When Mabel made her way toward town she thought about her encounter. "Bill.." she whispered as if the name had some un attached meaning to her. She didn't bother looking for Dipper, she figured he would have driven home by now, and instead continued through town and toward the shack.

As she walked she began to feel as if something inside her head was pushing to get out, hard. At first it was small but quickly grew until Mabel had to stop. She wanted to scream out in pain but knew the sound would only make it worse. Her surroundings started to sway, the air became stiff, soon her legs could not carry the weight of the pain and she collapsed.

"Really? This one? You have millions and millions of dimensions of girls to fall in love with and you choose this one?!" He cackled. "And this form... tell me, did you feel it was off putting being a triangle floating next to a girl you loved? or did you simply grow tired of the shape?"

"Mabel, Bill is nothing but trouble. You hear me?" Dipper said pushing her behind him. Rev-Mabel watched entertained. "Haha Bill, you really made a good choice protecting this dimension." she laughed, "They're real important to the-"

"Shut Up!" he shouted yanking her up from where she sat and rushing her through the air till they where face to face. "I have no plans on letting these kids know the importance of their future !" He whispered angrily. She only laughed as if it was all a big joke.

"Our future?" Dipper stepped closer to Bill questionably. "What's in our future? What was she talking about?"

"We're on the same side right?" Mabel whispered into his ear. A smile grew on Bills face as he pulled himself from her embrace. "Always.."

"Mabel's going to be okay she's just stressed and tired. Life hasn't really been easy for either of us." Dipper spoke calmly into a phone. "Yea she's right here...she's okay just sleeping...no Mom she needs to sleep...Bye love you."

Mabel sat up looking around. "Hey Dip..." She said yawn. "Hey how feeling?" Mabel shrugged tired. "My head hurts." She looked around to see she and her brother were back in the attic of the Mystery Shack. "Next time you decide to walk home, make it the whole way k?"

"Did Mom call?" She asked ignoring his dig. "Uh, yea she wanted to talk to you but I told her no...is that okay?" Mabel gave another tired shrug and feel back on the bed. "He Dip, do you know a guy named Bill?" Dipper seized up, that had caught him so off guard he almost stumbling over to Mabel. "What?"

Mabel sensed him uneasiness but pressed on. "I went to the waterfalls today and there was this guy, he said he knew you and that his named was Bill."

"W-What did he l-look like?" He stuttered. Mabel seemed to have no memories of what happened when they where kids in this very room. Dipper was trending thin ice. "He was a little taller than me, spoke like a super villain, and wore a tux. The tux was yellow by the way...way to much yellow. Oh and he had an eye patch."

Dippers muscles tensed and his jaw nearly dropped. "Well? do you know him?"

All Dipper could do was nodded.

"This opportunity is better than we could imagine." Seethed the conniving white hair boy in his thick southern accent. He paced back and forth, tapping his chin with his chubby fingers. A blonde girl stood nervous to the side, watching him.

"Revenge will be ours..." He turned to her, the gears turning in his head. The moon light sparkled off his white hair and his features seemed to innocent but Pacifica knew the evil behind his eyes. She looked around, checking for anyone that might have wondered in ear shot of them. They stood on the dock by the waterfall that shined almost as bright as Gideon's tall hair in the moon light. "You have to befriend Mabel..."

"I have to what? No way." She said with a strict attitude. "Did I ask? It must be done!" He said in a whispered shout. "If you want them to suffer we need to know how."

"Mabel doesn't want anything to do with me, and honestly id rather suffer a paper cut to the eyeball than spend a day with her." Gideon's expression tensed and he looked as if he were going to explode. Than a sudden wave of relief washed over him and his expression softened. "Okay," he started with a smile, "forget it. I'm prepared to take on a new coarse of action."

"No wait!" Pacifica cut in. It was odd, Pacifica felt superior to everyone but around Gideon she was nervous and almost scared. She wanted something that only Gideon could give her...she wanted the pines to pay for flipping her world upside- down.

But Pacifica was smart. Not that she lets people know, but she is clever, cunning, observational. Pacifica knows that Gravity Fall isn't normal, and she loves it. She loves knowing that everyone around here is oblivious to what Is happening around them. But Gideon was handing her an opportunity knowing this about her. Knowing she isn't all she seems and is more capable that she lets on.

"You will do this because I know you can, and you will because I know you want this." He said reading her mind. The short man stomped away leaving Pacifica in the dark of the night. The sun was going to come up in less than an hour so Pacifica decided to go strait to work. She got in her car and drove toward the Mystery Shack. When she drew near the Shack she slowed to a stop and parked the car looking at the clock. It was now 6:25 and she knew the sun would be coming up any minuet.

