Okay, heads up, this will be an AU kind of, as that part where the Northwest's lost the manor DIDN'T HAPPEN. That place is very crucial in my story. :P In fact…Weirdmageddon didn't happen. I hope that's okay with all of you! :O

As for all the guesses, they're close, but not quite. I did love that humorous review made by "Derper" (lol!) though. Nope, it's not even Chucky's overalls. XD As for what movie this story is based on, well…it's actually based on two when I think about it. I'll give you more guesses, and I'll lay out a few hints in this chapter! ;D

Now, without further ado, let's move onto the chapter! 8D

[EDIT: 7/2/2018]


Three Years Later…


It was morning…

The light shined through the window on Pacifica's face as she slept on her queen-sized bed. She squinted her closed, sleeping eyes. They fluttered opened…

'Wonderful…another day of having a leash around my neck…'

She groggily got up, her hair in a bedhead mess. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, giving out a little yawn. She looked at the alarm clock.

7:20 AM

She sighed, got her purple covers off of her as she wore her pink pajama bottoms and shirt, and got out of bed. She went over to her bathroom that's connected to her room, turned on the lights, and looked at herself in the mirror…

…Her hair was a mess.

Pacifica sighed, grabbed her bathroom chair to sit on, as well as grabbing a comb out of her bathroom drawer, and started brushing her long blonde hair.

'Gotta keep up with appearances' She thought in disdain. Her mother wouldn't like it if she came out looking horrible… 'Like I care what my mom thinks…'

She stopped brushing.

'…But I have to care what my mom thinks…'

…She gripped the comb tighter, a scowl on her face.

She continued brushing, albeit harder this time. She didn't care if it hurt.

Once she was done, she brushed her teeth and decided to get ready for the day. She went into her walk-in closet and picked out her clothing for the day; a short sleeved purple shirt with a blue stripe on the bottom, and a pair of jeans where the leg hems stop at the bottom of her shins. She put on her signature light brown Ugg boots, and checked herself out at the full-size mirror.

'Although, I do want to look cute…but I'm not doing it for my mom…or my dad.'

Liking what she sees, she exited out of her closet, making sure to eat breakfast with her parents…

…The same parents who are making her life even worse.

Three years ago, she disobeyed her parents by letting all the townsfolk enter their socialite party in their mansion. They punished her for it…and even though they cooled off the next day, they were still upset with her. So they gave her rules, each of them telling her how she should live her life. It appalled her. Apparently, they said that they were forgiving enough to let the whole 'incident' slide unless she follows their rules on how to be a 'lady of high society'

She couldn't believe these were the same parents that she respected

She didn't want to. She didn't want to follow their rules. She wanted to protest and yell at them, saying that they can't control her…

And Pacifica was going to say that…until her father gave her a warning.

"And if you don't follow these rules, young lady…I mean it when I say we will disown you. We will not tolerate disobedience in this household. Do I make myself clear?"

He said it with such authority, that it scared her…

So she gave in to their demands…she went back to her old self again…or so her father thought.

On the outside, she agreed…but on the inside, she flat-out refused. She didn't want to become that person that she once was, not like her parents. Even though Pacifica agreed to go back to the Northwest way, she didn't want to practice it outside the manor. She has a great newfound respect for the townspeople to do that to them. But no matter how much she didn't want to, she gets the feeling that even when she is in town not acting how she should be acting, her father will still find out. She could only try to give them the cold shoulder and avoid them all together…

…Even Mabel and Dipper…

…Dipper…

He was the only true friend she ever made…and she has to avoid him…

She didn't even say goodbye to them when they left. How could she? She couldn't just up and go to their shack at any time after that, her parents would have been suspicious. If they've found out, they would forbid her to go near them…or worse…

Instead, she had to wait two years for them to come back to Gravity Falls for another Summer vacation. It pained her not seeing them again at that time. It must have confused – or worse, hurt - them that she didn't see them off…

