#wyby's drawing again

[way2gosuperrstarr]

spent literally all day trying to figure out how to draw sun and moon again i am in hell the brainrot has returned full force

like their bodies and stuff? fine, ok, i can do that. the FACES? thats where im getting trouble. its somehow very hard for me ? its mainly in the eyes and nose

i present to you this. a little guy. he's been immortalized in micron pen.

[golden--doodler]

trick or treat :D (feel free to give like.... headcanons or fic ideas you've thought abt)

Yay! Thank you so much for the ask! :D

It's always a treat seeing ya in my inbox. In case you needed to hear it today, you're great and I appreciate ya ❣️

Here's one of my favorite Gene lines I've ever written, which is from my "Linda is deaf" AU (is it weird to laugh at something you came up with and wrote??):

He massaged his temples, hoping to soothe away the pounding ache that was beginning to form. “Sorry, kids, but we need to stay here. We might get a customer. I can make you all something, and it might even taste better.”

“They have garlic breadsticks, father!” Gene punctuated his words by thumping the table with his palm. 

Plus here's some Gene angst from my Gene gets an eating disorder fic (he's such a baby, I felt so bad writing this, but it was still an interesting foray into his character. Plus, it involves Bob and Gene's relationship so that's always fun to write):

To his surprise, it was Bob. His father cradled a tray with a still steaming cheeseburger on it, and Gene would be lying if he said his mouth didn’t water at the sight. He craved the feeling of the warm meat between his teeth paired with the melting, delectable cheese. 

Bob set the tray on Gene’s bedside table. “I, uh, noticed you didn’t touch your dinner, so I made you something. It’s the Burger of the Day, the Gouddam Hussein Burger.”

He turned to leave when he paused at the doorway, as if he were contemplating his next words, “Are you all right, Gene? You know you can tell us anything.”

Maybe… maybe I could talk about how I’m feeling. Maybe I could admit everything. 

He plastered his best fake smile on his face. “I’m okay. Thanks for the burger.”

Finally, I was planning on sharing this later, but for Halloween, I made a new piece of Gene as Wybie Lovat from Coraline (because I just read the book and rewatched the movie recently). I tried to make the cat as adorable as possible, because why not? I'm not as good at drawing animals as I am at drawing people, but I tried ;-;

For some reason, being Wybie really suits Gene. Maybe it's because I think he would also like cats and both of their characters are controversial? Gene does claim to have hidden one under his bed for a long time:

[irlcats-bracket]

Bracket 5!!!!!

it's here! took me long enough

i would say not to forget to vote in the finals but there is barely any time... STILL VO TE seriously mikey vs lavender have been at 48 - 52 for at least an hour do something for them you can even get a drawing and of course get ready to submit your catpaganda

the fifth bracket starts 24th of august! 14/2 pm utc

once again reminding you that withdraws are always possible and ties result in all tied cats teaming up

names under the cut!

Submitter's neighbour's Fluffy Little Baby vs Deborah Gary vs Ellie Smoit

Mappy! vs Wybie

Handsome vs Sara vs Mochi

Tortie Cat vs Artemis

Lucky vs BEYLA vs Mocka

Miss Penny vs Her

Bella vs George vs Fennel

Mimas vs Marble

Toby vs Opal vs Cupcakes Jones

Lovey vs Pepito

Cecily vs Luna vs Cloudtail

Chloe vs Blackie

Zari vs Buio vs Pika

Maccabee vs Willow

Bean! vs Shimmy vs November

Bridget and Bella vs Lily

[itsthemysterykids]

Okay what would happen if the mystery kids played uno

Wybie: *Putting Dipper in a headlock* UNO REVERSE ME AGAIN! DO IT, PINES!

Dipper: I’LL DO IT IN A HEARTBEAT!

Mabel: *Chasing after Raz with scissors*

Coraline: *Hitting a bat against her hand* Norman~ Come out to plaaaaaay. I just wanna have a little talk, YOU FUCKING CHEATER!

Norman: I had those draw 4 cards fair and square! *Throws the deck at her and runs*

Lili: GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, NEIL!

Neil: SCREW YOU! IT’S NOT MY FAULT YOUR CARDS ARE SHIT!

[dazeddoodles]

I just thought of a owl house x Coraline au

Wybie:eda

Coraline:Raine

Other mother:terra or one of Raine's mom

The other father: Raine's other mom or someone else (if you have any suggestions I would love to hear them)

I don't know who the other people who live in the pink palace would be

(again I am taking suggestions

Only if you want of course 😁)

Oh I actually had an idea to draw Eda and Raine as Coraline and Wybie for October last year (but I ended up drawing this instead). Except Eda was Coraline and Raine was Wybie lol.

Raine as Coraline fits with both of them having blue hair and moving to a new place with their parents. Terra as the Other Mother is a perfect fit.

I think that she would first appear like one of Raine's moms, but with buttons for eyes, like in the movie. But then she reveals her true appearance as the Beldam.

Those two old ladies that ran the cat shop in the Body Swap episode can be Miss Spink and Miss Forcible. Bump can be Mr. Bobinsky. Since Eda is Wybie, Owlbert is the cat.

