Chapter 5: Welcome to the Mystery Shack
Dipper's POV
We started to head for the door. Pacifica was pulling me leading the way. I was still embarrassed about what just happened. Her face was so close to mine. All I had to do was make the first move and we could have kissed! But I was so shy that I couldn't even move. And before I knew it my chance was gone. I started to hate myself inside, but who could blame me, I just found out I had feelings for her last night after we left the party. ME, Dipper Pines, had a crush on the rich and beautiful Pacifica Northwest.
I started to shake my head thinking, "GOD Dipper! What have you gotten yourself into!"
"Do you really think you have a chance with her? Do you only fall in love with people that are out of your league? First it was Wendy, who was older than you and hardly ever noticed you. You finally got over her as she made it clear that we were just friends a couple of weeks ago. But now you fell in love with a billionaire's daughter. Yes, she is the same age as me and she actually notices me, but she lives in a total different world than me!"
As we reached the porch, I began to ponder. Maybe it's better that we live in different worlds. In her world, she won't be able to escape from her parents, but in mine, I should be able to hide her and keep anything bad from happening to her. It will be a big adjustment for the both of us having to live with each other. But I didn't mind, because I wanted to be closer to her anyways. Her words still rang in his head, "Unless you are willing to do anything for me, you shouldn't make promises you can't keep."
I'm going to keep my promise, she might not realize it yet, but I AM willing to do ANYTHING to keep her safe. Even marriage! She might have been teasing me, but thinking about it, I wouldn't mind marrying Pacifica. Not because she's rich, but because I can see myself happily spending the rest of my life together with her. She was attractive, smart, independent, and even though she puts on a tough front, she has a cute embarrassed and soft side to her. It would be a dream come true.
"Not only would she make a great wife but I bet the sex would be ama-", I stopped thinking as I finally noticed that Pacifica was staring at me as we were just standing in front of the door on the porch.
"What are you thinking about with such a big grin on your face?", she asked with a questioning look.
I tried to shake the dirty images of Pacifica and me out of my mind but it was no use! I started turning red again in embarrassment. The hand that was holding hers was starting to get really sweaty.
Noticing how nervous I was acting, she asked, "You weren't thinking anything dirty were you?"
I shook my head saying no so hard, that it felt like my neck was going to snap.
"Hmmm… I guess I'm going to have to keep a closer eye on you then", she said.
She then went from holding my hand to holding my entire arm. If I could turn any more red, I did right then because I could feel her giant breasts starting to wrap around my arm as she held it tightly.
"U-Umm…P-Pacifica!", I asked
"Ya", she said feeling content about holding my arm.
"I-I kinda just noticed this…" I spoke in a nervous voice
She was now staring at me with her big emerald eyes and a questioning look again.
I looked away trying to gain what little strength I had against her to ask my question.
"B-But U-Umm.. A-Are you not w-wearing a bra?
As I looked back I could see the now surprised expression on her face as she was remembering that she wasn't wearing one because they didn't fit anymore. I thought for a moment she would loosen her grip then push me away screaming, "Pervert!" But she didn't. In fact, her grip got even tighter!
Her face was almost as red as mine as she slowly turned her head away and nervously said, "O-Oh! I had completely forgotten… D-Does it bother you that much?"
"W-Well it is a little distracting, b-but being a guy, I have to be truthful and say I-I don't really mind!", I said
"So I-I can keep holding your arm? I'm kinda still really nervous about going in there.", she quietly murmured.
"As long as you don't mind, I'm ok with it!", I spat out.
I then with my other hand opened the door for the both of us.
We entered the dark shack, all the lights were off except for the light in Stan's office that was always on. The door was closed almost all the way so I couldn't really tell if Stan was still awake. There was no sight of Mabel either. Before I left to check on Pacifica, she gave up on the sleepover and went to bed all frustrated.
I put a finger over my mouth to tell Pacifica we needed to be real quite. With her still holding my arm tightly we slowly and quietly made our way to the kitchen where Stan kept the med-kit. As we made it to the kitchen, I made a motion to tell Pacifica she had to let go of my arm for a sec as I get the med-kit. But before I did, I turned on a lamp near the kitchen table that Stan used for reading.
The med-kit was on a shelf above the kitchen table. While questioning why Stan kept it so high that we couldn't reach it in an emergency, I started to climb on top of the table. I should be able to reach it on top of it. But as I grabbed it, I found out it was bigger and heavier than I thought. As it came off the shelf, I thought it was going to crush me and wake the whole shack, but after seeing Pacifica worried, I found strength I didn't know I had and was able to regain my footing and balance. Pacifica looked relieved as I slowly put the med-kit on the table and climbed into one of the seats. I motioned for her to grab a towel and put it under the sink to get it nice and wet. Then I motioned for her to come closer and sit next to me as I opened the med-kit. I looked through it to find what I needed and set it to the side. Some disinfectant, butterfly bandages, elastic wrap, gauze, a large bandage, and a couple instant cold packs. I took the wet towel from her and moved closer to her face.