That is until that one day when they were fourteen…


At age fourteen, Pacifica was at the mall carrying certain shopping bags that she bought with her father's credit card - whom she asked for permission, of course. However, she has to limit her spending on it, as her father didn't want her to spend too much money on whatever she buys, which was understandable, but at the same time, she felt like he was doing it so he can check on what she was buying. The clothes she buys are always judged by her mother, just so she can see if they were appropriate to wear. It aggravated her; it made her feel as if her parents don't trust her when it comes to choosing fashion. And if it's something her mother didn't like, one of their servants, preferably Gerald the butler, has to bring it back. Not only Pacifica was frustrated that her mother didn't approve the clothes that she likes(really, they weren't even that bad), but she couldn't even bring them back herself to the store. Her butler Gerald obviously feels for the young girl, and she knows from the look on his face that he wants to help her in any way or form that he can…but her parents obviously have more power than him, so it proved futile.

In other words, what should've been a fun shopping trip for Pacifica, turns out to be more of a hassle.

She was on the second floor and began walking over to the down escalators. Gerald was out in the parking lot waiting for her, and she was about to text her that she was coming out of the mall…

However, while riding down the escalator, she spotted some people…

Pacifica's eyes widened.

'No…it…it can't be!'

Coming inside the mall, along with their large adult friend with his question mark shirt on, were two almost recognizable fraternal twins.

There was a girl with straight, flowy chestnut hair wearing a pink sweater(with the words 'SHOP TILL WE DROP!'), skinny jeans, and ballet shoes. She was smiling vibrantly, skipping with each step.

The other twin was a boy…and if it wasn't for his trademark pine tree hat, she wouldn't have recognized him.

The boy's attire consisted of a red shirt jacket, a black shirt that says 'The truth is out there!', while wearing jeans and Converse sneakers. His hair was shaggy, reaching to his shoulders, and he was still wearing his pine tree hat. The only thing that's different about him was the glasses on his face.

"Here we are at the mall!" Mabel exclaimed happily.

"Mabel, was shouting that out really necessary?" Dipper asked with a winced.

"Of course it was, Dipper! It was to announce the stores that shopaholic Mabel is in da HOUSE!"

"Mabel, we're just getting Waddles a chew toy. Don't let your 'teenage shopping' phase blind you away from that."

"Of course, Dipping Sauce! I wouldn't abandon Waddles like that!"

The big round shaped adult squinted up ahead and said, "Hey dudes…I think that's Pacifica over there."

"What was that, Soos?" Mabel asked.

"I think I see Pacifica over at the escalators." Soos proclaimed as he pointed forward.

Pacifica blanched as she saw Soos point at her.

"Pacifica?" Dipper asked as he turned to where Soos was pointing with curious blinking eyes.

Mabel turned to the pointing direction as well and made an 'o' with her mouth in surprise. She then grinned, "Wow! That is Pacifica! I recognize that platinum blonde hair anywhere! We haven't seen her in a while! Hey Pacifica!"

Dipper grinned as well, "Hey, it is!"

Pacifica, who was close to the bottom of the escalator, froze. Mabel was waving at her, while Dipper was giving her a wave as well. The man known as Soos decided to wave as well, with a big happy look on his face.

She did the only thing that she thought was appropriate in the situation she's in.

When she reached to the bottom of the escalator, she turned around the corner of the automatic stairs and dashed off to the opposite direction away from the twins and Soos.

"Pacifica?" she heard Mabel said in confusion.

But all she did was run. Run away from the Pines twins. She couldn't risk being caught with them; the gossip will spread in town if she interacted with them. And if her parents found out…she doesn't want to think about it.

She kept running, the bags in her hands slightly slowing her down. She spotted the ladies bathroom and thought that was a perfect place to hide, to make them think she had to quickly do her business.