And Evelyn is Wybie's grandma. But instead of her sister that went missing, maybe it was her former lover Caleb.

[sugar-and-pearls]

Coraline Story

Hello! Happy Halloween!! In celebrations of this most spooky and hallowed of days I decided to give you Dearie-Ohs another preview on one of my stories.

Once again, thank you to everyone who participated in the poll. I still find it fascinating to see which of my stories people were more interested in hearing about. If you wish, please send a message about which one you picked and why, I would love to see them!

After Howl's Moving Castle, Coraline shared second place with Spirited Away so those two are the next to get a preview for. With that out of the way, lets get to the beating heart of story.

Like with my Howl's moving Castle story, this is going to take the main structure and story from the movie while adding things from the book. Out of all my WIPS (both on the poll and the ones I didn't include) this has got to be my most put together story so far, as I've already gotten to the stage where I'm writing actual chapters for it (the first chapter is near finished. Hopefully I can post it soon.)

I first started this story about, two-ish years ago. Back then I had planned to write the story within six weeks and post it in the beginning of spring. Course then I got burned out and couldn't write for a year so now I'm just taking it slow and doing a near rewrite. I did managed to post the first chapter of the original write so if anyone is interested in reading that, you should be able to if you search in the "Hedone writes" tag.

Now, on to the story

After in anonymous tip is sent in to the BPRD Merope volunteers to investigate a place called the Pink Palace, having previous history and old ghosts hidden in its walls. Unaware of its new occupants - in particular, of the new child living there. Merope is sucked into the story of Coraline,though not alone as she is accompanied by Klarion the Witch Boy.

Thus getting involved in the with the main story. I have a few scenes already planned out. My favourites so far has been:

Merope and Klarion going to the local minor fae court to investigate. For this scene I'm drawing most of my inspiration from Holly BI'm also using this as a way to explore Merope's past before she joined the Addams.lack's fae writing - mainly from her book The Darkest Part Of The Forest.

In the original book there is a scene where Coraline has a picnic with the Ghost children after freeing them. It was somewhat cut in the movie so I decided to add that in here with a few small changes.

Merope going through the door and saving the Other Wybie. This last scene I think is what actually inspired me to write this story. I remember watching this movie and wishing

It's a scary scene that has me on the edge of my seat while writing it.

I also want to use this as a way to explore Merope's past before she joined the Addams.

Like I said above, I have changed somethings since my original draft. To start, I plan on showing off my more world building/ crossover skills in this story. To make a list of fandoms I've added to this fic we have;

DC

Hellboy comics

Sandman

Ancient Magus Bride

There are more but these are the main ones so far. I plan on Morpheus being a somewhat minor character and Klarion to be a main supporting character in this.

In this story I plan on Morpheus being the love interest here.

This is one of my more horror based stories. Coraline was one of the first things that really scared me in my childhood and I wanted to bring that fear with me in this story. As such I plan on it being just as dark as it was in the book.

With all that said, if anyone has any questions or just wants to talk about this story please just ask as my letter box is always open.

With that in mind, have a lovely day or night my Dearie-Ohs

[mixed-up-media]

So, I'm currently working on Norman's Bad end, but my Ipad died, so I had some spare time. So I decided, hey, why not try drawing that AGAIN! So, this is kinda what I had in mind for Bad-End-Coraline's every day wear. Casual. The first drawing was more for what she would be wearing while doing something actually important.

Since the Beldam's whole shtick is being motherly and is raising Coraline to follow in her foot steps, I pictured her in somethin akin to the 50s women fashion. I love the idea of her girl-bossing in a freaking 50s dress. While I was looking for reference pics, I saw women with curly bobs, And I knew I made the right decision.

I was worried how I could mirror the look with Wybie's, but then I realized...

THE 50s HAD GREASERS!!!

Greasers are the guys who always have leather jackets, MOTORCYCLES, slicked back hair, you know. I always headcanoned that Wybie would have a greaser phase, so when I finally get to him, we are getting a Greaser Wybie.

[yb-cringe]

Wybie why is False acting lijke the evil fanon versions of Enderwalk Ranboo rn???? WHAT IS HAPPENING

My blorbo is maybe evil but also, anxiety, but also Crimes and Expirements

and memory issues

this is just c!Ranboo all over again god dammit gchvjbk

Why do i keep getting atttached to these kind of characters

i doNT KNOW. its SOOO intriguing tho like im Enraptured ive been drawing her for two hours

[i-am-blue15]

Wybie: Using that golem talisman on a pile of scrap was genius! I never thought I would have the best building partner!

Franken-Scrap: (Moans as he spots a shiny red button)

Wybie: Now what’s the rule? No touching any levers, switches, dials and especially red buttons! Absolutely not!

Franken-Scrap: (Pushes it anyway)

(The machine than launches a rapid fast basketball which it ricochet’s off the walls of Wybie’s garage, breaking off Franken-Scrap’s leg and sending wybie crashing into a pile of boxes) 

Franken-Scrap: Ah! Buuuuddy!

Wybie: Accidents happen, it’s all good. 

