Hi everyone! It's been way too long since I've last updated for this story. Now I know what you're thinking. I abandoned this story right? No, I haven't. I've just been too busy with life that's all. During the summer, I couldn't write since it got too hectic with me. It's been even worse since school started two months ago. But since it's almost finals for me, I thought I could just leave a chapter for you guys to read. I probably will have the next chapter written by the end of this month. I won't make any promises though~~~
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~The Hand That Rocks The Dipper~
"Mabel! Come in here! It's that commercial I was talking to you about!"
Mabel groaned as she heard Dipper called for her to come into the living room. Throughout breakfast, all he kept going about was a commercial about a local clairvoyant in town. Initially, she dismissed that there really wasn't a clairvoyant. Since the Gobblewonker incident, she had begun to think that some things she had thought were real may have been just a faux. Who was to say it was also true for the clairvoyant that Dipper was talking about?
"Mabel!"
Mabel rubbed her forehead in exhaustion at Dipper's continuous yelling and closed the journal she had been reading. After breakfast, she had decided to read a few more pages in the journal in the kitchen, but now it seemed like that wasn't going to be possible. Mabel stood up and picked up the journal tucking it under her arm. After pushing in her chair, she walked towards the living room entering it. On the chair was Dipper about ready to call for Mabel again. But as soon as he saw her, he gave her a large goofy smile.
"Finally Mabel! You're so slow!"
Mabel rolled her eyes as sat down underneath Dipper placing the journal by her. "Just hurry up and show me that commercial Dipper. I have important things to do."
"Riiight," he said as he pressed play on the remote to start the commercial on the television. "Like reading that stuffy journal is important."
"It is!" Mabel exclaimed ready to tell Dipper why it was important, but she was cut off by a broad voice.
"Are you in need of a peep into your future? If so, then you need Pacifica."
Mabel rolled her eyes while above her, Dipper eyes brightened in wonder. On the television screen a shadowed figure appeared with the letters spelling "Pacifica" right by it.
"Pacifica is a clairvoyant. She can see into the future. She can tell you events and things like your death."
On the screen, an antique shop appeared with a glowing purple triangle displayed near it. Mabel stared at the shop as she listened to the commercial.
"So come by down to the Shop of Second Sight. Your tomorrow can be learned today."
Immediately after, Dipper clicked stop on the remote and the screen froze displaying the antique shop. While pointing at it, he look down at Mabel. "Mabel! We should totally go!"
Mabel turned her head at Dipper away from the screen with disbelief noticeable on her face with what she had just seen. "Really? Don't tell me that really you think that this Pacifica is really a physic?"
"Come on Mabester, you haven't even met her yet," Dipper pointed out as he placed the remote down next to him. "She could actually be the real thing."
"Yeah right," Mabel huffed as she crossed her arms looking away. Moments later, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Dipper giving her a pleading look. There was no way she was going to get out of this. Sighing in defeat, she uncrossed her arms. "Fine... We'll go..." She said bitterly.
"Yay!" Dipper exclaimed in delight as he hopped off the chair. He sprinted out of the room while yelling back at Mabel, "last one to the Shop of Second Sight is a rotten egg!"
Mabel shook her head as she stood up picking up the journal. It was going to be a long day.
Mabel and Dipper stood in front of a small shop that like on the commercial, had the same glowing purple triangle displayed on the window. Near it were the words, "Shop of Second Displayed" displayed. Other than that, there was nothing else that decorated the outside of the shop. Mabel couldn't help but feel slightly creeped out by this. Most of the other shops on the street were decorated with signs and colors and decor. Because of the lack of decorations and colors, this one shop just gave her a bad vibe.
Dipper, on the other hand, stared at the shop in curiosity. He did not feel creeped out unlike Mabel. Instead, he felt excited. After all, there was a physic just waiting inside to be met. He smiled at that thought as he looked back at Mabel. "So Mabester, are you ready?"
Mabel slowly shook her head. She was beginning to have second thoughts about this, but before she could even tell Dipper that they should just turn around, he opened the door, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into the shop. What followed was a soft ding from a bell.
Mabel gave a shook as she stared at the odd knickknacks and antiques displayed on the shelves on the walls. If the outside of the shop was creepy, then the inside was definitely creepier. The whole room was dark with the only light coming from a small crystal ball in the middle of the room on a black table. Surrounding the table were four chairs with one of them decorated in dark purple with a yellow triangle on top of it. On the purple chair was a light purple cushion with yellow triangles on the corners of it. Hanging from the ceiling were yellow triangles dangling from purple strings. Mabel shivered as she stared at them. The shop was just too creepy for her.
