Wander and Sylvia
- With Stanford Pines
- With Dipper and Mabel -- Anon Guest
"Sure we can make it to Gravity Falls," Dipper mocked. "It's only twenty miles in a straight line."
"It still..." Mabel panted, "...is..."
"Yeah, but not vertically. You didn't say there was a mountain in the way, Mabel..."
"I didn't see the mountain on Google Maps, Dipper. You were the one saying how it was the best way to find your way anywhere."
"What'd you think those concentric lines were?"
"Party target?"
Waddles, who had grown enormous during the rest of the year, stopped to scratch his butt on a standing stone. He loosened some moss and revealed an ancient carving.
"And just great! Your pet has probably wakened up some ancient magic or some c'thuloid horror to eat us. Way to go, Mabel."
"I knew it! There it is," said Grunkle Ford, somewhere high above them. A pink bubble descended like Glinda the Good Witch, and popped, leaving both Grunkles and two other... things... on the ground nearby.
"Grunkle Ford? Grunkle Stan?" Dipper boggled at the obvious aliens and started taking hurried notes.
"This is exactly the stone I've been looking for..." said Grunkle Ford, clearing the rest of the moss off. "Your guess was correct, Dipper. This is an ancient Atlantean transport system. Ancient magic."
"Howdy, howdy, howdy," said the orange thing, shaking Dipper's hand, Mabel's hand, and Waddles' trotter. "I'm Wander. This is Sylvia. And this is amazing. Everyone put this planet down as a nowhere backwater, but I have never seen so much variety on any single place I've ever been. I might just hang around here for a while."
"Try going to Gravity Falls," said Dipper. "Absolutely nobody would notice that you're there."
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