Franken-Scrap: (Laughs)

Wybie: Whoa, Your foot. Someone need Wybie’s help? I just can’t imagine a better building buddy than you. Your perfect. Except for he backwards foot thing.

Coraline: (Off-screen) C’mon Wybie! Aren’t you coming?

Wybie: Great work, but I gotta go bye-bye. We’ll tinker again tomorrow.

Franken-Scrap: Buuuudyyy.

Wybie: Sorry, buddy, you can’t come.

Franken-Scrap: (Moan)

Wybie: I know, I know, I’ll miss you too. And remember, keep it down. If my friends find you, especially Jonsey, You’ll be back into pieces before you can say... (Moans)

Franken-Scrap: (Moan)

Wybie: Exactly!

Franken-Scrap: Buuuudyy- (Slams the door and severs his arm)

-

Franken-Scrap: (laughs as he touches random objects in the living room before preparing to touch the TV)

Wybie: No! Buddy, no touching buttons! I-I mean no flushing muffins! What a waste.

Coraline: Ok, Wyb, what’s with you today?

Lili: It’s obvi, Jones. He’s wigging ‘cause he’s dying to wreck some Golem dweebs!

Franken-Scrap: Ehhh?

Coraline: So you’re itching to make a mess, is that right?

Wybie: Uhh, Yeah, I hate those big jerks. Any moment I’m not smashing a rock jerk into jerk dust is a wasted jerk moment. Bunch of jerks! (Whispers) I don’t mean you.

(Franken-Scrap then runs out the back door crying while wybie looks with sadness)

Raz: Aaaand the hug is still going.

Wybie: Good times! You know, we should do this again.

Coraline: Yeah, see ya.

Norman: He’s acting weird. Not just Wybie weird. Dipper weird. No offense.

Dipper: I was gonna say the same thing.

-

Wybie: Buddy! Buddy! Hey! Where’d you go, buddy?

Coraline: There you are. What’s up with all the secrecy?

Wybie: Friends! What are you guys doing?

Raz: Hold that thought. We got a little situation going on!

(Down below, Franken-Scrap is tearing off a man’s black jacket, breaking a a wooden standee of grocery shopper wearing a black coat and taking off and ripping a small dog’s hoodie)

Neil: A Golem made of metal?

Raz: And he’s only attacking people in black jackets. Huh, it’s like someone who wears a black jacket really hurt this guy’s feelings once. Strange. (Raz says as Wybie starts to break down in tears)

Lili: Dibs on wrecking him!

-

Witch 1: We could never let you keep him. Destory him, sister!

Witch 2: My extreme pleasure.

(Witch 2 pushes Wybie away before conjuring a bolt of lightning at Franken-Scrap, but Raz deflects it just in time.)

Raz: Back off! He’s ours, apparently. 

Mabel: A new best friend? You’re gonna need this, you’re one of us now, buddy! (Mabel draws a Mystery Kids symbol on his face)

Franken-Scrap: (Giggles) Buudyyy!

Wybie: That’s right! Your on our team.  But this fight isn’t about making projects, it’s about kicking evil witch faces! Are you with me?

Franken-Scrap: (Grunt)

Wybie: This way, buddy. (Turns him around)

-

(The Mystery Kids are outnumbered by golems and get themselves tied up in metal cable.)

Franken-Scrap: Ahhh! Buuuudiiiiesss!

Witch 1: Finish them. And destroy the traitor.

(The witches golems close in on him. But Franken-Scrap enraged by his new friends getting hurt, concentrates all his power and summons nearly all the metal in the junkyard and make his hand three times as big. 

Witch 1: They grow up and turn against you so fast.

(With swing of his fist, all the golems and witches are set blasting into the night sky)

[way2gosuperrstarr]

(images in no particular order)

just some .. funny little doodles been in a moony sort of mood :3

i did these all really fast THEYRE NOT LIKE THE BEST QUALITY BUT I JUST NEEDED TO GET SOME IDEAS OUT . yeah . ugh im still trying to get a pen i like in my program 😭😭

sorry if im not tagging right yet im still sort new to how tumblr's posting system works !!!

[golden--doodler]

What is your favorite fanwork of any kind from:

a complete stranger- a friend or mutual on tumblr- a tangible friend- yourself-

Oooooh, thank you so much for asking, Nikki!!❣️❣️❣️

As for a complete stranger, I'm honestly not sure!! There's just so much good art and other creativity that I've come across, that it's hard to say. The closest thing I think of, is, well, I suppose I wouldn't call them a complete stranger, but @cosmicriff created this amazing Invader Zim animatic based on the script and voice acting of an unmade episode. It's incredible and hilarious and everything I ever needed in life.

As for a friend/mutual, I think we can all agree that @drawthething/@drawthethingdoppelganger makes some of the best art in the Bob's Burgers community, hands down. I was going to make a separate post about this, but she could be an illustrator for a children's book, I'm serious. If I could one day get my hands on a book that DT helped illustrate, it would probably be the best day of my entire flipping life. It's so hard to choose, but my favorite thing she created might either be the AJR Gene she made as a gift to me, or the Boblin Comm she did for me, because come on, it was the cutest stinking thing on planet earth. The way they're looking at each other has me giggling and kicking my feet every time. Their expressions are just so cute and soft.