Just then, the sound of a door being opened could be heard. The twins looked towards the back just in time to see a girl about their age walking into the room from the back closing the door behind her. The girl wore an odd purple dress with crescent moons on it and a black chocker with a purple amulet in the middle of it around her neck. She smiled at them as she walked towards the table. "Mabel And Dipper Pines. I was expecting you two."
"You were?" Dipper questioned.
The girl giggled. "Of course cupcake. After all, I can see into the future." The girl walked towards the table and sat down on the purple chair. "My name is Pacifica Gleeful, but please call me Pacifica my dears."
Pacifica them clapped her hands and a figure in a black suit with a mask on their face entered the room placing a tray with a kettle and cups down on the table. They set the cups to each respective chair and delicately poured the tea into the cups. After making sure the arrangement was perfect, the figure turned and bowed at Pacifica and turned walking out of the room.
Ignoring what the figure had just done, Pacifica continued looking at the twins with a smile visible on her face. "Please do sit down and have some tea. The clock is ticking."
Mabel immediately wanted to turn and just walk out of the shop. Pacifica was creepy. That figure who served the tea was creepy. Even the shop was creepy. But of course, Dipper had other thoughts. He ran towards the table and sat down on a chair. Noticing that Mabel was still standing back at the door he waved at her to sit down. "Come on Mabel!"
Knowing that she couldn't leave her brother even if she wanted to, Mabel walked towards the table and sat down on a chair near Dipper and across from Pacifica. She stared down at the brown liquid in the cup while next to her Dipper took a large gulp of it. He placed the cup down smiling. "Mmm! This is so good!"
"Of course it is cupcake," Pacifica said as she smiled at him. "It's your favorite flavor."
"Wow! You're really a physic! Okay, tell me what will happen next."
"You will drink more of your cup of tea and ask me another question," replied Pacifica.
"Wow..." Dipper said in wonder as he took a sip of his tea. "You're so good. Okay, tell me what will happen to me tomorrow."
And the questions went on and on. In the end, Mabel was pretty sure that Pacifica was a fraud. Most of the questions Dipper had asked were ones she could have answered back correctly. It was beginning to turn out like the Gobblewonker incident and more than anything, Mabel just wanted to leave. She was getting sick of this so called 'clairvoyant'.
"Ooh! Tell me what Mabel is going to do next!" Dipper asked happily while pointing at Mabel.
Pacifica turned her head at Mabel and in a dead tone, she said, "Your sister dear is going to tell you it's getting late and that it is time to be getting home."
"What?!" Dipper said as he looked at Mabel with sadness noticeable in his voice. "Come on Mabel, can't we stay here a little longer?"
Mabel glared at Pacifica and looked back at Dipper. "No Dipper, we have to go. Like what she said," Mabel pointed out as she looked back at Pacifica and then back at Dipper. "It's getting late and we need to get home."
"But it's only past noon. We still have time."
Ignoring Dipper's comment, she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door. Just as she was about to open it, she looked back at Pacifica and gave her a nod. "Thank you for the tea and your words of wisdom," she said in a bitter tone.
Mabel then opened the door and exited pulling Dipper along with her as they walked down the street down the path towards the Mystery Shack. Unknownst to them was a pair of eyes watching their backs from a lone window belonging to the Shop of Second Sight. The purple light on the window flickered on and off before it completely turned off.
"I can't believe you did that Mabel!" Dipper said as he crossed his arms back at the Mystery Museum in the living room. "Pacifica was really cool!"
"Yeah as in really creepy! Didn't you see her giving you those creepy smiles. Heck, she knowing our names was creepy. How did she even know them?" Mabel said.
"Well duh! She's a physic," Dipper replied back. "This stuff is super easy to her."
Mabel rolled her eyes opening the journal sitting down on the chair. "Fine. Think whatever you want. Maybe I should have just left you there."
Dipper nodded agreeing with her. "Yeah maybe you should have." He turned and walked out of the room towards the stairs leading to their temporary room. Just as he was about to climb them, the doorbell rung. Knowing that Mabel had no intention of getting up just to see who was behind the door, he decided to see for himself. Dipper walked towards the door and opened it. He did not expect though the same girl he and Mabel had just met about an hour earlier.
Pacifica smiled at Dipper as soon as she saw him. "Hello cupcake."
"P-Pacifica?!" Dipper stuttered in confusion. "But, how did-"
Pacifica waved her hand in a happy manner. "Cupcake, of course I would know where you and your dear sister live at. It was written in your future."
