Sorry this may have taken a little bit to post. Life does that ;-; and life also decided to injure my fingers.

A few things I'd like to clarify because I try to keep the story clear and connected:

- Dipper's dream from the second chapter and then his memory from last chapter were different because the dream was supposed to be a kind of scarier variation of his memory. But the memory is the real thing, of course.

-The flashlight given to Mabel on the second chapter is now in Dipper's vest.

To the review who said if Bill and Mabel sang the F.U.N song, it would be hilarious. Yes, yes it would. I actually now regret not at least starting off the song only for Bill to cut her off ;-;

Also, I'd like to give a big thanks and shoutout to the amazing Aqua Burst 07 for keeping up with my story and often giving me positive feedback!

But i love all of you favoriters and followers and reviewers! Even the ones who keep to themselves, i still see you on my story :)))). Please, enjoy this eleventh chapter with me! We've come so faaaaaaar! *cricket*

Now, for my lovely lovely people, here we are!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravity Falls

"Haah!"

Dipper thrusted his sword forward, but Grunkle Stan swiftly dodged and grabbed his arm. Before he could throw his grandnephew somewhere else, the boy reappeared his weapon in his right hand. Stan let go of him to move out of the sword's swing.

Dipper grinned as they both panted, "Being ambidextrous comes in handy."

Stan was not amused as his nephew was giving him a dumb happy look of expectation, "Get it? In handy?"

His great uncle continued to give him a blank look. Laughter came from the side where they sparred. Mabel wiped her eyes with her palm as Dipper smirked at his great uncle. "At least someone gets it."

"I got it kid, it just wasn't funny."

"She thought it was funny."

"She's laughing at how bad it was."

"What?" Dipper frowned and turned to Mabel, "Did you think my joke was bad?"

His twin sister abruptly stopped laughing and went visibly nervous for a quick second. She pursed her lips at the accusation, before suddenly excusing herself to leave. Dipper dropped his head in defeat as Stan now laughed.

"Alright, kid," The older man said after calming down, "Let's do this again. But work on your movement, it's all choppy. Think about it like starting a combo move, flow your actions."

"Got it," Dipper nodded. They got back into their positions on other sides of each other. Moments passed before they launched at each other, albeit Dipper was slower. They fought for a few minutes, using the surrounding nature to help their side.

Stan threw his brass-knuckled punch, but it met Dipper's sword with a loud clang. They jumped back, pushing snow away at their feet. Suddenly, Stan was bounding towards Dipper again. The brunette lifted his sword to block him as fast as he could. But before he could hold his defense firmly, it flung out of his hand from Stan's punch.

There was a resounding chime as Dipper found himself on his back. His sword laid elsewhere while he was pinned, his great uncle's fist in front of his face. Stan sighed, "Well, at least I know what we have to work on now."

Dipper gave him a questioning look as he pushed himself onto his feet. Stan explained, "I'm an old man, Dipper. But I'm faster than you because I'm focusing my soul essence to my legs to boost me. I'll teach you how to do the same."

"It may be a bit difficult to learn, but once you got it, it stays." Stan plopped in the snow and beckoned his grandnephew to stand in front of him.

"Let's get started."

As they were training, Mabel decided to go out into town again, trying to find something to do. It still made her feel a bit dejected her brother couldn't hang out with her as often as he used to anymore. But she had to be optimistic and encourage her twin on.

She ended up near the academy with her absent-minded wandering. Mabel saw a class being sent out into the forest, and another class training. It was then she saw Candy and Grenda chatting outside the academy. They took notice of her as she ran over to them and beamed.

"Oh, Mabel!" Candy greeted, "What are you doing here?"

"I can ask you the same thing!"

"It's our break time, the only break we get this week." Grenda told the brunette sadly. Mabel looked between her two friends and frowned. They had bags under their eyes, and seemed to be slouching in their posture.

"Aw, come on guys! You deserve a longer time off than this." She put her hand to her chin and stuck her tongue out in thought. Mabel held her pose almost statue-like for a few moments, leaving Candy and Grenda to start wondering if she was alright. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She grabbed them both by their wrists and started to drag them into town. The asian girl began to panic, "Where are you taking us?"

"Somewhere that isn't here!" The brunette answered, "I was thinking karaoke."

"Wait, what?" Grenda stopped Mabel in her tracks, much to the girl's confusion. The auburn haired girl explained, "We'd love to hang out, but we can't just leave like that! School is still going on."

"Yes, the headmistress is very scary when she is mad." Candy added. Both of the students shuddered, but Mabel just waved her hand dismissively, "Scary, schmary. We can be really quick if you want to. But she's got, like, a ton of students to watch over! She'll barely notice you're gone!"

Candy and Grenda looked at each other nervously while Mabel just kept trying to persuade them. "Come ooon, you know you want to!"

They didn't budge. The brunette squished their cheeks, "It'll be fuuun!"

The two held their defiance, but their friend wasn't going to give up yet. The female twin looked away briefly, before whipping out large, teary puppy eyes. She pouted her trembling lips and sparkled her eyes. Candy sighed in defeat. "Alright! Fine, but only for about 30 minutes, because that is when our break is over."

