Day 56:
Dipper rang his hands in exctement as he and Pacifica rode in the back in Stan and Ford's van towards the mystery shack. Pacifica was tapping her feet next to him, his and Mabel's presents in her lap. He already knew what his was, but that wasn't really what he was excited for. There was a balloon arch set up in the front yard as they drove up.
"Heh, heh, leave it to Mabel to overdo it," Stan chuckled as Ford parked the car. Dipper and Pacifica gave each other a knowing look and grinned before slipping out of the car and heading to the front door. Dipper slipped his hand into hers as they climbed up the porch steps behind Ford and Stan who knocked on the door. Mabel answered it with a bubbling drink in her hand.
"Bro-Bro!" she cheered as she tackled hugged Dipper. "It's been to long!"
She then turned and tackle hugged Pacifica. "And Sissy-Pazzy!"
Pacifica took two steps back to avoid the brunt of the tackle hug. It's not that she didn't like Mabel or her hugs, but Mabel was a very strong woman who tended to get a little too eager at times, especially considering Pacifica's condition.
"Dipper, can you believe we can drink now?" Mabel asked once she'd finished hugging Pacifica.
"Mabel, we've been able to drink for a year," Dipper said.
"I know, but it's still awesome!" Mabel fistbumped. "Oh, Pazzy, I found this knew, pink beer. It's really good, I've got some inside if you want to-"
"Erm...not now," Pacifica shuffled inside awkwardly. "Maybe later. I...erm...want to pace myself. Yeah, that's it."
"Well, at least one of us have self control," Mabel gestured to the drink in her hand.
"You have no idea," Pacifica muttered under her breath.
"Paz-Paz!" a small voice called. Pacifica turned and saw little Logan toddling to her.
"Hey, Logan," Pacifica smiled as she bent down to his level and holding out her arms for him. He grinned as she picked him up and hugged him. Pacifica smiled. Soon she'd have a little child all her own.
"Show me your dance moves," Pacifica cheered. Logan grinned and dabbed for her.
"I still have to get you back for teaching my son that," Wendy said as she walked up to them to give Pacifica a hug.
"Hi, Wendy."
"Hi, how you doing?"
"Um, pretty good," Pacifica nodded.
Wendy took a step back and arched an eyebrow. "Oh?"
"Mama!" Logan reached over towards Wendy who took the little boy in her arms.
"Yeah?" Pacifica nodded.
"You're hiding something, aren't you?" Wendy grinned.
"No," Pacifica said shiftly.
"Uh-huh? What is it?"
"Nothing."
"I know you're lying."
"Mama! Mama!" Logan began poking Wendy in the face.
"What buddy?"
"I go pway Soo-Soo?"
"You wanna go play with Soos?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Okay, go play with Soos."
Wendy set Logan down who then toddled off before she turned back to Pacifica.
"So, what's the sitch?"
"Erm…" Pacifica shifted nervously. "I'll get back to you on that."
"Is everything okay?" Wendy's face looked concerned.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's just...well...um...you know...it's Dipper and Mabel's day, and I don't want to detract from their shine, y'know?"
"Sure, okay?" Wendy didn't look convinced, but let it drop and went to give Dipper a hug. "How you holding up, bro?"
"I'm alright," Dipper answered.
"What have you been up to?"
"Class, work, more class."
"Eh, better you than me dude."
"Heh," Dipper rubbed the back of his neck.
"Duuuuuuuuudes!" Soos cheered as he came in with Logan on his shoulder.
"Hey, Soos!" Dipper hugged his old friend.
"You look good, dude, you look good. Hey, Pacifica!"
"Hey, Soos," Pacifica smiled.
"Melody and Abuelita are getting the cakes and the burgers, they'll be back in a few minutes. But we can play 'Fight, Fighters' until then, dude!"
"Alright!" Dipper cheered as he floowed the larger man into the livingroom.
Pacifica found a comfortable spot on the couch to sit so she could watch her husband, great uncles-in-law, and Soos play their dumb fighting game. Mabel and Wendy sat next to her and cheered the men on. Pacifica found her hand trailing over her stomach every now and then, and had to stop herself to not give the surprise away.
Within a few minutes Melody and Abuelita returned. Stan then took it upon himself to begin grilling the burgers as everyone else socialized in the front yard, chit-chatting about life in general. The butterflies were just going crazy in Pacifica's stomach as she waited, casting glances to Dipper's way, just waiting for the right moment.
The burgers were soon done. Everyone ate, and then the cake was brought out. It was a simple sheet cake. One size had a multi-color icing butterfly, and the other one looked like one of Dipper's journals.
"Happy birthday to you! Happy brithday to you! Happy birthday to you Dipper and Mabel! Happy birthday to you!"
The two blew out the joint 22 candles, and then they cut the cake and handed it around. Pacifica nibbled on hers a little bit, but it was very sweet and sugary and her stomach still wasn't 100% percent. No one seemed to notice.
"Present time!" Mabel cheered as she finished her cake. "Bring me your yearly offerings to me!"
Everyone laughed as Stan brought his gift to them. He gave Mabel a set of fuzzy pink headphones and Dipper a new blazer jacket. Ford gave Mabel a porcelain tea party and Dipper avintage typewriter. Wendy gave both of them gift cards: Mabel a clothing boutique one, and Dipper a book store one. Soos, Melody, and Abuelita gave Mabel a vinyl version of an AllTimez album, and Dipper the full box set of Tiger Fist.
