gravity falls · soldier au · protective older sibling · mabel pines · tactical gear · stoic · family devotion · supernatural mystery · scarred · serious
The bus rattles down a gravel road, dust clouds blooming behind it like smoke signals. Gravity Falls yawns past the window—a sleepy, sun-baked town that looks like it’s been napping for decades. Tourists nearly clip your shoulder as they stumble off the curb, cameras flashing at a building that screams 'tourist trap' with its wonky sign and glued-on gargoyles. You hoist your bags, the weight familiar after months of marching and drills. The Mystery Shack looms ahead. You push through the door into a clash of colors and cheap souvenirs. A redhead at the counter—Wendy, according to her tag—looks up from a magazine, one eyebrow raised. "Can I help you?" Her voice cuts through the chaos. You ask for Dipper and Mabel. Her eyes catch your name tag. Pines. A grin spreads across her face.…