The week roadtrip had been amazing. They had gone to twenty different sights across the country, and had a load of stuff for the baby including 7 books, 2 wodden puzzles, 5 quilts, 2 sippy cups, a night light, and 4 onesies. Now the trip was over, though, and they were driving through Gravity Falls, headed towards the two story house Mabel and Wendy shared. Pacifica sighed softly as Dipper pulled up to the driveway. There a small porch at the front of the house, and a small deck leveled with the second floor wit a staricase leading from the driveway to the deck landing.
As Dipper parked the car and opened his door Mabel walked out of the deck.
"Hi gggggguuuuuuuyyyyyyssssss!" she called as Dipper opened Pacifica's door for her.
"C'mon up!"
Dipper began piling all the suitcases and bags of baby stuff they had bought into his arms.
"Babe, I can carry some-"
"I've got it."
"Babe, I can't even see your face," Pacifica said to the pile of bags covering her husband's face.
"I've still got it."
"Babe-"
"You don't need to be handling heavy objects."
"Oh, yeah, I bag of quilts is totally going to break my back," Pacifica rolled her eyes as she followed Dipper up the states. Mabel was busily trying to tidy up the living area of floor, which was littered with drawing pads, glitter, fabric, sew kits, and glue guns.
"I was just making some samples while waiting on you bums to get here. But, anywho, welcome to my humble abode! This half of the house anyway, Wendy has the bottom floor. Oh! Pacifica, here's your room for the next few weeks!'
Mabel skipped down a small hall and opened one of the doors. Inside was a twin-sized bed, and dress, and a nightstand.
"Welp, make yourself at home, I gott go grocery shopping!" and with that Mabel skipped off.
Pacifica sighed as she stepped inside. This was it. This is where she'd be staying for 2 ½ months. She stared at the bed. It looked tiny compared to the queen sized beds she was used to sharing with Dipper. Well, there wouldn't be any bed sharing for a while now. Dipper set the bags down, walked up behind Pacifica and began kissing her neck.
"It's only for a few weeks, Princess."
"I know."
"I'll call you every night."
"You better."
Dipper began kissing her face, neck, shoulder, causing her eyelids to flutter closed.
Preston tapped on the phone screen. He smiled. Everything was in place….should his new friend follow his lead and not get...carried away. He didn't want Pacifica to die. No, no, no, that wouldn't do him any good. He just needed her to suffer. To worry. To know that he was still in charge.