She went inside, with the bags still in her hands. Thankfully, no one was in the bathroom, for now, so she rushed to one of the bathroom stalls inside, closed it, locked it, dropped her bags onto the floor, and sat on the closed lid of the toilet.

She sat there…and whimpered…until she sobbed softly. She put her hands to her eyes so she doesn't have to see the tears fall.

Is this what she's reduced to? A coward?

"I-I'm…" she sniffled, "I'm so pathetic…"Pacifica whispered in sorrow.

As she was crying quietly, she heard the bathroom door open, and a familiar girl's voice called out, "Pacifica? Are you here?"

Pacifica jerked up at Mabel's voice, her mascara running from the tears, 'Darn it!'

Mabel's ballet shoes can be heard tapping to the stall that was closest to her, which Pacifica was in. "Pacifica?" she said as she looked under the bottom opening of the stall.

Now Pacifica became annoyed at her intrusion, but didn't disguise her shaky trembling voice, "H-Hey! C-Can I have some p-privacy!?"

"Oh!" Mabel said as she stood straight up again. "…Wait…are, you okay Pacifica?"

"D-Do I know you?" Pacifica tried to sound snobbish, but it came out weak, and her voice still sounded quaky.

"It's me; Mabel. You must have recognized us when you came down the escalator, right? We recognized you." Mabel said.

"Yes-I-I mean-I, u-um…" Pacifica shook her head to clear her thoughts, "J-just go away!" she exclaimed.

Mabel was silent for a moment. "…Pacifica…are you crying?"

"I said GO AWAY!" Pacifica yelled, her voice cracking. She didn't care if she was loud enough for people to hear outside of the bathroom.

"…Pacifica…what's wrong?" Mabel said in concern. "We haven't talked that much after the party at your place, but I thought we would be at least cool now."

'The party…' Pacifica cringed. "U-Uh…I-I…"

"And Dipper was cool with you too! He even told me about how you and he fought the ghost in your manor and how you saved everyone, including him, me, Candy, and Grenda."

Pacifica's tearful eyes widen, "He did?"

"Yeah! He said that you were really cool for helping him out and that you were really brave."

Pacifica suddenly felt her face becoming hot as she wiped away her tears, "He…he said that?"

"Yeah!" Mabel paused for a second. "Are...you alright, Pacifica? Did something happen?"

The blonde girl sat there, not knowing if she could tell her. She and Mabel were on somewhat good terms with each other ever since that mini golf incident, and even during the party. Could she confide in Mabel, her once rival? This was the ladies room, so no cameras were in here, as well as any desperate gossip reporters trying to ruin people's lives.

Pacifica rubbed her eyes as she sniffled, "I-I…u-uh-um…"

"…Pacifica, I won't force you, but I know something is wrong. I really want to help. I know we had our differences in the past, but…I like to think we're friends now." Mabel reassured.

Pacifica sat there, absorbing the information that her ex-rival said to her. 'Friends…' her lips quivered, 'She…she accepts me as a friend?'

Mabel stood there for a moment, waiting for the blonde haired girl to answer. She then sighed, saying, "Pacifica…you can tell me what's-"

She heard a click, indicating that the bathroom door is unlocked. Pacifica opened the door to let Mabel see her in her miserable glory. Her mascara trailed down her face from the wet tears that were pouring out of her eyes, a frown on her lips, and looking quite self-conscious.

"Pacifica!" Mabel exclaimed as she went to the girl, closing the bathroom stall door, locking it, and putting her hands on her shoulders in concern, "What's wrong?"

The Northwest heiress sniffled, "It's…it's my parents."

"Your parents?" Mabel questioned.

Pacifica told her what happened – quietly of course, just in case any ladies entered the bathroom and would eavesdrop –, from after the party, to her punishment, to taking away her privileges at the time, and to giving her ground rules on how to act. She tried not to have a spiteful tone when mentioning her parents, but Mabel looked as if she can sense what Pacifica was feeling while explaining it to her.

