Gravity Falls Hands Novels & Stories

she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. Then a sharp pain shot through her hand. "Ouch!" she cried as her fingers slipped—someone had struck her with a shard of glass from her spilled lemonade. The burning sting made her grip falter. "I can’t hold on any longer… Lucy—where are you?" Her voice was desperate as she looked down at the ground far below. Her left hand tried to catch on, but it was too late. Gravity pulled her down forcefully. Her fingers scraped against the rough railing; her skin burned and her nails broke. The wind roared in her ears as she fell, her screams lost in the night.

I felt myself being thrown back, my body floating like an object defying gravity. A yelp escaped my lips, my eyes widening and in my panic, I reached out, my hands scrambling for the nearest frame I could grab. I touched flesh, warm and firm and grabbed on like my life depended on it. Actually, my life did depend on it. I heard a shriek, but it wasn't mine. Vanessa was falling too, in slow motion and she was screaming, her face wild in shock.

It was enough that I could slip a claw through and slice the barrier up through the middle. I was immediately falling from the sky. I imagined a soft pillow catching me, uncertain if that exercise would work. I closed my eyes, fearing the worst as I dropped hard to the ground. Surrounding me was the fluffiest pillow that took the brunt of my fall. I laid there for a second, catching my breath.

Freya's Pov My hands and legs flailed helplessly, as the water joined hands with the force of gravity to pull me down. Water got into my nose, mouth, and ears, and it was a very horrible feeling as I plummeted downwards, unable to even scream, unable to cough, unable to choke, just getting rained down by the powerful water. My hands fought to grab anything I could find, just anything as my heart seemed to want to tear right out of my chest. But all that happened was my hands sailing right through the water, unable to grab anything.

My slippery hands grasp tightly at the white frame of my window as I dangle counting to three before letting go and free falling. I land with a loud thump on my stomach, biting back the urge to scream as pain ricochets through my kneecaps and elbows. Ignoring the sharp pain, I scuttle to stand up and edge myself over and off the shingled roof of my back porch to slide down to the back patio. A second loud crash fills my ears, causing me to move faster. Following the same routine, I force my hands to let go and drop, but this time landing on my feet seeing it was only about an eight feet drop.

He froze when he saw Lyra drifting near the ceiling. "Emma! She’s doing it again!" Félix squeaked, nearly dropping the tray. He set it down frantically and lunged for the baby, catching her in mid-air and tucking her securely against his chest. "Lyra, we talked about this. Gravity is a friend. Gravity keeps us on the ground where the snacks are." Lyra just gurgled, reaching out to grab a handful of Félix’s blonde hair.

They were rising, his two feet, like two kites on his thin, wiry legs, slowly rising out in front of him and above my head. There was my abdomen, splayed out ahead of me. I was unable to make out the edges of my waist because of the fluttering of my t-shirt in the wind as I fell. The realisation had dawned. I could feel nothing under me. Even the air was nowhere. My hands were flapping by my side—two noodles I had no control of. My chest tightened, my breath speeding up. I managed to force my eyes shut, bracing for impact. I was powerless versus gravity; I was falling.

“What? How is that possible?” My hands instantly lost their strength and I let go of the Globe. It fell to the ground and shattered with a loud crashing noise, causing even more chaos in the hall. My knees wobbled and I fell to the ground as I locked my gaze with his. “Randall.”

Kiera’s Pov My hands and legs flailed helplessly, as the water joined hands with the force of gravity to pull me down. Water got into my nose, mouth, and ears, and it was a very horrible feeling as I plummeted downwards, unable to even scream, unable to cough, unable to choke, just getting rained down by the powerful water. My hands fought to grab anything I could find, just anything as my heart seemed to want to tear right out of my chest. But all that happened was my hands sailing right through the water, unable to grab anything.

In the next second, I snap my feet together and shove them between his legs where he stands in the dirt and drops my weight back. His head pulls back, and he sways toward me, giving my legs momentum like a pendulum swinging between his wide legs beneath him. I look up from between his legs and watch as he loses his balance and descends backwards. It’s a scramble to get out of the way of his way as he steps a knee back and steadies himself with an ease that seems ethereal. I am frozen on my hands and knees, watching as he yet again defies gravity and stays up right.