THIS IS DURING WEIRDMAGEDDON BUT NOT CANON, ALL OF THIS IS MADE UP. THANKS FOR READING.

Its already Day 2 of the Weirdmageddon apocalypse. No one is to be trusted unless they prove it. Somehow…

Anomlys are everywhere, some good, most bad. Nothing in between. The Pines family were getting themselves ready in case.

Stanley was bandaging his scarred palm, wincing in pain through it. Ford was getting his laser gun, Journal 3 and the rift, something Bill needs. Mabel? She’s being Mabel, no need to explain. Wendy was just getting any weapon to protect herself. Soos had pepper spray, Classic. And Dipper was putting on his dark blue vest.

Stanley: Damn it, Poindexter! If you were gone, this wouldn’t have- Hiss. -happen!

Ford froze and turned his head to Stanley, anger and confusion on his face.

Ford: Did I hear you correctly? Cause, WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL, STANLEY!!? YOU’RE THHE ONE WHO BROUGHT ME BACK, AND YOUR BLAMING ME?! HOW DARE YOU!! Throws hands up while shouting.

Stanley: YES I AM!! Points at Ford. BECAUSE IF YOU WEREN’T BORN, I WOULD’VE BEEN FINE!!

Mabel panicked and went between them, spreading her arms into a T.

Mabel: Worried. Stop fighting!!

Ford glared at Stanley before looking back at himself to see if has everything he needs. Stanley just huffed and cut the access bandages.

Dipper had a nervous expression on his face, mumbling ‘O-Oh jeez…’ under his shaky breath.

Wendy: Not the time to bicker, dudes. We have to get ready. Takes bat.

Soos nods, putting his cap on and fixing its position into a comfortable one.

Continue!