A/n = author notes

(A/n: I love mysteries so I thought why not write a chapter about Head Hunters…and so I did. Hopefully everyone is not too out of character…)

The next day, Dipper, Marco, Star and Mabel are in the living room, watching a show on television called Ducktective. The show features a constable and a duck detective standing next to a telephone booth that has limbs of an unseen dead person sticking out. While watching the television program, Mabel knits a new sweater, Star tries to nit along her, Marco and Dipper eats popcorn from a bowl. Mabel reaches for some popcorn, but Dipper slaps her hand.

-‘I'm afraid your services won't be required here, sir. My men have examined the evidence, and this is obviously an accident.’ The constable says.

Ducktective starts quacking, the subtitles read ‘An accident, constable? Or is it...Murder?!’

‘What?!’

-Ducktective will return after these messages. - The TV announcer says.-

Mabel drops her sweater and gasps. “That duck is a genius!”

“I agree, on Mewni the only animal this smart are Dragons.” Star says.

“Eh, it's easier to find clues when you're that close to the ground.” Dipper says.

“Are you saying you could outwit Ducktective?” Mabel Says as she has her hands on her hips, squinting at Dipper doubtfully.

“Mabel, I have very keen powers of observation. For example, just by smelling your breath, I can tell that you have been eating” He sniffs. “...an entire tube of toothpaste?!”

Her mouth is covered in sparkling toothpaste. “It was so sparkly...”

(A/n: okay I admit I ate toothpaste multiple times...)

“And very minty.” Star adds.

“You too Star?” Marco says.

“Well it smelled so good.”

Soos runs in. “Hey, dudes, you'll never guess what I found!”

“Buried treasure!” Marco and Dipper say.

“Buried” Mabel laughs and pushes Dipper and Marco playfully. “Hey, I was gonna say that!”

“I was going to say puppies but okay.” Star says.

Soos leads the friends to a door. “So, I was cleaning up, when I found this secret door, hidden behind the wallpaper. Its crazy bonkers creepy!” He opens the door.

The room is filled with several different wax sculptures.

Dipper and Marco are shining a flashlight around. “Whoa! It's a secret wax museum!”

“They're so lifelike.” Mabel says fingering Wax Sherlock Holmes.

“Cool!” Star says poking Marco. “This one even looks like Marco.”

“That’s because that is me.” Marco says.

“Oh.”

Dipper shines flashlight and points to a figure. “Except for that one.”

“Hello!” the figure says.

Dipper, Mabel, Marco, Star and Soos all scream in surprise.

“It's just me, your Grunkle Ford!”

Dipper, Mabel, Marco, Star and Soos scream even louder in fright and runs away.

(A/n: oh boy…well at least Star didn’t accidently blast him with her wand.)

“Behold the Gravity Falls Wax Museum! It was one of our most popular attractions... before I forgot all about it. I got 'em all! Genghis Khan, Sherlock Holmes,” Stanford looks at a wax sculpture of Larry King. “Some kind of, I don't know, goblin man?”

Dipper shudders. “Is anyone else getting the creeps here?”

“I am…it feels like something is staring at me” Marco says.

“And now for my personal favorite: Wax Abraham Lincoln, right over…”He looks at the melted glob of wax on the floor, which is under sunlight from the window above it. “Oh! Oh no! Come on, who left the blinds open? Wax John Wilkes Booth, I'm looking in your direction!” He bends down and puts finger in wax and sighs. “How do you fix a wax figure?”

“Not sure.” Star says. “But I would like to make one.”

“Cheer up, Grunkle Stan. Where's that smile?” Mabel asks.

“Egh.”

“Beep, bop, boop!” She says as she cheerfully pokes her great uncle in the face.

“Ow.”

“Don't worry, Grunkle. Star and I'll make you a new wax figure from all this old wax!”

(A/n: did I mention wax figures are hard to make?)

“You really think you can make one of these puppies?”

“Yup!” Star says.

“Grunkle Stan, I'm an arts and crafts master. And so is Star! Why do you think I always have this glue gun stuck to my arm?” She holds up her arm, which has a glue gun glued to it and then shakes her arm. “Eugh, eugh!”

“I like your gumption, kids!”

“We don't know what that word means, but thank you!” Star says.

(A/n: typical Star…)

Dipper and Marco are drinking soda and walking towards Mabel and Star.

“Dipper! Marco!” Star says.

Dipper starts choking on soda.

“What do you think of our wax figure idea?” Mabel shows the boys a drawing that she and Star sketched in her sketchbook. “She's part fairy princess, and part horse warnicorn fairy princess!”

“She will be able to shoot out marshmallows!” Star says.

“M...maybe you guys should carve something from real life.” Dipper says.

“That would be better anyways.” Marco says.

Mabel shows them another sketch that they also created. “Like a waffle, with big arms!”

“Or flying nachos!” Star says turning a page.

(A/n: wow Star and Mabel are really creative)

“Y-okay...” Dipper says.

“Or, you know, something else. Like…like someone in your family.”

“Kids, have you seen my pants?” Their Grunkle poses on a briefcase.

Mabel and Star turns around, both of their eyes become big. “Oh, muse. You work in mysterious ways.”

“Why's your sister and Star talking to the ceiling?” Ford says.

Star and Mabel moves back to admire their work.

“I think... it needs more glitter.” Mabel says.

“Yeah more rainbow colored glitter.” Star says.

“Agreed.” Soos says handing Mabel a bucket of glitter.

Mabel tosses the entire bucket onto the statue while Star blasts some on.

Stanford walks in with his pants on but not his shoes. “I found my pants but now I'm missing my-” He Notices Wax Stan. “Ahhh!” He falls over.

(A/n: lol for a second there he thought he was seeing his twin brother)

“What do you think?”

“Did we do a good job?” Star asks.

“I think... the Wax Museum's back in business!” Ford announces.

“Right this way people.”

Soos was leading people to see the grand opening of the Wax Museum. Dipper and Marco is working in the stand with Wendy.

“I can't believe this many people showed up.” Dipper says.

“Normally about five people show up to stuff like this.” Marco says.

“I know, right? Your uncle probably bribed them or something.” Wendy says.