Woo-hoo! Two chapters in two days! How about some pinecest with a twist ending?

Dipper slammed the attic door shut. His heart was beating so fast he thought Mabel could hear it from inside the room. He was sweating profusely, and he wiped his hands on his vest. This is so, so wrong, he thought to himself.

Dipper and Mabel were pretty close back home, but this summer was making them even closer. They went monster-hunting, fought fantastic creatures, and discovered a conspiracy involving the presidency of a lunatic, together. Heck, they even shared a room.

He thought back to the day of the party. While his main interest was Wendy, he thought Mabel looked beautiful in her new clothes. While he fought with his clones over Wendy, he knew that they would eventually fight over Mabel as well.

He talked with Tyrone about the subject the roof.

"I know its wrong, Tyrone, it's just that, I feel different when I'm near her," Dipper told his clone.

Tyrone nodded. "Yeah, I know. It may be wrong, but I think you should talk to her about it."

They both smiled and clinked their drinks. They gulped their sodas, not realizing it was Tyrone's last moments on earth.

Over the next few weeks Dipper's love grew more and more, and his heart broke at the same rate. It sucked that the girl of his dreams was his twin sister.

A few days later, Pacifica had put them Mabel over how silly she was. Dipper hated it when Mabel was so sad, and deperately tried to make her feel better. He tried to approach on that horrible subject of love, but he was too nervous to say anything. Turns out it only took a crazy presidnent to make her realize it was ok to be yourself.

Dipper thought about that. It was ok to be yourself. With a new look of determiination on his face, he opened the door and went back inside the attic. Mabel was upside down, reading a book about unicorns. When she noticed him, she put her book down. "What's wrong, Dipper?"

Dipper shifted nervously before walking over to her. "Just don't freak out, okay?" Dipper leaned over and kissed Mabel. To his surprise she didn't pull away. After a few glorious seconds they stopped. Feeling incredibly guilty, he moved toward his side of the room and sat on his bed. "Sorry about that, Mabel. I-I just don't know."

Mabel came over and put her arm around his neck. "Its okay, Dipper. I understand." She twirled a finger around her brown hair. Nervously, she said, "I kinda feel the same way about you too."

Dipper looked up surprised. "Really?" He asked. Mabel nodded. They both just stared at each other for a moment before leaning in to kiss. To their delight, their lips were nearly centimeters away from eachothers. They both looked at each other lovingly and

"PACIFICA, COULD YOU COME DOWN HERE?!" her mother yelled from the kitchen.

Pacifica was so surprised she nearly fell out of her seat. After calming down, she yelled back, "Mom, I want to be in my room right now!"

Her mother was silent for a few moments, then responded. "Pacifica, you're not allowed to be on those kind of websites."

"I'M JUST WRITING A STORY!"

Pacifica glared angrily at her computer. Ever since Mabel had nearly defeated her at the party, and Dipper had humiliated her, she desperately wanted revenge on the twins. She realized she could do that by simply writing a fake story about them being incestious lovers and post it on the internet.

Her hands tapped the keyboard as she wrote the final words. kissed each other again. Pacifica smiled as she was one click away from ruining the lives of her archenemies.

After spellchecking (the website she was posting the story on was very serious about proper spelling and grammar) her finger hovered over the ENTER key. Hoping for savor every moment, she lifted her finger high above the key. With a smug smirk, she thrusted her finger down.

But a blackout occured.

Her computer screen and the lights in the room went out. Her finger hit the button but nothing happened. Stopped by a blackout! Pacifica fumed, but realized that once the blackout ended she could just post it.

But she had never saved it to the computer.

She realized that, and with a bloodcurling scream threw the keyboard at the computer. The screen broke in a firework display of sparks. She pushed the computer off her table and sat down out of breath. Her dad ran upstairs and opened the door to her room.

"Pacifica Northwest!" he yelled in shock.

Pacifica turned around and took her anger out on her dad. "I COULD BUY OR SELL YOU OLD MAN!"

Her dad shrugged. "Fair enough." He left the room.

As she screamed in anger, Pacifica couldn't shake the feeling that the conversation with her dad was somehow a deja vu moment.

School is starting, so I hope to get out as many stories as I can before I am buried in work. Anyway, some questions to ponder: How does Pacifica know so much about the twins? I will be answering this in a later story.