HAT: Boy, was it hard to get inspiration for a while, but I think I've got it back... cross your fingers, people, this might be a fluke and inspiration will abandon me again... buuuut hopefully that's not the case this time.
Disclaimer: If I owned Gravity Falls... I don't even know anymore. It's ending and my heart's breaking. But I'll heal like I did with Avatar: The Last Airbender back when it ended (eventually)... But, even if I don't own Gravity Falls, I own this plot and the OCs and that counts for something... right? *crickets* Ah, who needs validation? Enjoy, people!
Right now, she doesn't know which is more annoying to her. The fact that Gideon keeps stalking her every time she leaves the Shack and goes into town for anything or the fact that McGucket has gotten overprotective and is trying to get her to wear this "harmless bracelet" that will "mildly" shock any person that she touches. There was a long debate about why she should and shouldn't wear it, but- luckily- in the end, she won and now she won't accidentally electrocute everyone she comes into contact with. At this point, she'd have to flip a coin to see which one annoyed her most.
Currently she's got her forehead resting on the kitchen table and she's trying to come up with a way to nip both problems in the bud.
"What's the problem, kid?" Stanley asks as he enters the kitchen.
"Gideon and McGucket," Pacifica replies in a grumble.
"Yeesh, it's been almost a month. You'd think they'd lighten up," he grunts as he takes out a Pitt Cola. "Want one?"
"Yeah," she replies and lifts her head up while rubbing her forehead in attempt to not have it as red as it could be from continuous pressure. "They're stubborn, I guess... Papa Stan, do you know how to get a guy uninterested in a girl?"
"... well, for one she's gotta be taken, for two she's gotta be ugly, and for three she's gotta have the worst personality," Stanley lists off while holding up a finger for each one after putting the Pitt Cola on the table in front of her. "You aren't taken, you aren't ugly, and you don't have a horrible personality. You're gonna have guys crushin' on ya."
"But Gidieon?"
"He's eleven, he'll hop from one girl to the next," he assures.
"How long did he obsess over Mabel?"
"... okay, you've got a point. Sorry I can't help you."
Pacifica opens her Pitt Cola and takes a sip. "It's okay."
"Don't go doing any hair brained schemes, alright?"
"What? Like you don't do them all the time?"
He stares at her for a moment before he grunts. "Touché."
"Don't worry, I won't do anything too over the top," Pacifica assures.
-Two days Later-
"Girls, if you wanna go to the mall with Travis, then you're gonna have to hurry up!" Stanford calls impatiently.
"We're coming!" the girls call from their place upstairs.
At this point, Mabel's finishing her makeover of Pacifica's face and Pacifica's pulling her brunette and blond tipped hair into a ponytail- thankfully it's past that awkward stage now. Once Pacifica's finished up, Mabel nods in satisfaction.
I never thought I'd go out looking like this, but... I'm desperate.
The two girls run down the stairs to get to the front door where Stanford is waiting with their shoes on and coats thrown on.
"Finally, you girls were taking for- AH!" Stanford jumps away at the sight of Pacifica and blinks as he focuses on the girl. "What-?!... Pacifica?"
"What do you think?!" Mabel asks while gesturing to Pacifica grandly.
She's got "bags" under her eyes and "acne" all over her face and her hair in a messy bun in a way that makes it look unwashed for a week. Obviously she's pulled out all that wouldn't stick long term to get Gideon to stop wanting to practically stalk her when she goes to town. She's a bit desperate after so long of dealing with him.
Stanford- like always- has to be blunt about everything and he says, "You look terrible."
"Great!" Pacifica grins.
"Hey, have any of you seen my- holy Moses!" Stanley jumps back at the sight of Pacifica. "What did you do to your face?!"
"Mabel did a face project," Pacifica answers nonchalantly. "What're you missing?"
"My eyepatch. I had it this morning," Stanley says while feeling his head and patting his pockets.
Stanford sighs and rolls his eyes- Stanley loses a lot of items. "Have you checked your room? Or perhaps Soos has them?"
"Yes, I checked my room," Stanley snaps with a withering look toward his twin before he sighs. "He has been known to take my stuff... "
"Let's go before he drags us into the search," Pacifica says to the other two.
"Fantastic idea... go, go go," Stanford grunts, nearly shoving the girls out the door at this point when he hears his brother's voice calling for help.
Once they're in the car and driving away, all three let out a breath of relief. "That was close."
