AVAVA
( Pacifica Northwest )
VAVAV
'What the Heck, Paz?'
'What did you say to Dipper?'
'You made him cry. He hasn't cried since our first Summer here.'
'I thought you said that you liked him.'
'C'mon Paz, just reply. We can fix this, I know it!'
'C'mon... really Paz, he wants to avoid you. I need help here if we are gonna fix this.'
She stared at the texts she received from Mabel. The only thing that she saw, was that Dipper hated her even more now. She had thought that at the mall, that he might have started to like her. Maybe he would have asked to do it again sometime. Then after a couple of times, maybe he would have tried to kiss her. Then maybe ask her if she wanted to be his girlfriend, then they could spend afternoons together, maybe make-out a little. Go on dates...
But that was in Normal World.
In the real world, nothing worked like that.
Because in the real world, she was some kind of monster.
'C'mon, it's not the end of the world.' She stared at the text, and started to cry.
If it wasn't the end of the world...
Why did it feel like it was?
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Couple of days after the horrible date, that went, so terribly, wrong, Pacifica laid in bed. Hadn't even bothered to get out of it that morning.
She had ignored Butler, when he gave her, her 'wake up call', normally something that he did when she had school. Next time she saw him, she'd retract that request, at least until school started.
When Butler called, through her door, her to tell her that breakfast would be finished soon, she told him, that he could eat it. That she wasn't feeling well, and just wanted to rest.
When he came to see if she wanted any kind of medication, or if she wanted him to call a doctor to check on her. Yes, call a doctor. In most cities, and towns, in America, a doctor making a house call, was archaic, but in Gravity Falls, where time seemed to be stuck in the past? They still came. Maybe it was because everyone thought she was the descendant of the town founder. She didn't know. Didn't care. She just pretended to be asleep, because she knew there wasn't any medication that could help. She also knew, that any doctor would know, nothing physical was wrong with her.
So she just laid there, wondering if she laid there long enough, if she would just disappear.
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
She ignored the phone, as she had for the past few days. It was Mabel, she knew it was Mabel. Or... maybe it was Wendy, since the older girl had messaged her a couple of times. Seemingly wanting to help too. But how could any of them help? She was a monster. She was some kind of freak.
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
She sighed and rolled over, looking away from the nightstand that held the phone. She didn't want to be told, that everything could be fixed. She didn't want to hear lies about how it would all be alright.
Someone was knocking on the door. Maybe it was lunch time. She would just pretend to be asleep again.
The door opened. It never opened. Butler lever opened her door, not without permission.
"It's okay Butler, 'Ol Pal. I know what's wrong with Paz, I'll get her up and going again, real soon." Mabel's voice carried into her bedroom.
"Yeah, don't worry, dude. It's a girl thing, we got it." Wendy too?
"Ungh!" She groaned and pulled the covers of her bed, over her head. She didn't want to deal with this. She couldn't deal with this.
A few minutes of silence, then.
"Alright Paz. Rise and shine." Mabel had made it into her room, it seemed, either that, or her voice carried a bit. She rolled over, cocooning herself in her blanket. "Nope, Nope, Nope. Not gonna work. If need be, we'll just carry 'burrito Paz' where we need to. Hmmm... might be easier that way. Wendy you grab... well I dunno where her head is, or feet. So you grab that side, and I got this one."
"Hey! HEY!" Pacifica yelled as she was now suspended in air, by the other two.
Not just suspended, she thought, as she felt her cocoon sway. She was being carried somewhere.
"Let me down!" She wiggled, hoping the other two would lose their grips, and she'd be released, where she could run back to her bed.
"Sure. No Prob, Paz." The swaying cocoon, hammock, of doom stopped a moment. The cocoon started to open, and then shifted, causing her to fall out the bottom. Butt first... into a tub full of water.
"Ahhh! What the Hell! You can't treat me like this!" She smacked her hand against the water, that was at least warm... could have been worse, could have been cold water.
"Sure we can!" Mabel beamed. "We just did."
