So, this is the last chapter...
Even though I said it in the last part, THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who favorited, followed or posted a review for this fanfiction! Seriously, all of you guys are SUPER AMAZING. Thank you soooooo much!
There will a few announcements at the end of the chapter. But for now, I hope you enjoy!
Priscilla was still lying on her giant four poster bed, looking straight at the ceiling. A wave of shivers when down her spine when she was starting to hear screaming down the hallways outside of her room. She almost fainted when she heard frantic slamming on her door.
"Priscilla? Priscilla, it's me!" a man screamed from the outside. Priscilla instantly recognized it was her husband.
She rushed over to the doors, bare-footed, and unlocked the golden knobs of the door. Priscilla then saw her husband, looking stressed, almost to the point where he would rip off his own suit from his strain and stress.
"P-P-Preston!" Priscilla gasped, as she opened the door wide enough for her husband to enter in. Preston entered inside quickly, slammed the door as soon as he was inside, and locked the knobs. He looked at his wife before he headed over to his bed and collapsed from exhaustion. Priscilla gasped again, before being interrupted by another loud knock at the door.
"Preston Northwest! We know you're in there!" a guest screamed, Priscilla noting that it was Marius von Fundshauser, one of the foreign guests of the party. He gave two more slams on the door. "Come out and apologize to us!"
Preston curled up into a ball on his bed, and screamed a harsh 'no' as his response. Priscilla didn't know what to do anymore, so she just gave a back and forth stare at the door and her husband. She felt almost guilty that she couldn't do anything.
"Preston! What's going on?" Priscilla asked hesitatingly, making her way to her husband. She sat down on the edge of the mattress and stared at him, desperate. She tried her best to ignore the screaming outside.
Preston shivered a bit, before he let out a tired sigh."Priscilla... I tried, okay? I tried to end this madness, but something always just screws up!" Preston replied, turning around so he could face his wife. "It's always Pacifica and that rat who always ruins everything."
Priscilla looked at her husband, and soothingly rubbed his arm to calm him down. "Honey, it's all going to be okay." she reassured, and adjusted her body to lay down beside him. "Everything will return back to normal, I swear." Priscilla held onto Preston and laid her head on his chest, hoping that she could calm him down.
Preston gave a tiny smile, and held his wife tightly. "Thank you, darling." he said, and planted a kiss on her forehead. "There's nothing I can do about that noisy crowd outside.
"Oh, honey, you can just leave it to Francis," Priscilla reassured. "Besides, he is the one who always calms you down from those tantrums of yours."
Preston laughed a bit, and held onto his wife for a few minutes. "Uh, honey, do you mind if I tell you something that I noticed this evening?" he asked, looking down at her. "It's something that I want to get off my chest."
"Yes? What is it?" Priscilla replied, enjoying the comfort of her husband.
"It's just that... did you notice Pacifica feels a bit... happier?" Preston said, looking at the door with worry. "Was it because she got over the whole entire bell thing?"
A moment of silence. Preston was feeling regret, but his wife stirred.
Priscilla thought for a moment, before she nodded silently in agreement. "You are partially right. Pacifica feels more relaxed then before. But y'know, just keep the bell, in case of any rebellions." Priscilla chimed after thinking, tightening her grip around Preston. "I maybe thought it was that boy she's been hanging out with."
"Hm. Could be true." Preston said. "But I have a feeling leaving Pacifica alone is the best I could do right now. I just hope she doesn't screw anything else up- for this evening and the days that are going to come after."
Priscilla hummed, and nuzzled her face into her husband's suit. "I think that's the best that we can do for her." she replied. "I hope nothing goes wrong after this evening as well.
Preston smiled, and snuggled his head on top of Priscilla's. "Let's just hope for the best."
Time passed, and Dipper and Pacifica were hanging around the empty lobby. It's been a few minutes since the whole entire outbreak began, and they were starting to feel tired. Nothing important happened during the quiet times where the rich guests would be chasing after Preston in faraway hallways, but most of the commoners came out of their hiding places and decided to go home. Dipper and Pacifica didn't interfere, since it was their life.
Dipper just recently remembered that Old Man McGucket had to tell him something, something about the apocalypse or, whatever, but he was one of the first common folk to leave. All that he told Dipper was to 'be aware of what's going to happen', or something along those lines. Dipper felt too caught up in his current situation to not care about so-called apocalypse.
"Ugh, do you think it's over yet?" Mabel complained. She was lying on the fancy floors of the lobby, pondering about her life when about half an hour passed or so. "Why do we even have to wait anyways? Why can't we just go home already?"
Dipper rolled his eyes, and made his way to his sister. He leaned down so that they could be face to face. "Mabel, you gotta deal with it. We have to wait so we know this whole entire mess is going to be solved, and I still need to go to another place with Pacifica. Just hold your horses for about another hour or two, alright?"