"I'll say," Mabel breathes. "I mean, at least it wasn't his dentures this time."
Pacifica shivers at the memory. Dipper ended up finding them end had to wash them and it was not a pretty sight to behold. She promptly shoves the memory away- especially of when she, Mabel, and Dipper were "playing hot potato" in attempt to not clean them.
"Call me about ten minutes before you need to be picked up," Stanford says when they pull up to the mall.
"Yes Uncle 'F-Stan/Grunkle 'Ford!" The girls call before they shut the door.
"I heard that," Mabel says with a big grin as she walks with her cousin to the entrance.
Pacifica makes a face. "Heard what?"
"You almost called him Uncle 'Ford!"
Sapphire eyes roll in exasperation. "I did not."
"Did so! Why do you keep fighting it? You know you're gonna call him Uncle 'Ford eventually," the sweater clad girl insists as she walks backwards in front of her.
A scoff. "Yeah right. Watch where you're going, you're gonna run into a pole or something."
"Pffft! I'm gonna be fi- whoa!"
Mabel- as Pacifica figured she would- bumps into someone and ends up falling over them. What Pacifica hadn't predicted is that it would be a gorgeous guy from their school (one that she would often catch herself (and other girls) staring at for long periods of time) that she hasn't bothered to remember the name of. Basically he looks like the real life version of Aladdin and she wants to sing "Prince Ali" every time she sees him. If she were still a Northwest, she would have been determined to make him her boyfriend to make her image better by any means necessary no matter how much a jerk he actually is. Despite knowing that he's one of the biggest jerks in Gravity Falls (falling behind her birth parents, Dan, and Stan Pines), she still feels self-conscious with all the make-up on her face to make her ooh hideous.
"Oh, my bad. Are you okay?" The guy- whatever his name may be- asks with concern as he helps her up.
"Yeah, I'm totally fine," Mabel assures while she gets up and Pacifica can tell that she's enchanted by his looks. "Sorry I ran into you."
Oh, boy...
"No, it's my bad. I should've moved to the side when tying my show," he says with a stupidly charming grin.
"Thanks..."
"Nico," he says. "And you're Mabel, right?"
"You know my name?"
"Everyone knows the new girl's name," he chuckles.
Pacifica wants to open her mouth as they walk away from her and remind Mabel that they're here to hang out with their friend, but she's too far gone already. She groans in frustration and takes out her phone to text Travis to meet her in the food court, but before she can she hears the last voice that she wants to hear today and it's the sole reason she has on "gross face" as Mabel likes to call it. She runs into the closest store to her- Dillard's- and thanks God that she walked into the one with the escalator. By the looks of it, Gideon hasn't spotted her, but she's not taking that chance and goes to the second floor which happens to be the section filled with bras and panties- the second safest place aside from Victoria's Secret.
Pacifica hides in a circular rack filled with lingerie to cover her and texts Travis because obviously Mabel's busy flirting with someone that she hopes will be her boyfriend.
(A/N: Bare with me with the texts because I can't bring myself to write/text like most people apparently do and I write full sentences except a few things so... change it in your mind if you will)
P: Hey.
T: Hey, just got here.
P: I'm in Dillard's.
T: I thought we were supposed to meet in the food court?
P: Heard Gideon and I ran into the nearest store to avoid him.
P: Come get me?
T: Isn't Mabel with you?
T: ... OMW
P: No she isn't, she's in the food court flirting with that Aladdin looking dude from school
T: Craig?
T: I'm at Dillard's, where you at?
P: Ig. Idk his name.
P: On the second story.
T: ...
T: I'm not going up there.
P: Why?
T: It's the BRA section!
P: Please?
T: No. Come down here.
P: ... you at the bottom of the escalator?
T: Yeah.
P: OMW.
Pacifica sighs and stuffs her phone in her pocket and makes her way toward the escalator that'll take her downstairs (because for some reason they don't have them side by side). She glances around for Gideon and when she only sees Travis rounding the corner, she relaxes.
"Hey, Travis," she says and he jumps at the sight of her.
"Pacifica? What happened to your face?" he asks with a surprised look. "Did you have an allergic reaction or something?"
Oh, yeah, makeup, Pacifica thinks for a moment. "Or something. Mabel did this to my face so that Gideon will think I look ugly and hopefully leave me alone."
"I'm thinking about leaving you alone," Travis says and earns himself a punch on the arm. "Kidding! Kidding! Geez."