As for a tangible friend, my best friend, Matilda (again, not her real name for privacy, pffffft), has written some of the best things ever. We collaborated on a huge writing project, which is a Gravity Falls fic. I'm really hoping to be able to finish it one day, because that would be great. She's such a great friend and fantastic writer. Honestly, she reminds me a lot of DT. If Matilda is my writing friend, then I consider DT my artist friend❣️

As for me?? Sweating as little, 'cause now I have to appreciate myself. I'm not actually sure, but one of my new favorite pieces was the recent Huskerdust Loser, Baby artwork I made. I wasn't sure how it was turning out when I was making it, and then it ended up looking really nice. Another one I'll mention is probably my Gene as Wybie Lovat from Coraline piece, because I thought it was very cute, especially with the cat on his shoulder. I also put an actual background there for the first time in awhile. Okay, I didn't actually draw it myself, but still.

[lookforthefuture49]

RECENT ART TIME BOYS

1: funny little nameless Litten oc with a glass tail, which they store their favorite items in. Listed is some of their most favorite toys.

2: an oc I was traded which now belongs to a dear friend.

3: Old oc I made new art of because I lost the og art

4: Same as above

5: a cute little Skitty oc I made :))

6: Pumpkin the Bellibolt whiteboard drawing

7: Roy, Wybie, and an unnamed oc but in an apocalypse au

8: Roy again

9: Gif of BonBon, an Umbreon oc I got

:DDD

Also no stealing its all on Toyhouse so you're not getting it

No reposting either! Their ocs and I don't want you to repost it!!

[nogooddeetz]

Quick! A tv show or film is going to be turned into a musical! You get to choose! What will it be, and which Broadway performers will be playing the main characters any why?

this is such a good question! the first one that comes to mind, one that could realistically work on stage visually and story-wise, is coraline. it would be a book turned into a movie and then turned into a musical, but close enough. it would have a spooky vibe to it like beetlejuice (also adapted from a movie) with comedy elements. plus with the themes and relationships of the original story i feel like there could be some great songs made for it! the other mother would definitely kill a creepy villain song. also, the movie adaptation is visually so very beautiful and i think with today’s technology, the set for a stage production could look totally awesome too (i once again bring up beetlejuice as reference - that stage is so cool!).

as for the cast… i’m not sure. i feel like someone else would be able to come up with one better but… hmm. coraline i think should be a young actress, yes, but not necessarily a young child like she is in the movie. i think someone edgy with an edge to their voice like eva noblezada would be cool! i realize she might be a tad too old, unless coraline’s character is aged up a little in the process. someone younger (i’m thinking 17-21 range) could work too, i just don’t have anyone specific in mind for that criteria. sophia anne caruso could work, but that almost feels too on the nose. the other mother is tough! she has such a specific creepy vibe to her i find her hard to cast! i’d love to see idina menzel play a full-on villain, but she might be a little too… i don’t know, warm? sympathetic? for this one. wybie is another tough one because he has to be weird and ominous at times but still super likable the whole time! i’m drawing a blank on him to be honest. i do think alex brightman would make a hilarious sergei alexander bobinsky though!

[harpydrawsstuff]

I absolutly love your mystery squad AU and Im wondering if you have any art for other characters like pacifica or coralines parents ,and if you don't do you have any ideas for those characters?sorry if a long ask.

Thank you!!

Oh man, now that I think about it, I’ve never drawn Coraline’s parents before.

I HAVE drawn Wybie’s grandpa though!

His name’s Daichi Mikan and he’s a really sweet guy <33

And I may have doodles of Dipper and Mabel’s parents lying around, but I don’t think I’ve really drawn anyone outside the Mystery Squad before, except for Wendy. But I have NO idea where that drawing is right now.

Ah wait, I have Summer somewhere!

I hate her (I love her)

…I’d say that I should draw the other characters more but I’m already struggling to draw anything right now so like.

SCREAMS

I imagine Coraline’s parents to be strict, so she starts rebelling against them and she dyes her hair, and god knows how she isn’t dead yet. They moved again, this time to Piedmont (why? Better house? Cooler garden? Ion know yet) where Coraline met the Pines Twins and unexpectedly Wybie.

[konkadra]

Day 3. Wybie Lovat. Teacher and student.

Honestly, I love this boy!!))) It's just that every scene with him in the cartoon was a separate delight for the eyes 💙 While I was drawing this, a little sketch came to my mind about how Wabi decided to show Caroline his secret place, which is located near the forest. I don't know, if there is time and desire, I will even depict it later in the form of a comic book) And again I will kill myself drawing backgrounds…

[wil-is-done]

When You’re A Mystery Kid - Chapter 6: Gravity Falls Grand Prix

Summary: This is why prepubescent kids should not be allowed to have a race across the town.

Word Count: 4.105

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IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a repost.

Disclaimer: I only own the story and my OCs

“Do you really have to tinker with your bike every day?” the blue-haired girl asked, sitting on Wybie’s workbench. 

“Jonesy, that’s like asking if a fish needs water.” Wybie replied from underneath his bike, still busy tinkering with it. “Besides, today’s a special day.”

