Hello everyone! (I know it's been a while, sorry for the long delay for the chapter... again, if you're a reader from the future ignore this small note)...
This chapter is a prompt idea from amazing reader Conor (Guest) where they requested how Pacifica reacts to Dipper's birthmark. Thank you so much for the idea! Hopefully you enjoy what I came up with.
Okay, proceed to read :)
Nothing beats a hot shower after a long day.
Dipper exited out of the foggy and hot bathroom casually and rubbed a towel around his wet and messy brown hair. He pulled out a small bobby pin he secretly stole from his sister and clipped up his bangs, so that his wet forehead could also dry. Sure, a lot of people dismissed him as a 'girl' every time he held up his hair like this (specifically Grunkle Stan) but Mabel always did this to him whenever she was fiddling around with haircuts or trying to do a dangerous attempt to put makeup on his face. She also said it was good to have your bangs up once in a while, so that your forehead should see the light of day.
Dipper, honestly, liked to have his fluffy brown hair up sometimes. Even if it showed that odd birthmark of his.
"Mabel, I'm done in the shower," he called out, expecting his sister to still be in the living room as she was before. "Let's go ahead and prepare dinner now. What do you want to-"
Dipper was going to continue, but his sentence was interrupted with a long array of laughter.
Girl laughter.
As Dipper stood foot in the doorway, he saw none other than Pacifica and Mabel, sitting down on top of the living room's floor, playing some girl related board game that had a interactive phone drilled into the middle. The girls were laughing, eyes closed and Mabel even bawling up on the floor. Each of the girls were holding the respective playing cards of the game, presumably laughing on what was written on them.
As they were distracted with their current situation, Dipper escaped the living room and stood flat on the outer wall beside the doorway, hiding from them. He didn't know why he was hiding from Mabel nor his best friend in the world, but he felt it was a quick instinct that initially went off. As he stayed quiet, lowering his breathing to do so, he listened to Pacifica and Mabel's constant and pretty contagious laughter. It soon died down slowly, and Pacifica was the first one to stop laughing.
"Man, Larry in this game is a great guy!" Pacifica sighed, as Dipper heard her slam her card onto the floor. "Too bad his embarrassing photo is up on all the social networks now."
"Poor Larry," Mabel sighed from her laughter, putting her card down as well. "What do you want to do with him now? After all those dislikes and negative comments on that one photo, he deserves some love and comfort, now, huh?"
"Well, let's see here..." Pacifica murmured, swiping up another card from a supposed deck. "I could, A, dump him, B, keep him, or C, pretend he doesn't even exist. Hm. A and C sound like the same thing, Mab."
Dipper tried not to sigh, but he still rolled his eyes. The game they were playing sounded ridiculous and just down right stupid, and not only was Mabel playing it, but she was playing it with Pacifica, out of anyone else in the world. And to make Dipper make several more eye rolls, Pacifica seemed like she was enjoying it.
He didn't understand females anymore.
He needed to end this. Right now.
"Hey guys!" Dipper immediately chimed in, moving his body towards the living room's large doorway. Mabel and Pacifica were instantly shocked with surprise on Dipper's entrance, and their eyes darted to the loud voice that blocked their game. Mabel smiled happily at the sight of her brother while Pacifica gestured a small wave a few seconds later, a tint of pink rising in her cheeks.
Mabel rose up from her spot on the carpet, still smiling. "Hey, bro-bro! Look who came to visit!" Mabel beamed, throwing her arms at their blonde haired friend. "The amazing Pacifica!"
Dipper was already aware of that fact, but he grinned anyways.
"It's great to see you, Pacifica." Dipper greeted, as he made his way to the two girls. He sat on the empty armchair that the two girls were nearby, a genuine and warm expression glued to his face. He was glad that Pacifica was here. Dipper really liked her company.
Pacifica awkwardly chuckled, and fixed a strand of hair that flew down her face, tucking it behind her ear. "Yeah," she laughed, looking to the side for a bit. "Mabel invited me to hangout here at the shack, and eventually, she also invited me for dinner. We're just playing a game right now until you finished taking a shower, so we could all eat dinner together, even with that weird, great uncle of yours."