And this is the person I chose to by my first friend outside of the family, Pacifica thinks with a roll of her eyes. "You're terrible."
"But you keep me around," he points out with a small, triumphant smile. "So, since Mabel's off being charmed by Craig, what do we do now?"
Pacifica shrugs. "Let her fall out of love naturally. It's not like she's gonna make that jerk her boyfriend."
Travis makes a face. "I dunno... Mabel tends to surprise people. For all we know she's out on a date with him right now... she does have a certain charm..."
"Ohmygosh, you have a crush on Mabel, don't you?"
"What?! No, that has to go against some best friend's code or something," Travis insists, though he has a little blush on his cheeks. "I mean, she's cute, but I think she's not the right type for me."
"So what is your type?" Pacifica asks with a raised eyebrow- she's very curious at this point and won't stop bugging her friend until she finds out. "Who's your crush?"
"Sh-shouldn't we focus on making sure your cousin doesn't make the huge mistake of dating that jerk, Craig or something? You don't want him to become your cousin-in-law, do you?"
She groans quietly and rubs her forehead as she feels the beginnings of a headache coming on at just the thought. "You're right... but don't think this is over. The only reason I'm letting it slide this time is because there's no way that Aladdin look-alike is joining my family by marrying my innocent little cousin."
"Yeah, I'm fine with that." Travis says and follows after his friend with a smile on his face.
"What's with the smile?" Pacifica asks as she looks around for Gideon.
"You didn't say I'm not your best friend," he replies. "I'm wearing you down!"
Pacifica rolls her eyes. "You're so lame."
"But you keep me around, so I can't be that lame," he insists.
"Yeah, whatever," Pacifica grumbles while rolling her eyes. They go to the food court and it's absolutely full- as to be expected because it's lunch. Pacifica looks around and tries to find Mabel, but with all the other brunettes here, she can't seem to locate the Pines girl. Before she can spot her cousin, she does spot Gideon eating a pizza on the far corner. "Crap!"
"What?" Travis asks. "Did you see Mabel and Craig making out or something?"
Pacifica shivers and glares at Travis. "Ew, no... though that might be worse than seeing Gideon over there."
Travis frowns. "Can't that guy leave you alone?... Why haven't you pummeled the little creep?"
"I would if I could, but one more offense and I'll have a warrant for my arrest since the police chief hates my guts," Pacifica grumbles. "There's no way I'm following Papa Stan's lead with getting in trouble with the law so beating up Gideon's not an option."
"Well, I don't have any offenses, I can beat 'im up for you," Travis replies.
"No, I need you to beat up Chester-"
"Craig," Travis corrects.
"Whatever. I need you to beat him up if they do get together because inevitably he's gonna break her heart and he'll need to be punished and he's a huge tattle-tale. At least you'll only get your first strike so they'll go easy on you."
"Okay... so what're we gonna do right now?"
She manages to catch sight of Mabel and Craig and she looks back and forth between them and Gideon. She wants to talk her cousin out of making a huge mistake without the possibility of Gideon interrupting and causing her to flee before a point can be made. Then she looks all around and she sees a costume store and then her gaze travels to Travis and a smile eerily like Stan's creeps onto her face.
"Hey, Travis?"
"What?... why are you looking at me like that?"
"I need your help," she says and grabs his hand. "C'mon, I've got an idea!"
HAT: YES! My inspiration's back, baby!
'Ford: For now.
HAT: Shush up, don't rain on my parade, Stan.
'Ford: *shrugs* I'm just sayin'.
HAT: *groans* You're starting to sound like your brother.
'Ford: Can we hurry this up? I'm supposed to take Mabel and Dipper out for dinner in half an hour and it takes a good twenty minutes to get back to the Shack from here.
HAT: Oh, can I go?
'Ford: Can you pay for gas?
HAT: *pulls ten dollar bill* Yes.
'Ford: Okay.
HAT: *fist pump* Yes! Semi-free food!
'Ford: *picks up HAT and throws her over his shoulder* Review, everyone! Oh, um... please. *runs out of studio*
Director: *sighs and calls someone* Hello... is this HAT's mom? Yes, she's been kidnapped by a character again... yes, she's being fed... uh-huh... yes, she'll be home in time for the movie... alright... Bye... *groans and whispers into phone* Loveyoutooauntybye!
(Just something funny for those of you that actually read this bottom part)