“You going racing with the boys again?” she asked.

“Yep. And I’m going to win this time.” the boy replied.

“Really? After what happened last time?” Coraline asked with a teasing smile. She moved towards Wybie and knelt beside him, “You ate Raz’s dust, literally.”

“Last time didn’t count.” Wybie replied grouchily. He slid out from under the bike and moved to his workbench, starting to tinker with something on it.

“You’re just being a sore loser, why-were-you-born.” she teased, rising back to her feet.

“Hey, when someone brought psychic powers to a race, it’s not considered a race anymore.” Wybie said, still busy tinkering.

“Oh, stop whining, you baby. Raz didn’t mess you up that bad.” Coraline rolled her eyes.

Wordlessly, Wybie put his skull mask in Coraline’s view. Her eyes widened at the state of the mask; badly burnt on one side. “Okay, I guess he did go a little overboard with the fireballs.” 

“A little?” Wybie casted a quick, annoyed glance.

“At least you came out fine, right?” Coraline said.

“Well, if that kid tries anything funny again, at least now I have a little something up my sleeve.” Wybie spoke with a mischievous grin, piquing Coraline’s interest.

“A little something up your sleeve?”

The boy moved away from his worktable, giving Coraline a clear view of the object he was tinkering with. Although taken aback for a few moments, a grin similar to Wybie’s quickly worked its way to the girl’s features.

“That is a big something up your sleeve.”

-

“Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to the most hair-raising, adrenaline-pumping, jaw-dropping race competition this dimension has and ever will witness; the Gravity Falls Grand Prix!” Mabel announced at the top her lungs, complete with over-the-top gestures, to the hilariously small crowd of Neil, Aggie, and Lili. Even then, Neil is the only one showing the same level of excitement as Mabel. 

“Wooo!!” Neil shouted, clapping elatedly. Aggie has a cheerful smile on her face, while Lili looks bored out of her mind. 

“Today, four fearless speed-freaks are going to give their all in a grueling, high-velocity contest for a chance to win the ultimate prize: the Mystery Trophy!” Mabel shouted, gesturing to a crudely-made trophy made out of cardboard.

“Check your math, scream queen.” Lili spoke, annoyance written across her features. “Make that three freaks.”

Mabel took a peek at the contestants lined up at the starting line and found that one of them is indeed missing. “Where’s Wybie?” she asked. 

“I haven’t seen him since breakfast.” Norman said, sitting on his bike-motorcycle hybrid.

“I think he’s cooping himself up in the garage.” Dipper added, sitting on driver’s seat of the Mystery Cart. 

“That little baby probably doesn’t want to go up against me anymore.” Raz stated with a smug smile, drawing annoyed groans from Norman and Dipper. 

“Well, we can’t start the race without him.” Mabel pouted. 

“I’m here!” A voice called out. Everyone turned towards the source, spotting Wybie with his bike beside him, Coraline tailing behind him. 

Raz crossed his arms, a smug smirk on his face. “Well, it’s about time. I’m starting to think you’re backing out.”

“Oh, I have no intention of backing out.” Wybie spoke, sharing a mischievous grin with Coraline, drawing curious looks from the others. The two shared a quick fist bump before Coraline joined the spectators, while Wybie positioned his bike on the starting line.

“Hey, what’s that?” Dipper asked, pointing to some sort of container attached to the back seat of Wybie’s bike.

“Just a little something to help me win.” Wybie replied with a barely contained grin. 

“Alright, now that everyone’s here, we can go on with the show!” Mabel beamed, switching back to her over-the-top announcer persona. “Contestants, time to explain how this supersonic showdown’s gonna go down!”

“This race is divided into three segments. First, the contestants will race from here, the Mystery Shack, across town and get to the junkyard. How you get there is completely up to you, the only rule here is you cannot directly hurt or hinder other contestants. That means, things like a psi-blast to the face, ” Mabel, along with everyone else, gave Raz a sharp glare, which he replied with sheepish chuckle, “is strictly forbidden. But, doing things like blocking your opponents’ path is fair game.”

“Once the contestants entered the junkyard, we move on to the second stage of the race. Here, the contestants will race around the junkyard to find a red flag, expertly hidden by yours truly.” Mabel gestured to herself, earning her eye rolls from everyone except for Neil and Aggie. 

“If one of the contestants somehow managed to find the flag that I have hidden with extreme hideyness, then we immediately move on to the third and last stage of the race. In this stage, the contestants will race on a linear route from the junkyard to the “Welcome to Gravity Falls’ sign at the edge of town. But, here’s the catch; there will be absolutely no rules in this leg of the race, meaning contestants can steal the flag from other contestants and just pretty much go nuts on each other.”

A grin made its way to Raz’s features, and a very annoying one at that.

“First one to cross the finish line at the sign, with the flag in hand, will be declared the champion of the GRAVITY FALLS GRAND PRIX!!” Mabel exclaimed at the very top of her lungs, earning grimaces from the people around her. 

Mabel took a deep, deep breath, before continuing. “Alrighty then, gentleman, start your engines!”