After finishing the explanation of her plight, Mabel frowned, "Whoa…that's…that's horrible!"

"Yeah…" Pacifica sniffled, "I'm…I'm so sorry…"

"Sorry? For what?" Mabel raised an eyebrow.

"W-Well…for one thing, being awful to you and your family," Pacifica said softly.

Mabel smiled kindly, "Hey, don't worry about it. I knew you weren't really all bad."

Pacifica glanced up at the chestnut-haired girl and smiled gratefully herself. "Thanks…" she looked down for a moment, feeling insecure, "So…is Dipper…well, he's still not mad at me, is he?

"What? Are you kidding? Dipper's not mad at you! He wasn't mad at you to even begin with after the party! Why would you think he was?" asked a confused Mabel.

"W-Well…the second thing I'm sorry about is…well, I didn't say goodbye to you and Dipper. And…I just hope Dipper wasn't upset about it. I mean, along with you, he and I had swept things under the rug…but…I just want to know if…he didn't think I was going back to my old ways. I mean, I didn't find a way to contact you both…" Pacifica looked down in grief.

Mabel stared at Pacifica in wonder, pondering why she would think that Dipper would be upset with her…

a lightbulb went off in her head. She then started grinning widely, looking like she found out a secret code…

Pacifica noticed her expression. Puzzled, she asks, "W-What?"

Mabel's grin turned into a kind-felt smile, and placed a hand on the blonde girl's shoulder, "Pacifica, you don't need to worry about Dipper. He's not mad or upset at you. In fact, one of the things he wanted to do when we arrived in Gravity Falls was to contact you!"

Pacifica's eyes widened as her face went hot again, "Really?"

Mabel nodded, her smile turning wide. "Yeah! We were wondering what happened to you, but now that I do, I can tell Dipper as well-"

"NO!" Pacifica exclaimed, which made Mabel jumped, "I mean…" she sighed, "Look, please, please don't tell anyone! Not even Dipper! I don't want gossip to spread around that I even communicated with you! I just…" she looked down, looking dejected.

Mabel frown in melancholy. She then twisted her lips in a thoughtful expression…she thought of something, and with a happy smile, she said in a singing tone, "Phoooo~ne papeeee~er!"

Pacifica blinked, "…What?"

Mabel then dug into her pocket and pulled a small piece of strip paper, while she got a pen out of the collar of her sweater – Pacifica blinked in perplexity at that. She then laid the paper on the bathroom stall wall.

"W-What are you doing?" the blonde girl asked curiously.

"Giving you my phone number…aaaand Dipper's!" Mabel said with a giddy smile.

"Dipper's!? Wait…what!?" Pacifica said in shock.

"There we are!" she gave the strip of paper it to her, "Keep that hidden!" she said with a wink.

Pacifica stared at the paper and was about open her mouth to object, but Mabel hushed her, "Ah, ah, ah! Hide it! I won't take no for an answer! You can call us, or better yet, text us when you're alone in your room or when your parents aren't with you!"

The heiress stared at her stunned, touched that her ex-rival would even give her phone number, let alone Dipper's. "E-…Even Dipper's?"

Mabel grinned, "Yes, even Dipper's. But just to make it even more fun, I want you to surprise him!"

"What?" Pacifica tilted her head to the side in puzzlement.

Mabel giggled, "Don't worry! Dipper can keep a secret, as well as me! You can count on us!" She winked.

Pacifica, too stunned to even say anything, looked down at the piece of paper and back at Mabel…she smiled sweetly as she stood up and hugged the brown-headed girl. "Thank you so much, Mabel." She felt tears of joy come down her face.

"No prob, Pacifica." Mabel hugged her back with a sweet smile of her own.


Her hand was on the doorknob when she reminisced that time. She gave a small smile to herself, remembering that when she got home, she went to her room to text Dipper. She can imagine the look of shock on his face when she texted him. Even his text back was humorous.

