"H-A-double L-O-W-double E-N spells Halloween~!“


At twenty five years old, Wendy wasn’t sure if she was supposed to live a few blocks away from where she grew up. All of her friends from high school had long since permanently moved out of the sleepy town of Gravity Falls, leaving Wendy by herself. She didn’t mind this much; she had the distinct feeling that very few of her high school friends had actually grown up.
Now she was running the Corduroy Lumber Co. with the business management degree she’d worked four long years for. She didn’t mind running the family business, it was rewarding and it wasn’t as if anyone else would be willing to. Her father and brothers were much more excited about cutting trees down than running numbers and taking stock.
But early that rainy Friday morning, Wendy didn’t have anything pressing to do. She had caught up with her reports and paperwork earlier that week. She decided to take advantage of her favourite weather and take a hike through the forest. Umbrella and ax in tow, she began her walk. Trekking through the rainy forest in the morning was Wendy’s favourite thing to do; she only wished she had some company to talk to.
Wendy had come home from college too late to secure her usual job at the Mystery Shack, but that was alright. She needed something different to do to keep her summer fresh and exciting. Luckily, a new pizza place had opened in Gravity Falls—Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. She had never heard of the chain before, but learned quickly that it was something similar to Chuck E. Cheese. They were seeking a nighttime security guard and, even though the pay wasn’t much, it sounded easy enough.
The manager had mentioned that she wouldn’t be working alone and she wondered who would be her co-partner in crime. She had expected to find out when she headed in, but she arrived first to the cramped security room they were supposed to report to. A singular lightbulb hung down from the ceiling, flickering weakly and giving the room a dreary feel to it.
While waiting for the other security guard, Wendy pulled her magazine from her bag and began to read, not paying much attention to her surroundings, but keeping an ear out for weird noises all the same.
Wendy can’t be bothered at the moment—she’s currently stuck in her bedroom, furiously Googling the adverse effects of accidentally selling one’s soul to a demon.

Wendy wasn’t feeling so great when she forced herself out of bed and to work one sunny morning. She had been up all night, tossing and turning and sniffling and sneezing. She had no idea how she managed to get sick in the summer, but she wasn’t going to let herself become bedridden—there was no fun in that. She wouldn’t be able to see her friends, or goof around with Soos, or hike through the forest.
She managed to make it into the Mystery Shack with minimal incident and took her usual seat behind the cash register. Wendy had never been happier that her job required minimal effort than right now.
It was a rainy and dreary day in Gravity Falls. While Wendy normally loved the rain, she was stuck at work and couldn’t take a walk in the downpour like she wanted. Now, it was just a nuisance that pattered endlessly on the rooftop.
"Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day,“ she muttered under her breath.

A hazy and humid afternoon was just beginning to turn into a cool summer evening when Wendy was stuck at the Mystery Shack for work. Not that she minded—she liked hanging out with the twins and Stan, even if her boss was more than a little eccentric.
At the moment, the redhead was flipping through a magazine her mother had subscribed her to in hopes of turning her into a lady. The models were fashionably dressed, but they looked so bored. Much like Wendy herself was at the moment. Stifling a yawn, her eyes scanned the gift shop for a much needed diversion from her work.