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Working at the Mystery Shack, the world's tackiest roadside tourist attraction, was not on Wendy's Summer Fun list. Getting a job was her dad's idea.

Dan Corduroy believed in hard work. And only being twelve years old was no exception.

Wendy practically had to drag herself to work on the first day of summer to her first day of work. It had been a week since she had started working, and it showed.

Her face held a contorted expression of disgruntlement as she pushed open the gift-shop door and pinned her name tag onto her green flannel shirt.

Wendy slumped across the empty room, took a broom from the supply closet, and began to sweep. Sweeping was the easiest task. You look like you're busy doing something while your actually trying to avoid work, and it was always perfect for secretly being lazy under Stan Pine's watchful eye.

"What's got'cha so sour?" Dipper spoke up from behind his book. He didn't even have to look directly at her, anyone could've sensed Wendy's bad mood from a mile away.

"Everything." Wendy muttered her reply.

It was embarrassing to be the only kid in your grade who had to work almost every day of the summer. Just that night Wendy had received a phone call from her best friend, Tambry talking about going to a Summer Bash Party at a local water park. She had lied and said her family was going camping. The truth was way to cringe-worthy to tell even her closest friend.

A pair of footsteps thundered down the staircase as Mabel burst into the room.

"Sup, ma peeps!" She exclaimed while leaning against the counter. Today her quirky sense of fashion consisted of Galaxy leggings paired with a black sweatshirt that had a pair of cat whiskers and the phrase "MEOW" printed across the chest.

"Don't forget your name tag." Dipper said without tearing his eyes away from his book.

Mabel grinned as she said, "Oh, you mean THIS bad boy?" She revealed a glittery name tag with her name written in a swirly font. She smiled proudly as she pinned it to her shirt and asked "What'dya guys think?"

Wendy wasn't much for glitter, but she smiled anyways. It was hard to be grumpy with Mabel around. Her quirkiness always seemed to get everyone in a good mood.

"HELP!" squeaked a terrified voice as Soos suddenly flung open the door and jumped behind the counter. His small body was vibrating with fear.

Dipper finally put down his book, "Woah, Soos! What's wrong?" he asked.

Soos sat up, his eyes wide as saucers,
"On my way here I saw these little people wearing super pointy hats, and so I threw a rock at one and they started CHASING ME!" He exclaimed, waving his small arms frantically.

Dipper stood up from behind the counter and turned to his sister as he said, "it's the gnomes again."

Mabel sighed and rolled her eyes as she mumbled, "I'll get the leaf-blower."

Wendy stopped sweeping. "Wait, what?" She wrinkled her nose, "Gnomes? Are you being serious?"

Dipper forced a smile, "Uh- no, we meant...uh it was probably just Gompers. You know how that goat will eat just about anything, he was probably chasing after Soos's lunch box again."

"But Soos said-"

"You know how Soos can be," Dipper pointed out, "overactive imagination."

"Ah," Wendy said with a slow nod.

She shrugged it off. You hear weird stuff like that all the time in a town like Gravity Falls. People always seemed to be making up the most ridiculous stories and myths, it was no wonder so many tourists showed up at a place like the Mystery Shack.

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Wendy always wondered where Dipper disappeared to every now and then. Sometimes he'd announce that he was running an errand, other times he seemed to literally disappear. Same for Mabel, who instead always seemed to be ditching her shifts to hang out with her friends.

"I guess that's just what teenagers are like."
Wendy thought to herself this morning after Dipper and Mabel hurriedly announced their need to run a quick errand.

This meant that it was up to her and Soos to work by theirselves for the morning. Most people would think twice about letting twelve year olds run a gift shop on their own, but not Stanford Pines.

"Mornin' Wendy!" Greeted Soos as he walked through the door and flipped the CLOSED sign to OPEN. He wore his usual dark green question mark t-shirt and a tan baseball cap. His grubby fingers were curled around a bright red tool box that had been decorated with a variety of race car, dinosaur, and space themed stickers.

When Wendy met him on her first day of work, Soos had proudly introduced himself as the Handy Man of the Mystery Shack.

This, by far, had to be the most age-inappropriate job for a twelve-year old, thought Wendy. She couldn't help but imagine Soos accidentally burning down the Shack just by attempting to replace a lightbulb.

"Good morning, Soos." Wendy replied, climbing on top of the stool behind the check-out counter and pinning her name tag to her shirt.

She yawned so widely her eyes began to water. These working hours sure were taking a tole on her sleep. Wendy's eyes began to droop and she rested her head in her arms, hoping to get just enough shut-eye to be able to make it through her last shift of the week.

When she opened her eyes she found Soos was standing right in front of her, his face inches from hers. Wendy stifled a surprised scream.

"I can't believe those gnomes yesterday!" Soos exclaimed excitedly. Wendy could tell from the hyperactive twinkle in his eyes that the "gnome" incident of the previous morning was all he had been thinking about lately.

Wendy decided to go along with it. Sometimes Soos felt like her little brother, despite the fact that they were in the same grade. (Sometimes Wendy wondered if Soos was actually a toddler masquerading as a middle-schooler)

And as a sister-figure, it was her job to look after him.

"So what did they look like?" Wendy asked.

"They were about," Soos thought to himself for a moment before holding his hands about twelve inches apart,"this tall. With red pointy hats and long beards- like Santa!" he frowned, "except Santa's jolly and nice, these doods were real meanies."

