Another day, Another way to string out money through tourist attractions as Grunkle Stan would say. Six years flew by fast for young Dipper Pines, and he's pretty much back where everything began. This time he was trusted to be near the money Stan cares so much about AKA a cashier. It's hard to remember what happened when going back home and back with good ol' mom and dad. Dipper remembers getting a car, and that mabel kept chasing boys and falling in and out of love with boy bands. But besides also remembering Mabel asking their parents about going back to Grunkle Stans for next summer that was it. The only thing he remembered vividly was being behind the wheel of his Brownish Orange Chrysler Plymouth Reliant, Than driving past town and into the Mystery Shack. Not literally into it like he almost did last time he was allowed to drive but still close non the less, braking still isn't Dippers strong suite. Other than that really, everything else was such a blur. 'I'm sure it was nothing to important anyway. Mabel probably members everything if something did important happen' Dipper thought to himself as he rested his head on his fist, waiting for anyone to come through the door and be immediately turned off by the decor of the Shack, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder anyway. Dippers eyes began to droop as he added another fist to prop his head up so he did not fall asleep while "On The Job". It's only been a day and a half since Mabel and Dipper returned back to Gravity Falls, and the welcome home party Grunkle Stan threw was a little extreme, being that mostly every party favor and event had a price tag to it, even the karaoke was a tad overpriced being ten dollars… per word. Dipper continue to cast his eyes across the gift shop and stopped his gaze on "The Mirror Of Mystery" The price read ~5 Dollars Per Gaze~, Dipper will remember to put in the said amount in the Cash Register when he was done, he looked on his growing body noticing he obviously grew a couple of more Inches and a few feet, His hair stayed the same as in length and color, perfectly curling around his head in soft locks of brown. His legs grew longer, so did his arms, but thankfully that was the only thing puberty changed so far. His voice remained, and he managed to find similar styles of clothing like he wore back than. The shirt was a little more red, the vest a little more blue, yet his hat was still placed on top of his head. Although it looked a little less awesome now with a stitch on the brim and a few pieces of cloth torn here and their, the hat was still awesome none the less. While gazing into the mirror of fate and magic, or whatever it was, Wendy came walking in putting a few things in a backpack.

"Hey dude, didn't know you were so vain about your appearance now." She said as she caught him off guard and still looking at himself intently.

"I'm sorry I-Uhmm, I-I Didn't see you there, Hehe." Dipper stuttered and laughed awkwardly as he tore his gaze away from the dusty over priced mirror and looked at Wendy. The more the twins changed, the more everyone else stayed the same. Wendy didn't really age at all, she didn't grow any taller than a couple inches, in fact, neither did Soos or Stan change that much at all. Grunkle Stan was still Grunkly and Soos was still… Big. Nothing really did happened to tell anyone apart since the last summer they all spent together.

"It's alright bro. Just don't do that around your old man, that tag says it all." Wendy said as she walked past the window, tugged on the tag, and continually walked toward the front door.

"Where are you going?" Dipper asked.

"Out on the town, did all the stuff I needed to do for today. I'm going to stop by your sisters new job at the art boutique, see how she's doing. Oh, by the way, you're expecting someone today, by… Two hours." Wendy said as she glanced over to the clocks that read twelve O'clock in the afternoon, than back to Dipper.

"Really? Who would that be?" Dipper continually asked.

"Your girlfriend." Wendy said Slyly with a smirky grin.

"Girl-Friend?! You mean like a Female ally or a legit Girlfriend?" Dipper started to stammer and stiffened up as he looked about the place nervously.

"Legit. She always came around here about Two P.M. always asking for you. Where you were, when you're coming back, If we could give her your address." Wendy said with a giggle

"Geez, that sounds serious. I kinda feel bad that I couldn't be here when she wanted me to be here… What's her name?" Dipper sounded a little down after realizing someone really wanted to meet up badly, but still, Girlfriend? That seems to fast, and being that how his social interaction, mostly with females, haven't changed a bit. Could he be what this girl thinks he could be? More importantly, is she someone he would like to be around. Wendy sighed

"Darn, you know what, I actually forgot about that part. Sorry man. I think she looks cute-ish, but other than that me or Soos never asked for her name. She obviously knows you and Mabel, other than that I'm drawing a blank." Wendy said, rubbing the back of her neck.

