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Chapter 10- Yes. Definitely. Absolutely.

Pacifica's POV

"Pacifica Elise Northwest, how dare you sneak out of the house once more! I will not tolerate such behavior! Go to your room and do not come out until I give you permission!"

"Fine!" I stomped off to my room and slammed the door shut. I hung my jacket on my coat rack and collapsed on my bed.

"I wish I could just leave!" I groaned.

Then an idea popped into my mind. I'm 18. I'm legally allowed to leave! But where would I go… I turned my head to see a framed picture of Mabel, Dipper, and I on my nightstand. That's it! The Mystery Shack!

I changed into jeans and a purple v-neck. I pulled the llama sweater Mabel had given me over my head to keep me warm. I pulled my suitcase off of the shelf in my travel closet and dug through my drawers and closet for 10 days' worth of simple outfits and two pairs of shoes. After all, I still have to look good, even if I'm running away. I neatly folded and packed all of them. I grabbed a backpack and filled it with my personal items. After somehow zipping up my bags, I sat at my desk and wrote a note.

"Dear Mom and Dad,

I long ago realized that all this time, everything we've done in the past has been cruel and selfish. As I try to leave that behind and start a new life, you drag me down again and punish me for it. I'm tired of standing around and not doing anything useful with my life. You probably won't notice I'm gone or care, but it's perfectly legal for me to leave anyway. If you need me, I'll be at the Mystery Shack.

-Pacifica"

I left the note in the middle of my bed and slipped on my sneakers. At 10 o'clock, when I was sure my parents were asleep, I slung the backpack onto my shoulders and slid open the window. I grabbed the suitcase and hauled it out and onto the ground beside me. I gently shut the window, being careful not to alarm them. In the darkness, I scurried away heading for the road that would lead me straight to the Shack.

The wind was chilling, but my sweater kept me toasty. After all these years, this sweater has been my favorite article of clothing. I only wore it when my parents weren't around and made sure to prevent it from becoming torn and tattered. This sweater connected me to Mabel when they were gone. It kept me tied to the summer. The summer I realized my crush. At least one of them. Many kids at school taunted me for liking Dipper, but, whew, were they wrong. Sure, he's a nice guy, and really smart too, but I'm not interested in him… No, I love someone else. I love Mabel. Most would say this is a phase; that being bisexual is just when you are unsure you are gay or straight. It's not a phase. I'm bi and proud, although no one on this Earth knows about it except me. Not a single soul knows my feelings. To the world, I'm just a popular-rich-girl who is into the hot guys and always gets the guy. Little do they know, all 5 of those ex-boyfriends were just me trying to forget about my feelings and move on. But I can't and here's my chance.

While I was trapped in my train of thought, I stumbled on a rock and slipped.

"Ow…" I rubbed my elbow.

I brushed myself off and continued on my way, now reaching the dirt road that led into the forest. I made sure to be extra careful not to twist an ankle while declining down the slope. In the dark, my eyes strained to peer ahead. The black enveloped me and I continued in a straight path, making sure not to turn and get lost. A fallen tree branch snagged my ankle and I tumbled down the hill, banging into rocks and branches on the way. I couldn't tell if I was bleeding or not, but nothing was broken, so I decided to keep going, despite the pain.

After what seemed like ages, I approached the outline of the tourist trap. I rapped on the door, hoping someone would still be awake to hear. Sure enough, the door swung open.

"Pacifica? What are you doing here? Why are you all scratched up?"

"Mr. Pines, I'm trying to escape my parents. I tripped down the hill back there, and got scratched by some branches. May I come in? I need to speak with Mabel."

"Yeah, yeah. Lemme go get her. She's still awake I think."

I set my suitcase down and Mabel came trotting down the stairs.

"Paz? What happened? Grunkle Stan said someone was here to see me, but I wasn't expecting you." She led me to the kitchen where she grabbed an ice pack and first aid kit.

"Well, long story short, I ran away from home and tumbled down a hill."

"Hmm… Are you looking for a place to stay? Because it would be awesome if you stayed here!" She pulled out some gauze, bandages, and antiseptic spray.

"Yeah, it would be great if I could stay here with you guys…"

"Well, we can ask Grunkle Stan later. For now, let's get you cleaned up."

She handed me the ice pack. "Here, hold this to your eye. You've got a nasty black eye."

I did as I was told. "Ok, Paz, this might sting a little." She gently wiped my elbow with some antiseptic spray, cleaning the scratches. She placed a band-aid on it and repeated the process until she reached my face. She cupped my face in her hand as she dabbed a cut on my cheek. After she placed a band-aid on, I turned to look at her warm chocolate eyes.