Dipper rubbed his arm awkwardly. "I-I guess so..."
"Anyway, I came here to ask if you would like to attend with me to another tea party right now.
"Oh would I?!" Dipper said in excitement.
Just then, Mabel's voice could be heard from the other room. "Dipper, who are you talking to?"
Not wanting Mabel to know that Pacifica was here, Dipper turned and lied saying, "No one Mabel! Just a tourist!"
As soon as he heard no response, Dipper knew he was okay. Dipper turned back up Pacifica with a smile. "So can we go?"
Pacifica nodded. "Yes let us be off cupcake."
Dipper closed the door behind him and walked behind Pacifica as she led him back him to town. Throughout the walk, it was dead silent. At first, Dipper had thought it was silent because Pacifica was maybe shy. But as he continued to follow her, he began to hear her voice calling him her new play toy.
Once they got to the antique shop, Pacifica led him inside and both of them sat down at the table where two of cups of tea were already set out for them. As Dipper sat down, he took notice of his surroundings. Earlier, he had not seen the creepy antiques on the shelves nor how dark it was in the room. It bugged him now how creepy they were to stare at.
"Cupcake, can I perhaps indulge you with a question."
Dipper looked back at Pacifica from the shelves now placing his attention back to her. "Uh... Yeah Pacifica?"
"Do you like your sister?" She asked with a sinister smile.
"Y-you mean Mabel? Of course I like her. She's my sister."
"But is that really the truth cupcake?"
"What do you mean?" He asked now puzzled.
Pacifica stood up and walked slowly to Dipper standing behind him. She placed her hand on his head and began to stroke his hair causing Dipper to shiver. Seeing this, Pacifica giggled and moved her face close to Dipper's ear and whispered, "I mean you are mine cupcake. Not your sister's."
Pacifica moved her face away from Dipper's ear, but continued to stroke his hair as if he was a pet. Dipper shook in both confusion and fear. He had no idea what Pacifica meant or even why she was treating him like this. It was too creepy for him to even this about. Was this the same Pacifica he had met? Was Mabel right about her? Was he so absorbed in the fact there was a physic in front of him that he failed to take notice of how Pacifica acts.
A few agonizing minutes ticked by before Pacifica finally stopped stroking Dipper's hair. Realizing this, Dipper forced himself to call out Pacifica's name hoping that maybe Pacifica didn't do what she had just done. "P-Pacifica?"
At first, Dipper heard nothing. All there was behind him was silence. But the silence soon was broken by Pacifica's voice.
"Cupcake, I think it would be best for you to go home. A perfect doll like you shouldn't have to be soiled with unpleasant things."
"Uh... Sure Pacifica," Dipper said quietly as he stood up not even bothering to listen to what Pacifica had just told him. He was totally creeped out now just by being alone with her and wanted nothing more to just go home and talk to Mabel.
Dipper forced himself to give Pacifica a smile and turned walking out of the antique shop. Just as Dipper was about to head on the normal route he took the Mystery Museum, he noticed how there was a sign near it telling of how the route was being fixed. Dipper shrugged and turned heading for towards the longer route. As he walked, he failed to notice the sign distorting and soon disappearing. It was never there to begin with.
Mabel knew something was up when she heard no peep coming from Dipper for a few hours. After all, between her and him, he was the loudest. Realizing that it was quiet as a mouse in the house, she closed the journal, got up from the chair, and began to look around. Eventually, she found Ford in the kitchen analyzing a few notes. She walked up to with the journal tucked tightly under her arm.
"Great Uncle Ford, have you seen Dipper?"
Ford looked up from the pieces of paper and turned his attention at Mabel. "No Mabel, I haven't seen him. Why?"
Mabel fidgeted as she rubbed her the back of her head. "It's just it's been really quiet. It's not like Dipper to be so quiet for at least a few hours."
Ford placed his hand under his chin as he thought quietly to himself. A few seconds ticked by before he remembered something. "Actually, I did see your brother outside some time ago talking to a girl. By the direction they were walking in, they were heading for town."
Mabel eyes widened as she realized who Dipper probably was with. She tucked the journal into her coat pocket as she waved back at Ford. "Thanks Great Uncle Ford. I'm going to get Dipper. It's getting late now." She turned and ran out of the Mystery Museum leaving a puzzled Ford behind.
As Mabel headed towards the town, all she could think about was if Dipper was okay. Pacifica was creepy. She knew a lot of things about them for a fraud. For one how could she even know their names? Could she be a stalker? Mabel shook her head at that. Even if she was one, they had only been on Gravity Falls for less than a few days. What was there to stalk about them?
