Oneshots in the lives of Candy, Dipper, and Pacifica! All take place when they are about 17.
Paz and Dipper
August
Pacifica Northwest stretched to her fullest as she laid on the couch. At her feet Dipper sat with a mystery book over her legs and a tense look on his face.
Must be an interesting part. Paz mused to herself, He usually only looks like that when there's a new clue...
She stretched out her legs again and jostled his book slightly. He huffed and leaned back, but didn't acknowledge her.
Paz frowned at the lack of attention and tilted her head to the side.
"Hm-mh." She cleared her throat. Still, nothing.
"The groundskeeper did it." She said, deadpan.
He yelped indignantly and whipped around to face her. "What-why-how did you-"
"I didn't." Paz laughed and brought her legs close to her, "I just guessed. But you're ignoring me!"
Dipper blinked. "You..." He set the book aside and sighed. "Yeah, okay, I guess we were supposed to hang out, huh?"
"Duh." Paz sat up and rested her head on her knees. "And as much fun as sitting here in silence has been..."
That was a joke, of course. Most of the time when they hung out, it was in silence. There was something about the silence that both enjoyed, and both could be comfortable in it. That wasn't something she would give up. But it still got boring, from time to time.
"Well, Your Majesty," Dipper rolled his eyes, "What would you suggest we do?"
Paz shrugged. "I dunno, what do you wanna do?"
"Why would you bother me if you don't know what to do?" Dipper leaned towards her as they started their favorite game: The Questions Game. They would each respond in only questions until one of them (or someone around them) broke.
"Why weren't you paying attention to me in the first place?"
"Why do you need attention all the time?"
"Do I have to have a reason?"
"How is this relevant?"
"Why did you bring it up if it wasn't relevant?" Paz giggled at his annoyed look.
"Fine."
"I win!" Paz sat up straight and grinned. Dipper grinned back.
And pushed her off the couch.
