"So how far is your friend Sam?"

"Not very. He lives by the lake, you guys are going to love him."

The day had started when Sam had told them he had a friend he wanted them to meet. Now he, Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie were going to a spot by the lake to meet him.

"So what's this kids name?"

"Christian. He doesn't understand English very well, and at times, seems absolutely oblivious to some things. However he's really nice, fun, and hilarious."

"Cool, so when will he be here?"

They had come to a place where the lake met the land suddenly, and the water went into a deep drop, where the bottom couldn't be seen, even when you were right on the edge of the land. Sam went and sat on a rock near the water.

"No idea. We're going to have to wait, so get comfortable."

The next several minutes were spent chatting with each other as they waited for Sams friend to arrive. They eventually became so engrossed in their conversation with each other, that they did not notice the dark shape moving beneath the water towards them. Whatever was underneath luring in the lake, stopped before the water met land, and was still for a moment. Then there was a massive splash, as a person leaped from the water, and pinned Sam to the ground.

"Hi Sam!"

A boy about 12, covered in water, was on top of Sam, pinning his shoulders to the ground. He had light brown hair, and blue eyes, he was also wearing a white tank top, and brown pants with a series of straps across it, both seemed to be made out of a material that did not retain the water it was surrounded by.

"Hi Christian."

Trixie was looking the boy over with slight disbelief that he could have held his breath long enough to swim up to them undetected, and leap out of the water.

"This is your friend?"

*Christian gets off*"Yep. Christian, this is Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie."

"Hi Dipper! Hi Mabel! Hi Trixie!"

"Hello there."

Mabel had liked the spunk Christian had, and had gone so close to him that their face were practically touching.

"What were you doing in the lake? What's your favorite color? Do you have a family? Where did you swim here from? How long can you hold you breath? Are you in school? Do you live around here? What do you like to eat? What's your favorite animal? How'd you meet Sam? Have you seen anything strange around here? Ever had a bunch of gnomes try to kidnap you? What's your last name? Are you really good a swimming? Ever been chased by a mechanical gobblwoker? Can you bite a apple in half with one chomp?"

*Blissfully unaware of everything she said*"Yes."

"Mabel, remember he doesn't understand English very well? Take it easy on him."

"Okay, sorry."*Gives him some space*

"Well he seems nice."

Dipper walked up to Christian, offered his hand.

"Hi Christian, how are you?"

Christian stood there, looking at Dippers hand, not understanding the concept of a hand shape. He then grabbed Dippers hand and started smelling it.

"What is he doing?"

"Smelling your hand."

"...And why is he doing that?"

"Because he has a very good sense of smell, and he only trusts someone once he's got their scent."

Trixie started laughing when she heard that.

"Ha ha ha, what is he? A werewolf?"

"Nope, shark."

"What?"

"He's a wereshark."

They all stood there with their mouths open.

"What?"

"I'm saying that he transforms into a shark like creature, with rows of serrated teeth, claws, and soulless black eyes. Sounds awesome, right?"

They weren't sure what to make of this.

"Are you serious?"

"100 percent!"

"Okay!"

Dipper took out book 3 and started looking through it.

"There isn't anything in here about weresharks specifically, but there is a page devoted to therianthropes."

"What you talkin about?"

"A therianthrope is someone who transforms into an animal like creature, it says that the author encountered several different kinds in gravity falls, and that there could be a shape-shifter for every kind of animal. Guest a wereshark wouldn't be that far fetched."

"You smell noble."

Christian had just finished smelling Dipper, and had decided that he liked him.

"What?

"You smell noble."

"He thinks you smell noble. He did something like that when he finished smelling me, said I smelt courageous. Not sure how he knows that word, but still proud of myself for that."

"Do me! Do me!"

Mabel was jumping up and down, then ran to the young wereshark, holding out her hand for him to smell. He didn't give her scent as much thought as Dippers, hers was much more obvious.

"You smell... sparkly?"

"Yay, sparkly!"

Christian then turned to Trixie, and she took a step back.

"I'm not sure how I feel about having a boy sniff me."

Christian took a step towards her, and Sam said.

"If you don't let him, he's not going to trust you."

"...Okay, but lets not talk about this."

Trixie found the whole thing rather awkward, but she let him smell her.

"You smell delicious."

Trixie jumped back, and Christian laughed at his joke.

"No. Smell wonderful."

Trixie wasn't very amused, but she was a little flattered at being told she smelt 'wonderful.'

"How did you two meet anyway?"

Sam began recounting the story.

