"Pacifica Northwest?"
Dipper said out loud, his eyes still wide. At that moment, Mabel came in. "Oh, you're finally awake! Hey, leave Pacifica alone for a while, she needs some sleep." She said and smiled. "I'll talk to you about it." And with that, the Brunette left the room.
Dipper was really confused. What was the most popular girl, like, ever, sleeping on the floor of his room? When did she even come? Did something weird happ-
"Mmmph…" He heard a soft moan, and turned towards Pacifica, who was burying her head on a plushie. "No more…-" She flinched. "Dad…" She snored and stopped speaking.
'Her parents.' Dipper thought, and went downstairs to get an explanation from Mabel. The goofy girl was serving Waddles his food, and smiled brightly at Dipper. "How'd you sleep, bro-bro?"
Dipper sat down, "What's Pacifica doing here, Mabel? This isn't one of your plans, it it?" He asked. Mabel rolled her eyes playfully and sat down in front of Dipper. "Of course not! Poor Pacifica showed up in front of the Mystery Shack at 3 in the morning soaking wet! I had to get the door, Grunkle Stan was nowhere to be seen and you were passed out." Dipper nodded, feeling curious as to where Grunkle Stan had gone off at such hour, but also very embarrassed. "You could have woken me up, Mabes." Mabel burst out laughing.
"Oh, Bro-Bro! It would be mission impossible, and even if I tried, Pacifica probably would have been passed out by the time I DID wake you up." Dipper rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Mabel." He looked at her, "but, you haven't really told me why she's here." Mabel shrugged. "She mentioned her parents, they hurt her apparently. She wanted to get away for a while." Dipper nodded and looked away. It made sense, with parents like those, anybody would want to get away.
They heard the sounds of footsteps, and saw Pacifica going down the stairs, rubbing her eyes. She stopped her tracks as she noticed the twins staring at her. Mabel immediately got up and walked towards her, "Heyy, Pacy! How'd you sleep?" Pacifica blushed at the nickname and cleared her throat. "I slept okay, and what's with 'Pacy'?" She asked.
Mabel giggled, "The nickname for you I just made up! Wanna eat something?" Pacifica looked shocked, but pretended not to care a second later. "Um, yeah, I'd like that, thanks." She stood next to Dipper and stared at Mabel, to see what she was going to serve her.
"Um," The blonde girl heard a squeaky voice then clear it's throat. She turned to Dipper. "You can sit here, if you want." He said, offering his seat. Pacifica smiled at him and nodded, "Thank you."
Mabel came back with a bowl of cereal and some yogurt, "Bon appetit!". Pacifica grabbed the spoon she gave her and started eating her food, after a few spoons, she looked up at Mabel. "Hey, Mabel, thanks for letting me stay here. I probably should go back soon, they'll notice by tonight. I think." Pacifica said, now playing with her food.
"Of course I would let you stay! I'm not Dipper!" Mabel giggles and all he can do is roll his eyes and look at his book. Pacifica smiled and nodded, "Where's your Uncle? Or do you guys live alone?" Pacifica asked. "We live here with him, no clue where he is, though." Dipper answered and the blonde girl just nodded.
"Don't you think he'll mind if I'm here?" She asked. Mabel shook her head, "Grunkle Stan might seem like a jerk, but he's really nice! Anyway, what do you say we all watch a movie,hm?" The goofy girl asked the two others.
Pacifica's eyes brightened up. "Yes! I mean, sure." Dipper just shrugged, "Sure, Mabel. But it's your turn to make the nachos!" Mabel gave a chuckle but nodded, "Alright! HERE I COME, NACHOS!" And she ran to the kitchen.
Pacifica couldn't do anything, as it wasn't her house. So she decided to just sit on the dirty and worn out couch that was on the 'living room'. She hadn't realized that Dipper left and came back with blankets and pillows and some movie cases.
Dipper arranged the setting, and Pacifica helped. They set one large blanket on the ground and multiple ones on the side. After they set everything up, they sat on the ground and waited for Mabel.