Recovering from Mabel’s screech, three engines roared to life one by one, while a swirling ball of psychic energy formed underneath Raz’s feet, suspending him in midair. A look of fierce determination made its way to each of the contestants’ features. Even Norman, who took part only because of the urging of his friends (*cough*Aggie*cough*), wore that competitive look. 

“Ready!” Mabel exclaimed, pointing her grappling hook into the sky. 

The sounds of engines revving filled the air, while the swirls on Raz’s psi-ball spun faster by the second. 

“Set!” Mabel placed a finger on trigger, careful not to fire it too early. 

The competitive spirit can be felt even among the spectators. Neil, Aggie, and Coraline are trying to outdo each other in their cheers. Even Lili now looks mildly interested. 

“GO!” 

Mabel’s hook flew to the sky, and in almost the same moment, the four racers are propelled forward, the tires of their vehicles (or psi-ball, in Raz’s case) spewing out muck and dirt behind them. The four sped out of sight, accompanied by the cheers of their friends from the sidelines. Once they are well out of sight, the cheers slowly died down, except for Neil’s, who kept clapping on excitedly.

However, he eventually stopped when Mabel’s hook returned from the sky.

“Owww…” Neil groaned, rubbing the top of his head.

Mabel grimaced. “Sorry, Neil.”

-

Wybie turned left hard, cutting the sidewalk by a few inches, eliciting a yelp from a nearby pedestrian. Behind him, Dipper emerged from the same corner, all four tires squealing as he drifted into the turn. The twelve year old almost crashed the cart into a pedestrian on the sidewalk, but he managed to regain control at the last second, quickly hot on Wybie’s tail once again. 

Wybie took a glance behind him, smirking. “That heap of junk ain’t built for racing, disco girl!”

An irritated look flashed across Dipper’s features for a second, but it’s quickly replaced by a smirk of his own. “At least I won’t turn into a ragdoll if I crash into that truck, blabber mouth!”

Alarmed, Wybie faced forward again, finding that there is an actual truck backing out into the road. He swerved to the right, narrowly missing the truck. Regaining himself from the near collision, Wybie silently berated himself for his carelessness, before twisting the throttle hard. His bike reacted accordingly, sending him speeding down the road. 

An intersection came into sight ahead, and Wybie quickly decided that he would turn right ahead. As he took the turn, a red bike-motorcycle hybrid carrying a spiky haired boy suddenly zoomed past him. Out of shock, Wybie briefly lost control of his bike, but he quickly regained control. The spiky haired boy in front of him took a quick glance at Wybie, the edge of his lips curled into a tiny smirk. Wybie was genuinely surprised by that gesture.

Norman, of all people, just challenged him. And, with a grin and a hard twist at the throttle, Wybie gladly accepted. 

Bit by bit, Wybie began to catch up to Norman, until eventually, they are neck and neck.

“You should know,” Wybie spoke, eyeballs darting towards Norman, “I haven’t tweaked that thing for a while.”

“Oh, don’t you worry,” Norman replied, returning Wybie’s gaze, “I’ve been tweaking it myself.”

“Really?” Wybie smirked. “Well, guess that explains why you’re so slow.”

“Hey guys!” Dipper shouted, behind them by a few feet. “Don’t forget about me!”

“We still remember you, Dipper!” Norman shouted back, sharing a mischievous smile with Wybie.

“Yeah, as the kid stuck in last place!” Wybie added, chuckling afterwards. Dipper simply grumbled silently in reply.

 At the end of the street, the entrance of the junkyard came into view. The sight brought determined smiles to all three of them. Wybie’s smile in particular grew larger, as he slowly but surely took the lead. Wybie is now leading by a tire, and his smile just kept on growing. 

Until he heard someone shouting from above him.

Out of the sky, Raz suddenly landed in front of them, the impact his psi-ball made shattering a rather large area of the concrete road. Wybie and Norman quickly swerved left and right, driving around the cracks to avoid getting thrown off their bikes. Behind them, Dipper braced himself as the ride became a little bumpy for the next few seconds. 

Once they passed that, they are greeted by an all-too familiar face wearing an all-too familiar grin. The psychic is even floating backwards, as if to mock them even further.

“Hey, that was cheating!” Wybie yelled out.

“No it’s not. How am I supposed to know the road is going to break when I land on it?” Raz reasoned, but the lopsided grin on his features made it quite clear that he knew full well of what he did. The psychic turned back towards the junkyard, and gave himself a psychic boost to zoom past the entrance. The other three, irritated, wasted no time in following the psychic inside. 

Once they are inside, the second leg of the race officially began; the hunt for the red flag. Raz is already scouring the junkyard for the flag, deftly maneuvering between the heaps of scrap thanks to his highly adaptable psi-ball. However, even though the others’ vehicles are only limited to one form, that doesn’t mean that they will give up so easily. The three split up, each searching for the flag using their own methods. Dipper, being the one using the largest vehicle, searched at a slow but steady pace, carefully observing every nook and cranny from afar since he can only stick to the larger paths. Norman’s method is similar to Dipper’s, steadily searching in every corner, with just a few bursts of speed in between. But, since his vehicle is smaller than Dipper’s, he can tread in paths that Dipper could never take. As for Wybie, his method involves him racing around the junkyard at high speed, eyes darting left and right in a frantic search for the flag. Whatever their method is, each one of them is certain that they will be the one to find the flag.