"Oh, I see." Dipper replied, slightly unsure of which great uncle Pacifica was referring to. He rested his cheek in his hand. "Actually, about dinner..."
Dipper was going to continue his sentence but was abruptly interrupted by his sister gasping in for air. Dipper and Pacifica's heads turned around to see Mabel in a more shocked mood than before, and the young brunette rushed out of the living room, even tripping and knocking over a deck of the board game's cards. Her sudden panic made a river of worry pour into Dipper and Pacifica's minds.
"Shoot! Sorry! I.. I just remembered about DINNER!" Mabel shrieked in the hallways, making her way to the kitchen. Dipper and Pacifica then shortly heard the loud clamming of pots and pans, and the scurrying of Mabel and the tiny squeaks she made. "Bro! Paz! I need your help!"
Dipper and Pacifica stood up in panic. Pacifica quickly gathered up the fallen cards and tossed them aside, neatly putting them back in a stack. "We're coming!" Pacifica called, walking carefully out of the living room's doorway. Pacifica then suddenly paused at the doorway, which forced Dipper into a sudden halt. "Oh! Wait! I need to speak with your brother for a few seconds, Mab, if you don't mind!"
"Huh? Sure, sure! After you lovebirds are done, I really need your guys' help!" Mabel responded, more bangs of pots and pans echoing in the kitchen. The two then heard Mabel open the refrigerator and pull something out. Dipper and Pacifica also slightly cringed and turned red at the nickname she just threw in, but they eventually shrugged it off.
Pacifica turned around to face Dipper, who was standing behind her in confusion, wondering what was going on. Dipper seemed a bit surprised with the sudden bustle going on, but felt nervousness build up inside himself when Pacifica mentioned a few seconds ago that she needed to talk to him.
In private.
Before Dipper could peep up 'what's going on', Pacifica rushed up to him and grabbed his cheek slowly and gently. She held it in a calm manner, but her grip was somewhat tight. Dipper's face instantly flushe red with the contact, and it was even more embarrassing that Pacifica even saw it for herself. She giggled a bit.
"That's some birthmark you got there," Pacifica laughed. "I've never seen it before."
Dipper's eyes shrunk, realization hitting him in the face. His bare forehead was seen right in front of Pacifica, someone he hasn't shown his birthmark to before. Sure, Mabel has seen it about a million times in the past, but Pacifica was an entirely different story. She seemed intrigued by it, and went all her way to even embrace Dipper to see a good look at it. Rather than other people's reaction in the past, Pacifica seemed enlightened, and almost as if a question she had in her mind has finally been answered.
But then again... the birthmark was something Dipper wasn't the most proud of.
Dipper held her resting hand on his face nicely, even cuddling it up a bit, but he slowly removed it from his cheek. Pacifica's face slowly dropped down with it, and Dipper couldn't feel nothing but guilt starting to grow up in his chest due to her face.
"Um, about it..." Dipper began, but he was again interrupted with one of his sister's accidents. A pan fell hard on the floor, and a loud, chilling screech echoed within the shack. Dipper was sure that would leave a huge crack on the kitchen floor.
"Crap! Dammit!" Mabel swore, picking up the falling pan. "Sorry, you guys! But... seriously, Grunkle Stan and Ford are gonna have my head if they don't get their dinner! Geez, why is making dinner so hard right now?! It must've because I got carried away with the game... why?!"
Dipper and Pacifica laughed a bit as a break from their minor serious conversation a few seconds before. But Pacifica was still eager for answers, and blinked several times as a hint that she wanted what she wanted-answers. Dipper looked to the side and nervously scratched the back of his neck, trying to think about to say next.
"Uh... Pacifica..." Dipper started. He then returned his hands to the pockets of his shorts and sighed. "Can we... can we talk about this thing after dinner?"
And when Dipper said 'thing', his eyes darted upwards toward his forehead, in-directly meaning his birthmark.
It took a few seconds for Pacifica to gather up an answer, but a gentle smile and a pleased face was it. "Okay," she replied, chuckling a bit. "You better tell me at least something about that birthmark of yours- and you're lucky Mabel's in a fit right now. If she wasn't, well..."