Pacifica!? Is that you!?

She giggled at that. After texting each other back and asking each other how they were, she decided to tell him about her situation, which he replied back with disgust on how her parents were treating her. They chat on and on about that until Dipper texted something that truly touched her.

Pacifica, just know that if you ever want to escape from your home, or if things go down south for you…then know that we'll welcome you with open arms here at the shack.

She almost teared up at that when she first read it. It was then that she thought, 'I have my friends back.'

Pacifica smiled at the memory…

The best part is that she'll see them tomorrow, during their summer vacation.

Her mind wonders over the 'trophy' that was in their trophy room…

'It certainly is doing its part on giving me luck…'

Keeping that same smile, she turned the doorknob and exited out of her room.


As soon as she went down the stairs, all the while greeting the servants who were dusting and cleaning, Pacifica went to her elegant dining room, complete with a long dining table to eat breakfast with her parents. They were in their morning robes but still looked all dignified and proper, although they would still hold accusing glares when something isn't 'acceptable'.

"Morning," Pacifica said as she pulled up a chair to sit at the left end side of the table, where her father is sitting over at the end while her mother was at the right end side of the table.

Both of her parents 'hmm-ed' in reply. Preston read his newspaper, while Priscilla filed her nails. Pacifica tried not to roll her eyes at their response.

Priscilla took a second to look up at her daughter and raised an eyebrow, "You're dressed awfully early on a Saturday."

Pacifica shrugged, "Well…I wanted to see if I could get to the mall early to get these cute jeans before they run out. Father, is it…okay if I can use your credit card?" she asked, trying hard not to emphasize on the word 'okay', lest she wants a lecture.

Preston then lowered his newspaper to glance at his daughter, "…Alright then. Is it just a pair of jeans?"

Pacifica gritted her teeth for a second in her mouth, but soon loosen them as she said, "Yes…"

Preston nodded, accepting that answer, "Keep your word on that. I shall get my credit card then. Wait here." He said plainly as he laid the paper down on the table, and got up to walk over to wherever he left his big pack of a wallet.

She sat there, aggravated that he would even say that. 'Keep your word…' Even though her father was somewhat quite cooperative on giving her his credit card, she still has to 'spend wisely' on what she has to buy. She really wishes he, along with her mother, would trust her a bit more.

Priscilla then said to her daughter, "What else will you be doing today besides shopping?"

This was her and her mother's way of small talk, sadly. And it wasn't even small talk, it was more of her mother wanting to know what she'll be doing the rest of the day, just so she can keep tabs as well.

"Oh just, you know…hanging out with my friends, as well mini-golfing with them, maybe come back and lounge around at the pool…" Pacifica said nonchalantly.

Priscilla narrowed her eyes accusingly, "Your friends…which are?"

Pacifica really wanted to chew her own mother's head off for saying that, but she bit her tongue for a second and said, "You know, Ruby, Crystal, Lindsay, James, and Derek."

Her mother stared at her and said with a nod, "Just making sure." She went back to filing her nails.

'Yeah, I bet you were.' Pacifica thought bitterly.

As for the friends she mentioned, they actually really are her friends. She still has her two gal pals that were with her, the ones named Ruby and Crystal, and the other ones she has were named Lindsay and James. Ruby and Crystal were her friends ever since she can remember(back when she was a snob), them being daughters of local successful business shops, Lindsay was the daughter of the principal of her high school, while James was the son of a chef who owns a fine restaurant in town. In school, they were commonly known as the 'cool kids', thanks to their wealth and status, and were the type that ignores kids who might be considered unpopular...well, except for James. He was kind of the different one out of the bunch, which she was actually grateful for. While he may be popular, he kind of has a special status in which he can communicate with the 'unpopular' group, seeing as he was just in the 'cool' group a little while ago.

