Of course something wrong had to happen. A normal camping trip would've been boring, sure, but really? At this point something boring would be appreciated.
"You! Yeah You! Get off my planet!" The blonde heiress was screaming as she threw a rock at the just recently landed space ship. Really, a night out with her best friend without all of this crap would have been heaven. Dipper, was currently being useless however, taking pictures and writing in his journal. He seemed overly giddy despite that all his charms protecting them from the monsters in the woods had been destroyed and that they had no idea what these 'tourists' wanted.
It was less like the traditional UFO flying saucer look, more like a bubble mixed with a car and giving off the sheen of blue from the metal 'door'. Pacifica was beside herself and was already gathering more rocks to through, and making her way back to the campsite to grab her ghost axe.
Once it was in hand, her anger was a bit subsided but she still had full intentions to going back to how it was prior to the landing.
"This is AMAZING Paz! Hey- whoa- no stop throwing rocks! We have to be peaceful! Have you not seen any movies!" Dipper finally spoke to her since his initial 'Holy shit' and grabbing of his journal and camera.
"Dipper Really? This-" she was soon cut off by the door opening with a couple clicks. There wasn't a smoke affect like in the movies that's for sure. It was really both amazing and super obnoxious to the blonde. She shut up though, wanting to know how this played out.
A group of three little blue fluff balls came out of the ship and seemed to be unarmed. They went straight for the dirt and scuttled around in it for a time. It was a little underwhelming.
Dipper was inching closer and closer to them, trying to get a better picture as well as trying to see a bit more into their ship.
Pacifica wasn't feeling the whole 'let's be quiet and see what happens' crap. This was stressful as hell and she wanted it done and over with as soon as possible. She just wanted to roast marshmallows and have a normal camping trip like most people her age had already had by now. Sure it was amazing to see such an odd lifeform that could possibly have travelled light year to get there but, what the hell? Tonight? Of all nights, they chose this one.
"Hey! You three! Stop it right there!" They seemed to turn to her and Dipper whipped his head back to see her. He was white as a sheet and was pretty sure she could be signing her death certificate at this point.
"I would like you all to leave. Come back in two planet rotations and not a minute sooner. Understand that you will do this or I will destroy your little escape pod over there."
"Paz! You don't even know that they understand you! Stop being so forceful with them!" Dipper was freaking out. They knew so little! How could they make these demands? How was she so confident with all of this!? The truth was that she had little confidence but was acting out of her own self-interest and her fear of being completely and utterly wrong.
"If they don't understand me, then I will make myself clear! If they can travel through space, they can understand basic gestures." She was returning to her earlier anger, and placed the head of the axe on the ground in a thump, the hilt of it still in her hands.
But the three did seem to understand, and crawled their way to the little rocket ship. The ship itself was maybe as tall as a horse; the little aliens were maybe a little smaller than Waddles.
They packed themselves into the oblong machine and up the door went, and then up went the ship itself. Dipper was floored by all of this.
"You got pictures right? That was crazy."
"Pacifica…"
"They were super bad with timing but at least we know about when they'll be back. Well that is if they decide to comply with my demands. If they even come back at all."
"Paz…"
"I know right? Holy shit. That was crazy! But maybe they actually understood me then."
"Uhh"
"Well you know me, add enough force to people and stuff gets done. Who knew it'd work on aliens. You got the pictures right? I think their ship might've left some marks too, let's get pics of that too and then we can go back to the fire."
He had forgotten all about the fact that they were camping out, he was so excited about the aliens that nothing from before seemed to have stuck in his brain.
"PAZ! You got rid of them before we could learn anything! Why would you do that!? And you were absolutely risking your life by charging in like that! Why the hell were you so reckless!?"
Pacifica didn't know what to respond, but her thoughts of going back and laying down by the fire soon disappeared. Maybe she ought to go home instead.
Her face seemed to show her lack of comfort and because she didn't reply verbally Dipper carried on, talking about risks and the opportunities and freaking out about having seen aliens.
So, with her axe in hand, she walked the 15 feet back over to their campsite and started packing up her stuff.
"Hey! Hey! Why are you packing up? We have the whole weekend and they could come back any minute! Are you, are you leaving?"
