Welp. I fell out of a tree.

In front of Dipper. Cute, nerdy, fifteen year old Dipper.

And I'm pretty sure I might have broken my arm.

Freakin' lumberjack Wendy Corduroy fell out of a tree.

THREE TIME LUMBER GAMES CHAMPION WENDY!

I am an idiot.

(30 min before)

Pine needles crunch softly underfoot as we hike through a cool forest. The breeze pulls at my hair and Dipper and I banter and talk as we hike farther into the forest. I try to keep blushing and stuttering to a minimum. I don't know how good I am at hiding it, but these chances to have Dipper to myself rare and you better believe they're cherished. Mabel is baking cookies with Candy and Grenda, and Soos is working on the exhibits today, so when Dipper asked me if I wanted to see this really cool grove he found… This is finally my chance to make my move!

"Wendy?... Wendy!" I snap out of my thoughts and blush. Ugh. That's five times now!

"Uh, yeah! Yeah, yeah, I was just… Just… uhhh…" He's so tall and sweet, and those eyes… wowwww… Jesus, when did I become a nutball like Mabel? "n-Never mind."

Dipper continued, "So… I heard from Marcus that you won, like some l-lumberjack thing right?

I have observed Dipper is not the most socially comfortable person, (like myself sadly) so this is good! My efforts are finally going to pay off today.

"I did, yeah! Dad makes us compete every year, so with that much practice, I guess I kinda have to be good at it."

"That's actually pretty awesome, Wendy. If you like trees, wait till we get to this grove. You ever seen an imp before? Oooohh, so this one time..." Our conversation turns to the supernatural, which is pretty much Dipper's thing. Guys at my school are into football, or band, or collecting expensive shoes and other crap. I don't care about those things. Never have.

The monsters in this town are half legend, half fact, so I'm not really shocked by any of this… But I never realized the scope. I know Mabel and Dipper's thing is magic and the supernatural, and yadda yadda, but… I know there's more. I'm a sneaky kid, and I hear a lot more than I'm probably supposed to. Last week, I looked in Dipper's weird old journal and there were pages with like, zombies, demons, and there was honest to God BLOOD on one page! I mean, what the hell? I'm positive they've done more than catch gnomes and play with Question Quail, but they won't tell me any of it! The cool stuff, I mean. The monsters, and the ghosts, and the conspiracies… for three summers the halfway famous pair has come up to Gravity Falls, and since I just started working at the Shack I only really met them this year. According to Marcus, they've done all kinds of crazy stuff here.

I always thought those stories about them fighting Summerween monsters and vampires were made up, any sane person would-but when you're actually with them, they don't seem so far fetched.

Until, Mabel laughs hysterically and tells me I'm only hearing tall tales. Dipper just kinda sits awkwardly. I'm good at reading people, and it doesn't take a psychic to know what's up.

Suddenly, a pair of hands clap over my face and I shriek and then quickly blush when I realize it's just Dipper.

"We're here, kid! Tallest trees in Gravity Falls! Maybe the world. I actually don't know."

I gasp. The trees are massive! Gigantic! "I… I have never seen anything like this! This is incredible! These can't be normal. How…. " I trail off, lost in the wonder of the immense trees.

"If they were regular trees I wouldn't have dragged us six miles to get to them. These things are called Elians, an ancient race of huge, and in some cases magical, trees that have been in this valley for probably thousands of years. I think that the reason you can't see them from far away is that they have a Zarish Cloak, maybe from the Glynth Mines, but I doubt it, something of that caliber is most likely Divenial made..."

He glanced at me, and realized he's rambling again. I would listen to his voice all day, but I still don't know what he's actually saying. I elbow him, "Question? What are you talking about, man?"

"Uh, well, a Zarish Cloak is something that the the Elves put in place to block some of the more obvious magical things from human sight from long distances. Perfectly reasonable, these things are enormous, I mean you're lumberjack kid, and I'd bet my hat you've never seen anything like this." He smiled at me. I smiled back

Annnnd I spit out the stupidest thing possible.

"I bet I can climb higher than you can."

After a moment of surprise, a grins spreads across his face.

"It's on."

That was my first mistake.

Authors note-

ok, so I'm not sure how long Im going to continue this, I want to see if people like it first. I have three more chapters written, and I will post those once I edit them, but if this story isnt going all that great, I might just focus on my others.

I LOVE antigravity falls, and I would like to thank MagicMoneyPants for inspiration. if you haven't read that one, you need to. I am sort of bad at writing dialogue, so I apologize if it sounds clonky. Ok enough talking. And as they say in canada, PEACE OOOOOOOOT