This is the sequel to my Dipcifica fanfiction Valentine's Day. It takes place directly after the last sentence in the previous story.
For those of you who have not read Valentine's Day: basically, the Northwests found out that Dipper and Pacifica are dating and she lied to them, saying that she was touring colleges in California, when in fact she spent Valentine's weekend with her boyfriend in Piedmont. Also, Dipper and Pacifica are both sixteen in this story.
Also, one more thing, this is just the working title. It is subject to change if I think of something better.
Prologue: the Ending of Valentine's Day
"I love him," Pacifica blurted.
"Dear, you don't know what you're saying," Priscilla said, eyeing her reflection in her mirror.
"Love has nothing to do with a relationship," Preston told her. His wife nodded in agreement.
"You can't tell me how to feel," the blonde argued.
"Feel what you want, but don't let it dictate your actions," Preston replied.
"You're too young to be in love anyway," Priscilla commented.
Pacifica gripped at the cushioned seat. She glanced out the window to see the California town of Piedmont disappearing into a blur.
Priscilla put her mirror down on the vacant seat next to her.
"I have a solution anyway," she said. She reached into her purse and pulled out a brochure, handing it to her daughter.
Pacifica gasped at the building on the front cover. It was a prestige boarding school in Paris. She turned the page and cringed at the words she feared printed there. The school allowed for summer stays.
"You'll never see that Pines boy again," Preston ordered.
The brochure dropped from Pacifica's hand. Tears leaked down her cheeks.
Chapter One:
Dipper dried his eyes and apologized to his sister for crying on her shoulder. Mabel went to dismiss his his need to apologize, but he walked back inside the house before she could speak.
Dipper started when he saw Pacifica's bus ticket sitting on the side table. He picked it up, grabbed his jacket with one hand and Mabel's arm with the other. Adam followed after the two.
"Dipper, what's gotten into you?" Mabel demanded.
He handed her the car keys. "Drive me to the bus station," he demanded. He realized how he sounded and added in a softer tone, "Please."
"Mabel, what's going on?" Adam asked.
"Please, Mabel," Dipper begged. "I have to go after her." He pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket. "I'll call Grunkle Stan and let him know I'm-"
"Dipper, get a hold of yourself," Mabel said and grabbed his arms. Dipper nearly dropped the phone.
"You saw how mad they were," Dipper pleaded. Pacifica never went into detail about her parents' methods of punishment, only that it always brought her to tears to think about it.
"Then the last thing they want right now is to see you," Mabel tried.
"Are you gonna help me or not?" Dipper asked.
Mabel stared at him with sad eyes.
"Fine, I'll do it myself," Dipper said and snatched the keys from his sister's hand.
"Whoa! Buddy, you're in no condition to be driving," Adam said.
"Stay out of this," Dipper snapped.
"Dipper," Mabel cried. "Please."
"Forget the bus, I'm driving to Gravity Falls," Dipper said and opened the car door.
"Matthew Daniel Pines," Dipper's father called as he stepped forward. He held his hand out for the keys.
Mabel and Adam stepped back. Mrs. Pines joined her husband.
"Please explain to me what you're doing," Mr. Pines asked.
"Dad, you don't understand," Dipper pleaded. "Pacifica's parents, they..."
"They didn't know she was here," his father finished. He put his hands on his hips and stared at his son. "Did you know she lied to them about where she was going?"
Dipper looked down at the ground.
"So you lied to me," Mr. Pines said. His glare fell on his daughter. "Both of you."
The guilt became evident on Mabel's face.
Mrs. Pines glared at her son. "Dipper, you better go to your room," she ordered.
Dipper looked to both of his parents then to Mabel. He exhaled angrily then walked back into the house.
Mabel gave Adam a goodbye hug then went to her room before her parents even asked.
Dipper laid on his side on the bed. He stared angrily at the window. It was the second time Preston Northwest banned his daughter from seeing him, and just like last time Dipper was powerless to stop him. The only difference was that this time it would not be as easy for Pacifica to sneak away.
His cellphone chimed. Dipper recognized the ring tone belonging to his girlfriend. A selfie of Pacifica showed along with the notification of a new text. Hesitantly he opened the message.
He read: Bad news.