Mabel stared at her brother, feeling like he totally didn't understand her question, and she slammed her head down at the floor, too exhausted to even stand up or cry from the rushing pain. "Why me..." Mabel yawned.
"Pacifica!"
The group turned their heads to find out where the familiar voice came from. From the corner of the room, the group saw Marius making their way to them, surprised that he looked calm and collected and unhurt. Grenda ran over to him and hugged the baron, Marius returning the affection. The rest of the group followed behind, confused and relieving looks on their faces. "Marius, what's going on?" Pacifica asked.
"Good news." Marius started. He clapped his hands with confirmation. "It's all over."
Dipper and Pacifica's eyes widened, both surprised to know it ended without anyone getting hurt, judging by Marius' current state. "Wait, what?" they both gasped at the same time.
"I know it sounds outrageous, but its true. Preston literally came out of his room and did an actual and honest apology, which felt glorious and satisfying, but then he laughed at us right after, calling us cowards and idiots, but the butler Francis took up everything after that." Marius explained, making his way to the food table to pick up a quick snack. "The butler said that Preston having random outbursts was normal in this house, and that he was the one to normally clean it up. It was good to know that Francis didn't mind the burden of such task." Marius took a small, frosted cookie and popped it into his mouth.
"By any chance did he mention me?" Pacifica said, gripping onto the fabric of her lake/sea foam green dress.
Marius swallowed the cookie, and cleared his throat before answering. "Actually yes. Your parents... they don't really care anymore. I could recall your father saying that he doesn't really take interest in what you're planning to do for this future of the Northwests... but I felt a bit of good honesty when he said he wants you to make it right- in an honest and caring way, or a monstrous and prideful Northwest way."
Pacifica took a few seconds to process her father's final decision on her- he wants you to make the future right- in a caring way or monstrous, past Northwest way. The philosophical words struck her.
"That's... that's a relief." Pacifica chuckled a bit after, as her eyes started to feel a bit stingy. She sighed, and wiped her eyes a bit so no tears could develop and fall. "I guess it's all over now. I'm safe. They... they don't care anymore." Pacifica couldn't help it, but one tear softly glided down her cheek. Dipper rushed over to her and patted her shoulder with reassurance and care.
"Thanks Dipper. I feel much more better now." Pacifica said, as she softly took Dipper's hand away. She sniffled. "By the way... may I ask all of you guys something?"
Dipper, Mabel, Candy and Grenda looked at Pacifica with curious expressions.
"Want to have a sleepover?" Pacifica asked, her tears all dried up. "All of you can get your own rooms, we can have an all-nighter, things like that."
Mabel, Candy, and Grenda gasped, their eyes widening from the invitation. "Of course! We would love to have a sleepover with you!" Mabel exclaimed, and the three girls rushed over to give Pacifica a hug. Pacifica returned the hug back, but she couldn't breathe a few seconds after. The three girls then pulled away in a matter of seconds, Pacifica trying not to show that she suffocated during the hug.
"We can paint our nails, and talk about cute boys!" Candy started.
"We can read my mom's inappropriate adult novels!" Grenda chimed in.
"Or... we can talk about our SHIPS!" Mabel screamed, which made Candy and Grenda scream as well. Pacifica, Dipper and Marius covered their ears, but removed them after the three stopped squealing. Pacifica and Dipper watched Candy, Grenda and Mabel spin in a circle and chant 'sleepover' various times. Marius eventually joined in, holding hands with Grenda. It was a happy scene.
"I just need to call Stan to have approval, which, he will." Mabel said after their loud cheering. Candy and Grenda nodded, saying the same that they need to call their parents as well. Mabel walked over to Pacifica, who was blankly standing and staring at the three. "Uh, where's the phone hiding?" Mabel asked.
"Here, I know where the phone is in this manor." Marius said, signalling the girls to follow him. "Come, it is not far."
Mabel smiled, following Marius and her friends, but gave a quick wink to Dipper before leaving. Dipper and Pacifica were then left in the lobby, alone.
Pacifica turned to Dipper, expecting him to have a large smile on his face, but his surprised and dazed expression left Pacifica a bit confused. "Dipper...?" she said, even snapping a bit to wake up his attention.
"We... we..." Dipper stuttered. "We're having a sleepover?"
Pacifica rolled her eyes and smiled. "Yeah, aren't you tired?" she asked.
Dipper looked to the side, not knowing what to say. "Yeah, just a little, but... what about our exploration?" he asked.
Pacifica's eyes widened, remembering she needed to show him a few more places that she really liked in the manor. "We can always go exploring next time, right?" Pacifica said. "And hey, I think we have time to just explore one more."
Dipper's eyes suddenly snapped with happiness. "R-really?"
