"Ok, Mabel," Dipper started. "When you get there, be sure not to...touch anything. You have a natural habit of breaking things."
"No I don't," she said crossing her arms and accidentally knocking over a bobble-head. It fell and broke on the cart floor. He gave her an 'I told you so' look. She brushed it off. "I'm not going to break anything at the mansion. Geez, stop worrying. And I'm pretty sure your girlfriend can afford to replace what I break."
"You just said you weren't going to break anything."
She shrugged. "Things happen. Besides. Alexander will make sure I don't break anything. Won't you, honey?" She turned to the back seat where Alexander sat glumly until he had heard his name. He was smiling by the time she saw him.
"Of course, my dear. I'll make sure you have safe fun."
Mabel smiled and turned back to Dipper, much to Alexander's disappointment. "You see, I'll be perfectly safe." They arrived and Dipper pressed the button. "Hello," he said.
"Good morning, Dipper," said Beethoven from the other side.
"Morning, Beethoven. I brought a guest."
"Yes, Pacifica told me you would."
Mabel heard a buzz, and the gates opened. They drove through them. Mabel was smiling, happy to see the fountains and peacocks again. "This is awesome," she giggled to herself.
Dipper smiled at his sister's excitement. After getting out of the cart and walking to the door, it opened just for them. Walking inside, they were greeted by a blonde girl with purple glasses and a red outfit of a T and some flares. Did Pacifica have a sister that Dipper didn't know about? Mabel seemed to know this girl though.
"Wow, I didn't know you wore glasses, Pacifica," she awed.
Dipper's eyes widened. This was Pacifica? "Neither did I."
She shrugged. "I lost my contacts."
Dipper couldn't believe his eyes. This couldn't be Pacifica. She looked so...casual. So...normal. Not the rich girl in fancy clothing from yesterday. In a way, she actually looked better. Not that he'd ever tell her that. "You look...different."
"I hope in a good way."
"Yeah," he said with a small smile. "A good way."
Mabel decided to squeal. "You two are just so adorable together. You know Dipper never had a girlfriend before. Hasn't even had his first kiss." By then Dipper was trying to get her to shut up. "You know, I didn't even know he knew how to be a boyfriend. Most girls don't try to look past his nerd side-" By then, Dipper had covered her mouth, his face red.
"Ok, Mabel. That's enough."
Pacifica was enjoying this. "What was that about a nerd side?" She tried. She smiled when he looked like he would kill her.
Mabel shoved his hand aside. "He's total full nerd. He plays video games, reads mystery books, has good grades. He was even asked to skip a year, but he wanted to stay with me." Mabel didn't even notice that Alexander was getting more angry by the second as she listed off things she knew about Dipper. Did she even know her own husbands favorite color?
Pacifica was loving this. Not only was she embarrassing her boyfriend, but she also wasn't even the one doing it. His face seemed to grow redder with every word Mabel said. It was hilarious. Mabel suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?" Pacifica asked. She didn't fail to see that Dipper sighed in relief as Mabel stopped talking.
"I forgot to introduce you to my husband," She said grabbing his arm. "This is Alexander." Alexander looked happier than a puppy playing basketball as Mabel held on to him.
Pacifica took a look at Alexander. He had glossy brown hair and shiny brown eyes and nice features. His white tux made him look like a prince. She then turned to Dipper and said, "We should get you a white tux."
"You're crazy if you think I'm ever getting back in one of those."
All she did was smile as she brought her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Dipper had totally forgotten she had those on.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Alexander," she said shaking his hand. "Mabel," she said turning to her. "Why don't we go somewhere private? Have some girl time and let the boys bond?"
"That's a perfect idea!" She squealed.
"Wait, Mabel-" Alexander started.
"Don't worry, I'll be within running distance," she said. He looked sad and Mabel couldn't have been more anno- Nope. You're not supposed think that way about your husband. Instead, she smiled and kissed his forehead. "I'm just going to hang out with Pacifica for a few hours. I'll be in the house. Don't worry."
He smiled. "Alright."
"Hang out with Dipper for a while, ok?" She said before she and Pacifica ran off to do God knows what.
"So..." Dipper started. "Want to explore the mansion?" To his surprise, when he turned to Alexander, he was glaring at him.
"I'm not becoming friends with a potential love rival," he said.
Dipper processed the sentence after a second of confusion. "Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! No!" Wow, he was really defensive. "That is my sister, dude!"
"I do not know what this 'sister' is, but what I do know is that she likes you."
"Of course she likes me, she's my sister," he explained.
Alexander waved it off. "And I cant have other boys near my lovemuffin. So stay away from her."
"She's my sister!"
"Like I said, I don't understand what that is. Just stay away from her." Then he walked off in the direction Mabel disappeared to.
