Author's Note: First one-shot of many! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Alex Hirsch made Gravity Falls... Disney made Cinderella... (correct me if I'm wrong)

Wendy used to work for Stan Pines, a cheap old man who would cheat people into spending more money and getting easy free labor. But now she worked for Pacifica Northwest, the richest and snobbish girl in town. Pacifica gave what Stan didn't, college credit. This would help Wendy get into a good college.

So now we see the hard worker, well, hard at work. She was doing about a dozen dishes while mopping up the floor. Wendy was just about done until she heard a scream from an upstairs room. "WENDY!"

Wendy sighed, put down the mop and dishes, and ran upstairs to see Pacifica's grand closet a mess. Everywhere you step, one of her dresses or shoes would block your path. "Yes Pacifica?"

"Ms. Northwest to you."

Wendy took a deep breath and said while grinding her teeth, "Yes Ms. Northwest."

"Look at this!" Pacifica held out the famous skirt she almost always wears.

"What about it Ms. Northwest?"

"Don't give me that attitude!"

"Pardon me Ms. Northwest?" Pacifica was on Wendy's last nerve.

"There's a stain right there!"

Wendy squinted closely and saw a tiny water stain which was barely even noticeable.

"I need you to wash it. NOW." Pacifica threw it at Wendy's face. "Oh and the rest of these clothes are FILTHY! You HAVE to clean it."

Pacifica then went out and headed towards the screening room. Wendy got a nearby bin and started to pick up all the clothes. She walked downstairs to the basement where the laundry room was. The red-head separated the clothes by color and started to wash them. There was a yell from Mrs. Northwest. "Wendy, dear! Pacifica, Mr. Northwest and I are off to a grand opening of our new cruise ship! Watch the house for us! Toodles!" Then the door was opened and slammed.

Wendy sighed and went upstairs to the kitchen so that she could finish dishes and finish mopping up. As she finished the dishes and mopping up, she noticed a note on the grand dining table labeled, Wendy. While opening the letter, Wendy noticed that it was a very long list. It went on and on and on with chores. It said:

Dear Wendy,

We have some things for you to do including the following; repaint the mansion, re carpet the rooms, assemble the new furniture, iron all Pacifica's clothes, sort out all curtains by color, clean out the fridge and buy new groceries, mow the lawn, finish building the shed in the back, find all gold valuables in the house and replace them with the new diamond and ruby bedazzled items.

Thanks, the Northwests

Wendy's mouth was gaped wide open. It took her a while to take it all in but eventually she did. She went into the garage and took out three gallons of cream-colored paint. The red-head went out in the blazing summer heat and started to repaint the mansion. Many hours later, she finally finished painting the mansion. Next on the list was to re carpet the rooms. Wendy knew she wasn't gonna re carpet the entire mansion. So she counted up all her money, and called in a friends of hers who could re carpet the rooms in no time. He could also mow lawns and build sheds.

So her friend came with his crew and they went to work. Meanwhile, she started to assemble the new furniture. It was a lot of hard work. She even managed to get a cut on her arm in the process. A new living room was finished and re furnished in a couple of hours.

Now it was time to iron all of Pacifica's clothes. Wendy was just about to get the clothes from the washing machine when there was a ring at the door bell. Wendy carefully walked over the workers and made it to the front door. She wiped the dirt off from her face but just smudged it instead. Who cares, thought Wendy.

The girl proceeded to open the door. It was Mabel Pines. "Hey Mabel! What's up?"

"Nothing much, Wendy. Pacifica giving you a hard time?"

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

"Anyways, your dad said I would find you here. Here's an invitation to the big Shack party as Stan wants to call it."

Wendy looked at the yellow flier that resembled the invitation from last time. "Cool. Can I get free admission? I mean I used to work there and all."

"I guess. Just slip in through the roof. Hey, what's going on in there?" Mabel looked inside the mansion to see the tile floor being redone.

"Chores."

"Oh. Well I would offer to help but Stan's making me hand out fliers. Have fun! See you at the party!" Mabel then left.

Wendy sighed and closed the door. She carefully made her way to the basement and started to iron all of Pacifica's clothes. Hours passed and Wendy paid her friend and his crew. She checked the list again and checked off the list. Wendy had repainted the mansion, the rooms were re carpeted, she assembled the new furniture, and just finished ironing all Pacifica's clothes. She had also just sorted out all curtains by color, cleaned out the fridge, ordered new groceries and was putting them in fridge. The lawn was mowed and the shed was finished and painted. Wendy also bedazzled it for some extra college credit. All that was left was to find all gold valuables and replace them diamond and ruby bedazzled items.

Wendy was about to reach for the nearest golden item when she heard her name being called from outside. It was Pacifica and her parents. She rushed over to the door and put the flier in her sleeve. The red-head opened the door and saw Mr. and Mrs. Northwest rush past her. "Sorry Wendy. Mr. Northwest and I have to rush to change and go to the airport. We'll be going to New York for another opening. Take care of Pacifica for us."

Wendy smiled and nodded. Pacifica on the other hand sat on the couch and looked through the mail. "Where's my invitation?"

"What invitation?" Wendy said as she closed the door.

"The invitation to the Shack party."

"There's a Shack party?"

"Don't play dumb with me. I heard everyone talking about it."

Wendy tucked the flier deeper in her sleeve.

"Well? Where is the stinking invitation!" Pacifica started to throw a tantrum.

Mrs. Northwest went through the back door and said, "Oh and don't replace the gold pieces, Wendy. Rubies and diamonds are so la mode d'hier."

And with that said, Pacifica's parents left. Wendy waved good-bye to them and then the flier stood out of his sleeve. Pacifica ran up at Wendy and grabbed the invitation.

"Y-you...y-you...LIAR!" Pacifica ran upstairs with the invitation. "Looks like I'm going to a party."

Author's Note: First one-shot done! What did you guys think? Put in the reviews what you think and put some ideas of ships or what you want me to write about. Hope you liked it!