Teenage Gravity Falls
Chapter 12: Fireflies
by: truefaller
One Day Later
Dipper is shaking as he writes his first letter to Pacifica. This plan has to go off without a hitch, or it could have dire consequences. He writes:
Dear Pacifica,
I know that it has only been a day without seeing you but it feels like a lifetime. I miss you, your smile, your laugh. Everything about you. You are the best thing to happen to me in a long time. I only wish your father wasn't in the way. But have no fear, I will never leave you. I will protect you. Meet me tonight in the woods at 10:00, where we first met earlier this summer. I will be waiting for you.
Love,
Dipper
Dipper sighs as he looks over his letter. He wishes it didn't have to be this way. He wipes a single tear from his eye. No, he will never give up Pacifica. He loves her. Dipper walks to the mansion. It is a fifteen minute walk, but the weather is nice. A slight breeze rustles his hair. He stops as he gets to the prison Pacifica has to call home. The big hilltop mansion, however fancy and expensive, seems dark and evil to him. His fair maiden is imprisoned in this giant building. It is up to him to rescue her before it is too late. His eyes dart around, and he slips the letter under the trash can. Such a small piece of paper can be such an important thing. Dipper looks up and can see a small figure watching him. Pacifica. He can't wave, her dad might be nearby, so he reaches up to adjust his hat. He hoped Pacifica would know it meant that he loved her, and somehow she did. From then on it became his signal to Pacifica.
Later that night, Pacifica puts pillows under her covers to make it look like she is sleeping. Not that her parents were going to check on her, anyway, but she had to play it safe. Pacifica creeps down the stairs and unlocks a window. She carefully climbs out and makes a run for the woods. She finds the spot that Dipper had been talking about and her jaw drops. Fireflies are everywhere, illuminating the dark forest. She can hear a creek trickling in the background. Dipper has set out a picnic blanket with a candle.
"It's beautiful," she whispers. Nobody but Dipper could hear her, but she didn't want to disturb the peaceful silence.
"I'm glad you like it." Dipper says, smiling. THe fireflies add a soft glow to his face, and a gentle breeze moves his hair.
"Thank you for rescuing me. That place, it-it''s," Pacifica had trouble finding the right words. Dipper grabs her hand and has her sit down.
"You don't have to talk about it. We can just enjoy the quiet." Dipper says. He could stare at her for hours. The moon shines in her eyes, lighting them up like the glow of a thousand fireflies. Her long, blonde locks float gently in the breeze.
"That sounds perfect." says Pacifica. Sometimes, you just want to enjoy the silence with someone you care about. Dipper lays down on the blanket. Pacifica rests her head on his chest. They watch the fireflies dance around in the moonlight. Dipper and Pacifica look into each other's eyes. Dipper can tell what she is thinking. He grabs her hand.
"May I have this dance?" He asks her.
"Of course." Pacifica responds. Dipper puts his hands on her waist and she puts her hand on his shoulders. She has to reach as high as she can and stand on her tip-toes to reach him, but neither of them care. They dance as the fireflies swirl around them, illuminating their makeshift dance floor. Not even the moon's bright beams could match the ones on their faces. They dance until they are exhausted. They collapse onto the ground, breathing heavily and laughing for no reason at all, which is the best reason to laugh. Pacifica looks deep into Dipper's brown eyes. All she can see is love.