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I didn't see Pacifica for weeks after that night. I kinda just assumed she was grounded so, I continued with life as usual. Though I had to admit, I looked forward to seeing her again.

"Dipper! Dipper, Dipper, Dipper!"

Dipper looked up from the book in his lap and caught sight of his sister over the counter as she ran through the door, covered in stickers, with a pig at her heels, also covered in stickers, and a Thing in her hands.

"Look what we found! and it has a face." Mabel grinned standing on one side of the counter she dropped a squash onto it as Dipper began to investigate from the other side.

"Hmm, I've seen this before..." He muttered, pulling out the journal and flipping through it.

"Waddles found it in the woods while we were experimenting." She grinned again as she swaddled the pigs' head and began to pull out more stickers to put on her pig.

Dipper smiled and sighed at her "Here it is;" He said stopping at a page "'Squash with Human Face and Emotions. He's GOURD-geous.'" He quoted, cringing at the terrible pun. "'Butternut squashes that have somehow mutated into a human face with all kinds of emotional expressions, even those that I have no idea about. It's unknown if they possess any magical property. Further study shows that these squashes are constantly evolving as new emotions appeared. Which bumps up my fear of a possible future where plant people are taking over."

Dipper looked down at the warty face, smiling back up at him, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Let's keep it! I'm naming him Warty Gordy!" Mabel declared.

"Mabel, I think that's a bad idea, you should just put it back where you found it."

"His name is Warty Gordy" She said as she picked him up and rocked him like a baby, "and I can't disown him now that I've adopted him. He stays."

"Just check with Grunkle Stan first." He sighed, in resignation.

"I will!" She said cheerily as she marched upstairs to the attic carrying 'Gordy' with her.

"And tell Stan not to eat it!" He hollered toward the hall she had walked through.

Dipper returned to his book.

Maybe ten minutes later, the door opened signifying a visitor. He sighed again as he put a bookmark in the pages and set the book down.

"Welcome to the Mystery Shack!" he said with forced enthusiasm as, to his surprise, Pacifica Northwest stepped in.

"Hi." She said, she began wandering about, looking at the cheap novelties on the shelves, as a confused Dipper observed, "My parents want me to get a job or whatever and they thought this place would be humiliating enough." Pacifica said sounding bored.

"You're going to work here?" Dipper asked dumbfounded, "As a worker? working? like the working class?"

"It's not like I'm happy about it," She said, sounding bored, then smirked, "but joke's on them, I'm going to learn as much as I can, unlike the pouting child they think I am."

Dipper really didn't know what to say to that, "I'll... go talk to Stan about it." He stood and scuttled to the office to find Stan in the doorway as if he could actually smell the snootiness and, more importantly, the money in the air.

"Uhm, Grunkle Stan, uhh, Pacific-"

"I need a job or my parents will kill me," Pacifica interrupted, crossing her arms, "I'd like a job... here..." She dithered and chewed the inside of her cheek, "... Please."

Stanford and Dipper looked at each other, then to the tween in front of them.

"What can I say? You're hired!" Stan smiled, reaching out his right hand to have her receive it mere seconds later. "I'll have Wendy show you the ropes when her shift starts..." He stuck out his arm and looked at his watch, "ten minutes ago." He sighed, "Well, I guess that leaves the Little Dipper here." Smiling, Stan pat 'the little Dipper' on the shoulder and stepped back into the office greedily rubbing his hands at the thought of the profits that an employed Northwest would develop.

The two employees left in the gift shop watched as his back disappeared behind the door and after a moment of silence Pacifica looked at Dipper and smirked happily, "I have a job."

Wouldn't you know it, I had missed her and really enjoyed teaching her. She was a fast learner.