Dipper giggled along with her, waving his hands around, telling her that he didn't need a specific answer. "Thanks. We'll meet at the top of the shack, where we usually hang out. I have a few errands I need to take care of myself after dinner, so I might be a little late. Oh, and please, don't tell Mabel, alright? She might get nosy with what we're doing." Dipper warned, as he circled his way around Pacifica and was about to make his way to the kitchen.
"Oh, of course. I won't," Pacifica promised, following behind her. "Speaking of Mabel, let's just go help her now before she breaks another pan."
Dipper and Pacifica snickered, and rushed to the kitchen to help the clumsy twin.
Dipper was right about the whole 'late' thing.
It was practically 10 o' clock, and several hours have passed ever since the family ate dinner. It was a delicious dinner, to be exact, and Pacifica couldn't forget how great it felt to eat with a genuine, real and loving family. Mabel and Stan were a riot at the table, and Dipper was always there to calm their mishaps down.
However, she did admit that Ford guy was quiet.
Pacifica, of course, didn't stay on the rooftop forever right after dinner. She helped Mabel clean a few dishes and tupperware after everyone was finished eating, and right after they resumed their game of 'Calling All Boys: Mature Women Edition, Featuring the 21st Century'. It wasn't a huge surprise that Mabel successfully won the game, having about 8 boyfriends per round and ending up with the best bachelor in the game, the doctor. Pacifica only ended up having about 2 boyfriends in the end, but settled in with a boy who, which the game described, 'had a mysterious and cool aura within him'. The game eventually revealed the boy to be a sci-fi writer who makes a good living, and Pacifica couldn't say no to that. Plus, his illustrated card made him look adorable.
After the two girls finished their board game, Mabel retreated to the bathroom to take a long bubble bath before going to sleep, and promised that she'll be done when Pacifica is about to leave, so that she could give goodbye hugs until next time. Pacifica felt heart warmed that Mabel was trying her best to have some time for her, but Pacifica realized she wasn't going to leave sooner or later.
Until Dipper gives her answers, she might unfortunately leave after that.
Pacifica pulled out her phone and read the time. 10:02 P.M. Right under the time, Pacifica saw the several texts she's gotten from her friends and her chauffeur that was going to drive her back home. All of them were bitterly annoying, pestering her about her busy schedule and lifestyle.
Blah, blah, blah, chauffeur complaining about how long she's taking... blah, blah, blah, a party going on without her... blah, blah, blah... teasing about hanging out with a commoner family, blah blah blah...
"Hey Pacifica! I'm sorry I'm so late."
Pacifica turned her head around to see Dipper, sliding down the roof to join her at the secret hideout. He was in a more proper and drier state than before, and he still had his orange top on and his shorts, but his hair was dry and his bangs were down, covering the reason the two were up here right now.
"No worries." Pacifica reassured. She scooted over so that she could leave some room for Dipper to sit down, and placed her phone back in her pockets, remembering to turn off the ringer.
Dipper grinned back, a bit relieved that she didn't seem a tad bit angered of his tardiness. His eyes then switched to the sky, and he noticed the night sky's stars were starting to fade in. One of Dipper's favorite hobbies is to actually stargaze, and sometimes even point out how much constellations he knew, and their origin stories as well.
But stargazing wasn't the point he was alone up on the roof with Pacifica.
"So... your birthmark?" Pacifica peeped out of their silence, and eventually sat a bit closer to Dipper, seemingly pleading to him to see it again.
Dipper sighed, but placed a smile on his face to make Pacifica not worry. His birthmark was rather a topic he wouldn't like to discuss, but he felt it was around the time Pacifica knew about it. He was a little bit surprised how Pacifica was sort of desperate to just view a mark on his forehead, but he shrugged it off. A lot of people were intrigued with the mark since his birth and his toddler, child years, but the ending 'comments' weren't as good as their curiosity. Dipper wondered what Pacifica's last reaction would be.
"Curious now, aren't we?" Dipper teased, as the blonde beside him was practically hanging on his shoulder, staring at him with glimmering eyes. Pacifica nodded, and Dipper chuckled.
