Ding
The sound of the bell stopped Pacifica punch it only lightly tapped Mabel's exposed cheek which caused Mabel's pink mouthpiece to fallout of her mouth and onto the mat. The referee told Pacifica to return to her corner, she gladly obliged high off her near victory walking back to her corner with a lively and confident step, Mabel slowly slumped back to her corner breathing heavily. Pacifica sat on her stool giddy from her performance and apparently so was the crowd as the cheers of her name became more plentiful and loud, there were still cheers for Mabel but they were barely audible compared to Pacifica's. She looked to Mabel's corner as her faceless seconds began working feverishly to bring some strength back to Mabel, the referee was there probably asking if she was right enough to continue. Pacifica then noticed something the referee was no longer that mysterious blonde man, but now that redheaded girl who works the register at the Mystery Shack, she questioned the sudden change but then chalked it up to weird dream logic. Dipper appeared in front of her and offered her a water bottle which she took and drank from "That was a great round Pacifica, three more seconds and the win would be yours" he said very impressed. Dipper took Pacifica by the chin which caused her blush, he moved her head side to side getting a good look at both of her unscathed cheeks, "Those punches should have left a mark but they aren't even red" Dipper said curiously. Pacifica smiled looking directly into Dipper's eyes "Guess I'm a lot tougher than you and your sister thought" she said in a slightly seductive tone, this caused Dipper's cheeks to redden a bit. Dipper's face went serious "Well despite your invincibility I would advise that don't take anymore punches like that, and don't go doing flurries like that you'll tire yourself out" he said with a hint of worry in his voice. Pacifica did wonder how she felt no pain from Mabel's punches and seemed to not lose a single bit of stamina from her fight, well this was her dream so it was obvious that she would win, in this case she got all of the buffed up cheats codes. "Don't worry Dipper I'm on a roll right now, and I ain't gonna stop till I knock her out" she said confidently as she draped her right leg over her left. Dipper looked annoyed a Pacifica "Mabel's drowsy not unconscious, I know her and as long as she has life in her she'll keep fighting, and will try to find a way".
Ding
Pacifica rose from her stool a confident smirk on her face and pounded both of her gloves together "This match is over Dipper, tell Mabel she gave me a good workout when she wakes up" she strode to the center ring. Mabel stood up slowly, she had regained some strength from her rest, but she was clearly still drained from the last round and appeared to be slightly disheartened. They both met in the center and began circling each other, Pacifica looked at Mabel's exhausted and bruised, and smiled "I definitely needed a dream like this after all the stuff my parents put me through last week, I've never felt a rush like this before, wish I could have a bit more of a challenge though" Pacifica thought to herself. Outside the ring the blonde haired man sat at the commentators table with a devilish grin on his face " I was thinking the same thing llama, let's see if we can even the playing field a bit" he snapped his fingers a blue flame spark emitting from them. A blue wave washed over Pacifica sending a chill down her spine, but she quickly dismissed it focusing on what's in front of her. Mabel saw her momentary lapse and acted on it, she fired a left jab. It's hit it's mark landing on Pacifica's cheek, but this time Pacifica's eyes widen as the glove impacted she felt a surge of pain that from her cheek and stumbled a step back. Mabel was also surprised by the sudden effectiveness of her punches but did not dwell on it, advancing on her advantage she plowed a fist into Pacifica abs. Pacifica ended up gagging from that, but Mabel was not done yet as she fired a right nailing Pacifica in her cheek sending to the side sweat and a little bit of