"I was fishing in a boat my great grandfather left to my mom, and I got a bite, but when I reeled it in, Christian was biting on it tail. He then said "This is my fish." I was pretty surprised, but let him have it. Then later I caught another one, and it was HUGE! But when I managed to pull it to the boat, Christian was clinging to the side, biting it, when he saw me, he said "This is also my fish." I gave him that one to, if you're swimming and manage to catch something that size, you deserve it. After that I didn't get anything else, that is until Christian came back with two fish and gave them to me asking "Peace?" After that he stuck around, but when the sun set, the full moon went up, and I found out he was a wereshark. He was freaking scary! Fortunately he's friendly, and found of me"*Looks a little embarrassed*"He kind of violated my personal space."

*Trixie raises an eyebrow*"What do you mean?"

"I'm sure how to describe it... Just think of the word 'Snuggleshark.'"

They started laughing as they pictured it.

"Yeah get it all out now, or I'll lock you in a room with him next full moon. Then we'll see who's laughing."

That shut them up.

"Good. He's going to be hanging out with us today. Any objections?"

There was none, so they went into town.

In Town

They went from place to place, talking and having fun. Christian occasionally stopped to smell something.

Dipper had to agree with what Sam had said about the wereshark, he WAS completely oblivious to some things. He had jumped on top of a car to try to snatch at a bird, smelt the ground fallowing a scent to a box of fish heads(he didn't eat them), and out growled a large dog. Through the weirdness, they all thought he was nice, fun, and hilarious.

A hour or two after they started, they went into the diner for some lunch. When they got seated, and ordered. They got a discount while Dipper ate with them, he successfully overloaded the manliness tester(With a little help from Sams powers, but he would never tell them that), and now didn't have to pay as much for there food, Dipper just wasn't aloud to touch the tester. As usual, Sam ate twice as much as any of them. Despite being skinny, he had a big appetite.

"Food is good. This much good food, but I like fresh better."

Christian had ate a hamburger and fries, despite what you would think, his mannerism at the table was very well developed.

Christian continued to hang out with them until shortly after they left the diner, when they ran into Pacifica Northwest.

"Mabel."*Glares*

"Hello Pacifica."*Glares back*

Despite Mabel's normally buoyant spirit towards everyone and everything, recently Pacifica was starting to get on her nerves.

"What are you doing here? You and your misfit girlfriends aren't exactly well liked."

"People like me and my friends better then you Pacifica, at least we don't make babies and puppies cry."

Pacifica was about to say something else, and turn this into a real fight, but something took her attention off it completely.

"...What are you doing?"

Christian was smelling her, and when she asked he told her.

"You smell pretty."

"Um... Okay. Thanks?"

Pacifica blushed a little at the awkwardness, and left the uncomfortable situation. Christian fallowed her.

They all stood there in a silent shock, until Mabel spoke up.

"What just happened?"

Sam answered her.

"I'm not sure."*Grins*"But I think it's going to be hilarious."

Later at the Mystery Shack

Dipper, Mabel, Sam, and Trixie had ended up heading to the Mystery Shack, a little after their run in with Pacifica. It wasn't long before she showed up there to, still being fallowed by Christian.

"I can't take it anymore! Get him away from me!"

"Hi Sam. Hi Dipper. Hi Mabel. Hi Trixie."

Dipper was trying not to laugh.

"What do you want us to do about it?"

"I don't know, he's your loser's friend. He's been fallowing me all day, and wont take a hint. Every time I think I've gotten rid of him, he shows up."

Sam was also trying not to laugh.

"Sorry, but once he has your scent, he has it for life. You should feel flattered, I've never met anyone who could turn a shark into a lovesick puppy. There's not really much you can do, he'll get tired of this eventually and leave you alone. Or not. I really don't care, this is just too funny."

Pacifica gave him an icy cold stare, which had absolutely no effect on Sam.

"Your name's Sam, right? You're cute, but has anyone ever told you that you're really annoying?"

"Trixie tells him almost every day. How have you tried to get rid of him?"

She began to recap.

"My friends and I tried something, I'll spare you the details other than it didn't go well. I tried hiring guys to chase him off, but he sent all of them running. Can you imagine, this kid sent several grown men running away in terror? When I asked them what he did, they just threw what I paid them at me, and kept running. I then went to my parents, thinking they might be able to do something, but they just find him adorable. Please help me!"

Sam wasn't surprised at all. Once Christian got a scent, he fallowed it, that was basic shark instincts, and apparently he really like her smell. To a wereshark, scent is a thousand times more intimate than anything else, if he liked your scent, he was probably going to stick with you for a long time.

"It's not like me to turn down someone who needs help, but because of how offal you treat a lot of people, I want to get something out of this. What can you offer?"

"How about a date?"