Mabel only squealed happily before continuing to drag them. The school was becoming smaller and smaller behind them. Candy and Grenda still felt apprehensive about their decision. Hopefully, they would be able to return without going over their time limit.

Pacifica sat in her office, filling out useless paperwork that came from students, parents, and others alike. She wasn't in much of a good mood. Her parents had pissed her off again with their never-ending disappointment. And she was stressing with the topic of Gideon and his new dark powers. As it seemed, one of the only good things that was happening was her students were keeping up well with the sprouts and rifts.

Unexpectedly, there was rapping at her door. Without looking up, she said loudly, "Come in."

A woman walked in and bowed respectfully before saying, "Miss, there has been a report of two missing students. They hadn't returned to class since their break."

"I knew break time was a bad idea…" Pacifica mumbled to herself, before sighing. "I'll go find them and deal with them."

The woman nodded and the headmistress stood up out of her chair. She walked out, passing by series of doors and halls. But it was no trouble for her, she's been through the school hundreds of times. She practically knew it like it was on the back of her hand. Soon, she was out the building.

As she was looking around town, her mind was preoccupied with the new information they had on Gideon from last night. It seemed he couldn't distribute his power hazardly between each person in a crowd, like his audience when it's a full house. However, his telekinesis was dangerous when facing off against a small group of people, especially just a one versus one. But she was used to sending off small groups to certain targets, not one large group at one target. Luckily, if anyone was majorly hurt, they could use Ford's healing potions.

She frowned at her realization, they had yet to give the academies the potions. Right now, she only had a few from Ford himself, but the higher branches were still trying to produce enough for the schools. Perhaps a factory or two would do it. But it meant that it'd be a long while until the potions were being made into a multi production.

Suddenly, her ears caught the sound of music, and two distinct voices. She followed them and found herself in front of a decorative entrance with a neon sign. Pacifica composed herself as she walked into the karaoke building. There were teenagers skipping their regular schools, dancing with probably not age appropriate drinks in their hands. She couldn't see past them, but they didn't take notice of her.

Clearing her throat, she announced, "Hey!"

The ones closest to the headmistress turned their heads, and immediately moved out of the way. Others behind them quickly did the same when they understood what was happening. The music and lights for the karaoke died down as she ended up in front of the stage. Looking up, she saw Candy and Grenda with mics in their hands. They seemed to have their eyes closed as they sang their duet. But they eventually stopped as they noticed the room became quiet. Then, they saw her, and she was not happy.

The two students that had volunteered to perform were frozen on stage, mics in their hand, and their mouths open at mid-song. They were wearing their Soul Fighter Academy uniforms as clear as day, as if they were showing off that they skipped such a strict place. But no, not from her school. It infuriated her how the rest of her students were working hard and doing the best they could, while these two were slacking off. And here she thought these two were worthy of recognition. The blonde's glare hardened.

"I expected better from you two." She spoke coldly, "Come with me, now."

This was it, they were done for. Their funerals better look fabulous. Candy and Grenda gently placed the mics onto the stage and climbed off. While looking down in shame, they followed after their headmistress. But suddenly, a voice cried out, "Wait!"

Mabel had her arm outstretched, as she stood gloriously across from Pacifica. Her friends gasped as the headmistress turned around in slight surprise. The teenagers that backed up to the sides watched the exchange. The path created by them only made the confrontation more dramatic. The blonde rose a brow, "You?"

"Yes, it is I!" Mabel proclaimed hysterically, before slapping a hand over her chest a little too harshly. The loud sound of the impact was heard and some of the bystanders flinched. But the female twin went on, as if unharmed, "Please, I was the one who is responsible for filling their heads with the forbidden deeds! Do not punish them."

She fell to her knees with another loud thump and yelled, "I am in the wrong! Thou give me consequences!"

She dropped her forehead to the ground with yet another thump, and smiled to herself. Surely, this would work! There was a moment of silence, apparently ending her little act. Small claps originated from here and there in the crowd, but the blonde only snorted mockingly, "Are you this childish? Do you think this is some kind of game? Even if you did persuade them, I'll still punish them because they are my students."

She made another turn to leave. Mabel was stunned before jumping to her feet. Her voice was desperate, "Pacifica, wait! It's not their fault!"

Her plea fell upon deaf ears, but her friends looked back at her. Mabel saw the forgiving but sorrowful glint in their eyes. The brunette realized, what she made them do was really serious. They weren't regular girls that could do anything they wanted, they had important responsibilities. There was no way she would let her friends get in trouble because of something she made them do.

"Pacifica!" Mabel tried again, but to no avail. She had to think of something that would make the blonde pay attention to her. The headmistress already had the doors opened. Gulping, she decided on her plan, "Listen here you… you…"

She inhaled deeply before shouting, "You fake blonde good-for-nothing tumor baby!"

There was a single round of gasps that arose from the crowd as the room suddenly became much more intense. The blonde visibly froze up before shutting the doors with a loud bang. Turning on her heel, Pacifica marched up to the brunette. She scrutinized her up and down with her steely glare, before facing her directly. She inwardly smirked as the female twin cowered slightly. "I know you aren't that stupid to insult me legitimately, hun. But do tell, whatever can I do for you since you asked so sweetly?"

