Pacifica retreated to her study. Walking over to her desk, she placed a pair of glasses upon her face and gloves on her hands. Both amazingly stylish. Activating the interface that allowed her access to the mansions systems, she called up the security footage, watching Dipper stagger his way to her front door. She snorted.

"Clever boy, you gave yourself Admin privileges. When did you do that? Was it the last time you were here?"

A heat came to Pacifica's face as memories of that last visit came to her mind, that he also used the time to give himself free access to her home made it hotter.

"Naughty, Naughty, I am so going to have to punish you, after all of this." She moaned

Running the footage back she spotted his entry into the grounds, a side gate where he breezed past the keypad lock. A blush came over her face as she watched Dipper cast aside her security system almost on reflex.

"No, not almost, he is doing it on reflex. Half the time he's unconscious." Pacifica quivered."Oh, you are my man indeed."

"Now that I know how he got in. Let's see if I can track where he's been." Leaving the security footage open, she overlaid the route he took with previous footage, then looked for the differences.

"He doesn't seem to be leaving any real tracks, which is so hot." examinig the footage more she watch as he exploited the weaknesses of her more Arcane defenses. "How the hell did he do that math in his head, it used enochian transdisposed over Norse runes and walked through Roman Numerials, fuck punishment, when he wakes up next he is so putting a baby in me." Shaking her head to clear the arousal she back tracked father. "The gate he entered looks scuffed around where he touched though."

Zooming in she saw that blood and dirt had been left behind, examining the feed she performed a full analysis and got something odd.

"The Dirt is Sand. Rocky Sand."

Calling up several map programs she searched for anyplace that had rocky sand that color. Sure enough she found it.

"Got you. Looks like I have a location. Better check in and see how the girls and McGucket are doing."

Calling up another screen she contacted Candy, The girls avatar appearing next to the footage.

"Candy, has McGucket finished his examination Yet?"

"Not yet, we're just now beginning," Candy's avatar smirked, "doing your spider impersonation, boss?"

"Oh most definitely, which means the only other spider here is with you in that room, my dear fly." Pacifica teased.

"Not sure if I am now terrified or turned on, so gonna go with both." Came the reply, "Can this Fly do anything to avoid being eaten Lady Spider," Candy teased back "Unless of course that is your preference?"

Pacifica's breath caught for a moment, then she replied. "Look for any evidence he was near rocky sand, dear fly, and maybe I'll consider letting you into my parlor."

Candy's avatar flushed, then, all the color drained out of it's face. "Boss, we just got Dipper's clothes off. On his back, there is a track device, burned into his skin. It still seems to be transmitting." Candy's eyes became cold. "He has some intense scaring, as if from a cattle prod. Around his neck are scars that seem to indicate he was placed in a collar. Boss, since you have already taken full control, keep it. Whoever did this to Dipper is coming, and when that happens I want them to meet a spider, not a fly. I want to see them die SCREAMING"

Pacifica smiled, "Oh, they will and I'll make sure that any leftovers go to you and Greta. After all, flies deserve some fun too."

"Thank you, I have some experiments that require live human testing and Greta, the poor dear, has yet to try out the persuasion devices her prince gave her."

Greta's image appeared on Pacifica's screen. "Pacifica, I have detected an Intruder on the grounds. A number of individuals seem to be waiting just outside of my sensors for the intruder to give the all clear. Permission to intercept and treat with extreme prejudice and much malice aforethought." Greta's voice took a pleading edge to it. "Please, Pacifica, they hurt Dipper and that means Mabel is either alone and lost, still with them or..." Greta took a breath. "Impaling a couple of them on a meat hook while they cry for mercy, would be truly therapeutic right now."

A flashing light notified Pacifica that someone indeed was entering the grounds. Pulling up that camera Pacifica got a full view of the Intruder. She was tall and slender, had blonde hair, and was well muscled. Putting her hands to her lips she blew several short whistles, causing several crouching shapes to come through after her. Pacifica shuddered with disgust. They where people, people trained and modified to act as dogs. The woman before her let off another burst of whistles causing the pack to scatter out int the grounds. The hunt was on.

Pacifia sniffled, tears forming in her eyes. "Oh girls, I love the both of you so much, I finally have some sisters on my side," She addressed them both. "If Dipper came here then Mabel went to Gideon. It is the only choice. You both know how protective he is of her. She will be in no danger. Greta dear, Permission granted, but please remember to save some for Candy. Sister's should share everything."

Both Greta and Candy disengaged for radio silence, each to carry out their orders, as Pacifca turned her complete attention to the woman before her.

"I don't know who you are Bitch, but I now know who hurt my Dipper." Pacifica snarled. "His wounds are the same as those on the things you call pets. Well I did always want some puppies to play with. WHY DON'T I PLAY WITH YOURS."

Pacifica began readying the system, at last, this was what she had missed. This challenge. This fucking cunt thought she could hurt and take that which was hers! This would not stand. Pacifica smiled, time to teach this whore exactly what happens when someone she loves is attacked.

"Class is in session, I am Ms. Northwest. I hope we can learn so much from each other. I'm sure we will have so much fun together"