I forgot to mention Preston Northwest is in jail for child abuse. (He went to trial a during the Pines' return to Gravity Falls and was finally arrested a couple weeks before this chapter takes place. Pacifica revealed what he did to her as a child; slapping, whipping, verbal abuse, etc.) I forgot to intertwine this into Pacifica's suffering. By the time I remembered, I had already posted the chapters ideal to slip it into.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gravity Falls.

Btw-

Really short chapter just to show what happened to Robbie and Mr. Northwest as I wrap this up.

Chapter 12- A Trip to Prison

Dipper's POV

"Hey, Dipper." Wendy walked into my room.

"Hey, Wends. What's up?" I stood up from my desk to bend down and kiss her.

"Well, Mabel is going with Pacifica to see her dad in Prison. Mabel's wondering if you wanted to tag along. Besides, I think you should at least leave the Shack. And…"

She sighed. "And… Mabel wants you to see Robbie…"

I tensed up and looked down. She placed her hands on my shoulders. "Hey, hey, it's ok. I'll be there too, so you know you'll be safe. Hey, it's ok, look at me." I looked up. "I'll be right next to you the entire time. Besides, Mabel is kinda making Pacifica go too. Basically, she wants both of you to confront your fears of these two."

"Only because you asked me to."

"Good, now let's go."

We all climbed into the car and Pacifica and I were tense the entire trip to the famed jail that housed Gideon before he was released.

When we arrived, we decided to see Northwest and then Robbie, so the officer brought out Paz's infamous father.

"What do you want, you little tattle-tale?!" He snapped as he sat down.

"Its not my fault you beat me till a huge handprint was left on my face! Reporting child abuse is not something that I should be called tattle-tale for. Besides, I am merely here because Mabel dragged me here and to introduce you to the love of my life, my significant other…"

"Oh, you mean ghost-boy over there? The little brat who made you disobey us?" He snarled.

"No, I mean Mabel." She clarified with a satisfied smile.

"I'm dating Wendy." I added.

"What? You? A lesbian? Ha! You are still bringing shame to our family name!"

"I can't shame it any more than you already have. And for the record, I'm bisexual." She nodded to the officers and they dragged him back to his cell.

"Oh snap! Pacifica's on fire today!" Mabel high fived Paz, who blushed.

A very gloomy and more-emo-Robbie sat down where Paz's dad was just sitting.

I started sweating. "What do you want? What are you doing here! You should've died!" He shouted, pounding on the table. Officers had to restrain him.

"Oh nothing, I just wanted to s-show you how I'm s-still alive after you tried to m-murder me." He scowled. "All that's left are a c-couple scars and a b-burning hate-fire." My insides were screaming with nervousness and fear, but Wendy was next to me, which calmed my nerves a lot.

"I feel so bad, S-Stuttering-Stanley!" he replied, sarcastically.

"Hey! You're lucky Grunkle Stan isn't here!" Mabel shouted at the raging Robbie.

"Oh no I'm so scared of a wrinkly old man!" he said once more with the sarcasm.

Mabel glared at him, eyes burning holes in his forehead.

"One more thing…" Wendy started.

"Dipper and I are dating." She grasped my sweaty hand.

"I knew he was getting in the way!"

"Nah, you were just too blind to see I was completely done with you. Too much eye makeup, I think."

"So you just came to brag in my face!?" he continued to rage on, completely ignoring Wendy's joke.

"No, we came to give you advice; How to Not Be a Jerk 101." Wendy replied.

"Why do you like this little kid?! He is just a nerd who wants to read a book and solve mysteries all day!" His eyes became crazed.

"That's exactly why I love him. He's different than the others and he has a heart. Unlike your nonexistent one."

All of us left as Robbie had to be pinned down and cuffed in order to be taken back to his cell.

When we got back into the car, I confessed, "That was actually kinda calming and satisfying."

"Yeah, I feel the same." Paz said. She rubbed the back of her shoulder where underneath her shirt, a long scar made by a belt rested, the old pain a mere shadow.

"Success!" Mabel shouted.

"One thing's for sure, I'm never doing that again. No matter how much you bribe me into doing it, Mabel." Pacifica said.

"For sure!" I agreed.