Although, with Derek…well, she can say that he was somewhat of an acquaintance from time and time again…

Derek was the top jock in her school, which deserves him the 'high status' rank, apparently. And not only that he's a jock, but he was an arrogant and ignorant jock. He's so full of himself and thinks so highly of his 'achievements', that he seems to make it a daily habit of reminding Pacifica and the girls on how he won who knows how many games. What's worse, is that he might have a thing for her, as he flirts with her almost constantly, always going at her with cheesy one-liners, tries to often be alone with her as much as he can, even going so much as to wrapping an arm around her when he thinks it's appropriate. He even tells her more stories about himself to her. Really, the only thing that's going for him was his strong build and his chiseled face; beyond that, he was just annoying.

The reasons why he hangs out with Pacifica's crew really is because he likes to hang out where there are women involved(as well as with Pacifica), and because he's actually friends with James...which was how James became popular in the first place, sad to say. But the most INFURIATING part about all of this is that her parents think he's a great match for her. Something about him being a great football player enough to be in the NFL or whatever…she wasn't really paying attention that much, she drowned them out when they said that he was suitable for her.

But other than that, Pacifica IS friends with them. And although they do talk about the same boring stuff at times, they're still pretty cool to hang out with. However, she always wondered what it would be like to have an absolute quirky character in the mix. Like Candy or Grenda…or Mabel. Speaking of Candy and Grenda, she had communicated with them a few times thanks to Mabel's exchanging of phone numbers with her. True to her word, Mabel didn't tell them about Pacifica's situation, but she did tell her that she could give them the info about it if she wants, as they are good at keeping secrets as well. Seeing why not and feeling like it wouldn't do any harm since Mabel wouldn't outright lie about this type of stuff, she decided to send each a text to them. Almost instantly they texted her back, surprised that the girl who used to make fun of them would even text them at all. To be fair, they were on good terms now during the ghost incident, but it still made them suspicious.

After a few words were exchanged, which Pacifica had to admit, they were really funny on how they texted, they wondered why she would text them at all. That was when she told them about Mabel and how she got the scoop on Pacifica's situation, which she told them as well. And true to Mabel's word yet again, they kept it a secret; although Grenda was furious and said that her parents were despicable that she wanted to pound them, in which she said no offense, of course. Pacifica just laughed and said that she understood.

Sadly, she could only communicate with them via text and not in school, which thankfully they understood. When she does see them in school though, she would always give them a nod and small smile, which was enough for them to know that they were her friends, so to speak. She can also gratefully say that her gal pals don't really pay them attention enough to make fun of them. They could, but at the same time couldn't, mostly because Grenda was wrestling captain of the school and Candy took judo. Both were really good at it. And it wasn't really because they were unpopular. They were actually quite the lookers(yes, even Grenda), and James might even have a crush on Candy. Heck, even Derek thought they looked good in their own way, which he calls himself a quote on quote 'gentleman', as he always giving them flirtatious compliments. Her gal pals, however, still think they were too…'eccentric' for their group.

But all in all, it's good to know that she has some friends in Gravity Falls, let it be through conversations or texts. Anything to get away from her parents...

...Although it wouldn't matter either way. She still feels like she's being monitored everywhere she goes...

Preston came back to the dining room table, and gave her his credit card, which she took, but not until he said, "Use it wisely."

"…Yes, father." Pacifica sighed as she put the credit card in her pocket. "So…what are we having?"

"Eggs Benedict," Preston said as he went back to reading his newspaper.

"Hm. Splendid." Chimed Pacifica. She does love the Eggs Benedict her chef makes.

Priscilla paused her nail filing and squinted her eyes at the bright light the chandelier was emitting. "Gerald!" she called out.

Their butler Gerald, an old man in his fifties whose bald and has a black mustache, came in and said in a refined, professional voice, "Yes madam?"

"The chandelier is too bright. Turn it down a bit."

Gerald bowed, "Right away madam."

