XXPay4XtraShippingsXX-Yep, Pacifica is Frisk in this fanfic XD-Kinda weird I know. In most Gravity Falls Undertale AU stuff I've seen on Tumblr Dipper and Mabel share the role of Frisk, but I have something ELSE in mind for them. Also, TBH I'm kinda disappointed that Pacifica didn't get a bit more character development in the show. Hence, she's the central character here.

Also, to anyone who might have been reading this, I'm sorry I didn't update sooner-there's been some stuff going on in my life. You remember how back in 'A Place for Him' I mentioned that I was going to have to start looking for jobs since I finished college? Well, I've been looking online, and I was actually lucky enough to snag TWO interviews in the last couple of days. I think I might actually have a chance at getting hired at one of them pretty soon-at my SFE interview yesterday, the lady said she wants me back for an orientation tomorrow. This could be it guys-wish me luck! Enough of that though, on with the story!

Disclaimer: All I own is my own imagination, and nothing more.

The first thing Pacifica was aware of as she woke up was that it was cold. AND she was lying flat on her face. A gasp escaped the little blonde's throat, the thought of her beautiful face being damaged jarring her awake. She shot up, pulling herself into a sitting position as she felt her face. Thankfully, it felt okay.

"Well, that's a relief." She said out loud to no one. Her vanity satisfied, Pacifica stood up and looked around. "Now, where the heck am I?" It was mostly black all around her, though Pacifica could see that she'd landed in a bed of yellow flowers. Well, that would explain why she hadn't gotten hurt.

Pacifica thought back to what had happened. She was running, and she fell…and now she was here. A horrible thought crossed her mind.

"Wait. Am I DEAD?!" She put her hand to her mouth in horror, feeling her warm breath against her own skin as she gasped. Her momentary panic immediately vanished. She was still breathing, which meant she was still alive. Pacifica sighed, putting her hands on her hips.

"At least I'm alive. For a second, I was worried that I'd died in this outfit." She frowned down at her striped sweater and shorts. "How far down did I fall?" She shook her head. "Well, guess it makes no sense for me to just stand here talking to myself."

After brushing some pollen off herself, Pacifica walked down the path, and was surprised to see that it led to a stone entrance.

"What the…?"

Suddenly, she remembered the stories she'd heard. Long ago, there had been a war between humans and monsters. The humans won, and drove the monsters underground. Pacifica hadn't believed them, of course. They were just fairy tales meant to scare babies and poor people.

But now, standing here and seeing this, she was beginning to have her doubts. Pacifica sighed, mentally preparing herself.

Just hope they don't eat me…

With that, she walked inside…and was surprised at what was waiting for her on the other side.

There in the ruins was a yellow flower, growing from a single green patch. It wouldn't have been such a big deal-except that the flower had a single eye in the middle of its petals.

"Well, well, well!" The flower spoke in an echoing, high-pitched voice. "Someone new, huh?"

"Augh! You can TALK?!" Pacifica gasped, backing away a little in surprise and fear.

"Don't worry kid, I don't bite." The cycloptic flower chuckled a little. "Name's Bill."

"'Bill'?" Pacifica raised an eyebrow. "A flower named 'Bill'?"

"So, guessing this is your first time down here, huh?" Bill asked. "Bet you're pretty confused right now?"

"Well yeah I'm confused!" Pacifica snapped. "I'm millions of miles underground, and a flower is talking to me! What's going on here?!" Bill just chuckled.

"Cool your jets, blondie. I'll teach you how things work around here." Suddenly, Pacifica became aware of a red glow from below her. She looked down, and her eyes widened as she saw the image of a heart appearing on her sweater.

"What the heck?! How are you doing that?!"

"Relax kid." Bill said. "That there's your soul." Seeing Pacifica put her hands over it, he laughed again. "I'm not trying to steal it or anything, if that's what you're wondering. Anyway, souls aren't taken that easily."

"'That' easily?!" Now the blonde was starting to freak out.

