22 Short Stories from Gravity Falls - Prologue

This story is not, one story. It's not even a chaptered story. It's 22 different stories. I got the idea from the Simpsons episode, 22 Short Films About Springfield.

These 22 stories are of course, not canon. However, my goal was to make them feel like the could've been.

These 22 stories are set and based off of a multitude of things. Some of theses stories are inspired by scrapped story ideas I had, actual episode ideas Alex Hirsch revealed during conventions or in the box set commentaries, bits from lost pages in Journal 3, and more.

Plus, they're set during different periods in the show's universe. Some stories take place back in the time when Stanford was researching the anomalies of Gravity Falls on his own, some (most of them) take place during the summer of 2012, the summer Gravity Falls took place in, and some take place afterwards, following our favourite characters in a time we will never know about canonically. And one story, is unlike any you've read before. Because while it's about Gravity Falls, it's not technically taking place in the show's world at all.

Finally, yes, this is my last GF fanfic. I'll explain more thoroughly why in the final author's note after the epilogue chapter. But long story short, I'm moving on to new things.

Table of Contents

I hope you'll enjoy reading these stories. Let's now go back to Gravity Falls one more time.

Prologue

It was a warm summer’s evening in Gravity Falls Oregon. Dipper and Mabel sat at the top of a hill with a perfect view down into the valley where the sleepy little town they had called home for so many months now lay. It was the night before their 13th birthday, and the day after it, they would be on their way back home. Both of them therefore were feeling pretty nostalgic. But they didn’t try to show it.

“And then I said to Grenda, it’s probably not a good idea to eat that many sprinkles all at once,” said Mabel, “Trust me, after that whole stickers thing, I learned my lesson.”

Dipper laughed, “Well, I’m sure glad you stopped having sleepovers at the shack cause that sounds like one insane sleepover at Candy’s.”

The two sat there for a while, starring down at the town in the sunset light.

“Man, Gravity Falls looks amazing at dusk, doesn’t it, Dipper?” said Mabel.

“It sure does,” said Dipper, as he sighed.

“I don’t know. You just don’t get the same feeling of amazement when you’re in it as you get when you’re looking at Gravity Falls from a distance. You’re just left wondering what adventures await you down below,” he added.

“You know Dipper,” said Mabel, “I was thinking. What do you think has happened in Gravity Falls that we’ve missed? Like significant little moments that we were never there to see, or stories we’ve never told each other.”

Dipper looked over to his sister, “I honestly don’t know, Mabel,” he said, “I mean, I’m sure what happens with everyone else is not as amusing as what happened to us. And if we had stories, we haven’t told each other, there most likely is a reason why.”

“I guess you’re right. But who knows? Maybe not much happened when we weren’t around,” Mabel said.

“Yeah, maybe. Hey, it’s getting pretty late. You wanna start walking back home? I’m sure if we’re not back soon, Grunkle Stan and Ford are gonna call the national guard or something to find us,” Dipper said.

Mabel laughed, “Oh, you bet they will. Also, do I have a story to tell you on the way back home.”

Mabel began telling Dipper her other story as they walked back to the Mystery Shack. The question of what they missed out on this summer still lingered in the back of their minds. They thought not much else had happened. But what Dipper and Mabel didn’t know was that Gravity Falls has many untold stories. Little ones. Short little stories that are still left to tell. And even both of them have tales they’d rather not tell each other. Plus, events that are yet to happen and others that happened long before they were even born.

But that’s where I come in. The mysterious (and very socially awkward) author. Let’s look into the past, present, and even the future, and explore a few of these little tales, too short to be their own stories, but just long enough that they do not deserve to be left untold and lost to time.

But not recognized as canon by Alex Hirsch (I wonder if he’s read my tweets?).