Pacifica tapped her foot against the wall, getting more and more impatient by the minute. "Come on out," Pacifica said. "I need to see you, Mabel."

Mabel opened the door, staring into the night sky and then at Pacifica. "Hey," she said. "What'd you come over for, Pacifica?"

"Get in the woods," Pacifica demanded.

Mabel followed her into the trees, looking at passing by bugs. "Hey," she said to a praying mantis. "How are you doing tonight?"

Pacifica rolled her eyes. "Mabel," Pacifica said. She cleared her throat to get Mabel to pay attention to her.

Mabel turned away from passing fireflies. "Sorry," she said.

"Your brother poisoned me."

"He'd never do that!"

"He did, and I have proof." Pacifica held up the letter.

"That's not my brother's handwriting."

"Who else would do it?"

Mabel shrugged. "My brother didn't do it."

Pacifica put the paper away, now cleaned of all flour, or whatever it was. "If your brother isn't the boy with the bread then I don't know who is."

"I could help you."

"No, I have something else I need you to do."

"What?"

"Make out with me right now."

"Pacifica," Mabel said. "I can't."

"Why not?" Pacifica put her hands on her hips. "Are you going out with that professional wrestler now? Or is it that nerd chick?"

"It's just, I'm kind of with someone else now." Mabel didn't specify who it was.

"Freak," Pacifica said. "God, you're just a freak and whore."

"I am not!"

"You're just angry because you know it's true." Pacifica grabbed Mabel's sweater, pulling her up to her.

Mabel didn't enjoy, and pulled them apart as fast as she could. "Pacifica, why did you do that?"

"Your brother poisoned me and you're mad that I kissed you? Get your priorities in line! You owe me this now, slut!"

"My brother didn't poison you!"

"I know he did!" Pacifica began to leave. "You're worthless!"

Mabel ran into her home, crying all the way.

She woke Dipper up. "What's wrong, Mabel?"

"Nothing," Mabel said. "I was just going downstairs to let Waddle s outside to run around. You remember how much he loves to run around outside in the middle of the night? I tripped on the stairs and it hurt."

"I'm sorry, Mabel Trees," Dipper said. "Good night."

"Thanks, Dip Sticks," she replied. "Good night to you, too."


Gideon opened the door for Mabel. "Why, isn't it nice to see you today?"

"Hey, Gideon," Mabel said. "I just thought I'd come over. Waddles is at the vet, Dipper is busy hanging out with Wendy, and I thought I'd beat my boredom and come to your house. Is that okay?"

"That's perfectly fine with me, Mabel. Why don't you come on in and I'll get you something; any particular snack you'd like?"

"Do you have chocolate chip cookies? I've been dying for some."

"Amazingly enough, my dad just bought a brand new box! I'll go get it for you, my little peach dumpling."

Gideon walked into the kitchen and grabbed the unopened box of Chips Ahoy. He walked back in his living room, handing it to Mabel. "Here you go, darling."

"Thanks," Mabel said, her cheeks a slight red hue. She took one out, taking a bite. "These are really good! You want one?"

"I'd love one!" Gideon said, taking it from her outstretched hand. He took a bite. "Thank you."

"Have you been okay?"

"I've been getting better, and it feels good. Veronica never wanted to be sad, so I feel I really should get over it quickly for the sake of her."

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Thank you. So, how have you been?"

"Well, I don't know."

"Why do you say that?"

"Pacifica said some really mean stuff to me a few hours ago."

That bitch. Gideon thought.

"I'm sorry," Gideon said, rubbing her back. "You don't really believe what she said, did she?"

"She called me worthless."

"Mabel, you aren't worthless!"

You're worth everything to me! He wanted to scream.

"I know, but it still bothers me." Mabel shrugged. "You are right though, I'm not worthless; I don't need to listen to Pacifica!"

Gideon high-fived Mabel. "You know it!"

Mabel laughed. "Thanks for the encouragement."

"No problem. Anything you feel like doing?"

Mabel sat and thought for a moment. "Makeovers!" she yelled, holding up her hands. "Oh, thank of all we can do! I could totally redo your Elvis look, or I could get fake eyebrows, or maybe I could make you absolutely fabulous!"

Gideon laughed. "Let's definitely do it, Mabel!"


Mabel stared at herself in the mirror, unsure of what to think. Gideon stood behind her, looking at his even better Elvis hair.

I'm his girlfriend now. Mabel thought. But it doesn't feel like I am.

She knew she was doing this to make him feel better, but she didn't feel like doing this. But how could she say no?

"What should I do with my eyes?" Gideon asked.

"Hmm," Mabel said. "Mascara would be good for you."