"Yep."
"Really Paz? You get rid of them and then you're going to leave me alone in the woods?"
"Yep."
"…Look I'm sorry I blew up on you. Please at least tell me why you're leaving." He sighed into this statement. Pacifica was harsh and determined, once she had an idea, that's how she would act until it was done. Sure the confidence and self-worth were great side effect of this, but sometimes she could be way too rash.
"Because I screwed up! My first reaction was to act like a mad man and get rid of them! I didn't even try to learn! And, and, and I don't want to be like that! Not when I can be so much better! And it pissed you off, don't deny it, and I'm just, done. I want to go before I screw up even more stuff. I'm just, I'm sorry Dipper."
"Aw Paz, sure the rock throwing was a bit much, as was the axe, and ordering them to leave… But you were just rushing out of instinct! I mean I get it! I've ran from things I'd never seen before, I just, I guess I expected you to be a little more… gentle with the situation. I'm sorry I yelled at you."
"Well don't worry about it kiddo. I'm gunna go stay with Mabel in the shack. There are too many bugs out here anyway, I have to keep up my primmadonna lifestyle after all."
"Or you could stay here! And we could go back to the fire!"
"Yeah and do what by the fire? Lament about the aliens? I don't think so pines."
Oh shit she was really upset if she using his last name. Sure he was angry that the opportunity was lost, but they existed and that was knowledge enough for right now. Pacifica's existence and her being near was far more important after realizing how upset she really was. She didn't blow it off like she normally would about things she messed up; because she apologized she really must have meant it. She never apologized unless she felt like crap about something.
"Or maybe I could tell you about some adventures, or we could go on a late night adventure, or um, I don't know we could like, cuddle? Or something like that by the fire?"
This was a 50/50 shot, she would either really want the physical contact that came with cuddling or would really want the normal dirt and grime that came with adventures. Potentially, she would want neither and that meant he was totally fucked because he would have no idea how to make it up to her.
He had walked over to her when saying all of this and, using his height against her, slung his arms over her shoulders and effectively rested on top of her. It was a risky move. But it met no initial 'Fuck off' so he was in the clear. He placed his head down, laying it half in the crook of her neck, half on his own arm which covered her shoulders.
She stopped putting crap into her bag and set it down with the weight of the teenage boy hanging on her. She really should just leave with an apology and never think about it again. She sighed though, thinking about leaving and actually leaving were very different tasks.
"Are you going to lay on top of me the whole time I try to walk back to the shack?"
"if it keeps you hear longer and takes you longer to get back, then yes, I will continue to hang on you."
Dipper was never this touchy, sure he liked physical contact, but going out of his way to touch her was…odd. Knowing it to be so out of character for him made it hard for her to enjoy it. He was obviously trying hard to prove he wasn't upset, but she was having a hard time believing that it hadn't bothered him as much as she thought it had.
"Get off of me."
And he, hearing the stern voice that she normally reserved for idiots or her father, obliged though a bit slowly and with his attitude on full display.
But rather than finishing packing, she simply turned around and hugged him. This was a turning point in his night for sure seeing as she didn't really return lots of affection except for on birthdays and after really bad things happened, and he was quick to jump in and hug her back.
So they stood there holding and being held by one another for a little while. The fire was still going from when it was first lit and the bag of Pacifica's stuff sat on the ground only half full.
But apparently, with all the contact and the joy he had from the events that had unfolded that night, Dipper was a bit more confident that normal.
He pulled away from the hug for a second and when he did the flash of confusion showed on Pacifica's face, she was obviously not done hugging him. But instead of untangling his arms from her and stop touching her completely like she expected him to do, he made eye contact with her.
"Hey Paz, this might be a bit much, but do you think I could kiss you just this once?"
She was floored. He, Dipper Pines, wanted to kiss her? It was an odd thought. The only people who had ever voiced wanting to kiss her were the creeps her parents would set her on dates with, and they normally just tried to act instead of asking. But, Dipper? She had no idea that that could even possibly be a thing, that Dipper could, could like her like that. Could like her in that way and not in the best friend way that she always figured he did.