Dipper sat up in his bed. He replied back: What?
A minute passed before Pacifica answered: Call later.
Dipper pressed the phone against his chest. He imagined her parents watching her every move, and she having to precisely time when to contact him.
Dipper let the phone fall on the carpet. He laid back, staring at the ceiling with one arm across his forehead.
"Mom, Dad," Pacifica pleaded. "Don't you think this is a little extreme?" She picked the paper from the floor. "This is like halfway around the world."
"I spent two years at that school," her mother said. "They'll have your best interests in mind."
Pacifica glared at her parents. The only interests they cared about were their own. Dipper had been right on how transparent her mother was.
"Besides, didn't you say you wanted to spend a semester in France?" Priscilla reminded her.
"When I'm in college or something," Pacifica cried. She gripped at her forehead then let her hands fall. "I want to stay here."
"So you can spend your summers gallivanting with that Pines trash?" Preston inquired. The girl clenched her teeth at how her father spoke her boyfriend's name. Preston leaned forward and grabbed Pacifica's chin. "When your loose-lipped friend let it known where you were, I had a tech student hack your Facebook account."
Pacifica's eyes widened.
"You've been deceiving us for over a year," Priscilla added.
Pacifica tried to pull herself from her father's grip, but he only squeezed her face harder making her yelp.
"You never lied or disobeyed until you starting hanging with those Pines kids," Preston hissed and roughly released his hold on her chin.
"And now he's having you sleep over at his house," said Priscilla, the disgust in her voice dripping from every word.
"It's not like that," Pacifica tried to explain.
"Maybe not now," her mother argued.
"You don't know him," Pacifica protested, her eyes starting to water.
"I do know he's low-class garbage, and you'll be better off without him," her father said. "And if I ever see you so much as shake his hand I'll make his entire existence a miserable one."
"You-you can't!" Pacifica exclaimed. "That's not fair. He's innocent."
Preston scoffed. "Innocent, right." He leaned against the seat and crossed his arms. "That's all up to you." His smile turned into a glower. "You will not bring another ounce of shame to our family name."
Pacifica leaned her face into her hands and started to cry.
It was nearly midnight when Dipper's phone rang, breaking him from his light snooze. He nearly fell off the bed as he reached for the phone.
He hurriedly answered it when he saw the blurry image of his girlfriend glowing in the dark. He greeted her while searching for the light.
"Dipper," she said with a sob.
"'Cifica, what's wrong?" he asked. He flipped the light switch then sat down on the foot of his bed.
"Dipper," she said a second time. He could feel the pain in her voice.
"Baby, I'm here," Dipper said. "What's going on?"
"My parents," she said. "They...they're shipping me off to Paris."
It was not what he expected to hear. He sat quietly for about a minute. He only answered when she called his name.
"That's-that's great," Dipper said. "You like to travel."
"No, dummy," Pacifica replied. Dipper winced at her groan. "For school." She paused to let a sob pass. "That includes summer stay."
Dipper gasped.
"They know all about us," Pacifica said. "Apparently someone said something that got overheard and...they saw all the pictures." She decided not to tell him that her parents knew his uncles were in on the deception.
"When do you leave?" Dipper asked.
"The transfer will be ready by the end of the week," she said.
"How? So soon?" Dipper asked.
"My parents are willing to pay a little extra to pass over legalities and waiting lists and all that," she said then started to cry again. "I...I just like wanted to tell you before I left."
"Pacifica, don't," Dipper said. "We'll find a way." He thought for a moment. "What? What about your passport? Couldn't you just lose it?"
He heard her sigh. "They keep it locked up where I can't access it unless it's like the hour before the trip."
Dipper groaned.
"I love you, Dipper," Pacifica said. "If...if I don't get another chance to say it-I love you. The times I spent with you have been the best times of my life."
"I'll figure something out," Dipper said. "Don't just-"
"There's nothing we can do," Pacifica replied. "I wasn't careful enough."
"Pacifica," Dipper cried.
"Goodbye, Dipper," she said and hung up the phone.
Dipper listened to dead air for a few seconds. He lowered the smartphone to see the dreaded words: Call ended.
He ended the call then sat on his bed for a few minutes thinking over all his options. He wondered how a day that had started so well could end so wrong.