Dipper shuddered. Was he kidding him? That was his sister, for God's sake!* Just...no. "Guess I'll just explore this mansion myself," he muttered to himself. He walked in any random direction. There wasn't really anything, just portraits of the Northwest's. He even saw this adorable one of eight year old Pacifica. He would have taken a picture if he had had the camera. He lost it a few days ago. Maybe Mabel knew where it was.
"I'm about to show you something soo hilarious your laughs will turn into snorts."
Pacifica seemed intrigued. "Show me."
Mabel took out a video camera. "This has all the videos Dipper and I made about the crazy things in Gravity Falls." Mabel pressed play.
Dipper walked down the hallway and saw a really fancy room. There was silver everywhere and it looked like it was bleached every few hours. It actually, kind of, hurt his eyes. He turned left into a new hall. Down it was a room. He opened it and there was a bunch of animal heads hammered to the wall. There was even a lumberjack painting, a pool table, and a fire place. There was a book hidden in the fireplace. Though the coal covered it well, he knew how to spot a book. It was hot pink and looked like someone was out to burn it. It had to be Pacifica's. But what could be written in there that was so important she had to burn it. He knew it was wrong, but he was always a curious one. He opened it. The first page was dated six years ago and was written in sloppy handwriting.
April 3, 2006
I don't know why they gave me this book. I'm only 6. I drew in the other one. Maybe they don't like pictures. I'll make them.
Then there was a smiley face next to it. He flipped a few pages and read that entry. It was two years later. And the writing was now perfect.
July 4, 2008
I wasn't allowed to invite any of my friends to the mansion today for the party. My mom said because they aren't worthy. I didn't understand. Was it because Anna wore glasses? She never liked glasses. That's probably why I wear contacts now. She wants me to get laser eye surgery when I'm older. Maybe Anna should get it too! Then she could come to the mansion.
A few more pages.
January 18, 2009
I met this boy today that wont even let me finish a sentence. His name is Atlántico. My parents say that I'll be very happy with him. I don't really think so. He may look like a prince, but he doesn't act like one. I don't think I'll ever be happy with him. No matter how much he tells me he loves me. He's so controlling. I wanted to play with my dolls alone, but he "insisted" that I have some hot-chocolate. I never gave him an answer. He just grabbed my arm and dragged me. There are marks there now. He's strong. I should probably start putting on an act when he's around.
Dipper didn't like what he was reading. He swore if Atlántico touched her again he would...well, he didn't know what he would do, but it would be painful.
September 25, 2009
I hate that bell! It's all I ever hear now a days. Every time I do something, like stuff my mouth or wear something cool, they ring the bell. At first I didn't understand what it meant. Then they showed me what would happen if I didn't listen to it. I think I'm going to listen to it from now on. But it's so unfair. I used to love the sound of bells. They reminded me of the fairies that came once. Now I'm so afraid of it. I freak out. And they leave when they see me. I wish it hadn't come to this. They were my only friends.
October 30, 2009
I can only think of the bell. I wanted to be an ugly witch this Halloween. My mother wanted me to be a princess. I complained even after they rang the bell. I wish I hadn't done that. Now I'm going to have to wear a lot of makeup to cover this thing up. It's Halloween now. I should probably get some sleep. Maybe it will look better in the morning.
October 31, 2009
I hate this so much! It's so unfair! Every other kid gets to gorge themselves with their candy, why cant I?! He took it from me and threw it all in the fire! I didn't even get a bite. Beethoven snuck me a lollypop, though. He's nice. He and Hilda are the only ones I can trust. Even with all the makeup on, they knew what they did. I wish I could tell them to stop. But I know what happens if the bell doesn't stop me first.
Dipper was confused. Bell? What bell? He flipped a few pages and kept on reading.
June 12, 2012
I met this girl that reminded me a lot like Anna. You know, before she...you know. I wanted to be nice to her, but that bell has corrupted me too much. I felt as if one single compliment to her would make it ring. So I didn't. I insulted her instead. She has a really amazing voice and knows how to party. I wish she could be my friend, but it cant happen. Not in this life. She's a good person, I can tell. And she deserves to be around good people, like Grenda and Candy. Like Anna. Those girls are more real than I'll ever be. I'm just my parents shadow.
It took Dipper a second to realize that she was talking about Mabel. No wonder she was alright with hanging out with her. She finally had her chance. He read on.