As soon as Mabel found herself in front of the antique shop, she made no hesitation to barge right in. She barged into the shop causing the door to whack against the wall with a loud boom. What she saw was something she hadn't expect.
There at the table sitting by herself at the table was Pacifica drinking a cup of tea. She did not look up nor say anything to acknowledge Mabel's presence. Instead, she just continued drinking her tea.
Mabel shivered once again. She hated this shop's atmosphere. All it gave off was fear. It did not make sense, but Mabel quickly push that thought aside. She started to look around noticing one crucial thing: Dipper was no where in sight. "Where is he Pacifica?" She asked in a bitterly tone.
Pacifica placed her cup of tea down on the table and finally looked up at Mabel with a big smile on her face. "Oh Mabel dear, you really need to learn some manners."
Mabel forced herself to glare at Pacifica despite how much she was shivering in fear. "I know you came to the Mystery Museum to get him. Now where is he?!"
Pacifica stood up and pushed in her chair. She walked slowly around the table towards Mabel stopping it front of her. "Oh Mabel dear, he left quite some time ago. I sent him home to not stain his pretty little heart."
"Pretty little heart?"
"Why from this of course," answered Pacifica as she placed her hand over the purple amulet hanging from the black choker around her her. Immediately her hand on top of the amulet began to glow a light purple color and Mabel began to feel her feet not touching the ground any longer. She looked down to see that she was in midair glowing in the same color as the purple amulet that was in Pacifica's hand.
"W-what are you doing?" Mabel asked wanting nothing more to just wish this was a crazy nightmare.
Without no warning, Mabel felt her head hitting the wall hard. Before she could even recollect from the knock on her skull, she hit the wall again. Then a third time. And a fourth time. The hits continued for quite a few more times each harder then the last hit. Just as Mabel felt like she was going to faint from the pain, the hits to her head stopped. Barely conscious, she opened her eyes to see Pacifica laughing in delight at Mabel. She hadn't even realize that she was laughing.
Pacifica looked back to the table and a knife glowing in purple began to float in the air. The knife was pointed straight at Mabel throat ready to slice her skin. Pacifica laughed as she twirled her hand. "Oh Mabel dear, I'm going to cover your beautiful throat in lovely red. Wouldn't you like that?"
Realizing that Mabel was barely conscious, she shrugged giggling. "You must be wondering why I'm doing this to you." Pacifica waved her hand and the knife went closer to Mabel's neck. "Well Mabel dear, you're getting in my way. I've realize that in order for your brother to be a fine puppet for me, I have to get rid of you."
Pacifica again waved her hand and the knife went closer now barely an inch away from Mabel's neck. "Your brother is the most perfect toy for me. Since the first time I laid my eyes on him, I knew that cupcake would be the perfect one for me."
"Y-you're crazy..." Mabel managed to say gritting her teeth in pain.
Pacifica giggled loudly at Mabel's comment. This was the most fun she had in a long time, but sadly, even fun games had to end. It was time to make perfection. Pacifica waved her hand and the knife touched Mabel's neck now beginning to dig itself to it. Mabel could feel a sharp sting of pain coming from it. Preparing for the worst, she squeezed her eyes shut waiting for the end. To her surprise it never came. What came was a loud male voice she instantly recognized.
"No!"
Mabel opened her eyes to see Dipper pushing Pacifica causing her to release her hold on the purple amulet as she stumbled from the force of the push. As a result, Mabel, as well as the knife, both instantly fell onto the ground now release from whatever had them in midair. As soon as he saw Mabel, Dipper ran towards her and placed his hand on her shoulder kneeling. "Mabel, are you okay?"
Mabel coughed and looked up at Dipper trying her best to smile. "Thanks Dip."
Dipper chuckled and looked back at Pacifica who was just standing across from them smiling. Dipper tilted his head confusion. How could she just stand there smiling when her plan to hurt Mabel failed?
Without any warning, Dipper found himself being flung to one of the shelves. He slammed his arm hard against it and dropped to the ground gripping his arm tightly. Next to him antiques fell from the shelves from the impacf. As they fell, Dipper looked up to see Pacifica standing above him holding her hand out to him. "I told you cupcake to go home. Perhaps you'll listen to me this time so I can take care of your dear sister. After that, we can have all the tea parties we want my dear pet."
Dipper began to shake his head in fright. Pacifica really wanted to hurt Mabel and yet all she thought was that he wanted to have another tea party with her? No, he cared more about Mabel then a simple tea party.