"Well, ever since my birth, I was forever forged with this birthmark on my forehead," Dipper began, and he fixed his hair so that Pacifica could look at the mark again. "It was really obvious to my family that the birthmark looked like the constellation of Ursa Major, which is known to also have the Big Dipper inside of it. So ever since I was five years old, people just kept on calling me Dipper, because of this one, small birthmark."
"Wow..." Pacifica sighed, inspecting the birthmark a bit more thoroughly.
"However, having this birthmark did have it's negatives, though." Dipper continued. "When I first started school, all of the other kids kept on teasing and bullying me for my birthmark, and it wouldn't stop, no matter how much times I asked for it. Mabel was always there to have my back whenever someone tried to tease me, and she would sometimes smack them good in the head to make them shut up. I was glad that Mabel was there, I couldn't imagine what scenarios I could've ended up in if Mabel wasn't there with me. When I got a bit older, I started to hide my birthmark so that I could give my bullies and Mabel a break for once. People still called me Dipper, however; and the new people I met didn't know why I was called that. For example, a few years before, Wendy actually thought that the nickname was given to me just because my parents hated me, or something. Some of the estimation stories of my nickname are hilarious sometimes."
Pacifica smiled, but did a quick eye-roll at the mention of Wendy, Dipper's former crush from several years ago. (Pacifica wasn't too fond of her yet, and she admitted she felt a bad aura around her. Pacifica's trying her best to see if they see eye-to-eye and could possibly end up as potential friends, but the idea didn't pop up into her mind frequently.)
"That's..." Pacifica started, moving away from the thoughts of the rebellious redhead and back on the birthmark story. "That's really awful, Dipper..." The nickname felt like poison dripping on her tongue, as she noted that maybe Dipper didn't probably like being called 'Dipper'. Pacifica even started to wonder what was his real, biological name.
Dipper laughed a bit, and placed his brunette bangs over his forehead again, covering up the mark. "It's fine, it's been years now since someone ever teased me with my birthmark. I'm glad that you're not one of them, Pacifica." Dipper complimented. He nudged her playfully and gently, making the blonde laugh and return the gesture back.
"Well, now I know." the blonde concluded, chuckles still pouring out of her mouth. Her gaze then switched over to the night sky, and her eyes immediately sparkled when she saw what she wanted to see. "Dipper! Look!"
Dipper followed her movements and darted his eyes to the sky, only to find something that 'conventionally' popped up into their conversation.
The Ursa Major constellation.
And the tail of it, was The Big Dipper.
"Well, that's convenient." Dipper said.
The constellation shined in the sky, being the most brightest and the most visible one the two could find. Despite there being millions of other glittering stars in the sky, the stars that made up The Big Dipper felt more special to the two at the moment. The night was cool, a small breeze kicked in, and a few animals of the night could be heard- owls hooting, coyotes howling in the distance, and the night cicadas buzzing...
Dipper didn't hesitate to scoot closer to Pacifica, and he would sometimes switch his eyes back and forth at her and the night sky. Pacifica was also gawking at the stream of stars, almost like this was her first time ever stargazing. It wasn't true though, she stargazed with the twins a million times this summer and the summer several years before, but her face was so innocent and amusing to see that Dipper couldn't resist a grin. To break their awkward silence, Dipper did what he did best and started pointing out all the constellations he could find in the sky, re-telling their dramatic origin stories to Pacifica, who was in wonder and in a daze.
Dipper slowly placed his hands to his sides so that he could have better balance on the edge of the hideout's platform, but he didn't remove his gaze from the sky or stop his blabbing. Pacifica eventually did the same, and both didn't react one bit when they touched hands. Inside, it felt warm and a bit surprising, but they were too occupied at staring at the glorious, beautiful night. Dipper curled his hand on top of Pacifica's, holding it tight and carrying on a bit of warmth to her, proceeding to another constellation story. Pacifica didn't complain or remove her hand away, and she held Dipper's hand back, smiling.
This was a perfect night, and Pacifica admitted that she found Dipper's birthmark to be absolutely fascinating.
"Well, I'll be taking my leave now," Pacifica suggested, as her eyes looked over to the luxurious jet black limousine that was parked in front of the shack. "I would just like to thank you guys for this evening. It's been really fun."
