"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" mumbled Pacifica, as she sat down by a small stream running through the forest. "Why!? Why did you have to do that? Why couldn't you just stay calm? You idiot!" She covered her face with her hands and began to cry. "Why is it so hard…?"
"Pacifica?" came a voice from behind her. A voice that Pacifica recognized instantly.
"Mabel. W-what are you doing here? How did you even find me?" asked Pacifica, who didn't turn around.
"Well, I couldn't just let you run away into the forest like that. What kind of friend would I be if I let you walk around these woods by yourself? Plus, I've gotten pretty good at tracking stuff down thanks to all of Dipper's adventures." Mabel sat down next to Pacifica and put a hand on the blonde's shoulder. Pacifica refused to look up. "Now," Mabel continued. "It's my turn to ask the questions. What the heck happened back there?"
"I…don't know what you mean…"
Mabel rolled her eyes. "Oh, c'mon. There's clearly something wrong here. After all, I did just see you crying over here a second ago."
Pacifica tensed for a moment, then she sighed. Mabel had always been good at reading her emotions. She couldn't hide anything from the brunette.
"I…I…" Pacifica started. "I HAVE A CRUSH ON DIPPER, OKAY?"
Once again, Pacifica threw her hands over her mouth. She looked over to Mabel, expecting to see a look of shock, but instead was greeted by a wide grin.
"I FLIPPIN' KNEW IT!" exclaimed Mabel. "C'mon! Let's go get you a date with Dipper." Mabel stood up and began pulling Pacifica's arm, but Pacifica fought back.
"No! I-I can't! Not after I…" Pacifica pulled her knees to her chest. "He probably hates me now…" Her eyes began to water, until she felt Mabel put both her hands onto Pacifica's cheeks and force her head up. She found herself staring into Mabel's eyes, unable to look away due to the grip Mabel had on her face.
"Pacifica," said Mabel, in an uncharacteristically serious tone. "Dipper could never hate you. Ever. I promise." Mabel rose back to her feet, and extended her hand. "Now, let's go get you that date."
Pacifica looked up at her friend for a moment. Then she smiled and took Mabel's hand, pulling herself to her feet.
It had been about 20 minutes since Mabel had run after Pacifica. Dipper had spent that time locked in his room in the attic, staring at the ceiling.
"Really, man? You couldn't even look at her? You just kept staring at your book, and now she thinks you're a friendless loser. Good going, man. Real smooth."
Dipper covered his face with a pillow. "Why are you so bad with girls?"
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Unless you're bringing me pizza, go away," called Dipper.
"D-dipper? C-can I come in?"
Dipper shot upright in the bed. It was Pacifica's voice at the door. He scrambled off the bed and ran towards the door to unlock it.
He slowly pulled the door open to reveal Pacifica, who was looking down at her shoes, red in the face.
"Uh… hey."
"Hey."
The hallway fell silent for a moment.
"So look, I wanted to-" they both began at the same time.
They stopped.
Silence once more.
"You can go first," mumbled Dipper.
Pacifica nodded. "I wanted to apologize for yelling. It's just been so long since I last saw you and I really wanted to hang out with you, but you seemed so distracted. I got nervous and I snapped at you. I didn't mean to. It's just… hard for me to… tell people… how I… feel… sometimes. I'm… I'm sorry.
Dipper took a moment to gather his thoughts, then began. "I should be the one apologizing. It was rude of me to ignore you like that. I just… I couldn't bring myself to look at you. You're just…" Dipper took deep breath. "You're just so beautiful. It gets hard for me to focus and I didn't want to say something stupid in front of you. But instead, I ended up acting like a jackass and I'm sorry."
Pacifica's face turned a deeper shade of red and her gaze quickly returned to her shoes.
"So, um…" Dipper said. "Now that that's all cleared up… maybe you and I could-"
Dipper was cut off as Pacifica grabbed him and pressed her lips to his. Dipper was surprised, but soon relaxed and deepened the kiss. After a few seconds, they separated.
"I would love to," whispered Pacifica.
"G-great. I… uh…" stuttered Dipper, who was a little dazed from the kiss.
Pacifica giggled and grabbed Dipper's arm. She wasn't nervous anymore. She was ecstatic. Today ended up being a lot better than she had expected.
As Pacifica pulled Dipper out of the Mystery Shack and towards downtown, Mabel, who had secretly been watching everything, grinned.
"Damn, I'm a great matchmaker," she laughed, then she began to text Candy and Grenda to tell them her latest success.
It was kind of short, but I didn't really expect this to be a very long story. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it!