He was waiting for an answer from the girl, whose face had gone blank and suddenly very, very serious, but she was frazzled and wasn't quick to respond.
He did then as she predicted earlier and untangled himself from her. He was bright pink from what she could tell; the only light was that which was coming off of the fire made it hard to read him as easily as she could in day light.
He stepped back and decided to take it upon himself to add more firewood to the growing flames in their makeshift fire pit. They had chopped all the wood earlier in a competition against him with a regular axe and her with a ghost axe. She had won with time to spare.
He sat on the log and looked back over to Pacifica. She was still in the same spot with the same expression on her face, as if frozen in time. She came out of it soon enough after he had sat down though, and went to sit next to him. She still hadn't said anything.
How could she though? She had ruined his night with getting rid of the aliens and was going to leave him alone in the woods by himself? In what measure, respect or regard did that count her worthy of the boy's kisses?
She decided she was being a wuss about it all when he added some brush to the fire to make it grow temporarily. When he was back in his seat from this action however, she moved diagonally and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Because hell, if she was going to be kissed by the boy she had admired and sort of liked in that way in for such a long time, she was going to start it.
He had an initial shock to her lips being on his cheek but was soon able to speak.
"So I'll take that as a yes."
And he reached over, put a hand up to cup her face and kissed her as sweetly as possible on the lips. It wasn't a long kiss but it wasn't a short peck either. She pulled away from him first.
"…But why? I did everything wrong?"
"I don't know. Maybe your just really pretty and I wanted to, maybe I really respect you and figured out that you were really upset by what you did and wanted to express that things were all the better if not just fine the way they are."
"You're way too forgiving Dip. If we were twelve you would have felt so betrayed by me and probably wouldn't speak to me for a full year."
"Yeah well I'm not twelve and neither are you. We can do grown up things like forgiving, and kissing and pay taxes. It's amazing how much bigger the world is once you're not so small and awkward."
"Please, we both know I've never had an awkward day in my life. My parents have thrown enough money at me to make that possible."
"Oh I disagree though. Remember that time you didn't know what Mabel and I had meant by eating worms and started freaking out about having to go into the garden and find some so you could fit in. You were pink the rest of the day when we told you we just meant the gummy worms we would eat at the movies. You were so uncomfortable."
"Well it was embarrassing! And that's completely different from being awkward."
"You're right, awkward is leaving some one hanging after they ask to kiss you." He shifted closer to her now, facing her as they sat on the log under the starry sky. They were close enough to still talk, but their thighs touched and his hand was behind her and laying on the log.
"Oh my god Dipper! That was not awkward! Maybe you felt awkward but I was doing just fine once I processed what you said."
"Okay then awkward is you not kissing me again."
She then used their rather close proximity to prove him wrong. Her kiss was much less tender than his, but instead felt, hungry.
She kissed him for a little while longer before she nibbled on his bottom lip just the slightest bit. He, though was later embarrassed to think about, moaned into the kiss. She used this as an opportunity. With his mouth open just the slightest as he moaned she snuck her tongue into the kiss and things get a little more extreme from there.
He made a mental note to himself that she was now making out with him and that he had no idea what to do and that he needed to figure it out quickly. It felt amazing but he felt incompetent not knowing if what he was doing was any good. She moaned a little once he started responding though, and he took it as a sign that he could be doing a lot worse.
She pulled him lower and closer into her when she placed her arms around his neck and he decided from there to place his hand onto her waist and lean forward into her; this lead to her laying down onto the log with him half on top of her and their mouths still connected and still exploring. It then also lead to him losing balance on the log and falling off of her with a little 'ack' sound and a thump of him hitting the ground.
She remained on the log with all this happening, and when he finally fell she couldn't help but laugh at the kid. It was just too good, she had tears in her eyes.
"awe come on you don't have to laugh…" was grumbled from bellow her by a very embarrassed teen aged boy who flipped himself over to not be resting on his face. She decided not to waste time.
"Sure I don't have to, but it's more fun if I do." And she rolled herself off of the log and over Dipper, her arms holding her above him braced beside each side of his head.
