Entry 009:
The blazing summer sun woke me up this morning. I looked over to P's bed, only to find it empty. She's probably still peeved about yesterday. I carried myself to the bathroom and started to go through my usual schedule. I rubbed my eyes and I faced the mirror. On both sides of my cheeks, there was bedazzled angry faces. I tried to wipe them off my face, but they were stuck. My eyes widened in horror, it's not unusual for Pacifica to bedazzle things or people. However, it's a whole different story if she uses super glue.
"PACIFICAAA!" I yelled.
The door creaked open to a crack. A spatula slowly started to slide through the crack, until it landed on the floor. The door was closed as it once was, and I had a mission on my hands at the moment. And it was to pry off sparkling beads from my face. *Self Note: Try to find a new place to sleep at night.*
It took me until noon, but I succeeded. Well, more or less. I de-bedazzled my face, but it left bright red spatula marks. It would take a while for it to fade so I changed and hurried downstairs. As I'd thought, P was waiting by the door. She looked irritated and had her arms crossed. Once she saw me, she nodded and began to go outside. I followed her, but I was disoriented from shock and worry. Even when Pacifica has her own anger fits, she could say a sentence or so to me until we fix what's wrong. But not even a single word. This was going to be a long day...
The walk to The Tent of Telepathy was long and quiet. When we made it there, I thought that we stumbled at some strange circus. We found the old man from the commercial selling tickets (which were a bit expensive). When we found the concession stand, P was beginning to blush.
"Hey, so what can I get you young peoples?"
"Two sodas and two popcorns, please."
"Sure, and it's on the house. Pacifica, long time no see." The teenager smiled.
"Y-yeah, I've been b-busy with this and that, doing a lot of stuff." P stammered. The teenager wore a flannel short, ripped jeans, and a beanie. He had this laid back atmosphere, as if everything was painfully boring.
"Well, who's your friend?"
''Um, he's m-my cousin, Gideon. H-he's staying at Gravity Falls for the summer."
"Well, nice to meet you. Name's Robbie. I hope you guys enjoy the "amazing" show."
"We will. B-bye." Pacifica uttered. After grabbing all of our snacks, P was pushing me into tent. I found a few empty seats in the middle row and we settled to sit there. I could clearly tell that Pacifica was boiling in embarrassment. I thought it was a bad place and time to talk to her, so we both sat silent amongst the chatter around us.
The old man who was selling tickets came up onto the stage. He looks like some tourist from Hawaii.
"Hello everyone, I'm Stan Gleeful. Now, we've got a great show for you all today. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting...The Gleeful Twins!"
The lights went out and a spotlight appeared, focusing on a small, rectangular box. Out of nowhere, two people came out of the box. One of the people had a blue suit and black dress pants. He had an odd birth mark on his forehead and a blue bead on his tie. The other brunette has a similar bead on her headband, as well as her own tuxedo. She wore a short black skirt with fishnet tights. And after a few seconds, the show had begun.
"We've been expecting you to come, so hang on to your socks folks, the show has finally begun!"
"We have gifts unlike any other, but we're just like any ordinary sister and brother! If you aren't blown away yet, our next act will be something that you'll never forget!"
Great, a musical. The Twins were doing tricks, such as doves flying from their sleeves, sawing one in half, and disappearing off the stage, only to appear a few seconds later. I was cringing from their basic parlor tricks; anyone can do that, with the proper practice. I look at Pacifica, who's staring at the ground. I feel like I should have heeded her warnings.
Suddenly, the spotlight vanished and all of the other lights were on. Now the Twins were trying to participate with the crowd.
"I sense that you're tired of work. You want your husband to be less of a jerk." The female twin pointed through the audience. Her brother did the sane as his sister. "You hate doing what you are told. You wish you weren't so old." What they were doing wasnt some special telepathy, but just stating the obvious. As the town is predictable, so is its inhabitants. Anyone can get a faint, vague idea about someone from their appearance and attitude. But it's weird how when they pointed out to the random people in the crowd, they were certain of what to say on the top of their heads.
"I can see you love to roam. And after this show, you'd like to go home."
The female twin was pointing at Pacifica, who sank farther down in her seat. Almost everybody's eyes were on us and all I wanted to do was to get out of there.
"We're delighted to see you all, but the fun has to end! Thank you for visiting The Tent of Telepathy, my dear friends..."
And they vanished without a trace and the show was over. When P and I were about to run to the safety of The Mystery Shack, Robbie came by to greet us.
"So, why did you two think of the show?" Robbie inquired.
"L-lame, like you've described t-them as!" P laughed nervously.
"Yup, and won't your families be pissed if they find out that you two are hanging around here?"