A full ten minutes passed, yet the flag remains unfound. After completing what must’ve been his hundredth lap around the junkyard, Wybie began to grow weary. His focus is decreasing after constantly squinting his eyes at his surroundings, the heat of the summer sun is making him sweat profusely, and his bottom is feeling sore after riding so long on an uneven surface. Eventually, Wybie pulled the brake pedal, coming to a full stop next to Dipper. From the looks of it, the twelve year old is also growing tired of the search.

“Man, when your sister said she hid it well, I never thought it’s going to be well-hidden in our standards too.” Wybie said, wiping some sweat from his forehead.

“Same here.” Dipper grumbled, his face buried into the steering wheel. “To be honest, I was kinda half-expecting for her to ‘hide’ the flag at the entrance gate.”

A dry chuckle escaped Wybie’s mouth as he straightened his legs, trying to work off the soreness all over his lower body. “Man, I really wish I have my mask right now.” he moaned. The magnifying glass he added to it would’ve been a huge help in finding the flag. 

In the distance, he can hear engine noises and scrap metal being tossed around, meaning that Norman and Raz are still searching. Groaning, he forced himself to twist the throttle once again, propelling himself forward and leaving Dipper with his face still buried in the steering wheel. 

He continued his search at a much slower pace this time, taking the time to carefully observe the piles of junk around him in search of that elusive red flag. His more cautious method seems to bear fruit, as he spotted a path he never noticed before. The path is incredibly narrow, pitted by two huge junk piles. It is so narrow in fact, that Wybie’s bike can barely fit through. Nevertheless, the boy continued onwards, carefully of course, lest he accidentally knock one of the junk out of its place and be buried under several tons of scrap metal. He looked left and right as he travels down the narrow path, but it seems the flag is not here either. A disappointed sigh escaped his lips, thinking that going down this path is just a waste of time.

Until he turned his gaze upwards.

Hanging several feet above the path before him, is a wreckage of a car. And sticking out of the car’s exhaust pipe, hung a small red flag. 

A chuckle of both joy and disbelief came from Wybie’s mouth at the sight. He briefly wondered on how on earth did Mabel managed to place the flag all the way up there, before wondering on how on earth is he supposed to retrieve the flag from all the way up there. However, he noticed a piece of scrap metal further along the path that is positioned into a crude ramp, and perfectly placed so that someone can launch off the ramp to get the flag. 

It’s far too perfect for it to be a coincidence.

Silently thanking Mabel for the help, Wybie twisted the throttle as hard as he can, speeding down the path as fast as the bike can take him. He launched off the ramp, stretching an arm upwards as he neared the flag. He snatched the red flag from the exhaust pipe, and a huge grin immediately formed on his face. He successfully landed his bike on the ground, and continued speeding until he is out of the narrow path. 

He came to a full stop, taking some time to swallow the stunt he just pulled. He looked down to see the red flag he held in his hand, and an overjoyed feeling quickly crept up to him.

“I got it!” he yelled out, raising the flag to the sky. But, just a second later, Wybie immediately realized the stupidity of what he just done. His voice must’ve been heard throughout the junkyard, and already he can hear engine sounds converging on him.

“Aw, crud.” 

He twisted the throttle hard, speeding as fast as he can towards the exit, or at least towards where he thought the exit is. He turned left and right, now in search of a way out of the junkyard. As he rounded a random corner, he was met with the sight of Norman and Dipper speeding straight towards him. A silent curse escaped his lips, quickly turning around to go back the way he came. Now with two people hot on his tail, Wybie is more frantic than ever to find the exit. Fortunately, since Dipper’s cart is much heavier that Wybie’s bike and Norman’s bike still requires a bit of pedaling to get the engine running, Wybie managed to stay ahead for most of the time. 

Wybie rounded yet another random corner, and to his infinite relief, the exit is right in front of him. He gleefully sped out of the junkyard, with Norman and Dipper following close behind, initiating the third and last leg of the race. As if on cue, golf balls are pelted at Wybie from behind, courtesy of both Dipper and Norman. It seems Dipper found some golf balls inside one of the many hidden compartments aboard the Mystery Cart, which he then gave to Norman so the medium can shoot them at Wybie with his slingshot. 

“You’re ganging up on me?! Seriously?!” Wybie shrieked, swerving left and right to try to dodge some of the golf balls. 

“Anything goes now, Lovat.” Norman grinned as he fired off another golf ball, managing to hit the hand that Wybie is using to hold the flag.

The flag came very close to slipping out of Wybie’s hand, but the boy managed to regain his grip around the flag. Wybie took a glance behind him, his eyes focused on the container attached to his bike, and his mind briefly wandered to its contents. The item he stored inside is sure to take both Norman and Dipper out and win him the race. 

“No, not yet, Wybie. Not yet.” He muttered, choosing to endure the (relatively) harmless pelting of golf balls instead. A ball struck his ear, and he simply sighed, “At least Raz’s not around.”  