"This might hurt a little…" I whispered
I started to dab the wet towel on her face to clean it up. Make-up, tears, sweat, blood, and dirt covered her face. A lot has happened in one night. I was especially careful around what looked like a huge gash, where she kept quietly flinching in pain. But after cleaning it up, it wasn't as deep or as bad as I had originally thought. In fact, I believed it would heal in a matter of days if taken care of now.
"Good news!", I quietly whispered
"I don't think you'll need stitches and it will leave a scar. It looks like it will heal in a couple of days!"
I then saw Pacifica with a look of relief. She was happy that Dipper would be able to see her perfect face again.
I then slowly got up, washed and ringed the towel to make it a little more dry. I then quietly made my way back to her and grabbed the disinfectant.
I opened the bottle and put the towel over the opening. I then dunked it till the towel soaked up a good amount of disinfectant. I put the disinfectant down.
"Ok, this is going to hurt a lot", I whispered to Pacifica.
Before I could start Pacifica whispered, "Wait!"
I looked at her as she was nervously shuffling in her seat knowing the pain that was coming.
"Pacifica we need to do this so it doesn't get infected!"
"Easy for you to say, you aren't the one who's going to be in pain!" she anxiously whispered.
"I can change that…" I said
Pacifica stared at me.
"When Mabel was little I use to always do this kind of thing because she always got herself hurt. She always said the same thing, so I let her bite my arm so we were always in the same amount of pain. It was kind of a twin thing. I suffer, you suffer, we suffer together kinda thing. Of course I never bit her but I was never such a baby about it.", I whispered
"Are you saying I'm being a baby?", Pacifica said
"N-No No, I'm just thinking, if you want, we could do the same thing I did with my sister?", I said
Pacifica turned away embarrassed and said, "But I don't want to hurt you…"
"Pacifica I used to do this with MABEL when she had braces on! There's no way you could hurt me more than when she did it."
This was of course a lie. The bite of Mabel with braces as a kid would be nothing compared to her bit as a teenager today without braces. In fact the reason we didn't do that kind of thing anymore was because Mabel saw how much she was hurting me. But I couldn't let Pacifica know that, I had to give her the confidence that it would be alright.
Pacifica took a few moments to think about it, but then agreed that it would for some strange reason make her feel better.
I lifted my arm in front of her, she hesitated and blushed at the thought of a part of Dipper being in her mouth, but then quickly but gently bit down on my arm.
Pacifica thought the salty taste of sweat from running with her in the woods was sweat and tasty. She almost started licking the chunk in her mouth but stopped when she realized what was about to happen.
I was slowly moving the disinfected cloth towards her gash, and as the cloth touched it, I felt what I thought was a dog biting my arm trying to rip off a piece. The pain was worse than I thought but I couldn't show any sign of weakness, so I kept wiping her gash. A white foam started coming from her gash. From experience I knew this meant that it was working and that the wound was now trying to heal itself. Pacifica was still biting down in pain now holding my shirt tight in her hands. She was flinching in pain. I wiped the foam off of her gash with the other end of the towel and tried to soak up tears that was coming from Pacifica's eyes so they wouldn't get in the now disinfected wound. I then put the cloth down and grabbed the butterfly bandages, I put two on her gash. The butterfly bandages did their job as they were made for this kind of wound. The bandages pull both sides of the gash together so it can heal itself. I then put a big square bandage on top of the gash and butterfly bandages so they wouldn't get wet from the tears.
I look over to Pacifica who still had her eyes closed and my arm in her mouth, it looks like the worst of the pain from the disinfectant was gone. I couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, I'm done fixing it, are you alright?", I said to her
Pacifica stated to relax after hearing the worse was over, but something was different. The salty taste was no longer on his arm. Instead the taste was replaced with the taste of blood. Realizing this, she quickly took her mouth out of her crushes arm, but she realized how far her teeth went into it as her bite let go. Dipper then wiped the blood that was dripping from her mouth.
"Oh My God Dipper! I'm so sorry! I was in so much pain I didn't realize how hard I was biting!", she said.
"It's fine, I don't even feel the pain anymore", he said
They both looked down at his arm that had a bloody bite mark that was still bleeding.
Pacifica quickly grabbed the gauze Dipper set out and started wrapping it around his wound. Now Dipper started flinching, now that feeling was starting to come back to his arm.
"I'm so sorry", she said as she then grabbed the elastic wrap and started wrapping the gauze with it.
"It's fine, really, now we can both heal during the next couple of days", I said with a smile.
After Pacifica was done wrapping my arm, I then grabbed the two instant cold packs. I crushed them both in my hands and then gave one for Pacifica to hold on her eye. And I held the other one to the hand-print bruise on her arm. We then sat there in silence.