"Stop trying so hard to be a kill joy Dip." And with that she lowered herself onto him, kissing him once more, though Dipper could now feel her smile into the kiss. He decided to do unto to her as she had unto him, and began to nibble at her lip though much less gently than she had. The noise she made was way better than hearing her laugh at him.
And so they kissed, on and on, until they suddenly heard something snap from behind them.
Pacifica was quick to get off of Dipper and flip herself around into a fighting pose and see a…gnome?
What? But Dipper had put up all those protection and ward spells earlier, right?
… oh no.
"Dipper. Did the spaceship land on the spot where you put the different amulets and hexes?"
"Yeah it did, why? Oh fuck is that a gnome? Oh fuck that's why." And off the boy was speeding to grab his journal where the spells were written and the backup supplied that he had brought. Thank god he thought ahead some for once. Oh there was a sticky note from Mabel on it. 'Don't forget these! YOU NERD! : D" . So maybe he hadn't thought ahead… But none the less he was soon in a position far enough from the fire but close enough to the campsite to set up some new ward spells.
There were more noises coming from the surrounding forest though the fire didn't illuminate there figures. Pacifica marched over and grabbed her axe, holding it with ready-to-fight intentions.
Dipper had the Rose quartz in hand and was setting up the net of protection around him through his spell when a vine started grabbing at his leg. Messing up the pronunciation could kill them all in the middle of a spell though, so he just hopped Paz would notice.
Sure enough she did and went over and cut off its out reaching stem. She hacked it a couple times more, farther down it just to make sure it would stay away until the shield was up.
She made like a golfer, and swung the gnome out of the camp ground circle with the head of her axe. Sure it would piss him off, but Dipper was almost done and she had to look out for other things. Plus if she hadn't it would've been stuck inside the force field and that meant no more peace, or kissing. And she was not okay with missing out on the later.
Dipper finished the final incantation and a pink bubble appeared around them, quickly dissipating and turning invisible, but there none the less.
Dipper made a remark about the vine and that he was scared of messing up the verse with calling for her help, in doing this, thanking her for not letting it snatch him. She took this appreciation and said something about pissing off the gnomes. More was said later on, as they talked and talked until day break. Some of that communication was through holding hands, some through kissing but at least half of it was through talking.
When it was bright enough to see, they decided that instead of falling asleep and waiting to be discovered by random hikers in the woods, they might as well pack up and go home. And so they did, holding hands the whole way back, though talking was a little sparse as she was so tired. Dipper felt pretty much the same as normal seeing as he is an insomniac but was giddy knowing that she felt so much for him.
The shack was in full swing when they returned, the gift shop bustling about with people. Wendy and Soos working and only looking at their linked hands, deciding it best to tease them when Pacifica didn't look like she would tear off their heads if either brought it up. The older mystery twins must have been running tours since they weren't in the shack. Mabel was spending the weekend still with her friends Candy and Grenda and probably wouldn't be back until late that night. All Pacifica wanted to do was pass out on a soft bed. Dipper wouldn't mind just drinking some coffee and moving on with his day, but Pacifica kept their hands locked as she walked to his bedroom.
She released his hand to crawl under the covers of his duvet, and simply glared at him when he suggested him going to get coffee. He got the message and crawled into the bed, holding her as she fell asleep. Amazingly enough, he fell asleep alongside her, and the two only woke up when they heard Mabel's screaming from inside the room. Oh fuck she has a camera was thought by both Pacifica and Dipper but neither moved to do anything about it. Sleep was better than dealing with what could be put off and managed later. Dipper was able to share this sentiment from his spot buried in Pacifica's neck and his body holding her curled into him.
Screw aliens, this was a way better outcome.
AN: Sorry not sorry im working on silly short like these instead of my ongoing stories…
I've just hit a block with them and a break is necessary. I suck at writing Bill but I made his appearance inevitable… blehhh… Hope you guys like this story!
The aliens don't come back. I just wanted to do this to reflect on the fact that aliens are in the title sequence but still not seen in the series, and this is why I only had them actually in the story for such a short length of time. It makes me stupid angry and this is how I've coped with it.
Please leave a review! Even if it's just a bodiless head screaming; the screams will fill me with the inspiration to write.