"Yep. Now, for starters. You've got two choices. First choice, You can strip down, alone, and bathe. Or... me and Mabel can strip you down, and bathe you." Wendy smiled at her, in such a way that told her, that the older teen wasn't joking.
"I... I can handle the bathing on my own." She waited for the two to leave the bathroom. Maybe if she locked the door, she could...
"And don't get any funny ideas. Mabel here can pick locks." Wendy said before closing the door. Or not.
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"I need clothes." Pacifica called through the door, that was opened just a crack.
"Got'em, Wendy picked an outfit, cause she said that my idea of fashion was... scary, even by her standards." Mabel handed her, the bundle of clothes.
She put in her bra, and underwear. She looked at the black t-shirt that was given to her. She didn't recall ever owning just a plain black t-shirt. But she put it on anyways. Next came the red plaid skirt. Another item that she didn't know even existed in her closest... then again, a tribe of people could be undiscovered in her closet.
"You ready?" Mabel's voice called.
"Do I have a choice?" She asked.
"No." Both girls answered at the same time.
With no other choice presented, she opened the door, and walked out. Two sets of eyes looked at her, one green, and one brown.
"So... you don't like cake or something? Gotta bad phobia of sugar? Not down with gluten or something?" Wendy asked, looking at her. Of course, they wanted to talk about that day... she didn't even want to remember it existed.
"No... I don't have anything against it... Not really. I like sweets." Pacifica looked to the floor. Yeah, this wasn't going to sound insane or anything.
"Then why did you flip your biscuits?" Mabel asked.
"I don't know!" She yelled. "It was going good. Then... we went to get something to eat, and I wanted a salad cause I had already had pizza. And he mentioned sweets. And I did want something chocolatey... then... everyone was looking at me! And I got nervous and... and.."
"You flipped your biscuits." Mabel finished. Despite her phrase sounding really childish, she couldn't think of another phrase that would suit it better at the moment, so she just nodded in agreement. "So... Me and Wendy here were thinking, while you were taking a bath. Butler there... he's not the life of the party is he? I mean, he's more boring than your parents. Right?"
"Butler? Actually, he's the only one that I think really cares about me. I think he's the only one that's ever given me a hug." She thought about it a moment. Was that true? Couldn't be. Her parents had to of given her a hug sometime. But she... couldn't remember a time when they had.
"Welp... there's your prob, bob." Mabel said at the same time, Wendy said, "Makes sense."
"What?" Pacifica just looked at them, if they knew what was her problem, then... they could help fix it, and she wouldn't constantly be in bitch mode around Dipper.
"Well, think about it. Bulter... has the emotional range of... of... a card! And he's the most affectionate person in your life! And that's little better than saying your pillow loves you. Look I'm sure Butler is a great guy... maybe... But he doesn't even tell you his name! HIS NAME!" Mabel just looked at her.
"What Mabes here is trying to say, you're emotionally stunted. You turn into Super Bitch, because you don't know HOW to act, when someone shows you true affection."
"Alright... so that's fixable, right?" Pacifica was now on the edge of her seat... or would have been, if she had actually been sitting.
"Depends."
"Yep, depends."
"On what!" Pacifica cried.
"On whether, you love Dipper or not." Wendy said after a moment.
"Love? C'mon guys... I like him! I do. Bu...but love? How do I... how can I tell... I don't even know what love is! Not really." Pacifica moved to one of the, high backed, chairs and slumped into it.
"Easy peasy, lemon squeasy! That's the easiest part Paz! You gotta tell Dipperino how you feel about him. You don't gotta say love... but you do, gotta tell him you're warm for his form! That you are into his Dipperness. That you are down for Dip Town." Mabel just looked at her, as if that was the easiest thing in the world to do. Though Pacifica felt like the other girl had just told her, that she needed to learn to fly.
"I think she gets the point, Mabel. Listen, dude... you just gotta tell him how you feel." Wendy added.