Until…. We heard someone clearing their throat from behind us. I looked back to see Grunkle Stan leaning against the doorway behind us.
"You guys look like shit!", Stan said
We sat there stunned. But I was able to ask, "How long have you been there?"
"Since you started cleaning the blood off Pacifica's face.", Stan said
"Why didn't you say anything", I screamed
"It seemed like you had everything taken care of, I've only taught you how to use everything in the med-kit like fifty times."
"Please tell me you haven't called her parents yet!", I yelled
Pacifica started to tear up before Stan could even answer the question.
Stan suddenly look serious as he stepped into the kitchen and stood over Dipper.
"I was about to, but then I saw the hand-print on her arm."
A great sigh in relief came from me and Pacifica, and she began to wipe the incoming tears from her face so the bandage wouldn't get so wet that we would have to change it.
"Dipper… Mind telling me what the hell is going on?", said Grunkle Stan as he stood over the both of us with his arms crossed and a concerned look on his face.
"Before I can explain anything, you must promise no matter what not to call her parents!", I said
"And why is that?", said Grunkle Stan.
"PROMISE ME!", Dipper shouted not backing down.
Stan was surprised. He has never seen Dipper so serious or so worried before. It was clear that the situation was worse than he originally thought and Dipper wanted his trust. Stan stood there thinking that Dipper has never asked anything of him, but now he was desperately pleading with him. Why? Why doesn't he want me to call her parents? He looked at Pacifica and a possible situation entered his mind, though he hoped it wasn't true. But in the end, there was only one way to find out.
"I promise", he finally said with a serious tone.
"You promise on your life!", I shouted
Stan looked at me and said, "Yes"
Satisfied, I looked from Stan to Pacifica. I still had a serious face when I asked her, "Would you like to tell him, or shall I?"
Still nervous, Pacifica answered, "I think it would be better coming from me"
"Are you sure? You haven't even told me the details. Weill you be fine?", I said with now a concerned look.
"Of course I won't be fine! But it needs to be said!" she screamed
Stan then took the seat next to her that I used, and looked at Pacifica. He now was able to get a good look at her.
"What happened?", he asked
I stood next to the counter and we both listened to what Pacifica had to say.
Pacifica started to explain everything slow, but soon her words just started to spill out. She tried to describe every detail frantically as tears poured down her cheeks. Stan doesn't interrupt her. He didn't have to ask anything. Pacifica started from the beginning telling them how her parents have been abusing her for the past couple of years, but it seemed to be getting worse as this summer went on. She said how they used bells to control her actions, like a newspaper to a dogs nose, which was why she hated bells so much. She explained exactly what happened after the party, and how Dipper came to find her and help make their escape. She also explained why they couldn't trust anyone in Gravity Falls and how much power her parents had over everyone. And that if they found her, she was afraid she would be killed.
At the end of it, Pacifica was still crying, and Stan at first just awkwardly stared. But then, as he sat next to Pacifica, he patted her on the back, then brought her in for a hug. They were small gestures, but after finally being able to tell her story, they made her feel a lot better.
"Now do you understand?", I said
"Yes… I had a hunch that it was something like this because of the hand-print on her arm. But it was much worse. I never thought anybody was able to do something like this.", Stan said
"Stan", Dipper said
"I want her to stay with us!"
"Well, of course she is! What do you think I am, heartless! But on one condition. Tomorrow we will explain everything to Mabel and she will make a disguise for you. You will then trade shifts working at the shack with the twins! If somebody found out I was letting someone live here and I wasn't having them work, they would get suspicious. I will of course pay you and make sure one of the twins are next to you at all times. But that is my one condition."
"Then if I'm to follow that condition, I have a condition of my own!", said Pacifica
"My condition is… that Dipper will be next to me wherever and whenever I want!", Pacifica spat out nervously.
"W-WHAT!" Dipper screamed nervously now blushing
"After everything you've been through, I'd punch him if he didn't! DEAL!", said Stan with a chuckle.
Pacifica's tears were nowhere to be found as the huge blushing smile appeared on her face.
"Wait, you know what you're saying right Stan!", Dipper yelled
Stan walked out of the kitchen and yelled, "Of course I do! Go easy on him Pacifica! I need him to work at the shack too!"
Before I could look to Pacifica and ask what that condition was about, Stan came back sticking his head in the doorway and said, "Oh ya, your bed is in the guest room for tonight! And one more thing… Welcome to the Mystery Shack!"
Writer Notes: Hey everyone, Thomas here. The Dipcifica is finally living together! I can't wait to see how my story progresses. Maybe the reason why this story is rated Mature will show up in the next couple of chapters. I don't know, I'll have to see where it goes. Expect at least one update every week if not more, sometimes twice a day like today. If you have any compliments or advice, please print what you think and leave suggestions! Thanks!