Mabel rushed over to her blonde friend, arms wide and ready to wrap in Pacifica for a hug. "Oh, c'mere!" Mabel gushed, taking in Pacifica into her arms. "It would've been much better if we had another sleepover together!"
"Yeah, of course, but... family calls..." Pacifica muttered sarcastically, giving a bitter smile at the ground. Mabel soon released the tight embrace, leaving Dipper and Pacifica to say their personal goodbyes now. The two looked at each other awkwardly, the moment of them holding hands earlier this evening immediately popping into their minds. Both flushed a bit red.
"It's been fun, Dipper." Pacifica first said, as she pulled out a hand to shake. "I'll see you next time."
Dipper looked cautiously at the hand Pacifica offered, but it seemed too formal for him, and even a bit intimidating. Instead, he adjusted Pacifica's hand to the sky, instantly changing the hand shake to a high-five without her knowing. The blonde looked confused, but Dipper just laughed and high-fived her with no hesitation. His face looked like he just cracked a disastrous joke, but Pacifica laughed anyways, enjoying the little trick the brunette made.
"Talk to you later, guys!" Pacifica said, and she did a small jog to the limo a few metres away. A butler who also boarded the limo opened the door politely for her, and Pacifica slipped in, giving one more wave to Dipper and Mabel before she entered. The twins continued to wave until Pacifica was inside the limo, her butler joining her inside, and the car starting up with a small roar. In a matter of seconds, the limo exited out of the shack's area, and completely vanished from their view.
"Later, Pacifica!" Dipper exclaimed, as his eyes followed the limo's path. "We... we had a good time today."
The sister part of the pair gasped suddenly, and started to poke her brother senseless, feeling happiness swelling inside of her. "Uh-oh!" Mabel beamed, shaking her hips sideways and looking at her twin brother with a glum look.
"What now?" Dipper grunted, as he turned around to head back to the shack.
"Somebody's in love again!" Mabel teased, still poking her brother. "And I still thought you had something for Wendy."
"Are you kidding me? Mabel, she's just a friend, for pete's sake." Dipper reassured, walking up the shack's small pair of stairs to the back door. "She's not another Wendy case. At least I don't lay awake at night, thinking about her."
Mabel closed her eyes, pretending she was trying to decipher her brother's mind, and still had a cocky smile glued to her face. "That's what they all say." she sang, entering the shack. "Well bro bro, it's about time we hit the hay. I'm tired already, so I'm going to sleep!"
Dipper rolled his eyes, entering the shack as well. "Sure, go ahead. I think I'll stay up for a bit."
"Oh, ok. I see, I see... someone's gonna be thinking about Pacifica! BECAUSE THEY'RE IN LOVE!" Mabel practically yelled. "YOU LOVE HER! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LA LA LOVE!"
Dipper rolled his eyes as his sister made her way around the halls and onwards to their room in the attic. He then thought for a moment, following his jumpy sister from behind. Maybe Mabel might've been partially right. Maybe Dipper did have feelings for Pacifica, but he probably wasn't sure they were real ones. As he continued finishing notes in his journal, his sister sound asleep beside him, all he could think about was the evening he had. The evening he and Pacifica had. It was absolutely beautiful and breath-taking- stargazing, talking about life and how it's going, accidentally (or maybe even purposely) holding hands... but then the thought hit him.
"Uh oh." Dipper slightly gasped, having a tiny feeling that maybe Mabel was right about this all along.
Yeah, that seemed a bit cheesy, heheheheh, but I thought it was pretty sweet.
Review Time!
Aqua Girl 007
Oh, I feel surprisingly relieved that you enjoyed it! Thank you!
Of course I will attempt to do another Reverse Pines/Reverse Falls one again, since playing with a mellow and bored Dipper and a cheerful and bubbly Pacifica is really fun :D
TheBoredGuy (Guest)
Glad you enjoyed that chapter! To answer your question:
Pacifica juice is just like it's canon equivalent, Mabel juice. Pacifica juice is basically just Mabel juice, but just with Pacifica's name in that universe. :')
Guest
I know that feel...
Stay awesome!