The Gobblewonker, still roaring, gets hit by a rock. Its head falls down with an electric noise.

“What…” Marco says.

“What the...?”Dipper walks up to the Gobblewonker and touches its side. “Huh?”

“What's wrong?” Mabel asks.

“I think it died.” Star says.

Dipper steps on the Gobblewonker and knocks it. It makes a hollow metallic sound. Dipper climbs up the Gobblewonker.

“Careful, dude!” Soos calls out.

“I've got this! Hold on!” Dipper climbs over the Gobblewonker, then pops up from the other side. “Hey, guys! Come check this out!”

The gang discovers a handle and turns it, causing steam to come out. They open the trapdoor causing more steam to come out. They discover old man McGucket inside controlling a machine.

“Work the bellows and the...Eh? Aww, banjo polish!” He says.

“What in the world...” Marco says.

“Wha…Yo-You?! You made this? Wwwhy?” Dipper asks stuttering.

“Well, I...I, uh...I just wanted attention.” McGucket says.

“I still don't understand.”

“Neither do I.”

“Well, first I just hootenannied up a biomechanical brain wave generator, and then I learned to operate a stickshift with ma beard!” The old man replies.

“That’s totally weird” Star says.

“Okay, yeah. But why did you do it?” Mabel asks.

“Well, when you get to be an old fella like me, nobody pays any attention to you anymore.” Old Man McGucket says frowning.

Flashback….

McGucket is outside his son's window with a baseball and gloves and his son, inside his office, is closing his blinds.

My own son hasn't visited me in months!

Time passes to McGucket building the Gobblewonker.

So I figured maybe I'd catch his fancy with a fifteen ton aquatic robot!

He laughs like maniac and then sighs. In retrospect, it seems a bit contrived. You just don't know the length us old-timers go through for a little quality time with our family.”

Dipper, Marco, Star and Mabel all look at the fishing hats Grunkle Stan gave them and sigh.

“Dude. I guess the real lake monster is you four. Heh, heh!” Soos says. He quickly adds. “Sorry, that just like boom just popped into my head there.”

“So, did you ever talk to your son about how you felt?” Mabel asks to McGucket.

“No, sir, I got to work straight on the robut!” A projector shows blueprints for the Gobblewonker on the trapdoor. “I made lots of robuts in my day!” He pushes button and the projectors shows a newspaper with a robot pterodactyl breathing fire on a town and the word ‘chaos’. “Like when my wife left me, and I created a homicidal pterodactyltron,” He pushes the button again and the projectors shows a picture of a man. “Or when my pal Ernie didn't come to my retirement party,” He pushes the button once more and the projector shows another newspaper with a large robot terrorizing a town and the word ‘disaster’. “And I constructed an eighty ton SHAME BOT THAT EXPLODED THE ENTIRE DOWNTOWN AREA!” He laughs like a maniac. “Well, time to get back to work on my death ray!” He ducks into the Gobblewonker and construction noises can be heard from inside. Raises hand in a grabbing motion. “Any of you kids got a screwdriver?”

Marco digs in his pants pock hands it to him.

Dipper takes out his camera. “Well, so much for the photo contest.”

“It was fun while it lasted.” Star says.

“You still have one roll of film left.”

“Whaddaya wanna do with it?”

Any ways back to their great uncle…

Ford looks defeated and sighs.

“Hey! Over here!” Dipper Calls as he drives by on the beat-up S.S. Cool Dude and both boats stop. He then takes a photo of Stanford.

“What the-Kids?” He asks confused. “I thought you two were off playing ‘Spin the Bottle’ with Soos!”

“Well, we spent all day trying to find a ‘legendary’ dinosaur.” Dipper says.

“Which didn’t go so right.” Star says.

“But we realized, the only dinosaur we wanna hang out with is right here.” Mabel says.

Marco nods.

(A/n: still calling him old but okay.)

“Save your sympathy! I've been having a great time withoutcha'! Makin' friends, talkin' to my reflection, I had a run-in with the lake police! Guess I gotta wear this ankle bracelet now, so that'll be fun.” Ford says.

“So... I guess there isn't room in that boat for five more?” Dipper asks.

Stan glares at Dipper, Mabel, Star, and Marco.

They all put on their hats.

His expression softens. “You knuckleheads ever seen me thread a hook with my eyes closed?”

“No.” Marco says.

“Five bucks says you can't do it!” Dipper says.

“You're on!” Stanford says as Dipper climbs into the Stan-o-war.

“Five more bucks says you can't do it with your eyes closed, plus me singing at the top of my lungs!” Mabel says.

“Even five more bucks says you can't do it with your eyes closed, plus Mabel singing at the top of her lungs, and wearing Marco’s hoodie on your head.” Star says.

“Hey what?!” Marco says.

“I like those odds!” Mabel, Star, Marco and Soos, all climb into the Stan-o-war. He look at Soos. “Whoa! What happened to your shirt?”

(A/n: A beaver tried to eat it….true story XD)

“Long story, dude.” Soos says.

“All right, everybody get together. Say fishing!” Dipper says.

“Fishing!”

Soos steps into the picture, but only his belly shows. “Dude, am I in the frame?”

(A/n: Photo montage time!)

The picture of Stan, Star, and Mabel smiling and Soos' belly; A picture of Mabel covering Stan's eyes while he peeks and tries to thread a hook; Stan reading jokes while Mabel and Soos laugh; Dipper and Marco holding their first fish; Stan posing with his hand in his vest; Stan, Mabel, and Star stealing fish from some girl and her grandfather; Dipper, Mabel, Marco, Star and Stan driving away from the lake police.

The gang are on a boat. The boat shakes.

“Whoa!” Mabel says.

“What was that?” Dipper asks.

“I have no idea.” Marco says.

Mabel and Star shrugs.

Underwater, a disposable camera sinks. The real Gobblewonker swims by and eats it.

(A/n: There is going to be a second part somewhere in book 2 hopefully)