"Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future."
-David Mitchell
Two Girls, One C or B Word
Bessie Higgenbottom was standing in a field within San Francisco, finishing a chant of a verbatim Latin. The book she desperately held released a floating light of a spherical contour. She gleamed into its mystifying allure, feeling invited to a world away from cynicism. A pied piper's gleam of hope that she couldn't believe.
"Bessie! NOOO!"
The young girlscout turned around, facing her oldest friend Penny. She had discovered her scheme and wished to forewarn the evitable.
"Don't try and stop me, Penny! There's no reason to, it can be fixed!" yelled Bessie, unaware of a giant fluorescent hand, squeezing its way out of the miniscule portal.
"I don't want to be The Mighty B anymore; I just want to meet my Dad!"
Penny didn't think, she just pushed her friend out of the target. As Bessie tried to get up, she witnessed in horror as her best friend's entire self was absorbed, along with the same energy.
The park was silent.
"Penny…why?..." Bessie asked in growing despondency, bleakly reaching for the empty space her friend had sacrificed herself in.
Before she could begin to weep, the portal appeared once more.
That very hand which took her friend away offered an extra ticket, taking Bessie with it.
Somewhere within the forestall boundaries of Gravity Falls was a young girl of Asian descent. She scaled a few hilly areas in pursuit of a specific type of gecko which she could add to her collection. After finding it, the same girl tried to reach for it. A snake emerged from the rock the gecko was perched on and bit the reaching hand before devouring the gecko.
The girl shrieked for a second before running out of the woods. She only made it away from the trees before the venom began to decrease her ostensible awareness.
Just a few yards away, a bigger figure spotted her and carried the smaller girl as she fainted.
After waking up, the girl found herself lying on a bed with an IV attached to the arm where the snake had inflicted poison.
To her left was a taller, bulkier girl with a virile demeanour despite her ponytail. Her somewhat eerie smile suggested she was the same one whom had brought the unconscious girl to safety.
"Nice to meet you! You may not know me but I got you here after that snake almost left you for dead." She said in a light-hearted grunt before extending her hand towards the shy girl's face
"Name's Grenda"
The girl looked at the behemoth palms and back at the huge yet friendly façade that implied nothing but a sincere comfort. She shook it before her Cantonese accent replied with a friendly yet cautious approval.
"Candy, Candy Chiu"
"Portia, stop! You don't know just how effective this will turn out" said Mrs. Gibbons as she witnessed her own daughter open a swirling portal to her own extant dissonance.
"I can't help it, Mommy! It's so boring without Higgenbottom, cause now I, like, have no one else to tease!" she whined ruthlessly.
"I got to get her back, even if I have to save her gorilla friend while I'm at it"
With that, she fell backwards into the glowing abyss of light, enveloping her completely before enclosing her. Portia never knew what would happen to her.
Nor would she ever again.
As Candy and Grenda walked together from the Ice Cream shop, they spotted what appeared to be a shiny metal wristband at first glance.
Candy places her hand on it, only to have it crushed by a massive pink boot.
The two girls gasped, Candy in pain, after noticing it to be a blonde girl about both her age. She wore a blue sweater over a pink shirt, a pink dress skirt, and a snobby face.
"Hands of my earing, nerdy. Like your Daddy's got enough dough for half of these pearls" she said as Candy swiped her hand away for the blonde to pick it up.
"You stay away from her, Pacifica!" yelled Grenda, tending to her comrade's hand. "Why don't you stop being such a bully?"
"So said the thug look alike" she replied fiendishly "Goodbye, Gorilla!"
"That's Grenda!"
As the duo watched the mean-spirited blonde walk off, Grenda tended to Candy's bruise. It didn't hurt, but she was still startled by just how cruel the very girl's nature seemed.
"I'm okay, thank you Grenda" said Candy, trying to rub it off.
"Don't let that girl hurt your feelings, we're cooler in our own special way" comforted Grenda. Despite her reassurance, Candy still retained that feeling of mortification.
"True, who wants to be like her anyway?" Candy added before looking at the space Pacifica once occupied.
"We don't need to be a B"