There was more that P wasn't telling me. I gave her a confused look, but she was dealing with not throwing up all of her feelings.
"W-what they d-don't know w-won't hurt them."
"Yeah. Robbie, do you know where the restrooms are?"
"There are some port-a-potties outside, but trust me dude, those things are nasty as hell. Here, you can use worker's restroom backstage."
Robbie tossed me a key. "Umm, won't you get in trouble or-" I started. He shook his head. "Nah, a bunch of people hang out backstage, so no one will mind. Besides, it isn't the first time I'd be in trouble."
"Okay but-"
''The bathroom's behind some faulty sound equipment. You have to take a left and then another right by a soda machine, you won't miss it."
I thanked Robbie quickly and set out to find the bathroom. I slipped by some of the Twin's fangirls and I realized that I left P all alone with Robbie. She is going to kill me! After a few minutes, I found the bathroom and did my business. Leaving the restroom, the backstage was more crowded than earlier. A tall, chubby man was trying to control the fans, but if you come between a fan and their idol, all chaos will let loose.
I tried to go back, but I was being pushed by the blood hungry fangirls. I ended up in a hallway that I hadn't gone through before. I wandered the empty hallway until I came across portraits of the Twins and a maze of doors. Wonderful, I've inadvertently sentenced myself to a maze of torture. Taking chances, I opened the door that was nearest to me.
It was somebody's room. There was paintings of plants and philosophical quotes on the walls. A made bed laid in the corner of the room, as well as a dresser and a table, with papers scattered all over it, in another. I took a few more steps inside, then the door shut closed.
I looked behind me, to see the female Gleeful Twin. "So, what brings you here?" She smiled. It felt like my heart was going to somersault out of my chest. I didn't know what was creepier: a person coming into a stranger's room or a stranger coming up to you.
"I-I'm VERY sorry, I w-was in the bathroom and I-I got lost..." I babbled on. The way she was staring at me, it felt like she was trying to devour or unearth my soul. I probably apologized a dozen times until she spoke again.
"It's fine, we all make mistakes." She laughed. I heard a slight harshness in her voice, which made me fumbling to move and get the heck out of there. She put her hand onto my hand. "I'll guide you out, you'll probably get lost again."
"Umm, okay..."
The walk back seemed to take forever. But one second we are strolling through a hallway, the next we are by the broken down sound equipment. I looked her, straight in the eyes. She produced a small giggle. ''What's wrong with you?" She asked. Maybe it was just me being my weird self or something, but I was starting to believe that I am going crazy. "N-nothing."
"Well, come by anytime. Next time, we could talk more.''
I nodded my head, and proceeded to leave and recalled Robbie's directions. However, once the Twin was out of sight, I ran for my life. I don't think I mentioned it, but she was getting too close to me during the long hallway walk. When I made it outside, the sun was already setting. And Robbie was lounging in the front.
"Yo dude, you okay? You took forever!"
"I'm alright, I just got lost. Where's Pacifica?"
"She left a hour ago. She said she had some important things to attend to at home."
"Oh. Well, here's your key."
I ran to The Mystery Shack, hoping that Pacifica was okay and to make up with her. I found her in the attic, with a pillow covering her face.
"Why does life hate me?!" She mumbled.
I snatched the pillow off of her face and she was crying. I took a deep breath before I took a load off of my shoulders. "I'm REALLY sorry for making you take me to that hell house. I am SORRY that I didn't listen to you. I feel TERRIBLE that I left you alone for hours with Robbie. You. Were. Right."
Pacifica stared at me for a few seconds. Then she catapulted a pillow at my face. The impact made me flop onto my bed. We just stared at each other until we were laughing and having a pillow fight, like old times. After a while, we sat on our own beds.
"I'm sorry for being stupid. "
"Eh, we're both stupid, stupid.''
"Look, for now on, I will be 200% truthfully about Gravity Falls and really tell you all about the town." P smiled.
"Alright. Awkward Relative Handshake?"
"Yup, shake, shake."
For now, tornadoes and storms have cleared. Before I went to bed, I found the card that Pacifica made for me under my bed. I taped it to the back of my journal, it would be more safe there.
"Ummm P, do you know a blue haired, sweater vested, top hat wearing guy in town?" I asked.
"Nope, he's probably a tourist or something. Why?"
"N-nothing."
"Well, night, dum dums."
"Good night, P."
If anything, this will be another sleepless night.
I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Every chapter, I usually include two of Gideon's journal entries but for this chapter, this one entry was long so I only posted this one. I will probably do the same for any future chapters. And the song that the Gleeful Twins sang was a short song that I made up for them, and I apologize if it isn't any good. *Goes back to corner, rethinks the concept of life, still continues writing*