June 14, 2012
I'm so jealous of her. Mabel Pines. She is amazing. What she was wearing today, it was so unique. I wish I didn't have to embarrass her. But my parents made me. A puppy playing basketball. Who would have guessed she had such a great sense of humor? Wait, stupid question. She literally throws it everywhere. That's what I like about her. She is so much like Anna. You, know. Before she... you know. Anna didn't wear funny sweaters, but I do remember her playing with food a lot. Those nacho earrings were so funny, I almost laughed. Not mocked, but actually laughed. I couldn't, though. Not with them there. So I just insulted. Like a true Northwest or whatever. If I can even say that. Her...brother? I think. I don't know. Showed me a newspaper that said my great grandfather never founded the town. Some president. I felt so insulted. I guess I kind of deserved it. I guess I really deserved it. My parents are now doing everything they can to get rid of it. Part of me hopes that they cant so I can stop living this way.
June 18, 2012
The carnival was here! I got a chicken. That's something to be happy about. I kind of insulted Mabel today, though. What did I expect? My friends expect me to be mean. I rode almost all the rides. Some of those looked dangerous. I'm too young to die. I also keep getting this weird feeling that I would have won that pig if Mabel had been busy. Probably nothing. But you never know.
June 21, 2012
They did it again. All my Summerween candy! Gone! All burned up! Never to be eaten again! I don't see why they let me go if they're just going to throw it into a freaking furnace! I saw tons of kids having loads of candy. Even those two adorable kids in peanut butter and jelly costumes!(Those were probably the best costumes I saw.) They're probably eating it by now. But not me! My candy's burning in a furnace right now! And I was a stupid princess again. I wanted to be a clown. Those were always colorful. I love color. So did Anna. I wish she was here. But she's not.
June 28, 2012
I almost got killed by small golfballs! What the heck is wrong with this town?! And I couldn't believe how I acted as it was happening. Mabel was trying to help me but all I could think about was the earrings. If they got scratched my Dad would have killed me. And I lost Sergei too. I would have saved him, but we were a little bit busy. I was so mad that I almost died that I took it out on Mabel. That was before she handed me a sticker that said "I a-paw-logize." It was so cute. My stupid self couldn't even say thank you. Instead I told her she was lucky the sticker looked great on me. I really need to get those bells out of my head. Then their car pulled up. Inside was an old man and some Mexican dude. George, I think.* Mabel got into the car and asked if I needed a ride since my parents weren't here. I almost declined when I heard lightning. The car was warm inside. And not just because of Mabel's cheery attitude. I could literally feel the anger radiating out of Dipper's body. Yup, that's right. Figured out his name. Highfive to myself for awesome listening skills. But moving on, I'm pretty sure he hates me. I can understand why. Mabel must mean the world to him. Protecting her from anyone he sees as a threat. I used to feel that way about Anna before she...you know. She gave a me a taco. I'm pretty sure it was old, but it was still good. In my opinion. It was kind of awesome actually getting to eat in the car for the first time. I even learned a new word. Sharring. I think it means letting others have access to your stuff. I'll look it up later. I was dropped off after that. I couldn't believe I told her that I had fun. And I didn't even hear the bell! I kept on going with the compliments, telling them to tell the Mexican guy that I liked his W neck. Way to get ahead of the fashion. I think I'm finally getting over the bell.
July 3, 2012
It's always the same. None of my friend can come. I'm stuck with all the rich idiots that talk about nothing but money. Good thing they don't talk to children much. The fireworks are going to be fun. I guess.
July 7, 2012
I secretly went to her show. It was actually kind of funny. You know, until everything exploded. Definitely something Anna would make up. I didn't even hear the bell! My parents had gone to a party. They're back now, but they don't know a thing. Beethoven wouldn't say a word and neither would Hilda. I got to love those two.
July 13, 2012
I never would have guessed it. In all my life, I never would have done it. He hates me! He hates me! But I'm going to meet him tonight. If I don't, Atlántico will haunt my dreams forever. Just like every time he comes and leaves that mark. He does have control over me. He's more worse than my parents. Hopefully, if this thing goes well and he agrees, I'll never have to worry about it again.
July 14, 2012
He agreed, thank God! Thank Dipper! Thank everyone that was ever good to me! I have to take him shopping soon, so I'll leave it here. I'll say how it went.
Ok, it's going great. And I really need to learn how to apologize about things that aren't my business...I didn't know Dipper had a birth mark of the Big Dipper on his forehead. Did his parents name him that because of that, or is it just a nickname? I don't know. I got him clothes that would make him look presentable to my parents. I plan on having him meet them tomorrow. Hopefully it goes well. Hopefully I don't have to hear the bell.
That was the last entry. That was three days ago, when they went shopping. And what did she mean about the bell?! What bell?! It was killing him inside not knowing. He needed to ask her. First he had to find her.
That was his sister, for God's sake!* No offense to Pinecest fans.
George, I think.* It's pronounced Hoorhay in Spanish.