As the three sped down the road, the buildings at the side of the road are gradually replaced by trees, until eventually they are completely replaced by rows and rows of trees. That could only mean they are getting close to the finish line, much to Wybie’s joy. Eventually, a right turn came into sight ahead, and a grin formed on Wybie’s lips. He’s not very familiar with the roads in Gravity Falls, but he knew that after that turn, it was just a straight line to the finish line, the ‘Welcome to Gravity Falls’ sign. 

Wybie entered the turn, certain that victory is within his grasp.

Until he heard a bellow from above. 

“Look out below!”

Judging from the last time he heard a shout from above him today, he instantly knew something bad is about to happen.

Raz landed right next to him, sending a psychic shockwave at every direction, knocking the flag out of Wybie’s hand, which Raz quickly took hold. Raz landed so close to Wybie in fact, that the shockwave threw both Wybie and his bike into the air and out of the road.

Still in midair, panic starts to set in for the young mechanic, until he realized, this is the perfect time for his ‘little something’ to take the spotlight. He opened the container at the back of his bike, and he reached inside with his left hand. He withdrew his left hand, now covered all the way to his elbow with a black-colored box-shaped contraption with a gleaming metal spear tip at the end. He pointed his left hand at a nearby tree, and the spear tip fired off towards the tree, leaving a thin wire connecting the tip to the contraption. The tip embedded itself to the tree, and once the wire tensed, the centrifugal force propelled him back into the road. 

The boy landed right between Dipper and Norman, eliciting a surprised shriek from the two. 

“You- wha- how-?!” Norman stuttered, shocked beyond words. 

Wybie grinned in reply as the wire reels back into the contraption, with the spear tip eventually reattaching itself to the contraption. 

Dipper narrowed his eyes at the gadget covering Wybie’s left arm. “Is that a-?”

“Arm spear!” Wybie finished, giving a proud gaze to the gadget he spent three sleepless days finishing. He turned his gaze forward, eyes narrowed on the psychic ahead, smugly waving the red flag around thinking that his victory is certain. He didn’t even notice Wybie’s rather grand return to the race.

With a hard twist at the throttle, Wybie surged ahead of Dipper and Norman. The two simply shared an amused smile, content to let Wybie win the race after seeing the insane stunt he just pulled. Wybie inched closer and closer to Raz, but overtaking the psychic is not what he had in mind. He pointed his arm spear at the psychic and, with the pull of a trigger concealed inside the contraption, fired off the spear tip.  

Wires wrapped around the legs of the oblivious Psychonaut, finally stopping his pre-victory celebration. Before Raz can react, Wybie gave the wires a hard pull. The pull made him lose his grip on the flag, and threw him backwards. Wybie flashed Raz a sly grin as the psychic passed him, catching the red flag with his right hand. Raz flew past Dipper and Norman before he used his powers to land safely. Even then, he can only stare dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events. He then let out a sigh, accepting his defeat. Nevertheless, he reformed his psi-ball and sped off to catch up to his friends.

With the flag in hand, the finish line coming in sight ahead, and his arm spear ready should anyone try to overtake him, victory is guaranteed for Wybie. He looked back, finding Norman, Dipper, and Raz behind him. The three smiled at him, as if giving him their blessing to win the race. Wybie smiled back, silently thanking them, before twisting the throttle for one last push to the finish line. 

However, as the four got closer to the ‘Welcome To Gravity Falls’ sign, Wybie, along with the other three, noticed something odd on the sign. Wybie crossed the finish line first, as expected, with Norman the second, Dipper the third, and Raz coming in fourth. However, there were no cheers, no celebration, no victory dances. The four braked to a full stop, abandoned their vehicles, and gathered in front of the sign. 

They stared at it, the race and its outcome completely forgotten by them. 

“Is that…?” Dipper said, tilting his head to the side.

Across the sign, there are burnt marks crudely made to the shape of an upside-down smiley face. The burnt marks looks fresh, with tiny embers still lit and sizzling sound emanating from it.

“Who made this?” Raz wondered, looking around to find someone that could’ve made the face. 

The four stared at the face in silence for the next few minutes, before Wybie broke the silence by asking, “Guys, am I the only one getting-“

“No, you’re not.” Norman answered, already knowing what the boy is going to ask.

He felt it. They all felt it. Staring at the burnt smiley face, they somehow felt that feeling. A feeling that sent chills down their spine.

An ominous and menacing aura, one that made their hair stand on end. 

-

Such ending. Much ominous. Very foreshadowing. Wow.

So, I hope that ending doesn’t ruin the wacky fun stuff the Kids did in this chapter too much. And if you guys think that ending was a bit abrupt well… I meant for it to be, cuz whoever/whatever did it was not quite right in the head. 

Also, the reveal of Wybie’s Signature(ish): his Arm Spear! Quite a Zelda fan, aren’t you Wybie? Well, to be honest, that’s not the… final form of his Signature. First, something unspeakably horrible has to happen to him first, then he’ll get his full Signature! Sounds fair, right?

And for next week, since you guys asked for it, MK Plays Video Games! What game would it be? Check in next week to find out!