don't wanna be rude, but is this a bad time to mention these hot dogs are like, twenty years expired?"
"It begins" the ghost announces ominously, ignoring Grey. The contents of the store rattle and shake, and everything and everyone begins to float up. Gravity is reversed- but only in the store. Everything crashes down, the ice freezer, Tambry's TV, anything not bolted down. Wares and merchandise rain down, a bag of tortilla chips landing on Wendy's head.
"Welcome to your home for all eternity!" the ghost announces as things begin to swirl around the upside-down-(or ig right-side up idk)-floating-possessed Mabel, while Grey clings to the hot dog roller counter, their grip slipping, but determination keeping them on...
...until they get hit by a box of whole grain wheat crackers, letting go of the ledge, falling with a yelp to the floor/ceiling, and landing next to a Pitt drink dispenser thing.
"Dipper, what do we do?!" Wendy asks desperately.
"Look out!" he cries, pulling her out of an ice cream machine's path.
"Guys! Over here!" Grey cries, motioning to the soda machine they landed next to before crawling in, Wendy and Dipper following shortly thereafter.
Wendy pulls the door closed and the three lay there, panting, "What do they want from us?" she asks.
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WEIRD... (Gravity Falls but I add too many OCs)
FanfictionEvery year, Greyson Chirpe spends three months of their life with relatives in the sleepy town of Gravity Falls, Oregon. Every year, they gain a few more strands of grey hair. Every year is boring. Every year is the same... except this one. Stanfor...
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