Dipper jumped from his bed.
As quietly as he could he emptied his duffle bag and filled it with enough clothes to get him through a week. He packed the journal Stan had given him at his thirteenth birthday party and a framed picture of Pacifica.
He picked up the discarded pants from the day out of the hamper and pulled his wallet from the pocket. There was enough cash to purchase a bus ticket to Oregon and perhaps buy two meals. He could access an ATM once he arrived in Gravity Falls.
He dialed the number for the Mystery Shack to inform his relatives of his unexpected arrival, but stopped himself from pressing the call button. Ford and Bill were likely still awake, but they were undoubtedly in the basement and wouldn't hear the phone. He didn't want to chance Stan being the one to answer after being pulled from sleep, and him notify his parents of his impromptu visit before he even left the house.
Dipper tiptoed to the bathroom. From what he could tell none of his family members were awake. A few minutes later he returned with a few items from the bathroom and added them to his bag. The teenager pulled on his tennis shoes then turned for the door.
The boy almost shouted when he saw the female version of himself standing in the doorway.
"Mabel, what are you doing?" Dipper yelled in a whisper.
"That's what I should be asking you," Mabel countered.
"You'll just think I'm nuts," Dipper said.
"You are," Mabel replied. She smiled then added, "Crazy in love."
"I have to do what I have to do," he said and pushed by the girl.
Mabel put a hand on her brother's shoulder. "If you do this you know Mom and Dad won't let you go in summer."
Dipper stopped. He thought over his twin's words then he returned his gaze to the stairs.
"If I don't, she won't be there in the summer," Dipper retorted then descended the steps.
"Then I'm going with you," Mabel announced.
"Mabel, no," Dipper said and turned to his sister. "I already got you in trouble once today, I won't do it again."
"Pacifica's my friend too," said Mabel. She playfully punched Dipper in the arm. "And didn't I say we'd do all the important things together?"
Dipper smiled.
He gave her the few minutes she needed to pack. The two quietly made their way down the stairs and out the door.
Dipper went to open the car door. Mabel grabbed his hand and shook her head. She pointed to the bottom of the driveway. By the time they reached it a red sportscar pulled up. The window rolled down and Adam nodded at the twins.
"I knew you were up to something and got us a get away car," Mabel said.
"Mabel, we're saving a friend, not fleeing the scene of a crime," Dipper replied.
"Mom and Dad might think differently," said Mabel.
Dipper laughed nervously.
Mabel climbed in the front seat and Dipper in the back. Without checking to see if his passengers had their seatbelts on, Adam sped off. In no time they arrived at the bus station.
"Mabel," Adam called as she went to leave. He put his hand on her shoulder. "You're the most exciting person I've ever met."
Mabel beamed at the compliment. She opened her mouth to respond only for Adam to lock his lips with hers. Their kiss was short lived as the twins needed to get a move on. They planned to be halfway to Gravity Falls before their parents realized they were gone.
Mabel said goodbye to Adam and he hurried away.
The Pines twins walked into the bus station. Both of their stomachs leaped at the realness of the move they were about to pull. Mabel looked at the door; it wasn't too late to back out. One look at her brother and she pushed away her fears.
Dipper approached the counter. Mabel handed him her savings. He purchased two student tickets for Gravity Falls. The bus would be leaving in an hour.
The two walked to their terminal and sat down. Mabel kicked her legs. She had never missed a day of high school, not even when she had the flu. Her brother was worth the price of her perfect attendance record.
Dipper thought over the people he was letting down: his parents, his team, his teachers, and possibly even his great-uncles when they discovered the truth. He shut his eyes and imagined the smiling face of his girlfriend disappearing forever. His logical brain told him he was making the stupidest mistake of his life. Still, there was something pushing him, encouraging him, reminding him that it was the right thing to do.
With the Valentine's holiday at a close it was time for him to prove his love.
Well, that's the first chapter. I hope everyone found it entertaining. Yes, I'm aware how cheesy the last bit sounded. What can I say, I'm a corny person. :P
I couldn't find any confirmation on Dipper's real name, so I made something up.
If anyone can think of a better title than the one I already have, please let me know. Or if you think the title is perfect as is and you don't want a change, also let me know. Thanks. :)