Wendy nodded to show her understanding although she wasn't really paying attention. Her attention was drawn to Dipper who had just entered the Gift Shop, looking sweaty and flustered.

"Yo, Dippin' Sauce!" Soos exclaimed, holding up a hand for a high-five. Dipper smiled and returned the gesture.

"Hey, thanks for holding up my post."

Wendy had to bite her tongue to keep herself  from smiling like a complete idiot as she stuttered, "It- it's no problem!"

Dipper ran his fingers through his thick, chestnut brown hair, "I'm gonna go freshen up a bit before starting my shift, it'll be just a minute."

Wendy smiled and waved as he headed upstairs, "Take all the time you need!"

She sighed in deep awe. She felt as if she were melting in her seat. Then she remembered that Soos was there too.

"Oh, sorry, Soos- what else were you saying about the gnomes?"

Soos was squinting at her with a cheeky smile on his face. Wendy shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and asked, "What?"

"You like him, don't ya, Wendy?"

"What?!" Wendy exclaimed, almost falling off the stool. She took hold of the counter with both hands in an attempt to steady herself.

"Pfft, I'm not stupid. I know a crush when I see one!" Soos said, crossing his arms in a dignified manner.

Wendy wanted to reply with a snarky comment like, "oh, so you're a love expert now?"

But instead she replied with, "what makes you think that I like Dipper Pines?"

"You blush like craaaazy whenever he talks to you like that," Soos said, listing these statements by counting on his fingers, "you're always volunteering to take his shifts when he can't, and you hardly ever talk when he's around."

Wendy began to open her mouth but snapped it shut again. She remained silent. Soos had left her speechless, because it was all true.

"Ha! See, you love him!" Soos laughed, dancing around as he sang, "LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE!"

Wendy quickly slapped a hand over his mouth to silence him when Dipper walked back in. She prayed with every bone in her body that he hadn't heard anything. If Dipper had overheard anything, he didn't look like it.

"You can take the rest of the day off if you want," Dipper suggested, "you've earned it."

Wendy hadn't realized until now that she was still clamping a hand over Soos's mouth. She smiled nervously and pulled her hand away, cringing when she found that Soos had licked her hand.

She wiped Soos's saliva off on her jeans as she hopped off the stool and removed her name tag, "Thanks, Dipper!" Wendy waved as she exited the Gift Shop.

Once the door had closed she slapped a hand over her face in embarrassment.

Wendy took a moment to recollect herself before starting the walk home. She balled her hands into tight fist. She felt the embarrassment turning into anger coursing through her veins, it made her want to punch something.

I'm gonna kill Soos, she thought angrily.

She paused in the middle of the woods to punch at a tree. Normally she would've taken a few swings with her favorite axe, but sadly, employees were not allowed to be armed with such things during work hours.

She punched the bark over and over until she was out of breath and her knuckles were scraped and slightly bleeding. The pain didn't bother Wendy, it felt good. It made her made her feel revived, now each breath she took in felt sharper from exhaustion.

A twig snapped.

Wendy turned to find the source of the noise. The distant sound of leaves and nettles crunching underfoot grew closer until she could make out a figure. The person was running after something- the footsteps growing louder and faster.

Wendy wandered deeper into the woods to check out the scene.

It was Mabel, carrying a leaf blower and chasing after a small man in a pointy red hat. Wendy lifted an eyebrow and shook her head as if to make what she had seen disappear.

A gnome? That couldn't be right...

Wendy peered closer until she could see Mabel had the gnome cornered by a wall of rock and moss. Mabel cranked up the leaf blower like a person threatening to pull the trigger on a gun.

"For the last time, Jeff. I am NOT going to MARRY YOU. EVER!" Mabel growled, turning the setting on REVERSE, sucking the gnome into the long tube, head-first. The gnome kicked and yelled in protest until Mabel flipped a switch, sending the gnome flying.

Wendy blinked and shook her head in disbelief, again.

Mabel was breathing hard as she stared after the direction she had launched the gnome. She turned off the leaf blower and dragged it through the leaves as she trudged away. She looked bored, as if this were a chore she had to get done on a regular basis.

Wendy began to leave, turning on the heels of her boots when she stepped on a twig.

SNAP

Oops.

"Who's there?!" Mabel exclaimed, whipping around, aiming the leaf blower in a threatening manner. (It was almost funny how serious she looked while holding it, like Mabel had actually convinced herself that it was a weapon)

Wendy clenched her jaw as she turned to face Mabel. It was just Mabel, coming clean wasn't a big deal.

Wendy greeted her with an awkward wave,

"Hey, Mabel"

A/N:
Hello everyone!
I hope you've enjoyed the very first chapter of anti-gravity!

First off, I'm going to explain certain things to avoid confusion:

1. This is not my AU, I don't know who the original creator is (if someone could tell me that would be awesome!)

2. If you see a character's name written in bold before a paragraph starts, sometimes it might be a whole chapter, like this one) then that section is based on that character's point of view. And no, this isn't a direct POV this is all written in third person

Finally, thanks to BrightnessWings19 for her amazing work on the cover! If you're ever in need of a cover then I totally recommend checking out her Cartoon Cover Shop! :D

And that's all for today!
I might go ahead and post part 2 but I'm not sure, idk I'll decide in a second.

See you guys later!

~Cath