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Theta K it back again once again and am ready to serve up some fanfiction goodness!
The eighth chapter is here!
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Moving on...
Warnings: Nudity, Almost touching, Excessive chirping, shortness...
Not the clearest warnings but oh well.
Yea the chapter is pretty short but it is enough i guess. Not really a whole lot of Dipifica interaction but it would have to do...
KAPLAM!
Dipper
The brunette awoke in a position he was actually pretty used to.
Sorta...
Even before he opened his eyes, he could feel the weight on his chest, but he was used to that. His sister would crawl into his bed all the time when she couldn't sleep, or if something frightened her.
When Dipper opened his eyes, he expected to see the dark brown hair of his sister he was accustomed to, but, he was greeted with a blindingly blonde mop of hair that certainly did not belong to his sister, unless she spontaneously decided to bleach her hair while he was asleep, he concluded that the chances of Mabel Pines bleaching her hair was astronomically low.
That left only one option...
Pacifica
Pacifica had a brilliant session of unconsciousness after her midnight awakening.
When her consciousness returned to her, she felt energized and reinvigorated, nothing like what she felt when she would awaken in her overpriced bed.
Although she was awake, she still had her eyes closed. She could hear the periodic thump thump of the pillow below her as it rose and fell like the waves.
Then she realized what the problem was with the picture.
Pillows. Don't. Move!
Her eyes snapped open as she shot awake, she arose to a seated position, only to be met with the deep brown orbs, that a certain Pine called eyes.
"Dipper?" Pacifica whispered.
A smile began to appear in her face, and then a crimson blush adorned her cheeks.
She had been cuddling with Dipper freaking Pines!
"Hey Sif" her blush deepened at the nickname, "Mornin'" she nodded her head at him.
"Good morning guys" an overly happy voice chirped from to her left. Pacifica turned her head to be met with the figure of none other that Mabel Pines, the brother of her crush.
"Enjoyed your pillow, Pacifica" she teased with a cheeky smirk adorning her face.
Pacifica's face resembled a tomato when she chucked her pillow at the brunette.
Mabel didn't bother dodging and let the fluffy bundle of feathers crash into her. She then giggled and threw the pillow back at Pacifica, who was hit unsuspecting of the return fire.
Pacifica grumbled under her breath as she stumbled over to the washroom, grabbing her bag on the way.
She noticed the two fairies from the corner of her eyes to be cuddling into each other, still fast asleep. She thought they looked pretty cute like that...
At that moment, Pacifica wanted to wash away her old life and start anew in her new house. In her new home and she had Dipper and Mabel Pines to help her on her quest.
She locked the door behind her as she stepped into the modest bathroom. The floor was in a checkerboard pattern with blue and pink squares. The walls were a light violet and the sink was as whit as ivory.
Pacifica figured that Dipper liked to keep his restroom clean. Averting her eyes from the blindingly white sink, her eyes were greeted with the shower. There was no bathtub, only a single showerhead adorned the bathroom.
Surrounding the showerhead was a glass encasing which had towel holders attached.
There were two towels hung on the holders. Predictability, the blue one was Dipper's and the pink one with a million stickers belonged to his sister.
The actual toilet in the room was to her left, the roll of toilet paper was used about halfway through.
She noticed the clothes hamper off on one corner was empty. Ridding herself off her dirty and muddy clothes, she placed them into the basket and glanced at her nude body in the mirror.
Her perfect skin was riddled with cuts and bruises, the biggest and most gruesome one was the scar that went straight down her sternum, to just a few inches above where her left kidney would be.
She traced a finger down the constant reminder of the fateful day when she was disowned. She winced as she reached a spot that was still sore.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts and stepped into the shower, she glanced at the knobs as she tried to figure out which one was hot and which was cold.
She then noticed the piece of red tape over the knob by her right. She twisted that one assuming it to be the hot water.
She sighed as she felt the hot water drip down her skin, she stood like that for what seemed like hours.
Her thoughts began to wander to a certain brunette. Dipper Pines had her heart in his fingertips and she wanted to stay forever in his embrace.
She began to feel herself moisten as her thoughts drifted off to imagination of how he would look shirtless, his chiseled body would resemble that of a traditional Greek deity, He would sweep her off her feet and take her wherever she wanted. They would be the two most important people to each other.
She began to blush as her hand slowly began to creep towards her womanhood.
Was she going to go it? She had never touched herself in such a way before. But...
Her actions was brought to a screeching halt, however, when she heard someone knocking vigorously at the door. Pacifica's blush deepened as she regained complete control over herself.
"Pacifica!" She heard the voice of Mabel Pines in between knocks., "Make it quick, I gotta pee!"
And there went her peace and quiet. "One sec!" She called out, all thoughts of what she had been about to do going down the metaphorical drain.
She quickly soaped herself up, forgoing the shampoo temporarily. She washed away the lather that had formed and she promptly turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around herself.
Waiting for her blush to die down, she walked over to the door and flung it open, causing the Pines girl to almost fall over at the sudden action.
"K. Thanks. Bye!" The girl darted into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her. Sh must have been holding it in for some time...
Pacifica looked around the attic, Dipper wasn't in the room. She began to worry as her paranoia got to her.
Did he leave her?
Did he abandon her?
Just then, Mabel walked out the bathroom, clearing all doubts she could have had in her head. "Dipper is downstairs, speaking with Grunkle Stan about what to do with you," she answered Pacifica's unasked question.
Pacifica began to mentally panic again as she felt a lump begin to form in her throat.
What if Stan refused to allow the Northwest to stay with them?
Would there be too many mouths to feed?
Would she be kicked onto the streets?
Would she ever get to see Dipper again?
Would-?
Her musings were cut off by the door to the attic slamming open, "He said yes!" It was the enthusiastic voice of Dipper, he had a shit eating grin on his face as he panted a little to take in the oxygen he depraved himself of when he sprinted up the stairs.
"Grunkle Stan agreed. He said that Pacifica could stay at the shack for as long as she wanted!"
"That's great!" chirped Mable as she took Pacifica into a bear hug, almost making her towel fall off her.
"Mabel get off me!" Pacifica giggled as she pushed the laughing brunette off her.
The commotion awoke the fairies.
Both of their eyes blinked open revealing their respective eyes to their new home.
"Good morning..." Elviya cutely mumbled as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She clearly wants made for mornings.
Pari on the other hand shot awake and flung herself into the air and twirled around, stretching her body around.
"Morning!" She chirped, mid twirl.
Her energetic personality was clearly reflected in her morning routine.
"Well, since everyone is awake, I guess it is time for breakfast" Dipper commented with a smile on his face.
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