Mabel's package sat alone on the counter, waiting to be opened by it's receiver. Pacifica just ignored it, waiting for her boyfriend to return home within the next hour so they could happily open it together. Normally, she would've put it under the tree with the few other presents sent to them buy their families, but Mabel's signature decorations had "OPEN ASAP" written all over it. Literally. It was spelled with small, plastic rhinestones on the front and back.

Pacifica was eager to look inside. She kept busy with mindless chores like washing dishes and fluffing the couch cushions, but she really wanted to see what was inside the box. Knowing Mabel, it would be a unique work of art like a portrait made from gummy bears or a scrapbook documenting all the adventures she, Mabel, and Dipper had together in the past few years. The box was certainly large enough and flat enough to hold either, but she still waited patiently.

She only had less than half an hour to go before she would be able to open it with Dipper, but curiosity got the better of her. Pacifica unwrapped the box of it's bright neon colored wrapping paper and rhinestone decor. She opened the box containing the gift and...cringed.

It wasn't necessarily because the present was ugly-in fact it was rather well made-but because of the fact that the unique present sent by the arts and crafts master herself was tacky matching his/her sweaters for her and Dipper.

They were folded neatly side by side. Hers was knitted in light hues of blues, pinks, and purples with a large pine tree shape in the center, a llama beside it, and a shooting star over the tree. The star seemed to have something sewn on the inside of it, like a button. Pacifica pressed it and stood still, flabbergasted at the extra mile this weird sweater had to offer. The tree began blinking traditional Christmas colored lights and a bell pitched melody of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" beeped in sync with them. Dipper's sweater wasn't much different, except his was colored in darker hues of blues, reds, and purples and the llama was on the left side of the tree, mirroring her right sided llama.

Pacifica pressed the button, wondering if it was also the same tune and lights-which is was-just as Dipper came through the door.

"I'm hom-Pacifica? What is that?" He asked, confused as to why he was hearing bells and seeing his girlfriend hurriedly hide the evidence.

She shoved the sweaters into the box quickly and closed it, covering it with the paper, but that didn't help muffle the music too much. She turned around, embarrassed at the awkward scene, nobody saying a thing while the off sync music continued to the end. Just as they thought it was over, they heard Mabel's voice from both sweaters overlap and yell "Merry Christmas from yours truly!" loudly through the box.

Dipper scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"Did...did a box just wish us merry Christmas?"

Pacifica groaned and rolled her eyes. She stepped aside so he could see the unwrapping.

"She sent us a package. I was gonna wait until you got home to open it, but I was curious."

"So what is it?"

She turned to face the package and moved aside the trash, taking the two sweaters in hand.

"I don't know how to tell you this, but Mabel knitted you and I matching Christmas sweaters."

She handed him his and held hers upright against her torso.

"Well they're...original." He said, holding his in front of him.

"Festive." Pacifica added

"Definitely one of a kind."

He put down his bag that contained laundry to do later and possibly his notes and scribbles from work. Dipper put on his sweater, uncomfortable with how tight it seemed to fit. Pacifica put her's on too, feeling more roomy.

"Hey: I dare you wear it on your show next week." Pacifica laughed.

"Paz, that's not nice. Mabel probably worked really hard on these."

"Yeah, and don't you think she'd like to see her brother in his sweater made specially by her?" She teased.

Dipper smiled and put his arm around her. "Yeah, I'm sure she'd love to see us wear these. Both of us."

With that, he took a surprise selfie, too fast for Pacifica to stop him.

"Hey wait!" She yelled, trying to reach for his phone.

Dipper extended his arm with the phone in hand and used his other hand to push Pacifica's body away while her shorter arms tried reaching to stop him. The picture came out only slightly identifiable, but mostly out of focus. At least Pacifica was photogenic enough to look better than him even when she didn't expect it. The sweaters, though, weren't clear enough in the picture to make out all the details his sister worked so hard on. He still posted the picture to his Instagram, tagging both girls much to Pacifica's dismay.

"Dipper!" She complained. "Great, now everyone is gonna see me look like that!"

"Calm down; it's not like your life is gonna be ruined by a sweater."

Pacifica let out a loud groan of frustration, but he just smiled at her. His phone began ringing and he saw Mabel was calling, probably to tell them how cute they looked in their sweaters.

"Omigod, you guys are so cute!" She yelled through the speaker as soon as the phone was answered. "You should wear them for your Christmas cards this year!"

"Mabel, you know we don't send Christmas cards-"

"Dipper said he'll wear his on his show!" Pacifica interrupted, causing Mabel to squeal with delight.

"That would look so good! Don't forget to mention me, brobro. You know the people will start demanding them after that!"

She hung up and Dipper scowled. "Pacifica! Great, now I have to wear this thing on tv!"

"Calm down; it's not like your life is gonna be ruined by a sweater."

The week passed and the couple celebrated their Christmas together, video calling their families, wishing happy holidays to everyone, unwrapping presents together while the heavy Portland rain beat down outside and they were warm with the fire and flannel pajamas. When the day finally came for Dipper to drive back to Gravity Falls, he had all his stuff packed and loaded in the car except one thing.

"Dipper, Mabel really wants you to wear it! You said you would. And you don't wanna hurt your only sister's feelings, do you?" Pacifica pouted, putting on her best guilt trip act.

Dipper huffed and took the sweater from her hands.

"You pity acts are getting too good." He commented, throwing the sweater onto the passenger seat.

She put her arms around his neck, leaning in close. "But it's still not enough for you to buy a ring?" She teased with a smile.

He put his arms around her waist in response and kissed her nose. "One day. I promise."

"Okay."

Dipper kissed her lips goodbye one last time and got in his car. Pacifica still stood beside it, wishing him a safe trip and saying she loved him. He drove away, heading for the old mysterious town for the next three weeks.

Around the second week of him being gone, Pacifica sat on her couch waiting for the airing of his newest episode. She almost gave herself a headache laughing so hard when she saw her boyfriend wearing his hideous sweater. During one footage clip of him asking town members what they know about the cockatrice creature he suspected to be living not far from the town, one person-who she recognized to be Manly Dan-commented on the "ridiculous looking sweater".

"Hey, man, my sister made this for me." The camera man turned to get a better look at it in frame.

Dipper looked into the camera and smiled. "Special thank you to Lady Mabelton of who made this wonderful present!" He pressed the button and it played "We Wish a Merry Christmas" in a series of musical beeps, ending with a message of her wishing a merry Christmas to everyone.