The room swirled around us with life, color, light. He could hear Grenda's booming laugh as it echoed to the mahogany ceilings. He felt her hand warm on his. He smiled slightly.
"I did not expect this. Who knew the townsfolk were this much fun at a party?"
"I know right?", Pacifica smirked as the deputy police chief spilled fondue on her parents' 1647 Randou carpet. She looked back at Dipper.
"Too bad this won't happen again". Her smile drooped. Even though the townsfolk were here, her parents would still get their way. They always did.
"Hey, no feeling bad, not tonight", Dipper said, spinning her clumsily and making her laugh. "You're a hero remember? Who cares what your snooty parents think?"
Pacifica was about to reply when the music suddenly stopped. Preston Northwest appeared, a solemn look on his face. "This soirée is at its close. I trust our guests can show themselves out".
He looks livid, Pacifica thought.
Wonder what he's thinking, Dipper mused.
Soon the hall was filled with shuffling feet and murmurs of thanks. Dipper could hear McGuckett coaxing his raccoon wife from under the table.
He glanced at Pacifica and narrowed his eyes. She looked the same...but different. It was like every ounce of her was buried under ice. She looked like her father.
Pacifica could could feel her heart in her throat. Her father was watching. She couldn't make him angrier, not after everything. She had to get Dipper out as soon as possible.
"I had a nice time", he said nervously. Pacifica glanced at him absently, as if noticing him for the first time. "Yes, it was delightful. Do come again", she said showing him to the door.
Dipper looked up and saw Mabel signaling him. It was time to leave. Still, he paused at the door.
"Look I know you're back in princess mode and I get it". Her face still sported that polite smile. He wanted to wipe it off.
"Ok fine, maybe I don't get it. But I had fun tonight okay? And you did too. You can't change that", he finished defiantly.
I was liquid inside. How could he do this after less than a day? I sighed and started to close the door. Dipper's face fell.
"Guess this is the end", he muttered, turning away.
That stopped me short. It couldn't be over. I couldn't be over like that.
"Wait!"
I turned and looked into her eyes, those determined Northwest eyes. They shimmered like twin pools. The ice hadn't just broken. It had been shattered.
"Not. The. End", she spat.