Grunkle Stan Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

“Give a girl a break, won’t you?” I understood her though, she used to be my chiropractor rat before I twisted her ankle causing her to stay immobile for days. Ever since then, she had forbidden me from ever trying it on her so I turned to Ava. She owed me that much for always covering for her and even risking my life sometimes for her. I knew she hated it too, but I loved it and as long as I don’t break any bones, I’m good. The sound of cracking bones always made me relax and watching those videos is like my favorite thing to do.

“Since you’re all dressed up now, I guess it’s time for me to take my leave. I’ll be back in a matter of minutes, so don’t get too overwhelmed. They’re just kids.” Stanley rolled his eyes, the floral gown making him look like a bizarre cross between a bodybuilder and a grandmother. “Whatever, just get going, okay?” he said, his tone laced with exasperation. “The longer you take to get back, the longer I’m stuck with these little monsters.”

Zayden jerked his head up A car was stopped right in front of him. He tried to swerve, but the wet, icy road betrayed him. The tires lost grip. The steering wheel spun under his hands. The vehicle skidded across the slick pavement Then everything flipped. Metal screamed. Glass shattered. The world turned upside down. And then... Silence. Cold. Dark. The snow outside continued falling, calm and steady… as his crumpled car lay still on the side of the road. *****

Adamson pushed him aside angrily and carried my father to the helicopter, waiting to ferry him to the hospital. Before they took off, Adamson gave me a look of approval. I clicked a button to end the livestream and this entire farce. After I smashed the water pillar and saved Gwen, she tried to curl up against my chest. Her lips trembled so much that she could barely form a full sentence. “That was terrifying, Weston… If you actually died before my eyes, I’d live the rest of my life in guilt.

I needed to shake it off before I said something stupid. So I broke the tension the only way I knew how. “You ever gone cliff jumping?” His brows shot up, expression snapping from stormy to horrified. “What? No. Absolutely not.” I grinned, teeth flashing as I floated backward a little. “Seriously? Never?” “No, because I enjoy living,” he said, deadpan. “And also because I have a healthy respect for gravity.” “Oh, come on,” I teased. “Live a little, rock star. There’s a spot right over there—” I pointed to the ledge just past the falls “—it’s not even that high.”

The fist connected but passed right through Xasha's body but before Wanton have time to be shocked, he felt a sharp pain across his back and a force hit his body that sent him crashing from the sky. All the rubble on the ground rose with Wanton, millions of rocks big and small rose into the air and rotated around Wanton, protecting him from the air currents. It seemed like asteroids orbiting around a planet as the number of rocks in orbit grew with every passing moment. The ground was breaking apart and the loose rocks took to the skies, clashing against the air currents.

I could only try to comfort him. "She made her choice, and now she's got to deal with the fallout." I figured things would finally quiet down, but out of nowhere, Zack, who had been off the radar for ages, fired up a live stream. … On screen, Joanna was tied to a chair, a gag in her mouth muffling her cries. Zack looked a mess, his face a minefield of zits, and his body bulked up like he had packed on a decade in days.

The jar of nutella brought hunger, Jeremy had suppressed the whole evening and came out raging. Grabbing a plastic spoon and the whole jar, Jeremy skipped towards the dining chairs and switched on the TV. Jeremy sat on one of the chairs―opened the nutella jar and scooped one big spoonful―hungrily moaning at the sweet aftertaste. Jeremy watched the replays of Riverdale but focused more on finishing half jar of the nutella. When his stomach felt full, Jeremy put down the jar, excessively leaning back and stretched his fair arms. The clock displayed fifteen minutes past seven and Jeremy switched off the TV.

“Let’s see what those YouTube videos taught you.” Jake inhaled like he was about to jump out of a plane. “If I break anything, you’re driving me to the hospital.” “I’ll sled you down personally” I promised. He pushed off cautiously and to my surprise, he didn’t immediately fall. Sure, his arms flailed a little, and his knees wobbled like spaghetti, but he managed to make it about twenty feet without eating snow. I let out a celebratory cheer. Jake reached the bottom, slightly out of breath but grinning like a kid who’d just pulled off a magic trick. “Did you see that?”