saliva flying from her face. Mabel Launched an uppercut hit Pacifica's chin sending it upward eyes wide in shock, it sent Pacifica back and onto the ropes. Mabel advanced and began firing shot after shot to Pacifica's abdomen, Pacifica gagged and squealed from each hit towards her stomach, body jerking back against the ropes from each hit. After nine unanswered punches Mabel's fists glowed pink, she reared her right back as it erupted with pink flames. "Gut Drill" Mabel yelled as the pink fireball landed on Pacifica's stomach, she folded over the punch like paper. Her eyes wide and her cheeks full of air ready escape, she finally spat out her purple mouthpiece a stream of saliva connecting it to her mouth. Pacifica's eyes almost went into her head as she flopped face first into the canvas flat on her breast and stomach, the referee ushered Mabel to her corner a smile came onto her face due to her first knockdown. Pacifica laid on the mat eyes squeezed shut trying to ease the burning pain in her stomach, she heard the redhead girl begin to count her out. Pacifica thought about just lying there, hoping that if she squeezed her eyes hard enough she'll wake up in her bed, she just wanted the pain to end. But, something went off in her mind it told her to get up, she wasn't sure what is was or why she was following it as she rose by the count of seven. She faced the redheaded girl, she finally remembered her name was Wendy "Are you alright enough to continue" Wendy asked hold her gloved hands Pacifica nodded. Wendy gave to okay to continue and backed off. Pacifica was still questioning why she got up, she couldn't explain it but it was like a passion, a fire that kept burning and pushed her to keep fighting, it was that or she was stupid. She approached Mabel and began circling, Mabel fired off an uppercut, Pacifica backed off and attempted to counter but she found herself slower than before. Mabel dodged and hit Pacifica's cheek with a strong right hook that jerked her head back and sent her into a neutral corner, Mabel rushed Pacifica into the corner hit her with lefts and rights sending her head side to side. When Pacifica managed to get her guard up to her face, Mabel moved down hitting her body and breast. Pacifica squealed a bit from the hits as she rushed forward clinching with Mabel, she breathed heavily trying to regain some strength. Mabel was able to land a few body blows till the referee separated them. Pacifica stood some strength regained but still drained, Mabel came forward hit Pacifica with multiple jabs that knocked her head back and forth.
Ding
Mabel stopped her assault and walked back to her corner, Pacifica followed suit to her though she moved slower this time. Bruises on her cheeks, breast, one under her right eye, the heavy bruising on her abdomen. She fell onto her stool a Dipper went to work on her toweling of her sweat and working on the bruises. She drank from a bottle and spat into a bucket Dipper provided, she was in a great amount of pain from that horrible round if she were herself she would've told Dipper to throw in the towel. But, she wasn't something inside was telling her to see this through to the end, and then there was the rush. Not like from her previous round of dominating Mabel, this was something else it was fiercer than before, she knows that she is not some kind of masochist. Maybe she just enjoyed the battle, she asked for a challenge, she got it. "Do you want to stop", Pacifica looked up right into Dippers eyes, and "Pacifica, do you want to stop" he said stone serious. Pacifica didn't want to stop she wanted to win not for her families reputation, not for her ego, not even because it was Mabel she was fighting, she just wanted to win. "I can keep going Dipper" Pacifica said her voice clearly drained but within it was a nugget of confidence that made Dipper smile, he ruffled Pacifica's put his forehead against her "I thought so princess". Pacifica blushed at how close Dipper was to her it made her feel uncomfortable, but it also made feel something else something her mind was telling her to drop immediately.