"Anyway," The flower continued, "Your soul's the very culmination of your being. It starts out weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV."

"LV?" Pacifica raised an eyebrow. "What does that stand for?"

"Love, of course!"

Yep, she'd died. Pacifica Northwest had died upon impact, and was now in some fairy land. That was the only rational explanation she could come up for all of this. How she had ended up in some mysterious ruins, where a cyclops flower was talking to her about her soul and love and all that junk.

Well that or she was in a coma somewhere, and this was all a crazy dream.

"'Love'?"

"Yeah! You want some, don't you?"

"Uh…" Pacifica took a step back, and Bill chuckled.

"Don't look so scared, kid! I'll share some with you!" Somehow, he was able to move one of his petals, so it looked like it was pointing at Pacifica. A beam shot out before she could move, and Pacifica cried out in pain as her 'soul' was struck.

"AH HA HA HA!" Bill laughed, suddenly not looking or sounding so friendly. "I can't believe you fell for that!" Pacifica looked at him in fear.

"What did you do?!" She asked, terrified.

"One thing you've got to learn blondie, in this world it's kill or be killed!" Bill laughed again. "How could I pass up an opportunity like this?!"

"You're insane!" Pacifica pulled herself up. "I'm outta here!"

"I don't think so!" Bill's voice got ominously deep, the last two words echoing off the ruins. Pacifica gasped as he changed from yellow to red, his eye turning black with a white pupil.

Pacifica couldn't believe it. Was she really about to be killed by a FLOWER?!

No. This isn't possible!

"DIE."

"Kid, get down!"

Both Pacifica and Bill turned towards the source of the new voice. An energy orb headed in their direction, causing Bill's roots to rip out of the ground as he went flying. Pacifica just barely managed to move out of the way before the blast got her, too. Steadying herself, she looked over at her savior as he stepped forward.

Her first impression was of an elderly man with broad shoulders, thick glasses and a purple and white suit. Then she noticed he had horns. And a snout. And floppy ears. Not to mention he was covered in white fur.

Before Pacifica could decide whether or not the gray hair on top of his head was human hair or just differently colored fur, the goat man sighed, shaking his head.

"Sorry about that guy. Real pain in the butt." He looked at her. "You okay there, kid?"

"Uh…I guess?" Pacifica looked down at her chest, suddenly noticing that her 'soul' had faded.

"Name's Stan." The goat man said. "I look after these here ruins, and come by to see if anyone's fallen down. Cause trust me, you ain't the only one. Though you're the first in a long time…" His voice was gruff, but he didn't seem dangerous. He almost seemed like someone's grumpy grandpa-well except for…

"You're a goat." Pacifica said. That was one thing about growing up in a snooty rich family-her parents never taught her manners. The closest thing they had was the BELL, and that was only for when she disobeyed them.

Stan wasn't amused.

"Yeah, I'm a goat. What's your point?"

"Well…"

"Let's get going." Stan interrupted before she could finish. "Let's get you out of these catacombs."

"Hold on!" Pacifica held up her hands. "The last person I met down here tried to kill me! Why should I trust you?!"

"Cause I just saved you from him?" Stan pointed out. A blush crossed Pacifica's cheeks.

Right…

"So, unless you'd like to take your chances facing him again…"

"No!"

"Well, come on!" Stan turned to walk off. "It's this way." Pacifica didn't move right away.

She was in a strange place far from home, lost, confused, and even though she didn't admit it to herself; scared. But at the moment, this literal old goat seemed to be the only person she could trust. So with a gulp, she followed him further into the underground.

A/N: Yep, Stan's Toriel XD I actually did a ton of art on my Tumblr page for Under Gravity if you'd like to take a look at who's who: Under%20Gravity Though there ARE some spoilers...fair warning. And I'm sorry this wasn't that good-but then, it IS just the beginning of the story. And I don't plan for it to be EXACTLY like Undertale-there are going to be some changes. All the same, send in some reviews, please!