Pacifica put on a flirty face and gave him a wink.

*Chuckles*"I appreciate the offer, but you're not my type."

"Then I could get you a date with your type. Being the most popular girl in town, and being very rich, I could set you up with anyone you wanted."

"Again, I appreciate the offer, but after how my last date went, I'm not too enthusiastic about going on another one just yet. How about this? If we help you, you promise you won't do anything mean for a whole week. I think it would be a nice break for everyone."

Pacifica didn't like it, but she couldn't shake this boy on her own.

"Alright, you have a deal, but I don't see why I'd have to. People love me."

"That's debatable."

They started to work out a way to get him away from her.

"Hey Christian!"

Sam had made a small bucket of what he called shark-nip. It was a mix of fish heads, salt, blood, and a number of hormones the body gives off when it is distressed. He had gone outside and yelled as loud as he could. When he took the lid off the bucket, he also manifested his wings at the same time and started to fly. The second the smell from the shark-nip got to Christian, he took off fallowing it, while Sam flew away.

"Come on Pacifica, time to hide that body odor of yours."

"I do not have B.O! Why do you need to use hunting scent neutralizes, does he actually find me by my smell?"

Trixie giggled a little, she liked being able to insult the diva.

"That's what he does."

When they finished they left the Shack for where they had planned to have Pacifica hide, which was her house. There reasoning was that if Christian couldn't smell her, and she was away for a few hours, he would give up. They also thought that Christian would not be smart enough to figure out that they would have to hide her at her house, since it would take some time for him to give up looking, they didn't really have any place for her to stay. So they waited in her room.

"So how'd you get him to leave?"

"Sam gave him something more desirable to fallow?"

"More desirable than me? I doubt it. As long as you got him away I don't care. Though I'd be lying if I said I didn't kinda like having a boy go crazy over me."

"Yep, because with every other boy in town knowing what a diva queen you are, they're never going to go out with you."

"Hey!"

Trixie smiled smugly, she was paying her back for all the times she had been insulted.

"How do we know Sam lost him. I saw that boy move, he was like a athlete. Fast, agile... kind of cute."

Now it was Mabel's turn to tease her.

"Oooooooo, you aren't having second thought are you Pacifica? Maybe falling in love?"

"Shut up!"

The girls started laughing, if Dipper was there he would have been laughing to, but he was meeting Sam to confirm that he had lost the wereshark. He felt a little guilty about what they were doing, tricking Christian, but they would also get a week of Pacifica being nice, and that was worth it.

"Trust me, Sam's faster than you'd think."

As if on que Sam and Dipper came in.

"I lost him, all you have to do is just lay low for the rest of the night, and he should... be..."

Sam was staring behind them, and when they turned around, Christian was sitting on a window sill, a mischievous grin on his face.

"I smarter than you think."

"How did you figure out we were here."

"Where else be? I knew you try to trick me from beginning. No place for pretty smelling Pacifica to stay for time needed. When courageous smelling Sam left with good smelling bait, and I could not smell her anymore, I knew it trick. So I went here, knowing you be here."

He still had that mischievous grin, and they all were staring opened mouth at him.

"What just happened?"

"It appears we greatly underestimated Christians intelligence."

*Walks over to Pacifica*"Yes. I very smart."

Pacifica gives him a look over then turned to the others

"You know? I think I might keep him around. It's nice having a boy go crazy over me, he's cute, and he out smarted you losers."

She then leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Will you at least leave me alone when I'm at home after that?"

*Very big grin*"Yes!"

He understood enough of that, and left her house, still grinning ear to ear.

"Great! By the way: Deal's off losers! Now get off my property or I'll have you arrested."

They all left the very satisfied looking spoiled girl. Outside they talked.

"This is malarkey! She gets a love interested and doesn't have to keep her promise."

Trixie was fuming. Sam had a slight smile with what he said next.

"I actually think this is a good thing."

Dipper looked over to him.

"How you figure?"

"I think having Christian around will be very good for the spoiled rich girls psyche. That even if we had succeeded, she would just go back to being herself after the week was up, but I get the feeling that in the long run with him there, she's going to be a better person in the end. We just have to deal with her like this for a little longer."

They all hoped he was right. Soon Dipper and Mabel got into a game of tag, and while they were playing, Sam had a few private words with Trixie.

"What do you think of this whole thing? Christian liked Pacifica, went after her, and after a little bit she gave him a chance. Don't you wish all love life was that simple?"

"Yup."

"I bet you and your 'Dipstick' would be a happy couple by now if it was."

"Watch it Samuel!"

They all walked home, Sam feeling particularly satisfied that he had managed to poke at Trixies temper today.