"I dunno if I can do that, I mean... I'm... I'm... I'm just gonna mess it up again, and he already hates me!" She started crying. How could they understand?
"Pfft, he doesn't hate you!" Mabel muttered.
"He does! You didn't see the way he looked at me, after I yelled at him." She broke down again. How could she not. Maybe she really did love him.
"No... But we did see him after he got back." Wendy just looked at her. "He's not happy about it. But he definitely still likes you."
AVAVA
( Dipper Pines )
VAVAV
He felt a little nauseated as he sat out in front of Greasy's. His stomach had been knotted for the past few days. Ever since him and Pacifica had fought, even though it wasn't much of a fight. Mostly it was her yelling at him. Yeah, he lost his temper near the end. It was more Pacifica berating him. Or maybe it was a greasy smell. One of the two. He turned his attention out to the street, and the sidewalks.
People coming and going.
Happy people, who didn't seem to have a care in the world.
The worst part, were the couples. They were everywhere, they seemed to have infested the streets.
Bah. Who needed all that crap. It was all drama. He cast his sight back to the ground before him.
"Hello, Dipper." He looked up to see Candy standing in front of him, wearing summer dress, that was similar to her green striped shirt that she had worn when they were younger. "Why are you sitting out here all by yourself?"
"Oh... well." Maybe she didn't remember that he used to always be by himself. That it was only last year, that he had started handing around Mabel and her friends, and Pacifica. "Mabel had things to do. Wendy too I guess. And, Pacifica doesn't want anything to do with me. So, I'm just sitting here." Yeah, his life was sure full of excitement.
Well it had been, it truly had bee. Back when he still searched down the mysteries of Gravity Falls. Becoming a teen, and noticing the opposite sex, surely puts a damper on any other plans that you might have once done. It seemed, once the hormones took over, you forget about pretty much everything else.
"That does not sound like much fun to me." Candy smiled at him, which he had to admit, was a lovely sight. Very lovely. "Maybe, you would like if we hung out together? I do not mind. I have nothing else planned for today."
"I don't see any harm in it." He said looking down to the ground again.
Really? What harm could come from it? Wendy didn't like him, and Pacifica didn't seem to give a damn what he did, or that he was even alive.
"What do you want to do?" He finally said standing up.
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He had to admit, that the day had been fun. Hanging around Candy, was a lot more interesting than he had imagined. The weird, awkward girl that she had been, had been transformed into a pretty girl, that was knowledgeable about many things. Though, biology and robotics were not things that he was interested in. And he had to wonder, if she chose those two subjects, because she was still interested in 'improving' the human body, through modification.
Something that he decided that he wasn't going to ask about.
Just because he wasn't sure if he actually wanted to know the answer.
Dipper sat out on the bench behind the Shack. It had been an alright 'date' if you wanted to call it that. He didn't, because, while it was alright. He didn't like it.
Him and Candy, didn't share many of the same interests. Not music, not food, television, or books... nothing really. They were both fairly intelligent, but both excelled in different places.
They say, opposites attract, but there has to be a limit.
Yeah? What about Pacifica? They were like night and day.
Not entirely true, he amended. They did like the same music. Enjoyed most of the same foods, except confections, it seemed. Pacifica didn't read much, unless it was for school, or a magazine. And they did like most of the same movies. So, it wasn't like night and day. More like... dawn and dusk. Similar, but not the same.
Dawn and Dusk... that explained their relationship... one rose, as the other fell. It was usually him, that fell, and fell hard.
Why was he even thinking about Pacifica still? Candy was interested in him, and she was attractive. Very much so. But looks were not everything. Couldn't be everything, a relationship based solely on physical attraction, was destined to burn bright, and die out quickly. Or murder/suicide, if you based it off some of the Mystery Novels that he had been reading. And he really, really, didn't want it to go that way. Either that, or Candy would try to 'modify' him in his sleep.
"Dipper?" Mabel's voice caused him to jump. "We need to talk."