Ding
Round 4 came and Pacifica rose from her stool, Dipper outside the ring giving her the thumbs up. Pacifica took a deep breath and got into a defensive stance, her eyes widen in surprise when she saw Mabel standing in the center ring no stance, no guard, just her right arm extended out looking Pacifica dead in the eye. Pacifica knew nothing of actual boxing outside of her game, but she knew what this was. She dropped her guard and walked to the center ring, she stood and arm's length from Mabel, extended her own arm and bumped her glove against Mabel's. Mabel gave a kind and friendly smile to this, even Pacifica gave a genuine friendly smile they both backed off and began to circle each other. Pacifica knew she running out of steam and from the look on Mabel's face so was she, they were going to put everything they had into this round. Pacifica made the first move firing two jabs that hit Mabel square in the face, she launched a hook that Mabel dipped under it firing her own hook to Pacifica's abs. The hit stalled Pacifica for a second allowing Mabel to hit her across the face with a right and a left. Mabel attempted another right but Pacifica brought her arm up to block it and countered with a left hook to Mabel's swollen cheek making her stumble to the left a bit. Pacifica advanced with an uppercut shooting Mabel's head up, Mabel brought her arms up blocking the two hits aimed at her head. Pacifica then fired a barrage of punches to the stomach and breast pushing Mabel to a neutral corner, once her back hit the corner Pacifica moved her barrage to her guard trying to break it. Mabel shot out of the corner clinching with Pacifica, she answered to this with body shots but Mabel refused to let go Wendy eventually made them separate. They approached each other again Mabel this time made the first move with multiple jabs to the head each making Pacifica take a step back, after 4 unanswered jabs Pacifica dodged the fifth and launched a right hook that hit Mabel's cheek. Pacifica then fired a hook to the body that made Mabel jump a bit, Pacifica hit Mabel with a left and right hook as her head jerked both ways her gloves lowered a bit leaving her open. Pacifica felt the surge again and her gloves glowed purple, she did not hesitate bringing her fist back and launching a purple meteor of an uppercut. "Rocket Uppercut" Pacifica yelled the uppercut landed square on Mabel's chin, her eyes went wide as her body went flying a yard in the air, sweat and saliva went flying as Mabel's mouthpiece flew out of her mouth. Mabel landed on her back spread eagle on the mat her eyes almost rolling into her head as her mouthpiece land two feet away from her. Pacifica leaned heavily onto her corner praying that Mabel would stay down as she took deep long breathes trying to regain some stamina just in case. Mabel moved after hearing two, she got to her hands a knees reached for her mouthpiece and reinserted it, she was up by nine. Mabel's eyes were duller and her guard was a lot sloppier, she was on her last legs and Pacifica was determined to knock her off them. Pacifica rushed Mabel with a straight that knocked her head back, Pacifica kept up the pressure with jabs and hooks to head body and breast Mabel only able to block a few in her dazed state. With each hit Pacifica landed a chunk of her stamina vanished and her punches became slower and sloppier, till they just became wild haymakers. Before Mabel's back could touch the ropes, she dipped under one of the haymakers and gave Pacifica strong body blow. Pacifica's eye's bulged and she coughed, before the air could return to her lungs Mabel's glove impacted right on her mouth. Mabel went on the offensive, paying Pacifica back for every punch earlier, Pacifica tried to bring her gloves up to defend but Mabel was able to knock them away and continue her assault. Pacifica's back hit a neutral corner she put her arms on Mabel's neck as Mabel's fired quick jabs to her abdomen. Pacifica saw the pink glow and knew what was coming, Mabel stopped her assault to rear her fist back. Pacifica grit her teeth and let out a primal yell, as she threw a punch with all her might right into Mabel's face. Mabel's head flew back from the hit her mouthpiece flying out with a sweat and saliva trailing her face, Pacifica thought that finally did it. Mabel's foot stomped on the ground as she righted herself from the punch, her fist erupting in pink flames "Piercing Straight" the pink comet soared through the air nailing Pacifica dead center in the face, the back of her head hitting the corner. Mabel kept Pacifica pinned with her fist as Pacifica's body twitched, after a few seconds Pacifica's body went limp her arms falling to her side. Mabel removed her fist, Pacifica's eyes were glazed over and she let out a low moan her mouthpiece fell to the ground. Pacifica swayed a bit before falling to her knees, she continued to sway looking like she wasn't even sure where she was now, and finally fell flat on her face bouncing a bit as she hit the mat. Pacifica's world went black she wondered if it was possible to have a dream in a dream or if she was just going to wake up, light returned to her world when she heard Wendy call out three. Pacifica told her body to move but it was slow to respond and her arms didn't have the strength to carry her, by the count of five she managed to crawl to the ropes using them as a support. She used every ounce of strength she had left to climb those three ropes, by seven she pulled herself up to the second rope before she could move to the third a surge of pain went through her originating from her stomach she lost her grip and fell on the bottom rope. Her upper body hung outside the ring right arm dangling and her blonde hair covering her face she didn't move as she heard Wendy yell "TEN".
