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The great uncle of Dipper and Mabel Pines, best characterized by his selfishness and abrasiveness. He runs and lives in the Mystery Shack, a tourist trap which is billed as "the world's most bizarre museum".

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Pacifica is happily humming the Mr. Bean themesong as she works on her scrapbook. The people allowed in the private section of the shack comes-and-goes to either do a prank on Bud or just get something to snack on.

Today was her day off and she's updating her scrapbook with the pictures she had taken with her hidden camera- which, suprisingly is in it'smost unexpected perfection- of her and Gideon's adventures, their bonding with Robbie's gang and her daily work (love) life.

Picking up the glue, she squirted a bunch of it in the pink-colored scrapbook page and enthusiastically slammed a picture of Gideon cowardly backing away from Gompers as the goat tried to eat a page from the Journal.

"Haha! Gideon can sure be a bunch of worrywart if he wants!" She exclaimed as she looked at the picture once more.

"Hey!" Said boy exclaimed as he enters the room to hear the blonde's statement, peeking through his cousin's shoulder to see why she said so.

"Gompers was trying to eat the vampire page! Vampire! Who wouldn't get scared!? And besides- didn't you said you wanted to meet one?" Gideon defended exasperatedly.

"Ohh~ why didn't you say so? It was fun watching you run from Gompers, you know?" She teased as she lightly patted her white haired cousin's cheeks with her red glittered-covered hand.

"Paz!" Gideon- cheeks now tinted with red because of embarrassment and glitter- exclaimed.

"Haha!"

Pacifica continued with her work for another half an hour before standing up to get a snack. Gideon noticed this and was about to follow had he not seen his cousin's scrapbook- specifically the photos recently added.

'I understand the pictures around the shack, but when did she had time to take a picture when we're chased by monsters in the woods?' Gideon question as he skimmed the book of memoirs and saw pictures impossibly taken by his cousin.

"What do you think?" A cheery voice suddenly piped through his thoughts making him physically jump upward almost knocking the blond haired girl who was behind him.

"God-! Pacifica! You almost gave me a heart attack!" Clutching his chest, Gideon took deep breaths to calm himself.

"Oops! Sorry," she apologized with a sheepish smile.

"How'd you get the pictures?" Gideon asked as Pacifica sat on the chair he had previously occupied as she worked with her scrapbook and he reread his journal.

"Camera," the girl nonchalantly stated as she opened the wrapper of the enerdy bar she bought from the vending machine.

Giving his cousin a deadpan look who simply returned it with a look of confusion, Gideon specified his question,"I know that, Paz. That's common sense. What I want to know is how you took it when we're hiding and running without a chance to look back!"

"Oh, high definition hidden camera," she, once again, nonchalantly stated.

"Perks of being a daughter of a millionaire?" He teasingly said with great amusement

Paz nodded before repeating the question as a statement.

Gideon had a look of shock seeing as he was only joking- he had never thought that Pacifica would make use of that money for something other than art.

"You know that I was teasing you right? Because honestly, I'm scared to think of what other perks it has right now..." he hesitantly said.

"Its just the normal-for-rich-people defensive techniques and fighting styles, agility training like running and marathons, for flexibility there's gymnastics and ballet, I also know tai chi, there's the wit training so I know what to do in candid dangerous situations and most importantly weapons training which includes how you disarm someone."

"Are you serious?"

"Nope, millionaires often get caught in hostage situations, so we were taught these for precaution. Though, it hasn't happen to me, it did to others and it prove as a great help in our tour in the woods."

"Huh... I never taught you were this scary, Paz." Gideon stood up patted Pacifica in the shoulder before taking his leave.

The next time they both saw each other was in the afternoon. Bud had called both of them down because three tour buses had stopped by and they lack of workers seeing as there's only ever five of them there.

When the left, it was time to close up shop. Everyone was slumped in a chair in the living room. Terribly exhausted.

"I'm gonna prepare food for everyone. I guess I'm sleeping here today." Melody claimed as she stood up and went to the kitchen.

Robbie followed suit, announcing that he'll help the young woman.

"Ha... then I'll be in my office, gotta count the profits, call me when dinner's ready." Bud also claimed before heading to his office.

With nothing to do Pacifica went through her scrapbook when she landed on the page where her adventure in finding the Leprecorn was placed.

Seeing the Pines' male twin sent a chill down her spine. Realizing how scary he is alone, a thought occured to her.

"Hey, Gideon," she called out to her cousin, eyes glazed over as she stared at the picture of the evil male in turquoise blue.

"Paz...?" Gideon can't help but feel worry, there was something dark going on within the blonde girl, and his unsure if this is bad or good.

"How did you meet the Pines?" Pacifica looked up to where her cousin is. A serious expression painted upon her face. Gideon can't help but gulp as he saw the dark look in her eyes, and how it looked like her pupils is a slit-almost snake like.

"It was a few days after I found the journal last year, it happened in the woods- as it always does."

Gideon was sitting in a tree log-the journal's compartment that was knocked down long before he had even found it. He was enjoying himself as he was reading the informations that was placed in there.

He closed the book then hid it in his neon green vest. He looked at the skies above him, thinking of the adventures it had brought to him.

The forest was as quiet as ever. No one ever really goes to this part of the forest- it was too dark and eerie for anyone to consider going, but it was the only place he feels peace in.

But he knew something was wrong when he saw the birds flew far from the entrance of the forest- someone else had entered.

He stood up, making nothing but cautious slow steps to where the birds came from. He the saw something bright- a cloth. Hiding behind a tree he listened in to the hissing conversation of the new entries.

"Where is it?!" A soft yet cold voice demanded. A female. And as Gideon took a peek- just a little older than him.

"How am I to know, exactly!?" This voice was as cold as the first, yet it was rough and hard. Thus, this one's a male.

Taking another look, Gideon saw that the two entries were twins. Both humans were brunettes. Eyes bright turquoise. Both of them were also wearing matching expensive clothings in the color of grey, black and royal blue. Their clothes and facial features weren't the only things matching- they wore amulets the same color as their eyes.

The female wears hers as a center piece by her neck, the male as a brooch in his tie. Both looked sophisticated and classy to even consider going there.

Not to mention- they were his father's fiercest competition. The Pines twin.

Not noticing that they had found him while he was looking at them, they had already approached him.

"Aww... Hello there, me little snow doll, what had you going through these woods?" The female asked the albino who was still lost in his thoughts.

The sudden voice that pierced through his mind made him jump. Instinctively, he looked up to the face of the female twin- Mabel Pines- the seductress...

"Alright! Dinner's ready!" Robbie's baritone voice echoed through the living room as he poked his head out the doorway to alarm them, before heading to Bud's office to tell him the same news.

The two cousins looked at each other before standing up. Both knew that the following events of the story is to be told in a latere...

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