Dipper sighed and pressed the elevator button viciously, he had an A.P algebra test to do tomorrow, and instead he's inside the Piedmont Mall all buying ointment for waddles who had a scar on his leg, courtesy by the orders of Mabel. The Piedmont Mall was one of the few buildings in town with that 'one' elevator that was notoriously slow. Tired and frustrated of waiting, he turned to make his way to a stairwell, as he walked down he slammed into a soft squishy chest, the jolt caused him to drop his pine tree hat.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you-" he stopped and met Pacifica's amused eyes.

"Geez Dipper," The succubus sighed. "If you wanted to grope me, all you had to do was ask politely." She winked at him.

He rolled his eyes at her dismissively and knelt to pick up his hat, "What are you doing in my realm anyway, shouldn't you be torturing souls or stealing semen from men?"

She crouched down to pick up her bags, "I was buying shoe heels, see." She said, letting him look inside the bag, he looked and saw new glittered yellow and purple heels, Dipper shook his head.

"How did you get the money for that, they look expensive." Dipper asked.

"I'm a demon... I can just conjure money," Pacifica said licking her fangs, and besides, I'm beginning to assimilate myself in this world for the first time, despite some lame geeky humans, like yourself.: She licked at her in a teasing way, Dipper blushed while looking down, he squirmed a little bit.

"What are you doing here?" Pacifica asked, crossing her arms.

Dipper shrugged, "Um, I'm getting pig ointment for waddles, my sister's pet."

"What kind of Ointment, Anal ointment?" Pacifica asked while making a cute head tilt, Dipper almost regurgitated.

"NO! I'ts for a plain scar, nothing else." Dipper gritted his teeth at her vulgar language, but what can you expect from a succubus?

"You're so whipped." Pacifica said, laughing really loud.

"J-just shut up." Dipper said, trying to ignore her snide remarks, he had taken somewhat small pride in helping Mabel with favors.

The ancient elevator made a loud DING to announce its arrival.

"Wait? You have wings, why are you taking the stairs?" Dipper questioned, raising an eyebrow, Pacifica looked at him.

"I don't want people to freak out and cause a scene, I just tell people it's a costume, humans are so gullible they can believe anything." She said, simply shrugging her shoulders. Dipper hurried inside. Jabbing at the door close button, the doors were about to close, when suddenly... A hand shot between him and pulled them open, Dipper dropped his jaw.

"That desperate to get away from a cutie like me huh? If I had feelings, they might be hurt from your bullying." She smiled at him, and hit the button for the third floor.

During the rise up on the elevator, piercing red eyes stared at him and Dipper fought the urge to fidget.

"I'm not in the mood to play with you, so just leave me alone and let me have my safe space."

"You sound like a social justice warrior pussy." Pacifica laughed, "And besides," She crept up closer to him, removing one strap of her top, while her tail and wings extended. "That means two things..." Her inner thigh was rubbing up against him, Dipper choked on his own saliva.

He had softened feelings towards her for a couple of months now ever since she saved him from the Cipher gang who were looking to rob and beat him to a pulp.

Ever since that day, they began to hang out more frequently. Once or twice a week when his family when to church on Sundays, Pacifica went inside his home and played videogames. Several twice a week he even had caught himself admiring the way her leotard made her hips so curvy, it was utterly impossible not to notice how attractive she was, even though Pacifica, a succubus from hell flirts with him all the time and plays pranks on him all the time. There was almost no chance that they'll ever be together, he felt like Pacifica didn't want that.

Suddenly the elevator shifted violently and Pacifica was thrown off balance, Dipper caught her easily and steadied her. "Are you okay?" He asked, Dipper was blind that he had his arms around her.

"Yes. What the hell just happened?" Pacifica's wings wrapped around, looking for an answer. The elevator had stopped and the overhead had gone out, leaving them in advanced darkness...

"The elevator stopped. And I think we're stuck."

Dipper tried to look for the emergency button. "Pacifica, you can still see, can you?" Which one is the emergency button?"

"The power's out. That button won't work."

"How do you know the power's out?" He asked, she could see his narrowed eyes glaring in her direction.

Shew released an exasperated sigh and rubbed her temple in frustration.

"I'm duh. I'm the Princess of Hell! I can hear electrical currents, there are no light bubs humming and no computers are beeping.

"I guess we'll just have to wait here then?" Dipper said putting his stuff aside.

"Hmmhmmm." She said nodding, thankful for his inferior vision. This could be fun. She sat down opposite from him and stretched her legs out. She loved the gift of staring at him, she watched his eyes as they tried to adjust to the darkness; the blindness was obviously making him feel vulnerable.

A good three minutes in relative silence and Pacifica used her time to make fun of his features and gestures, she categorized how she stared at him, from the way he moved his legs, and how he gulped while beads of sweat were pouring down from his skin.

Pacifica stopped observing him and needed to do something quick, Dipper could hear her stand up. He froze like a rock in a snow storm.

"Relax, don't get your boxers in a bunch, I'm just taking off my heels, the rest of me doesn't come out unless I'm hungry for semen, or you take me out to a nice fancy restaurant and buy me dark red champagne, I am the Princess after all. And I deserve to be taken care of." Pacifica said.

"But you can't break out of here." Dipper scoffed, trying to push the door, "Can't you teleport or something?"

Pacifica shook her head, "I can only do that in the underworld."

He sighed, Pacifica sat back down "So... How should we pass the time, twenty questions? Or..." She twiddled her thumbs and her voice dropped seductively, "Truth or Dare?"

Intrigued and not wanting to have an awkward silence with the succubus demon, Dipper nodded his head.

"Sure why not?" He was confident that he could dodge any questions that were too personal and ignore any dares that were inappropriate. But knowing Pacifica, they would all be.

Her wings fluttered in happiness, she was clearly joking. This was unexpected, he was always surprising her.

"Well um, humans first. Truth or dare Dippy?"

"Truth. That's safe right?"