Ding Ding
"Winner by Knockout in round 4 and still undefeated… Mabel Pines" a voice resonated through the stadium and a chorus of cheers rang out. Outside the ring the Blonde hair man laughed hysterically almost falling out of his chair "Woo… that was one way to spend an evening, I should thank llama for the laughs" he said as he wiped the tears from his eyes, and with a snap of his fingers he disappeared into blue flames an echo of his laugh left behind. Pacifica managed to right herself looking right up into the stadium lights, despite everything, putting in her all, doing things she never thought she could do, she lost she lost in her own dream. Pacifica felt miserable she could feel tears welling up in the sides of her swollen eyes, suddenly a shadow came over her, and Pacifica moved her head to face the shadow. Mabel stood above her smile shown through her shadowed face, "Great the figment of my imagination is going to mock me, Maybe this is some weird dream karma representing my own ego" Pacifica thought annoyed and eyes closed. When Pacifica opened her eyes and saw Mabel's glove in front of her face, she looked up and saw Mabel's face no longer obscured by shadows it was really bruised swelling on her cheeks, her left eye was swelling she could still see through it, and a big bruise on her chin. Pacifica thought if Mabel was the winner and she looked like that what did she look like, Pacifica's face wasn't as bad as Mabel's the heavy bruising was on her body her abs having multiple patches of purple, her cheeks were purple, her right eye was swelling, and a big bruise right in the center of her face. "Are you just going to lay there or are you going to take my hand" Mabel said cheerfully, Pacifica was surprised by this kindness she grabbed Mabel's arm and was brought up to her feet. As soon as she was right up Mabel brought her in for a hug, Pacifica hissed a bit her body sore from this entire ordeal. "Oh thank you, thank you, so much for this Pacifica" Mabel said excitedly, "Why are you thanking me for anything, you won what is there to thank me for" Pacifica said confused. "I knew win or lose this was going to be a great match, you gave me your all and I to you, it was just so much fun" Mabel said releasing the hug facing Pacifica, Pacifica didn't say it but it was fun and she did put her all into it. "You wouldn't mind a rematch would you" Mabel asked shyly, Pacifica flinched at the question but relaxed and answered "Sure, once my stomach stops throbbing and I regain feeling in my arms" Mabel smiled a replied "I guess the same can be said about my face" she let out a hearty laugh, almost as if it were infectious Pacifica joined in. Pacifica stopped once a towel obscured her vision, Dipper walked up to the two and dropped it on top of Pacifica's head "Good match you two, Mabel I'm surprised you were able to recover from that last punch" Dipper said to his twin "Yeah honestly I think I just got lucky with that, and what do you think you're doing complimenting me when your girlfriend is right behind you" Mabel said annoyed. Pacifica's eyes went wide "His what now" she yelled, Dipper lifted Pacifica's chin so they're eyes met "Although you lost I think you still deserve a reward for a battle well fought" he said softly as his face came closer to hers. Pacifica's face flared up and her mind raced as Dipper inched closer and closer, yet she didn't move or try to push him away "Dipper…this is….I….What" she stuttered as his lips were centimeters apart from her. In a single instant her eyes burned with rage and her teeth bared, she pushed Dipper back rearing her fist back screaming "WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING"! She fired her fist at a surprised and terrified Dipper Mabel looking surprised from the sidelines, the fist was a mere inch away from Dipper's face when he, Mabel, and the whole stadium disappeared in to a purple mist.
Pacifica screamed throwing a punch, but was confused by the lack of an impact she opened her eyes to meet her bedroom ceiling and chandelier. She shot up from her bed and looked around taking in her room, she got out of her bed and ran up to a full body mirror, she was no longer an adult now back I the body of a twelve year old. She gave off a sigh of relief, though she enjoyed the strange dream it was exhausting even though she just woke up. "Miss Pacifica are you up, your parents are requesting you downstairs for breakfast" she heard one of the servants say from outside her bedroom door. "I'll be down in a minute" Pacifica said, she was about to turn but gave a quick glance to the mirror, she got in the boxing stance she remembered from her dream and threw two jabs. She wondered if it was possible for her dream self to become her real self, she turned around a went to her walk in closet, she wouldn't mind having another dream like that whenever she was stressed, minus that love crazy Dipper. She blushed at the thought from the dream, but forced it out of her mind "I will never associate myself with that freak for anything in my life", she went in the closet to prepare herself for the day.