To his surprise, Mabel took action against Pacifica. She shoved Pacifica while grabbing the purple amulet that was on her dress. She helped Dipper up and put him behind her as she held the purple amulet up ready to smash it to the ground. As she held it highly, Mabel took steps back towards the door with Dipper. They were going to get out of this.
"Don't come any closer Pacifica!" Mabel yelled with force. "Or I'll smash this to the ground.
To the twin's surprise, Pacifica just laughed. The room echoed with her strange distorted laugh. Mabel couldn't help but shiver at the sound of the laugh. Never once had she heard a laugh like Pacifica's. The way it sounded was creepy. All it made her feel was fear.
Pacifica continued laughing for a few more minutes before she stopped. She placed her hand on the place where she had the purple amulet on her. And just like that, Mabel felt her hand burning, the one that was holding the purple amulet. Without even thinking, she threw the purple amulet to the ground with the intention to smash it to pieces, but it never happened. The amulet instead floated in midair before it even made contact with the ground and then floated back to Pacifica. She grabbed it with her hand and giggled excitedly. She was going to have so much fun now.
Pacifica widen her mouth into a cruel smile and prepared to separate Mabel and Dipper. She raised her free hand to the air and Mabel began to float in the air. But before Pacifica could even do anything to Mabel, Dipper grabbed something that looked slimy and pink to Mabel's view from his pockets and threw it at Pacifica's face. Pacifica, in reaction, released Mabel and touched the slimy pink thing crawling on her face with her hand. At first, she touched it slowly feeling it. Seconds went by before she began to laugh hysterically at the slimy worm on her face.
Ignoring Pacifica, Dipper helped Mabel up and grabbed her hand pulling her to the door. "Come on!" He said.
Mabel nodded hearing the fear in his voice. The twins ran out of the door slamming the door behind them and headed towards the forest entering it. They both continued to run with the idea that if they stopped, Pacifica would be standing right behind them laughing crazy. Once the twins got to the Mystery Museum, they made no haste to enter it and run all the way to the attic closing the door behind them. When they got into the room, Dipper dove for his bed while Mabel stood erect in front of the closed door. She just couldn't process what had just happened. Pacifica really tried to kill her. And for what? Just so that Mabel wouldn't be in the way in her goal to get to Dipper.
Dipper.
Mabel looked up at Dipper to see him in his shirt. Whenever Dipper was scared or sad, he always pulled his shirt over his head and curled himself into a ball. Over the years both he and Mabel dubbed this "shirt town". Now that she was thinking, she hadn't seen shirt town in a while. With that thought in mind, Mabel smiled and walked to Dipper.
"Dipper... Are you okay?"
All the response she got from Dipper was a shake from his head. "Dipper is not here. He's in shirt town."
Mabel sighed and sat by Dipper. "Well can I come into shirt town? I think I need to see a brother who might really need me right now."
As soon as she finished her sentence, Dipper poked his head out of his shirt. Small tears were visible on his face. Mabel frowned and pulled Dipper into a hug. Dipper whimpered and placed his arms around Mabel returning the hug back to her.
Their hug continued for at least a good few minutes before they both released each other. Dipper wiped the tears on his face and gave Mabel another one of his goofy smiles. "Sorry Mabster, I don't know what came over me..."
Mabel smiled. "I know Dip. Let's just make a promise that we will stay away from that psychotic physic."
Dipper nodded. "You can count on that sis!" As he said that, a realization of something struck him. Dipper hopped off the bed and took Mabel's hand pulling her off the bed. "Oh my gosh! Come on Mabel, you're hurt! We have to tell Great Uncle Ford to help you bandage your head!"
Not even allowing Mabel to speak up, Dipper pulled her out of the room after opening the door. As they walked down the stairs, unknownst to them, a few rays coming from the sunset hit the stain glass in their room causing an image of a triangle with one eye to show on the ground. It will always be watching them.
Pacifica screamed in hysterics as she continued dicing the slimy worm with a knife. It's guts and blood could be seen everywhere on the floor. As she continued dicing the already dead worm, a figure from the other side of the room watched her with his arms crossed. He did not bother to make any move to stop Pacifica knowing it would only be messy. Instead, he just continued to watch her. Never once has he heard of anyone that stood up to Pacifica and lived to tell the tale. Now suddenly hearing from her that it wasn't just one, but two made him even more curious as to who they were.
The figure placed his hand on the blue amulet near his neck. No matter who they were, they might as well be enemies. And if that was the case, he had a specialty in getting rid of them. He smirked at that thought and turned walking out of the room leaving a screaming Pacifica behind. He had a job to do and it was time to get to work. After all, he wasn't called the Lone Wolf for nothing.
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