Novel & Cerita Gravity Falls Uncle

Please? Tears are soaking my cheeks as I scrabble for purchase because I’m beyond desperate. I’ve never seen Uncle this enraged before. He looked ready to kill me. And then I hear it. I still go to listen harder. There. The faintest snarl. The sense I’m no longer alone. Is that you? “Looks like we didn’t send him a big enough piece. I guess we’re going to have to do something about that,” Uncle growls as he continues to drag me down the stairs.

If he were in front of me right now, I’d give him a flying kick. “What? Uncle, I’m not. There was just some random guy who unexpectedly approached us, and he seemed like trouble. He’s probably the one who hurt me and my best friend. And besides, Uncle, I don’t think Murphy is recovering well. I believe he’s resting. I’ll just book a Grab and head back if that’s what you want.” I yelled in frustration, rolling my eyes. My breathing was becoming laboured. “I don’t care; get yourself a Grab. I have something to tell you,” Uncle spat. My heart pounded at what he might want me to do. What could it be this time? Has he been possessed by a malevolent spirit?

Cosmos? "Uncle Flinn!" Gravity wriggled out of my hands, butt naked, and dashed into the living room.

Fuck, what was this? "Now are you going to listen?" Uncle Ramone sighs, giving me a stern look. "You nearly died, dumb ass. The sooner you realize that, the better." Letting out a growl, I shoot him a glare before trying to stand again, only to come up with the same result. "As much as I admire your determination, you really should listen to your uncle," Tyson chuckles. "My uncle likes to exaggerate most of the time," I point out. "He’s quite the drama queen once you get to know him."

They almost had him. "Why?" a curious look pulled up his uncle's face as he leaned closer to whisper "Did it not work out?" "What? No, it did." Their eyes twinkled as they moved closer for more "So it did." Guy grinned "I always knew my boy could do it. Who wouldn't fall for a masterpiece like this?" they all laughed and Will shifted as he could feel their loud laughter's now attracting people in the lobby. His uncle tapped him on shoulder "Did I tell you that back in my days, I was called the woman crusher."

She’s probably here to say something that’ll just ruin my mood. Kiera smiled, her eyes sparkling as she gestured with her hands. “I have good news, Frank.” The words caught his attention. Slowly, he looked up, searching her face. She wasn’t known for “good news”—not for him, anyway. “What’s the good news, Mom?” he asked, genuinely curious, a little wary. Kiera’s smile widened. She crossed her legs and leaned forward, looking almost pleased with herself. “I spoke with your uncle Zach early this morning,” she began. “After a long time, I finally heard something positive.”

It actually feels as if she was doing this on purpose to scare them even more. And she was succeeding... Mira ran fast, but Uncle couldn’t keep up because his testicles ached horribly. He didn’t know why, though. After only a few minutes, Uncle’s body gave way and he tripped and fell to the ground. “Nathan!” screamed his ex, worriedly. “Ahhhh… Shit!” Uncle cursed, nor realizing that his fall had hurt him bad. “I can’t run anymore, Mira.” Mira stopped running and went back to Uncle’s side. “Come on, I’ll help you up!!!” she shouted.

Clara moaned softly after Arthur's finger brushed past her scalp, making her tensed body relaxed. “ You know so much about them, uncle, do you think it will work?” She asked as Arthur's hand stopped moving, making her open her eyes, “ what's wrong?” She asked, seeing his face all stoic. “ The next time you call me uncle again, I'll fuck you till you forget how to speak,” he threatened making her burst out laughing for his childishness

The roar of the Serpent’s Tail river rose up from far below—a thousand-foot drop into churning, icy death. I fought weakly, but they pinned me down. Genevieve looked down at me with cold satisfaction. “Goodbye, Little Star.” She nudged me over the edge with her slipper. The world spun. Wind howled past as I fell, the jagged rocks below rushing up to meet me. In those final seconds, no random memories flashed. Only the ones that mattered, the ones that still burned. Caspian’s strong arms around me the night he first confessed he loved me, his voice rough with emotion.