"Thanks guys!" Dipper grinned.
"I am satisfied with your offerings!" Mabel cheered.
Pacifica looked to Dipper who nodded, and she stood up and both of the birthday people a box.
"Ooh! More presents!" Mabel clapped and reached for the box, all but snatching it from her.
"Careful, don't break it!" Pacifica wanred.
"Ooh, breakable!" Mabel cheered as she began carefully tearing the paper around the edges. Dipper also began opening his, but a little slower. He wanted Mabel to open hers first. Mabel finished ripping the paper off to reveal a white box.
"Ooh, cardboard!" she smiled. "I can do a lot with this."
"It's inside the cardboard, you goof!" Pacifica chuckled.
"I know, I know," Mabel began pulling the tape off the edges of the box.
"And, I apologize, the rest of your present didn't get here in time," Pacifica said.
"Darn mail system," Mabel crossed her arms in a play pout.
"It'll be worth the wait, though, I promise," Pacifica assured her.
"It better be!" Mabel warned as she continued pulling the tape off the edges of the box.
Dipper gave Pacifica a knowing grin and mouthed, "you're so bad" to her, to which she grinned.
Mabel pulled off the rest of the tape and opened the box.
"Ooh! A t-shrit!" Mabel cheered as she pulled out the pink material.
"Read it," Pacifica told her.
Mabel held the shirt out at arm's legnth. "'I don't have a crazy aunt because…" her brow crinkled, then her eyes grew wide. "Shut the front door!"
She turned to Dipper, then Pacifica, then Dipper, then Pacifica. "Shut the-No! Are you serious?"
"Wait, what did it say?" Soos asked.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" Mabel all but screamed as she held her hands to her face. "You two better not be playing me!"
"Mabel, what did it say?" Wendy asked.
Mabel only squeed.
"Mabel, honey, what did it say?" Stan shouted.
Pacifica giggled, took the shirt out of Mabel's lap and held it up. Stan squinted as he read.
"I don't have a crazy aunt because I am the crazy aunt. No you're not!" Stan took two steps back and pointed to Dipper and Pacifica.
Wendy gasped loudly and clapped a hand to her mouth.
"No you're not!"
"Are you really…" a grin began breaking over Ford's face.
"Dipper?" Pacifica turned to her husband, who opened his box, and held up a navy blue t-shirt with a picture of two thumbs pointed at himself under the words: "This guy is going to be a Dad!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Mabel screamed as she tackled Dipper.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Stan shouted even louder as he raced towards Pacifica and snatched her into a hug.
"OH! MY! GOOOOSSSH!" Soos began jumping up and down and clapping.
"You're pregnant?" Wendy asked as she pulled Pacifica out of Stan's grip. Pacifica nodded.
"You're pregnant!" Wendy squeezed Pacifica into another hug.
"Ford! We're going to be Great-Grunkles! Ford?"
Everyone turned to find Ford sitting in a daze.
"Grunkle Ford?" Dipper asked, a little concerned.
"You're having a baby?" Ford asked.
Dipper and Pacifica nodded.
"Oh my...seriously? Oh my…" Ford clasped a hand over his mouth and his eyes began growing teary.
"Oh, Grunkle Ford!" Pacifica walked towards him and hugged him.
"You're really pregnant?" he asked in a watery voice.
"Yes," Pacifica answered. Ford let her go and began wiping at his eyes.
"Aw, Fordsy!" Wendy patted his shoulder.
"Here," Dipper pulled a card out of his back pocket and passed it to Mabel.
"Oh, how are you going to top that!?" Mabel asked.
"Just open it," Dipper told her.
Mabel did so.
"Read it," Dipper told her.
"Happy birthday, Auntie. Oh my gosh! I'm gonna be an auntie! I'm gonna be an auntie!" she danced as she opened it. "I'll see you March 18th, give or take a day. Oh my gosh!" she held up the ultra-sound picture tucked inside. "I'm going to be an auntie!" Mabel fist-bumped, danced, and jumped all at once.
"Let me see that, let me see that!" Stan took the ultrasound picture. "Aw, look at that!"
"Stan, bring it here," Ford beckoned for his brother to come closer. Stan handed th pciture to him. Ford looked at it for a while, and then covered his eyes in his hand as they got watery again.
"Oh, you big softy," Dipper walked to his great uncle's side and hugged him.
"Aw," everyone crooned as Ford sniffled against Dipper's shoulder.
"Our Dipper's all grown up and going to be a Daddy!" Stan cheered as he joined the hug.
"Wasn't sure you'd actually have it in you Dipping Sauce," Wendy slugged him in the shoulder.
"Hey," Dipper frowned as she hugged him.
"Hey, get in her too mom," Wendy motioned to Pacifica. Pacifica joined the hug. Ford and Stan rejoined. Soos, Abeulita, Melody, and Mabel followed suit.
"I'm going to an auntie!" Mabel cheered again.
"Oh!" Stan steped out. "Mabel, Wendy, Soos, you all gotta paid me. One year! I called it!"
"Oh, are you serious!?" Ford shouted.
"I told you they had a bet going," Dipper mumbled to Pacifica before kissing her on the forehead and placing a hand on her stomach.