"I'm sure it's going to work out fine between the two of you anyway. So good luck, I'll be rooting for you!" Wendy said reaching for the door, about to leave, the phone by the cash register began to ring, and Dipper motioned his hand over the phone..

"Thanks Wendy, have a good time. Tell Mabel I said hi!" Dipper said as Wendy left the Mystery Shack, saying her last goodbyes as she left. Dipper picked up the phone to hear small cheers and shouts of his Grunkle.

"Keep betting on black Soos and well be in the money before you know it! WOOHOO!" Stan yelled on the other line.

"Let me guess, Joe's Craps Shoot again?" Dipper said in a small annoyed tone as his Grunkle was betting it all again in another last chance to make it big in the casinos.

"You know the drill kid, look after the shop, Stay away from the register unless it is to put in money, bed by eight, no sleepovers… NO! BET BLACK NOT RED! GAH! I'll call you if I need a ride!" and with that, the line died with a slam from the other end, and it seemed Dipper would be alone for a while. Dipper than began to seriously ponder about the situation that was about to unfold. A girlfriend? Already? He just got back to Gravity falls no more than Nineteen Hours ago and already he had a love interest. His first thought was Candy, maybe she actually liked him more than he thought. Dipper began to seriously think about this, bringing his right fist up to his mouth and thinking about the different scenarios. Maybe it was Grenda… Hopefully it wasn't Grenda. If Dipper was given the choice between the two, he'd go with option C, which was spend more time with them and see if one of them matches his intellectual personality. A hour or two flew by as he was thinking and thinking about who this mystery girlfriend could be, as Dipper switched positions with his hands holding his head up, eyes glued to the ceiling as he continually asked the question of who in his mind. He was so transfixed that he did not hear the door open and close, that he did not hear a small gasp, and did not see a grin appear on the person who just came in.

"This place just gets more mangy and disgusting as I keep coming here doesn't it?" Dipper looked down quickly and saw Pacifica Northwest standing near the front door, looking and inspecting the whole shack as she stepped smoothly from display to display. She grew nicely, Dipper thought, almost resembling how Mabel aged. She grew a much more slender, small, hourglass figure. She wore a purple T-shirt, with black yoga pants for her lower half, on her feet was tall brown cowboy boots, so that she could fit the Oregon look. Her hair was as long as ever, but not really a bell shape, more of a straight waterfall stream of gold locks flowing down her back, and a few rivers on her ford head. Dipper kept a deadpan stare as she went back and forth from item to item, using her finger to wipe the dust off of the shelves.

"We only keep it clean for people that are only the Most Valued Patrons to the Mystery Shack." Dipper stated in order to mock the rich snotty girl.

"And you really don't think i'm a Most Valued Individual?" She asked, raising an eyebrow to dipper. there was a short pause, Dippers sarcastic and not caring role was breaking fast.

"The jury is still out on that." Dipper said, trying his hardest not to smile.

"The jury has been out for Six Years? That is a dreadfully long recess." Pacifica said as she was now nearing Dipper, placing both her hands on the counter to come face to face with the cashiers cocky attitude. They had a small staring contest with each other. They stared deeply into each others brown eyes, Dipper looking over her well kept face, her same purple eye shadow, Her hoop earrings have grown smaller, but she still looked… Amazing as always, in Dippers mind of course. Dipper lost the contest as he began to crack a smile on his recent dead stare, and as soon as he gave up the charade, Pacifica gave him a smile as well.

"How've you been?" Dipper asked as began to lean on the counter and start to talk to the 'Real' Pacifica.
"I would be a lot better if you would have given me a call that you arrived here." Pacifica shot back as she left the counter to go towards the den, Dipper followed, not before he placed the 'COME IN WE'RE OPEN!' Sign on the front of the door to 'COME IN! TWENTY DOLLARS PER TOURIST!' thinking that should slow anyone down from coming in on the two of them. Dipper slightly jogged into the den to find Pacifica sitting next to the right arm of the couch, propping her head up as she fiddled with the televisions remote.

"Why didn't you come to our party? Mostly all the "Commoners" where there. It would have been a blast to have a Northwest at the place." Dipper said as he leaned himself on the left arm of the couch.

"Grounded. Parents got mad when I asked if I could come here actually… I kinda don't want to talk about that." Pacifica said sadly. Dipper grew sad as well hearing that Pacifica's family situation did not improve when he and Mabel left. Maybe if they were their they could have done something.