Pacifica looked towards Dipper, who was looking through his book. "Dipper?" Pacifica called. Dipper turned his attention to her, "Yeah?" "Thanks." She said, looking at the black screened TV. "You don't have to thank me, Mabel was the one who le-" Dipper was interrupted by the blonde. "Not that. I mean, uh, yesterday's party. Thanks for.. making me see things the right way. If it wasn't for you, I'd still be that selfish brat." And with that, she hugged him.
Dipper blushed but hugged back, something he didn't do the previous night. "NACHOS ARE HEREEE!" Mabel yelled out and the two hugging teens broke their hug almost immediately.
Mabel raised her eyebrow, a grin on her face. "You know, you could have said that you wanted some privacy, you guys. Geez!" The other two just blushed.
They chose a movie, Despicable Me.
Mabel was in the middle anymore and Dipper and Pacifica on the sides. As they watched, Pacifica tried to eat as many Nachos, as she wouldn't be able to eat them anymore when she walked out of this house. When she reached for another one, Dipper was reaching for one as well. They ended up touching hands, and they immediately backed their hands away.
Blushing, they watched the movie in silence. Mabel had noticed this, but had kept quiet.
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Okay, maybe not so quiet, she might have been screaming internally.
After that movie finished, Grunkle Stan came..home? He entered the living room from behind them, not from the front door.
"Grunkle Stan! Where have you been?" Mabel asked, facing him. "I was working on somethin', pumpkin'. What's Pacifica doing here?" Stan asked, looking confused and asking in his usual tone. "She's um, she's here because she wanted to hang out. Well, I did. Yeah!" Mabel said, Stan didn't seemed convinced but nodded. "Alright, but you kids better clean this room after you're done!" And with that, he walked to the kitchen.
Pacifica broke the silence, "Your Uncle in boxers gave me the creeps." Mabel burst out laughing and Dipper gave a few chuckles, Pacifica smiled. They were probably the closest friends she had. It felt… good. It felt good to have friends. Real friends.
The three kids watched movies all day long, making jokes, talking, you name it. They had had a blast, but Pacifica had to go.
Pacifica had changed into one of the clothes she brought with her. "Really guys, I really have to go. It's almost dinner time, and they'll ask me to come down to eat." Mabel pouted at this, but nodded. "Okay, Pacy! We'll miss you! Call me again to plan out another hang out time!" She said, writing down her phone number on Pacy's hand, but also writing down Dipper's, with a heart next to it. Pacifica hadn't noticed, but she would soon.
Pacifica hugged both of them, and then left with a limo that had picked her up. Dipper sighed as he watched the limousine drive away. Mabel giggled and wanted to torment him a little. "New crush?"
Dipper widened his eyes and took a look at Mabel. "What? No! I still have a thing for Wendy, plus Pacifica would never go out with a guy like me. Not that I care since I don't have a crush on her plus yeah Wendy is still in the picture and-" Dipper was speaking fast. "You're babbling again!" Mabel said and laughed. "Oh, bro-bro! You just found yourself a new crush."
Back at the Northwest mansion, Pacifica arrived without her parents noticing. She gave the limo driver $200 to keep quiet about picking her up. She walked to her room and dressed up for dinner and waited for their call.
32 minutes later.
"Pacifica!" She heard the bell. "Dinner!" Pacifica gave a shiver as she had heard the bell, that damned thing.
But she went downstairs and greeted her parents, who were waiting for her at the big table. "Good evening, Pacifica. Good choice on the dress." Commented her mother, Pacifica just nodded and waited for her plate of food to be served. She definitely missed Mabel and Dipper, dinner time with her parents had always been this uncomfortable.
"Now, Pacifica," Her father started speaking and she was already annoyed. "I would like you to apologize for what you told me - us - yesterday. It was highly disrespectful, and we are your parents." Pacifica couldn't care less about what he was saying, so she ignored him and dug into her food as it was served.
Her mother looked worried, she gave Preston a look. Preston seemed annoyed at their daughter, but gave no comment and began eating.
This is how it's always been at the Northwest's residence.
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