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Theta K it back again once again and am ready to serve up some fanfiction goodness!
The third chapter is here!
No warnings in this one except if you are a vegan...
KAPLAM!
Dipper
Dipper felt Pacifica relax into his arms. She was fast asleep.
Today had totally been far from normal.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts and continued trudging through the woods. Hr glanced down to look at the sleeping beauty.
Her velvet-like smooth hair looked like a bird's nest. Random twigs jutting out from here and there.
Her smooth cheeks were bruised and a nasty cut adorned her left cheek. The blood seemed to have been wiped off.
But what alarmed Dipper the most was the mirror image of the letter 'N' plastered onto her left cheek. The same letter on Preston Northwest's ring. Dipper grew angry at the man for what he sha done to his daughter.
Her left ankle was twisted most likely. It had become swollen and bruised. The same went for her right elbow.
But the main question going through the teen's head was why the girl had been out in the middle of the woods. If Dipper hadn't been there... He shuddered just thinking about what could have happened to the girl.
Did she run away from her house. Looking at her condition, that could be a fairly logical conclusion. Or was she kicked out of her house? A shudder went down the teen's spine.
He would ask her after she awoke, but he would first serve her food of course... She looked famished and even when asleep , she had a cringe on her features.
He continued on his journey, his mind filled with thoughts concerning the blonde in his arms.
He briefly considered waking her up in his arms, but decided against it. She seemed exhausted and he wanted to let her sleep. His curiosity could wait.
When he reached the cabin again, he found that his sister was fast asleep. He sighed in half hearted relief. He could hold off hunting for breakfast like he had planned.
Dipper was, at first going to place Pacifica down on Mabel's bed but figured that Mabel would freak out if she saw Pacifica asleep beside her. Mabel had enough shock for one night.
Dipper placed the heiress down on his own bed.
He placed a band-aid on the cut on Pacifica's cheek. He bandaged her elbow and ankle and cleared her head from the twigs. He then lifted her T-shirt up a little and bandaged the cut across her abdomen.
When he was done, he stepped back and draped a cotton blanket over her.
He took a glance at his wristwatch. It was just five minutes to two in the morning he had no idea how time had passes so quickly. He decided that it would be fruitless attempting to fall asleep so he walked out of the cabin after switching off the lights and tucking Mabel and Pacifica in so that they would be more comfortable.
He placed a light kiss on both of their foreheads. His girls would be safe with him.
He walked into the woods, twirling his knives in his hand. Breakfast would be served for his two girls come daybreak...
Did he just say his girls... As in, including Pacifica. He shook his head to attempt clearing it.
His heartbeat thundered an his cheeks flushed as he remembered her topless form lying on the grass.
He wildly shook his head again, ridding himself of such thoughts. He had work to do...
It had taken him two whole hours to find his prey. The herd was fast asleep, nabbing one of the deers would be child's play.
He quietly stalked up to one of the dozing deer and painlessly slit the animal's throat. Wiping away the blood, he slightly gagged as he de-skinned the deer. He was still rather new to hunting and couldn't help but feel squeamish every time he gutted an animal.
When he was done, he got rid of whatever was unneeded and made his way back to the cabin in just under half an hour.
It was four thirty. It would take the boy another half hour to gather the berries and spices required to flavor the meat. The bland taste of the meat would need to be flavored.
He got to work cutting the meat, enough for the three of them. He stored the rest in the refrigerator. He got to crushing the berries after that. All the work he was doing really helped him get his mind off the death of his parents.
He shook his head, he wouldn't let that get in his way. He had to stay strong. For Mabel at the very least.
Getting the fire going was rather easy. All he had to do was find a few dry twigs and set them ablaze with his survival lighter.
No he did not smoke..!
It was a survival lighter. For emergencies like his current situation..
He soon added fuel to the flame and it was roaring. He created a makeshift barbeque with a metal grill and a few rocks, and soon his barbeque to cook the venison was ready.
He got to covering the meat with the crushed berries, spices and herbs.
He gingerly placed the berry juice coated venison on the flame and let it cook. He felt the aroma waft in the air as he added the salt and chilli powder.
He had made sure to stock the pantry of the cabin with supplies he would need. He wasn't stupid. He and his sister would need food. And what is food that tasted horrible? Although he figured he would need to fern an extra mouth now... Not really a problem.
He looked at his watch again. It was six thirty. It would take until seven for the meat to cook. He idly twirled Dusk and Dawn in his hands as he waited for the meal to finish cooking. He had taken to twirling his blades quite often for some reason. It helped him clear his head.
When he felt the meat was cooked enough, he pulled it off the flame and onto three of the plates.
He walked into the cabin, ready to wake the girls from each of their exhaustion induced slumber.
As he walked through the door, a shriek of pain caused him to almost lose his grip on the plates.
Pacifica
Pacifica was in a room of pure white. Was she dreaming? Was she Dead!?
She felt different. Like she was floating...
But then she was suddenly falling and her eyes snapped open.
The smell of roast venison wafted through her nostrils.
Maybe Hanz was trying out a new recipe?
Wait...
Her eyes darted around the room. Well... As much as she could while lying on her back at least. Strangely her back was stiff, and her neck was at an odd angle.
She wasn't in her room. There was no memory foam mattress by her backside, nor was her pink cashmere blanket covering her. Instead it seemed to be a regularly bland spring mattress that she was lying on and a white cotton blanket draped over her by someone who wasn't her butler.
Attempting to get up, she inadvertently applied pressure on her right elbow.
A shriek of pain tore through her lungs. Her elbow felt like it was set on fire.
The events of the previous day flashed across her mind. She remembered everything that happened in pristine clarity. Being disowned, running through the forest. The rapist...
Dipper...
She began to feel butterflies in her stomach as the brunette's actions came to mind.
He saw me...
Another thought flashed across her mind.
He didn't react... Is he..? Does he not..?
The possibility of the crush being homosexual caused a shudder to go up her spine.
No. It was probably just more important to save me...
She concluded with a sigh of relief. That was when she noticed the mop of brown hair from the corner of her eyes. She tilted her head towards the boy.
"Dipper..." She breathed out. He was holding three plates in his hand, each containing some kind of meat in them.
One thing was certain, they looked scrumptious. Her tummy loudly roared, causing her to flush with embarrassment. She was starving.
Lightly chuckling, Dipper set the plates down on a coffee table and helped the girl up.
Once he was sure she was comfortable sitting down he placed the plate on her lap.
"Eat up" he smiled at her and walked over to the other side of the room to wake his sister.
Even she's here...
She then realized that is was obvious that his sister would be with him, but then thought occurred to her,
Where is here?
Mabel rubbed the sleep out her eyes, "Hey, mornin' Dippin' sauce." She mumbled. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy, like she had been crying. She also seemed a lot more quiet... She looked depressed and fragile.
"Breakfast." Dipper placed the plate on Mabel's lap when she sat up. Mabel seemed to take notice of the blonde who was seated across the room.
"Pacifica?" She gained a confused look on her face.
She turned to Dipper, "What's she doing here?" She asked her brother.
Dipper gained a serious look, "I found her in the woods... We'll talk after eating. I'm starving..." he took a bite out of his food. The rest of the meal went in silence.
There ya go.
Not much happening but a necessary evol it is...
Or is it love...
Hope y'alls enzoy...
BAI!
