''Ummm... so let's pay all this stuff now.'' Pacifica broke the awkward silence.

''Okay.'' Dipper nodded. The couple moved to the cashier.

''Three hundred fife ty one dollars, please.'' The cashier said as she took another gum from her pack to chew. Pacifica took her wallet at paid the lady.

''Have a good day.'' The lady said.

''Ummm...Pacifica how will we carry these?'' Dipper pointed to the 17 bags filled with juice and chips.

''The true question is...how will 'you' carry these?'' Pacifica said as she punched a bag right into Dipper's stomach.

''Ouch!''

''What are you looking at? Take the bags and come!'' She rolled her eyes.

''Idiot.'' Dipper mumbled.

''What did you say?'' The cold-hearted blonde turned her vision to the helpless boy.

''Nothing.'' Dipper got afraid as she looked into his eyes.

''Let me repeat... what did you say!?'' Dipper took some steps backwards.

''SAY!'' She yelled. Everyone from the market looked at them.

''I said that you're an idiot! You heard it!'' Dipper snapped back.

''Take your words back!'' She grabbed the boy by his collar. Dipper covered his eyes. Everyone gasped. She was about to punch him in the face. She swung her fist in the air, but then she put her hand down and she let him go. She didn't even know why she did it, but she felt like to.

''Let's go.'' Dipper followed the bombshell blonde as he took the bags out. Pacifica took her phone and then dialled a number.

''Who are you calling?'' Dipper finally spoke.

''My dad, we need a car, duh.''

''Oh.'' Dipper rubbed his arm.

After of twenty minutes of waiting and tiredness, the car finally showed up. A tall man dressed in fine clothes opened the door.

''Hi, honey.''

''Hi daddy!'' The blonde pitched her voice, sounding like a pampered girl. The man moved his vision to the boy that was standing next to his beloved daughter.

''Ahem, Pacifica, isn't this the boy who bothered you?'' Dipper gulped.

''Oh, daddy. That's water under bridge. See, Dipper and I are friends.'' She punched Dipper in arm playfully.

''That's okay then, sweetie.'' Pacifica opened the door and entered in the car. Dipper was about to do the same, but then Mr. Northwest tapped his shoulder.

''Look, if you're planning something... it won't work, you got it?'' The man spoke. Dipper blushed.

''Sir, Pacifica and I are just friends. I am not really into her.''

''Aha! You used the word really! That's a big cliche. I know what you want to say, young man. You say this today, and tomorrow I see you trying to put your dirty hands on my little girl! Then you'll corrupt her and go on secret dates, once you'll move out, have a family and then she won't talk to we again. She'll leave our family and when her mother will be sick, what will she be doing, huh? Right! She'll stay home kissing you. '' Dipper was just standing there freezing of fear. Pacifica opened the door and face-palmed.

''Dad, leave him alone. You're scaring him!''

''Not until I finish my conversation with this boy.'' The man cleaned his throat.

''Hmmm... now what was I going to say?'' The man spoke.

''Ugh!'' Pacifica felt emberassered, it was too much for her.

''Dad, can you just take us home?''

''Of course, darling.'' He smiled

''Finally!'' Pacifica walked to the door. Dipper followed her, her dad again tapped his shoulder.

''I'm talking to you later.'' He crossed his eyes. Dipper smiled nervously. He opened the door and took a seat next to Pacifica.

A/N: Hehe, I enjoyed writing this chapter. What do you think of Pacifica's father :D? Review your thoughts! :D