Wow. It's been a month already. Nice transition into that time skip, author.

As Ford (or rather Dipper, but we're not going to talk about that) had predicted, the entire town of Gravity Falls with all it's weirdness had been transported into another dimension. Every citizen, every manotaur, and every two-headed squirrel had made it's way into this new dimension. Nobody had yet ventured outside of the town for fear of the consequences of doing so, but they had gotten plenty of tourism in the past month. The first little trickle, leading to hundreds, then thousands of guests, seemingly there to marvel at what appeared to them to be a recreation of a town from a popular children's show. Many of these tourists mentioned this, to the confusion of the town citizens, but nobody thought too much of it.

Some people (mostly Stanley) took is as a business opportunity and took to bleeding those poor saps of every last penny. Everyone found it kind of amazing when they met so many new people who were all way more characteristically developed than people from their home dimension were. It was like they had personalities that fluctuated and most of them never said the same thing twice. There weren't specific things that were characteristic about these people. They were just themselves. And quite a few of them were excited and awed as they came into town.

One such example was two boys about the same age as the twins who wandered around the shack in excited chatter. The two looked to be identical twins, aside from the dye that streaked each boy's hair. One had blue tips, while the other had matching yellow tips. The two even wore matching outfits, one with a blue square etched in the center of his sweater and the word 'Cultist' etched underneath, torn black jeans, and sky blue GUESS shoes, while the other wore a shirt with a golden triangle in the center that said 'Illuminati confirmed' underneath, torn white jeans, and gold and white GUESS shoes. They chattered on excitedly and pointed at random things around the shack. Grunkle Stan had complained earlier about one of the twins having pulled multiple pranks during the tour of the mystery shack, which Wendy, Dipper, and Mabel actually found quite amusing.

Dipper's amusement quickly ended when one of the boy's started not-so-subtly flirting with Wendy over the counter. The boy with the blonde dyed hair, who he quickly tried to shoo off to no effect, only to send the boy's attention hurtling toward him instead, giving Dipper an immense case of whiplash and a slight headache.

This town is amazing. It looks exactly like the Gravity Falls from the series," The boy commented. "What series?" Dipper asked as inconspicuously as he could. "You know. Gravity Falls. Have you seriously never heard of it? God, even the people here look exactly like the characters from the series. Everybody here has some A plus cosplay." He gave a small thumbs up, discretely nudging his blue-haired brother into the conversation. Said blue-haired boy did not seem to appreciate this, stepping back again shyly.

"Um, I kind of assumed that the town was sort of based off of Gravity Falls, but maybe Gravity Falls was actually inspired by this town," The shy boy perked up. The blonde shook his head at this though. "No, Alex Hirsch said that the town was kind of inspired by Reedsport, although we weren't able to find it. And it was just a completely random idea he came up with based on shows he liked as a kid and his own relationships with his twin sister and grandfather," The blonde corrected, then blushed realizing what he'd just said sounded like the ravings of a fanboy (which he was not, of course. He was definitely not obsessed enough with the show to know all these random tidbits about it and to cosplay for it every year at con. Definitely not).

"What were your names again?" Wendy asked with a little bit of curiosity lacing into her voice.

"Oh, my name's Bill and this is my brother Will. Cipher that is," The blonde commented, jerking a thumb at his brother. "I swear that's our real names. We had the unfortunate honor of having a Cipher as a father." William seemed to grimace at the mention of their father. Dipper's eyes went comically wide at this. Bill Cipher, the same name as the dream demon that had caused Weirdmaggedon and almost destroyed their home dimension. Was this Bill Cipher some sort of dimensional copy of the dream demon? Would this mean bad news for the town of Gravity Falls?

The blonde seemed to notice and blew a raspberry. "Man, you people are strange. I don't think I actually caught your names though." Dipper was about to answer before Mabel cut him off. "My name is Maybelline Palm, my brother here is Mason Palm," She noogied Dipper for emphasis. "And Willow Cordeau over here. Our grunkles Stanislav and Stanford and our handyman, Jesus, are all working elsewhere," Mabel said, effectively giving everyone in the shack their own aliases.