"Yes, this chandelier from Richard von Jumblebucks certainly does get the job done when it comes to brightness. By the way, when is the Eggs Benedict coming? We are famished, man!" Preston said the last sentence in an impatient tone.

"I will go and check with the chef right now, sir," Gerald said as he turned down the light-switch knob of the chandelier to dim it just a tad. He then went his way to the kitchen.

Pacifica frowned at her parents' treatment with their butler Gerald. They've been like this to him ever since she was little. He's been loyal to them to the end, even during that night when the Lumberjack ghost came and cursed everyone, and how do they repay him? By letting him give himself up to be food while they hide in the panic room. She always enjoyed his company and is probably the only real parental figure she has. If she could, she could tell her parents to lay off the orders on him. Unfortunately, she couldn't, as it'll only get her scolded.

It was times like that she wished she had the bell back…

…No.

She never wanted that bell back.

In about five minutes or so, their breakfast came by via food-cart, pushed by their butler Gerald.

"Your Eggs Benedict, Mr. and Mrs. Northwest." He said as he delivered their plate in front of them. Preston and Priscilla just 'hmm'ed and began picking up their silverware. Gerald grabbed Pacifica's plate and placed it in front of her, "Yours as well, Miss Pacifica." He said with a sweet sincere smile that pretty much says "I hope you enjoy it".

Pacifica smiled as well, albeit quickly, and said a simple, "Thank you."

Gerald understood and replied with the same smile and nodded, leaving them to eat.

The Northwests went onto eating in silence…

As she eats delicately, Pacifica thought, 'Yep, just another day…'


The trophy room was quiet as usual.

Sounds of pitter-patter from Pacifica's Ugg boots were present as she entered the room. She went towards the trophy that sits on the pedestal and stands in front of it…

"Well, I'm back…" she said quietly. She looked around to see if her parents are around. She couldn't hear anybody walking through the silent room. The room was little ways to the east wing as the dining room and kitchen were in the west wing. She had to do this quick so her father or mother won't spot her. She turned to the object with a smile, "Just want to give you a rub so the day won't be too bad."

She reached her hand to rub the surface of the object. She knows this was still childish to do, but she honestly does feel comforted by it when doing so. After rubbing it, she said, "You know…I almost wish you were some sort of lamp, so I can wish all this…drama or whatever away from my life. I just…wish tomorrow would come so I could see Dipper and Mabel and…" she looked down sadly, "…and hang out with them without worrying about my parents watching over me…I know I said this to you before, but…I just…I want them to let me be me…" She glanced up at the trophy again.

It sat there…unresponsive…

Pacifica smiled again…she rubbed it one last time before saying, "Thanks…I know you'll do something good for me…"

She then turned and walked out of the trophy room, leaving the object behind…

Once she left the house, however…

…The trophy did something rather peculiar…

…On the surface she rubbed...it started to form a crack…


Just to let you all know again, NO, IT'S NOT A LAMP OR DJINN, OKAY? :P

Well, that's the chapter! I was thinking of writing more, but I thought this was a suitable spooky place for me to stop. Besides, I don't want you all to think that I'll write LONG chapters and expect from me to write a big amount in every chapter. Although, this chapter was kind of pretty long. XP

SO! Can you all still guess what the object is now? ONE MORE CHANCE! The next chapter will probably reveal it…or the fourth chapter, I don't know yet, lol! XD But yeah, next chapter will be about Pacifica's day with her friends, as well as something odd happening near the end of it! I might even throw some GF characters into the mix! :D Speaking of GF characters, Dipper and Mabel will appear in the fourth chapter…I think…look, they'll appear, don't worry. XP

But yeah, tell me what you think of the chapter! Is it a good setup? Did I make Pacifica sound good? Was it all believable? Tell me with a review! And if you like it, go ahead and fave and follow! :D

Keep on rocking everyone! I'll see you all next time! :)