"Gee, i'm sorry about that Pacifica. I'm sure it'll get better soon. Just, you know, keep trying. You can change this, I know you can." Dipper said with a smile as he sat next to Pacifica on the couch, their hands only a couple of inches apart.

"I don't know Dipper. It seems like it just gets hopeless sometimes. My father is so headstrong and my mother will do everything he says. Sometimes I wish I was never a Northwest." Pacifica said, growing more sad with each mention of her parents.

"Come on Pacifica! You're independent, strong, smart, funny, beautiful, and awesome. You don't need to keep being weighed down by your parents. I know your going to be a great person. To truly be honest, you're already a great person in my book." Dipper said as he put his arm around Pacificas shoulders to comfort her. Seeing her like this made Dipper upset, he really considered her a very close friend, and he knew if he stood by her, they can tackle her parents situation and restore the Northwest name in a way Pacifica, and her parents, would be proud of. Pacifica grew a very sly smile as soon as Dipper put his arm around her, and turned her head towards Dipper. Her eyes stabbed into him with a very loving look to them.

"What was that fifth thing you said?" She said as she turned her body towards Dipper to full on face him.

"Uhhhhh… Awesome?" Dipper said as his arm drooped down to the side of arm. He began to grow an awkward smile and chuckle nervously as she slowly inched herself across the couch towards Dipper. Dipper on the other hand inched backwards all the way across the couch.

"Uhhh, you know. You are awesome and cool and s-s-s-stuff. Like really nice and… Ummm, cool." He continually threw out awkward compliment after awkward compliment, one about her jaw line, the next about her teeth. He soon let out a small yelp as his head bumped straight into the other arm of the couch. Pacifica than took a position directly above him, both hands on the left arm as she was right above him, face to face. Dipper began to slowly hyper ventilate, being this close to a friend is one thing, but when you were pounced as casually as Pacifica just did, that was a whole new step in a totally different direction than just being good friends. Dipper squirmed a little on the couch, moving his head to the right and quickly glancing at the tv. He looked at the channel and saw that it was on "Carry Clockersons Hourly Time Update" and saw that the time for Gravity Falls was Two O'Five… Two O'Five?!

"What timed did you get here?" Dipper asked quickly, looking back up towards Pacifica with his mouth wide open.

"Two O'clock… On… The… Dot." Pacifica said as she slowly with each pause she slowly inched her face towards Dippers. now both of them touching noses with each other. Dippers face grew soft red, as well as Pacifica's.

"Well?" She said, both of them staring intently at each others eyes.

"Shouldn't you make your move?"

Dippers eyes widened, he had to make a decision right now, or risk facing the wrath one of the most powerful and richest person in Gravity Falls.

Option A was to call this all off, a type of conversation that would go somewhat like 'This is going to fast, we need time, let's just be best friends'. That would probably end bad but will probably work out for the long run… Maybe.

Option B, Kiss her and prepare yourself for one heck of a wild time.

…

Option B sounded pretty sweet.

So thats what Dipper decided to do. He tilted his head slightly left, closed his eyes, and quickly pecked Pacificas lips very quickly, for approximately ten seconds, and retreated back to the safety of being pressed into the couch. Pacificas eyes slowly opened and continually gave him a loving stare.

"That was your move?" Pacifica said as she slumped downwards, fully on top of Dipper now. At this sudden action, Dippers breath got caught in his throat and decided to go in again, this time for twenty seconds. It was virtually the same kiss, same eye closing, same impact, just for Twenty seconds now. Dipper once again opened his eyes, this time a little more confident, and saw that Pacificas reaction was on the lines similar to the first kiss. She sighed while on top of him, It wasn't a sigh of disappointment, or a sigh of satisfaction, more of a sigh of relief that he reciprocated the same feelings as she did for him, but at the same time a sigh of how things could be going a little better right about now.