Dipper raised his hand shyly adding, "But Mason's kind of a dumb name so I just go by Dipper." Mabel looked at him as if she were scandalized that he'd just ruined all her hard work by dropping his nickname like that. Bill squeaked excitedly at that, startling the twins. He then cleared his throat awkwardly. "Sorry. Why is it that you go by Dipper?" Dipper gave him a look clearly saying he did not like being asked that question, but he still lifted his bangs. "It's a birthmark," Dipper clarified. Bill marveled at the mark and swiped a finger across the unsuspecting boy's forehead. "It's not fake. That's so goddamn cool." The boy had stars in his eyes. Dipper made a mental note that this Bill Cipher was probably harmless.

"Do you guys cosplay by chance?" Will asked suddenly. The group looked at him oddly.

"What's cosplay?" Mabel asked excitedly.

"It's Costume Roleplay. You dress like a character from a show, anime, or video game and go to cons and shit. Fandom PDX is coming up in a week and Will and I always go. We live closer to Portland anyways. We're all signed up, so we're staying for the full two days and we even signed up for a big contest they have every year where you just do a little skit. It's pretty cool. It's three and a half hours from here, three from where we live, but it's well worth the trip. You guys would totally blend in there," Bill explained.

"Yeah, Bill's going to do this awesome thing. We always cosplay these cute little original characters we made up within the Flatland universe, but lately because of our names and the fact that we basically look like the human version of Bill Cipher, who was recently introduced into Gravity Falls, people have some to just assume we're actually cosplaying Bill Cipher and the Reverse Falls version of him. Flatland's a good book by the way. And this year Bill's going to play and sing to a song he really likes. It might not get a lot of recognition, but we have a funny little routine we made up for it," Will added.

"Yeah. Will said I wouldn't be able to get a grand piano onstage, but I've worked some stuff out. So it's gonna be pretty awesome." Will gave Bill an eye-roll.

"Sounds cool," Dipper said, getting a little excited about the idea, since he had in fact read Flatland (yes, he was that nerd) and the fact that it seemed like his kind of deal. Which became all that more amplified as Bill mentioned how excited he was for the Dungeons and Dragons event on the second day (apparently this new dimension's version of Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons). "Great Uncle Ford would probably be psyched about that sort of thing." Mabel grimaced at her brother's word usage. "Brobro, no offense, but never say psyched again." Dipper gave her an odd look before shrugging.

"Hey, maybe if you decide to go we could ride together. Our foster mom would probably be willing to carpool. She's got a giant 15-passenger van 'cuz she's always taking a bunch of kids on field trips all the time. Plus all our foster brothers and sisters. But they always stay home with dad during con," Will suggested. "Sounds cool, man." Wendy bumped shoulders with Dipper. She scribbled a series of numbers on a dollar bill she'd gotten from the cash register. "Call here the day before you go and we might come along." She smiled politely.

"Cool. Sounds good," Bill answered, pocketing the cash.

"We're closing now. So get out. I will not hesitate to use the hose on the elderly!" Their Grunkle Stan suddenly yelled tiredly from near the vending machine.

"Oh, sorry. I guess we should get going now. I guess we'll see you before con maybe?" Will said, grabbing his brother's hand.

"Yeah, bye. It was nice meeting you," Dipper said hurriedly as the boys left. He then turned to Wendy and asked, "Did you really just give him your number?" Wendy laughed at that. "No, man. That's the number to the Mystery Shack, ya' dweeb. Besides, he's your age and I meant it when I said that I wasn't too comfortable dating a 13-year-old." She stuck her hand out. "And that dude's way too weird to be my type anyways." All of them laughed at that.

Mabel poked Dipper in the ribs. "But just weird enough to be your type, Dipdop." Dipper shooed her away. "No, definitely not, absolutely not."