So yeah, writing this right after I uploaded the first one. So far... 0 views. Good job uploading it at a time nobody is watching. This chapter has a lot of cursing and if you don't like or don't care for this specific type of language then you'll be free to skip about half of the fanfic or you could just fuck off of my fanfic and go read something else. Oh that's mean isn't it. Sorry. But the message still stands.

And in case I need to clear that up: The following chapter may contain language that some people may find crude, vulgar, or objectionable. The author makes no apologies for this. In fact, he is quite proud of it. This fanfic is intended for mature audiences only. If you are uptight, puritanical, easily offended, or lacking a sense of humor, please stop reading this fanfic and leave the internet. Now.

Read & Review, I hope you all like it.

-IC

Chapter 2: Hope It Was A Dream, Or Maybe A Nightmare

I woke up with a start, the yellow triangle fading from my eyes as they adjusted to the darkness around me. I'd had the same triangle every few weeks or so since the sock opera, Bill had come back and taken control of my body again and made me... I can't remember. It doesn't matter now, I've woken up. I try to stand up and find myself still tied to the couch leg. I grunt and manage to fit my shoulder under the couch and lift it up slightly, enough to get the ropes off. I smile and get up, stretching my legs. I slide the knot under my legs and get a knife from the kitchen to cut it off. I turn off the kitchen light and start feeling my way to the stairs and then to my bed, which I collapse in gratefully, taking my hat off and setting it on the table, not caring that the 'makeup' is getting on my pillow and I fall asleep shortly after.

I awaken feeling sick, the nightmare I just experienced running through my mind, my parents being angry at me for going back to the old Mystery Shack with it's poor inhabitants, especially Dipper. I pull myself off the sleeping bags Mabel had arranged on the floor and start walking, up the stairs and next to the bed with the sleeping inhabitant. I tap Dipper on the shoulder and his eyes flicker open, going wide when he notices who I am.

"Hey Pacifica, what are you doing awake?" He asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, smearing the marker around his eyes in the process. His eyes open, attentive as always, his cute little... What was I doing again? "Pacifica? You there?" Oh right.

"Yeah sorry, I guess I'm still kind of asleep. I just had a nightmare and I wanted someone to talk to."

"Well you've woken me up... You wanna watch one of Stan's old movies?"

"Sure" I stand up and Dipper follows me down the stairs.

I continue rubbing my eyes, trying to wake myself up. I give it up and resign to the half awake state I'm in and simply focus on following Pacifica, my eyes firmly to the back of her head, her back, she moves her hips when she walks. Oh look, down boy we have guests over. Hold your gut in, close your eyes, count to 10 and... gone. I focus on being quiet around the sleeping girls and grab a movie from the wall. Except none of them are labeled. Great, Stan was so cheap that he pirated movies, he probably had labels on these but they're gone now. I pick one and slide it into the movie player and turn on the TV, sitting next to Pacifica on the couch and turning the volume low enough they won't wake up. The credits are coming up now... A Nightmare on Pine Street Well shit, I've probably fucked up horribly, well too late now. I lean back and focus on not pissing myself.

Oh my god. Why did he choose a scary movie this late? Does this not scare him? Is that why he does all this stuff with the supernatural? None of it scares him? Oh my god that girl just got killed, did he even flinch? Alright I have to ask him.
"Doesn't this scare you?"
"What? Oh, no... Ok yeah, it's scaring the crap out of me, it's all I can take not to scream" That makes me feel better, I don't think he's lying either.
"I thought that was why you did all this supernatural stuff, because you weren't scared of it?"
"No not really, I'm always scared, it's mostly that I'm more curious than scared, and I don't like not knowing something" That makes sense. Oh shit that guy got pulled into his bed, and all that blood oh God.