Lil' Gideon applied some to his eyes. "Mabel, you're definitely right! You just have an eye for good looks, don't you?"

"Aw, thanks."

"But I know where you get it from." He didn't hide the fact that he was staring.

Mabel didn't know what to do. Should she fake blushing again? Or should she cover her arms over her body, indicating she isn't just eye candy?

"Mabel," Gideon said. "Can you do something for me?"

"What?" Mabel asked, scared of what the question would be.

In five minutes they were both making out on Gideon's bed, both fully clothed.

"Isn't this nice?" Gideon asked, getting off of her to give her a break.

"Yeah," Mabel lied, hoping he was happy.

"Would you like to do it a little more?" Gideon asked, running a finger over her arm.

"Yeah," Mabel said, knowing she'd feel bad if she said no.

"Good," he said, getting back on her again. "Let's enjoy it."


Pacifica carefully checked every piece of her mail, finding no powder. "Good," she said. "Bread Brother Boy isn't bothering me today, or at least I hope not."

She began to put on her fuzzy pink slippers, heading upstairs to go to bed. Her footsteps were faint, almost impossible to hear. Only if you were focused could you hear them.

"Today was a good day," Pacifica whispered. "I got to hang out with my friends, I convinced Ryan Bens to make out with me, and my parents are raising my allowance."

When she got into her room, there was a faint green light at the very far end of her room. Pacifica tried to turn on her light, but it wasn't working.

"What'd you do to Mabel?" a voice asked.

"Who is this?" Pacifica yelled. "Reveal yourself, freak!"

"Oh, by the time I'm done here you'll be the one who is the freak."

Pacifica tried to scream, but her throat had closed up.

"You won't ever insult Mabel again."


Mabel didn't know what to think when she heard Pacifica was missing. Though Pacifica was a giant buttface, she didn't deserve to disappear all of a sudden and make her entire family worry about her well-being.

"Something seems up," Dipper said. "Pacifica just doesn't seem like the type to disappear without a trace."

Mabel didn't say anything. What should she say, anyway? She couldn't believe Dipper poisoned her, so he definitely had nothing to do with this. But who did?

"I'm going to the yarn store today." Mabel lied, who was actually headed to Lil' Gideon's. "I don't know how long I'll be gone because the old lady who runs it loves to talk to me for hours on end."

"Have fun," Dipper said.

"Stay safe," called Gruncle Stan.

"I promise I will. Bye guys."


Gideon held the small doll in his hands, a wooden host to Pacifica's soul. It was sloppily constructed, but it would hold. So long as it held together and he had the amulet, he could keep her body hidden away and unable to rot. Her soul would never escape, and neither would she.

"I thought poisoning you would be enough, but I guess I was wrong." Gideon shrugged. "You bring a lot of surprises, Pacifica Northwest."

He thought for a moment. This worked well enough with Pacifica, but why not get Stanley Pines? He made Gideon lose business, and he didn't approve of the relationship between him and Mabel. Though two people disappearing all at once in Gravity Falls would be strange, it wouldn't be like anybody would know it was him.

"I could get Dipper Pines, too." Gideon said. "Yes, he still seems suspicious to me. Besides, it seems like he'd try to find the missing people, and I don't want to deal with him. Why not add Wendy into this just for fun?"

He heard a knock at the door.

"My marshmella has arrived!" he said happily, putting his items away. "I'm coming, darling!"


Dipper walked down the empty road, on his way to a late night video game contest with Wendy. Though she still dated Robbie, he hoped he still had a chance.

That's when he noticed something on the road. He bent down and saw what looked like small dolls of Wendy and Gruncle Stan.

"This town is just plain creepy," Dipper said, stepping back. "What could this possibly mean?" Dipper suddenly felt a hand on his back, and he turned to see a familiar face.

"Hello, Dipper Pines," Lil' Gideon said sinisterly. "Im glad to see you here." Gideon held up a small doll like the other two he'd seen, and it crudely depicted himself.

"What's going on?" Dipper asked, before seeing Gideon clutched the stone.

Then Dipper was out black.

Author's Note: Some people were asking about the whole MabelxPacifica thing, and it still is kind of MabelxPacifica. Like I said, I can only see them as the type who make out and screw around, not the kind who get married and have two kids and a dog (or pig). It's like my feelings on Ghiralink (Skyward Sword)- yes, I can see the two together, yes I can see them, making out, but no, I cannot see them as having a committed relationship for years and years.

This isn't MabelxGideon, either. Like I said, Gideon's a fucking creep.

I'm glad everyone is liking it! :D Thank you!

Updated two times in a day? I feel like I'm on a writing high. :]