She reached into her back seat, under the cousin pulling out a tattered black bounded book and a pen she kept hidden there. She shuffled through the pages until she found an empty page and started writing :

Step 1: Mabel

"Dipper did you hear that?" Dipper sat up rubbing his eyes tired. "What? Mabel its like 7 o'clock... go back to sleep." She climbed out of bed and reached around the end of Dippers bed grabbing a golf club that still lay there from when they played homemade mini golf.

"Where are you going?" Dipper asked annoyed by being woken up. "I think someone's outside..."

"So?"

"Shh..." She hushed him opening the attic door. "I'm gunna check it out." She said stepping softly out of the room. Dipper climbed out of bed with a noticeable lack of grace. Nearly fumbling to the floor he grabbed his tattered blue and white hat and slipped on his shoes.

"Mabel wait..." He yelled in a whisper grabbing his video camera and running down the stairs. Mabel was almost to the door and reached for the handle lifting the club over her shoulder. Dipper stood on the stairs behind the railing recording when she swung the door open.

"Pacifica?" Mabel asked confused dropping the club to her side. Pacifica had had her hand up in a fist ready to knock when Mabel opened the door. She dropped her hand to her hip and but a smile on her face. "Hey...can I come in?"

"No." Mabel said flatly and slamming the door. "Lets go back to bed." She said to dipper climbing back up the stairs. She didn't wait for Dipper and continued up and into the attic. Dipper still stood on the steps behind the railing. He stepped down, switching off his camera and pulling open the door and peaking out slowly. Pacifica stood leaning on a wooden pillar toward the end of the porch.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with a slight attitude. She whipped around to see his standing in the door way confused. "I..um...I need to talk to Mabel." She said thinking. Dipper was confused but not only because she was the last person he expected to see here at anytime of the day. The other thing that confused him was she seemed nervous. "Are you okay?"

"What do you care?"

"I don't but your on the porch of girl who literally hates your guts at 7 in the morning."

"So..."

"So its my porch to...what's your deal? You and Mabel are like mortal enemy what could you possibly need to talk to her about? Are you planning something? If you hurt Mabel so help me I'll-"

"You'll what?" She cut in. "Tell your uncle on me?" Whatever gave Dipper the impression that Pacifica was nervous was long gone.

"What do you want?"

"Can we talk?"

Dipper and Pacifica sat on the porch of the mystery shack swinging their legs awkwardly. At least Dipper felt awkward. Why was Pacifica here?

"How do I start?" She asked looking forward, well not as much forward as much as not at Dipper. 'How about you start with what you wanted with Mabel."

"I wanted to apologize."

"For what?"

"For everything...I though we could be...friends." Dipper let a small laugh slip his lips at this. Pacifica whipped her head around looking at him first with an icy stair but it faded and she looked down sad. "I know it sounds silly because she hates me but I don't want to hate her..." She rubbed her arm. She wore a light blue V-neck fitted tee-shirt, jeans , a thin long white sweater that split open and fell to her sides. Also a knitted hat of similar color to her tee-shirt.

"Silly? Pacifica that's...delusional."

"Whatever-" she snapped. "What brought you to this...epiphany?" He asked searching for the right word to use. Pacifica's mind flashed back to Gideon demanding her to befriend the Pines, get in their head, find a way to hurt them.

"Uhhh I don't know what I was thinking...everyone hates me!" She moaned flopping her head into her hands. Dipper didn't know what to do. Should he comfort her? Should he leave? He decided to do the right thing and scooted close enough to her so he could put his arm around her.

"Umm...no..uhg ...it's okay..." He said patting her far shoulder awkwardly. "No one hates you."

"Oh come one, yes they do...Mabel and everyone...even you do. And you know what I don't blame you." She cried into her palms. "I don't hate you..." He confessed, "I just ...don't like the way to treat...er -treated Mabel."

"You don't hate me?" She asked looking up with puffy cheeks and sad watery eyes.

"No..." He replied more confidently. There was only a few inches between them and Pacifica got an idea. She had to move fast knowing an opportunity like this wasn't likely to come again. She had made up her mind and took action...leaning forward, she kissed him.

Dippers let out a small shriek with wide eyes. His eyes slowly fell closed melting into the kiss.

She pulled away quickly fumbling and nearly fell hopping off the porch to her feet. "I'm s-sorry I...I um..I have to go!"

"Yea umm...okay" Dipper answered in a daze. Pacifica turned a ran away from the shack. When she reached her car she jumped in and pulled out her little book and pen. A big grin slither across her face as she crossed out "Step one: Mabel" and under it she wrote the name "Dipper."

She grinned widely admiring her genius. "This is to easy."