I can't believe Pacifica didn't realize I was scared, that's a laugh, me being unafraid. God, that guy got pulled into his bed, and all that blood! I need to look away before I scream, something, I need to find something to focus on... Is Pacifica hugging me? I look down and see her holding onto me and burying her face in my chest. She looks pretty cu- What. What am I thinking? Oh god what the fuck am I thinking? Do I honestly think Pacifica is cute? Oh sure she's pretty, anyone can look pretty with enough money, but cute? And she doesn't have any of that rich makeover stuff on, I'm seeing that now, she's got some leftover makeup on but her hair is down and she's just wearing pajamas, very soft, silky, well of course they're silky they're silk. And I bet she... I bet she...

What's that on my head? Wait what am I doing? The scene in the movie has passed and... And I'm holding onto Dipper. Why am I not letting go? Shouldn't I be pulling away now? Wait, why hasn't he pulled away? Has, has he fallen asleep? Why would he fall- Well you woke him up so late Pacifica, there's a reason why, I'm surprised he stayed awake this long. Alright now move slowly and get out from under him. Get out from under him. Pacifica why aren't you getting out from under him. Well he is really warm, and the ventilation is horrible in this place, it's hot as hell everywhere else but here it's chilly. It wouldn't be that bad if I just. If I just fall asleep for a minute, I'll wake up and move and let him sleep here, plus it's warmer in the sleeping bag... Probably. I can just curl up on his chest here and...

What- What am I... Where am I... Ok I'm on the couch in the living room, I must have fallen asleep, what time is it? The clock on the movie player says 4 am. Stan will be up to open the Shack in an hour and a half, I should get ready and get these guys awake and out before tourists start coming in around 7. How did I get here again? I thought I was in our room. Oh right Pacifica woke me up. She wanted to talk after she had a nightmare. And then the movie I chose turned out to be a horror flick, great job Dipper. I chuckle as I remember something else, she thought I wasn't afraid of the movie, or the supernatural stuff. That's hard to imagine, a Dipper like that. And then another scary part came along and I... Right I needed to find something else to focus on, I looked around and saw... a plant! No that wasn't it. I looked around and found... Yes, Pacifica was. Pacifica was holding onto me, oh of course that's fine, she was scared and clung to the nearest human, I've done that with Mabel tons of times, even Soos a few times. And then I fell asleep, yeah she did wake me up late, it was probably midnight or later. Alright and... Why is Pacifica on me? Wait. Wait she's fucking on me? Why is she still holding onto me? Don't tell me she fell asleep before moving away from me. Well... How... How am I supposed to get up, she's clinging to me tighter than fur. Like llama fur. Fuck, what am I even saying? I clearly did not get enough sleep. Alright move her fingers away so I can leave and... And of course her eyes had to open at that moment.

Who's holding my hands? Who- Why is Dipper looking at me like that? And why is he holding my hands? It's not a bad feeling- What am I even thinking? I jerk my hands away and we stare at each other for awhile before the interruption of their Great Uncle Stan in full conman clothes walking through humming some tune. I almost laugh from the way the tension ended and we get up and I gather my things. He starts waking up the girls and I ask him to tell Mabel that I had to go, my parents would be looking for me soon. He looks at me again, like I've done something strange, I just realize he still has that marker around his face and I laugh for a second before putting on a grin and saying good bye. It's like he woke up again when he jerks but he puts on a grin as well and says bye. I leave with his face at the front of my mind and call Johnathan to pick me up.

I stand next to the register, talking to Wendy. "Yeah I suppose it is," I say to her, "A trial run"

Hey all, I hope you liked this chapter. Yes it's kind of OOC for Dipper to curse but it's hard, at least from my perspective, to get across his emotions quite right without some form of emphatic.

Any and all criticisms I'd be happy to read, just put them in a review, or better yet PM me if you want me to find out about it faster. I'll try to get back to you on it as soon as I can.

Any plot holes or anything else hard to read please review and tell me what's wrong so I can fix it. Bonus points to anyone who can tell me from what video I got the warning I said at the beginning of this chapter. Bonus points being you mentioned at the start of the next chapter.

Hope you all liked it.

-IC