"Here. Let me show you how to kiss big boy." Pacifica said as she took off his hat and placed it on the opposite side of the couch, placing both her hands on each side of Dippers surprised face. She than dived straight into him, face first, crashing into each other, lips on lips. Dipper squirmed around and slowly draped both his arms and locked his hands around her waist, pulling her closer to make the kiss feel just a little more special than it already felt. Pacifica slowly massaged his scalp as the kiss began to intensify, trying to give him the most amount of pleasure was on her to-do list as of right now. Pacifica and Dipper released their kissing match between each other and softly panted while holding each other in their soft hug. Pacifica continued to softly kiss Dippers face, starting from chin, to the right cheek, across the nose, than to the left cheek, finally slowly making her way upwards to his forehead. This is where he began to squirm and stutter a little. Not that many people have seen his Birthmark, and knowing the people who have seen it, they usually start to make fun of him for it. Pacifica took this sign of discomfort as him being a little to embarrassed while being shown this amount of pure love in this one fast moment. None the less, she softly kissed all the way up into his locks until she saw it. She raised herself and straddled on top of Dipper and moved his hair back to see his Birthmark in full glory. Dippers worst nightmare happened when she suddenly gave a giant grin towards the mark. Pacifica than bended back down to Dippers face and got down straight into his ear.

"The Big Dipper was always my favorite constellation." Pacifica said slyly and moved back up to her straddling position.

"Y-You like astronomy?" Dipper asked surprised as he prompted himself up on his hands to come to face level with Pacifica. She giggled as he shot up so fast to ask her.

"Maybe if we get along after this, i'll take you to my stargazing spot for our first date." Pacifica said, giving Dipper a small peck on the lips.

"Now do me a favor Dipper." Pacifica said as she lightly pushed him back down onto the couch.

"Open your mouth. And close your eyes." Pacifica said, slightly bopping Dippers nose with her finger. As she asked, he quickly complied, shutting his eyes and opening his mouth wide, tongue slowly wagging, waiting for whatever Pacifica had in mind. Pacifica opened her mouth to match Dippers, and locked with him again in another kissing bout, this time with her tongue giving an interference. Pacificas tongue dived into his mouth as she tasted the faint hint of some type of flavored juiced that he probably drank a few hours ago. Every molar was explored from tooth to tooth, the top of his mouth was lapped at, and finally, she swirled her tongue around his tongue, softly begging him as she moaned to combat the mouth intruder she unleashed onto him. However her moans were muffled under the sounds of his grunts and moans. When their mouths separated for short gasps of air, he would moan the loudest at those times. In his mind, this was a sign of approval, maybe if he vocalizes his pleasure, she'll feel better about doing this with him, and continue... Maybe. Again he was new at this. So new in fact during while she was busy having a tongue war in the middle of his mouth, he began to suck softly at her tongue, totally catching her off guard. Pacificas eyes shot open and stared straight into Dippers who continually suckled on her tongue. With another passionate rub on the head from Pacifica, the two new lovers continued their mouth escapades until they physically ran short of breath. Pacifica straightened up on the couch, and Dipper followed, both gasping for air and stared into the space of the Mystery Shacks den. Dipper rubbed the back of his head and clasped his other hand onto Pacificas.

"So... I guess that made us official right?" He asked with a bright smile. Pacifica turned her head with a bright smile of her own, and embraced Dipper while still holding onto his other hand.

"I would believe so, Sir Dippingsauce." She said while nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck.

"I think we need to come up with a better pet name for me Pacifica." Dipper said as Pacifica giggled into his neck, tickling him just a tiny bit.

"How about Big Dipper?" Pacifica said while meeting Dipper face to face, her eyes widening just slightly at the annunciation of Big.

"M-mm-maybe not that."

"Hhmm. How about Little Dipper?"

"No."

"Well don't worry my love, i'll think of something very masculine for you in our future." With her promise being said, Dipper casually and lovingly stroked the side of Pacificas head for a few moments, and glanced back at the TV to still see Carry Clockerson on, this time showing the time as Three Thirty.

"Whoa! We've been here for a while!" Dipper exclaimed.

"Time does fly when you are with a loved one Dipper." Pacifica explained calmly.

"Either way, maybe I should get you home. Everyones gonna be here in the next Thirty minutes, and trying to explain this to Mabel would be really to embarrassing for me." Dipper started to say, but than saw that Pacifica started to look down again, casting her gaze downwards. Dipper thought to himself that he totally blew it just than, If only he kept his big mouth shut.

"Well I didn't mean like that i'm embarrassed about what just happened actually! As a matter of fact, i'm glad we made out just than. I feel wonderful now that I have you as a girlfriend." Dipper said as he placed his arm over her shoulders, shaking her gently.
"It's not that Dipper. It's just that I..." Pacifica started, than braced herself to what she was going to say.

"I ran away."

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