"Uh... Sure." He moved over on the bench, patting the place next to him. Must be serious. She didn't normally call him 'Dipper', unless something was bothering her. "I'm all ears."
"Look... before I start, I need you to promise that you'll listen to it all. Alright?" Mabel said as she sat next to him, turning slightly so she could look at him.
Yeah, it was serious.
"I promise." What choice did he have? This was his sister, his twin sister. He would always be there for her.
"I was at Pacifica's place today. And we were talking, Wendy was there too." He didn't like where this was going. "And... well... She wanted to talk to you about what happened. And well...?"
"Well what?" Dipper asked.
"Uh... Paz? Wanna come out now?" Mabel said as she stood up. His eyes focused on Pacifica as she walked out of the Shack. "Look I'm gonna go inside with Wendy. Look... just stay cool alright?" She said that to Pacifica. "And... just listen to her, Dip. Just let her say what she needs to."
Pacifica turned to watch Mabel enter the Shack, though he wouldn't have noticed Mabel leaving, if she hadn't. He was too focused on Pacifica. Mainly because he hadn't expected to see her again, and surely not here, of all places.
Dipper watched as the girl shifted from foot to foot, in an outfit that wasn't something the blonde would normally wear. Black t-shirt, and a red and black plaid skirt. Even her normal headband was gone, and replaced with a red ribbon. It was odd, to say the least. Must of been Mabel and Wendy's doing. Despite the clothing, she looked... really scared.
"I... Dipper look. I kind of..." She sighed and turned away from him. Seemed to think for a few seconds, though never turned back towards him. "I get nervous around you, alright? And it's your fault!" her voice raised a bit. Great, he was going to have to listen to her yell at him some more. Just what his day needed. Thanks Mabel. "It's your fault, because you are so...so damned stupid! All this t-time, and you haven't figure it out... you're supposed to be the smart one! Supposed to be able to solve the mysteries!" She yelled, but when she turned back to him, he expected more yelling. He didn't expect the tears in her eyes. "If y-you are so good at mysteries... th-then why can't you see it?"
"See...? What am I supposed to be looking for..." He looked at her. Nervous. Scared. Vulnerable. Crying.
She had called him over for a silly excuse, something she could have easily figured out on her own.
She had called him, instead of Mabel. A person that would have been better, to teach her, since she never snapped at Mabel.
Going to places that he liked.
Getting upset when he looked at other females.
The little fashion show thing, that really didn't seem to be her... not the her that she showed. But maybe it was the person inside. The person begging to get out, to have fun.
"You're not saying that..." Dipper just looked at her. There was no way in Hell he was right.
"You still can't see it?" She cried. No, he saw it. He just couldn't believe it. "I like you! God, you are s-so dense! I have liked you since that party a few years back. Do you know how annoying it is, to constantly think about you? You're a nerdy, geeky, gangly, weirdo!" she yelled, "But... I love you, you idiot!"
AVAVA
( Mabel Pines )
VAVAV
"But... I love you, you idiot!" She heard Pacifica yell. Then looked over at Wendy, who like her, was peeking out the window, watching her new favorite soap opera.
"Well, I doubt you'd see it on and Valentines Day cards, but I think she has a way with words." Wendy grinned at her.
"Yeah. I thought she was going to go all nutzo crazy out there. Seems she was able to turn Bitch Mode, into Lover Bitch Mode." Mabel looked back at Wendy. "Think that'll work for us?"
"Pfft, yeah right. We start yelling at boys, and we'll be even more single than we are now." Wendy laughed.
"How do you get more single?" Mabel wondered, trying to figure it out.
"Easy. Just get like six cats, and a parrot. Single for life!" Wendy started laughing, which after Mabel pictured herself alone with many cats, she started laughing too.
"Alright... no yelling at boys. We'll leave that to Pacifica..." She turned her attention back to the show.
Dipper's arms were wrapped around Pacifica, in a tight embrace. Their lips seemed to be locked together in a really feisty hot looking kiss.
"Damn! We missed the kiss, because of cats!" Mabel groaned.