"Thank you, Mabel. For everything." I don't know what overcame me, but I leaned in and pressed my lips against her soft ones.

I pulled away and my eyes grew wide. Hers mimicked mine and I stood up.

"Shoot! Why did I do that! Bad idea! I'm so sorry, Mabel! I don't know what overcame me! I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore… Maybe it isn't a good idea that I stay here… I'll just go…" I face palmed and turned to leave.

"Pacifica… That was… Absolutely… Amazing!" She stared at me in awe.

"W-Wait, you're not mad?"

She walked over to me and crashed her lips against mine. She put her arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around her waist. We broke apart and gasped for breath.

"I believe that clears it up."

"Yes. Definitely. Absolutely." We both smiled.

"So… I guess this means we both like each other that way… Should we tell anyone?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think we should tomorrow. For now, why don't we get a good night's sleep? You're welcome to sleep in my room for the night. If Grunkle Stan says you can stay, you can share it with me!" She replied happily.

"Thanks, Mabel."

Early the next day

Dipper's POV

"Morning, Dip. Wanna hang on the porch?"

"Sure, Wendy! Be there in a bit." I stood up on my weak leg. It's still unstable from being immobilized for weeks, but feels good to be able to rotate my ankle. My other leg has a boot, but I still can't walk on it, while my wrist has a brace. My elbow is happy to be free as well. I gripped onto my crutches and hobbled outside. Wendy patted the seat beside her and I slowly sat next to her.

"How's it feel to be able to somewhat move around again?"

"It's very… Satisfying. It was also satisfying to wash off all that dead skin too. It was disgusting… Bleh…" I shuddered.

"Haha it was pretty gross, dude. You know, it was really hard to see you like that, you know, in a coma and everything...especially since it was my fault…" her eyes dropped to the dirt.

"What are you talking about? None of it was your fault! It was Robbie! If it weren't for you, I'd be dead. I mean, you saved my life tons of times before. It's no big deal."

"Thanks, Dipper."

Maybe this is my chance to tell her my feelings. And I don't care if she rejects me again…

"H-hey, Wendy?" My voice was shaking.

"Yeah, dude?"

"What would you say if I said I still love you?"

She stared back at me. "D-Dipper, I…"

"You know, never mind. It's ok… This was a bad idea…" I stood up.

"Wait, Dipper!" I turned around. "I-I love you too… I was just to stupid to notice it before…"

"Really?"

She smiled. "Yes. Definitely. Absolutely."

I leaned towards her and she closed the gap, pressing her warm lips against mine.

"Does that mean you'll be my girlfriend?"

"Yes." She kissed my cheek.

"Should we tell everyone today?" She asked.

"Yeah, we should. Mabel is going to go crazy when she finds out."

"Speaking of Mabel, where is she?" Wendy turned around.

"Probably still sleeping. We should go wake her up; it's getting kinda late for her to be sleeping in."

We went back inside and I followed Wendy to Mabel's room upstairs.

As we approached the door, I heard giggling. That's odd. No one came over for a sleepover last night…

"Mabel, stop it! It tickles!" A voice giggled from behind the door. Pacifica?

I swung open the door and was surprise to indeed find Pacifica on the spare bed Mabel had trying to push Mabel's hands off of her sides as she got tickled.

"Pacifica?" I asked.

Mabel hopped off the bed. "Oh, hey, bro bro! Pacifica is staying with us for a while! Isn't that great!?" Pacifica tidied herself up.

"Yeah… Um, don't you want breakfast? We can talk about it then, I guess."

We all head down the stairs with me in the back (cause I'm the slowest). As they ate, Pacifica explained her situation.

"And one more thing…" Mabel grinned widely.

Pacifica looked nervous, but smiled. "Pacifica and I are dating."

Wendy was shocked. "Ok, um… Since when have you um…"

"Had feelings for her? Been bisexual? Since our Golf War."

"Well I guess this is a good time to tell you Wendy and I are dating, too."

Mabel started freaking out and going crazy. "I knew it! You're perfect for one another!"

"This is getting awkward…" Pacifica said, looking to the side.

"Aw, come on, Pazzy! Cheer up, it's not awkward! How about we just go and hang out today! Maybe sneak into your mansion and take some of your stuff so you have it? Completely up to you!" Mabel tugged on Paz's sleeve.

"I guess we can hang out too, Dip." Wendy said.

"Up to you where we go." I responded.

"This is gonna be the best day EVER!" Mabel shouted.