"I p-propose," Mabel uttered, "A challenge."

"A challenge? Certainly not one of sparring?"

"N-No! Not fighting. But… a karaoke challenge!" The female twin declared. The blonde's expression remained, "This is just a waste of time."

"Oh?" Mabel mustered up a cocky smirk, which only ended up looking like a dorky awkward smile, "Are you scared to lose? To someone like "me?""

Pacifica could hear the gossiping of the teens already. If her parents caught word that she turned down a challenge from a mere civilian, she wouldn't hear the end of it. The headmistress had to win.

"I enjoy your moxie, but you're gonna wish you didn't have any." The blonde grinned arrogantly, "Challenge accepted. If I win, I'll be taking my students back, and I'll suspend them."

Candy and Grenda looked as though they were electrified. For what seemed like the tenth time, Mabel gulped, "And if I win, you let them off the hook!"

"Deal," The blonde raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Instantly, a mic was thrown into her awaiting grasp. She jabbed it into the brunette's chest, "Take the first shot."

Mabel calmed her nerves as she bounded on stage. This shouldn't be any different from other times she went up here. Try not to think about your friends' lives are on the line because of your selfish reasons. This was fun, she was going to show everyone how fun this can be.

The track started playing, and Mabel shot her head up, her hair flew behind her. "Don't start, unbelieving!"

She rocked the stage with the song. Her movements were erratic and exciting. Her voice wasn't very melodic, but it did have hype. The teenagers applauded and cheered as the girl panted off stage. Pacifica rolled her eyes as her own song began right after.

The blonde's voice wasn't perfect, but it was better. She sang passionately and held her rhythm well. The lights shone on her figure as she walked around, giving them theatrics. At the end, she struck a long, high note. The crowd went even wilder, and Mabel knew this wouldn't be easy.

The challenge went song after song, cheering after cheering. The lights were random and the dancing of the teens took out the tension. Candy and Grenda looked out and saw the night covering the sky. But they were more worried about their friend. Not only would she be embarrassed about losing a challenge she brought onto herself, she'd be suffering from the guilt of getting her friends in trouble.

Suddenly, there was a loud thump. They looked over and saw Mabel sprawled out on the floor. Pacifica was holding a tired but victorious grin. The teenagers gave their loudest cheer of the night.

"Mabel!" They called out as they ran over to her exhausted state. The fallen girl only forced out a chuckle, "Sorry guys."

"Oh no, Mabel. You're voice is so worn out! Try not to talk too much." Mabel nodded as they continued to pamper her with compliments and worried affection. The headmistress watched from the sidelines. But the sound of her rapid heartbeat and the flush on her face made her realize that she actually had fun. She's never had this much fun before. All of the stress and anxiety that was building onto her shoulders suddenly felt numb when she was doing her part of the challenge.

"You three, come with me now. The challenge is over, and I won." Pacifica gestured for them to follow her. They only responded with nods. Grenda helped the brunette onto her feet and they all trailed after the blonde. The party never stopped behind them.

Post lights were lit throughout town, covering the stars. It illuminated Pacifica's back as they strolled behind it. Candy subconsciously squeezed Mabel's hand and Grenda's hold on her shoulder tightened as they were going closer to their destination. The academy was becoming larger and larger in their perspectives.

Finally, they stopped in front of the school. There was no one there, leaving an eerie atmosphere. Pacifica turned around to face their downcasted looks. She began, "Alright, so you skip my school, thinking it would be alright, even though you absolutely know I would never permit it. And you do this when you two especially know that times now are extremely critical for Soul Fighters."

The three friends held in their breathe as Pacifica continued, "Not only that, but you have worked very hard in my academy, along with many others. And I have failed to notice that without proper rest, you cannot proceed with the protocol as efficient as you can."

"Whaaat?" Mabel dragged out as Candy and Grenda were also very surprised and perplexed. The headmistress ran her fingers through her blonde locks and sighed, "Just this once, I'll let you two off with a warning. But if I ever catch you doing something so selfish again, then there will be no exceptions."

"T-Thank you, ma'am!" The two students bowed gratefully and as deep as they could. They bid goodbye to Mabel, who was about to leave. But the headmistress stopped her, "You. I better not see you trying to lure them or any of my other students into bad decisions again."

"Yeah, of c-course!" Mabel stuttered, before inquiring, "But, why did you let us go?"

The headmistress pursed her lips, but it didn't take long for her to answer. "I just realized some things. Plus, I had fun."

Her words were settling into the brunette's mind. Then, the female twin grinned as she playfully punched the blonde's arm. She received a glare but paid no mind, "Wow, I didn't know the great headmistress knew what fun was."

"Just go home already!" Pacifica barked. Mabel jumped in her socks at the sudden command but quickly complied. She was out of sight before the Northwest could blink. Unfortunately, it seemed that one night of fun wasn't going to rid her of the problems at hand.

Pacifica knows what fun is?! Wowie, my sarcasm is so great.

Not much to leave off of, but until next time!