Pacifica nodded. "Yes, really."
"Then... what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Dipper exclaimed.
Dipper and Pacifica were making their way down the halls, passing by a few guests who would wave at them in a friendly matter. It didn't take too long to get them to their destination. Just like the ballroom, the doors to the next place were grand, dark red velvet printed doors and golden knobs. Pacifica opened the knobs without her key, and the doors opened to her command. Both of them entered the room, and Dipper felt a bit surprised when he found out what the room housed- nothing but a normal bedroom, similar to Pacifica's and the one he stayed in when he was wounded; however it had two separate king sized beds, and from the opposite corner of the pair of mattresses was an 80 inch high definition T.V., way bigger than the one back at the shack.
"What is this place?" Dipper said, only intrigued by the large television.
"It's your room, dummy." Pacifica teased. "The room that you're going to be crashing in for tonight."
Dipper's eyes widened, and he turned to Pacifica in shock. "Wait, what?" Dipper said. "This will be my room for tonight?"
Pacifica looked awkwardly to the side before nodding and giving a careless shrug. Dipper gasped and sighed in awe.
"This room is really big," Dipper complimented, starting to walk around. "And hey, there's two beds for Mabel and me to stay in."
Pacifica chuckled a bit before following him around. "I hope you're okay with that. And if not, I can put you two in two separate rooms-"
"No, no, that won't be necessary. Thanks for that." Dipper said. He sat on the large bed on the left side, finding the T.V. remote on the mattress. He grabbed it and switched on the T.V., and he felt surprised on what was the first program that came on- it was the big marathon of Ghost Harassers.
"Hm. That's a coincidence," Pacifica muttered, as she peered her eyes to make sure that the program was Ghost Harassers on UTBAHC. "I seriously didn't watch any UTBAHC, I swear." Pacifica even raised her hands as a surrender.
Dipper laughed, as he relaxed a bit and watched the program. It was a montage of the first movie, showing the popularity of the Ghost Harassers' work and fame, showing their different jobs around the city exorcising ghosts and getting praise and awards for it. A catchy song was playing in the background, making Dipper rock his head back and forth. Pacifica watched as well, a bit intrigued on the film, and enjoying the montage and the actors' acting as well.
As the montage ended and the movie continued, Dipper took a glance at Pacifica, smiling that she was fully glued to the T.V. screen and was really into the whole entire movie. She laughed when she was supposed to laugh, and she was on the edge of her seat when she was supposed to be. Dipper would sometimes scoot closer to Pacifica without her knowing, seemingly just to enjoy her company a bit more. Soon, the pair was literally shoulder to shoulder, enjoying the movie side by side and just genuinely enjoying it.
Before Dipper knew it, the ending was rolling, which then leaded to the credits. Pacifica's eyes widened at the end of such an amazing movie.
"That's all?" Pacifica said, as her eyes scrolled at all the people who created the movie. "Is that where it really ends?"
Dipper's eyes lowered and he laughed a bit. "Pacifica, this is only the first movie. There are plenty more sequels and prequels to come- this IS the 48 hour marathon, meaning they might play the whole entire animated series as well..."
"Well, good!" Pacifica declared, jumping a bit on the mattress. She scooted even closer to Dipper, making him a bit red, and Pacifica slid her arm through Dipper's, making their arms link together. Pacifica looked at Dipper with confidence, a big grin on her face. "We're going to watch all the movies, all in one go. No breaks, no removing our arms, we're just going to sit here and watch Ghost Harassers all night." she ordered Dipper.
Dipper couldn't help it but turn red on how Pacifica looked, and didn't refuse to her little bet. After all, he was sitting so close and even linked arms with his new crush, and was watching one of his favorite things in the whole entire world. They both relaxed, stared at the T.V. screen, and was hyped when the opening of the next movie started to play.
"Oh, before it begins," Pacifica started, turning her head so she could speak to Dipper. "I'm sorry if I fall asleep on you. This includes if I, y'know... accidentally sleep on top of you or something."
Dipper's face just continued to grow red, the thought of him and her just snuggling and sleeping with each other making Dipper nervous but also a bit excited. He just showed a warm smile to Pacifica and tightened his arm around her's. "No problem." Dipper replied. He then teasingly nuzzled his cheek on top of Pacifica's head for a spare second, making her blush.
"After all," Dipper started. "I appreciate and love your presence."
* THE END! *
Okay, a few announcements (that you don't have to read, but you can if you want too. I just bolded everything important)
-It has been confirmed that Pacifica's mother, Mrs. Northwest, is that her official name is Priscilla. I changed her name as well earlier, so this was to just clear up the confusion. Sorry if you didn't understand the Priscilla thing earlier.
-Technically speaking, this isn't really the actual last and final chapter of this whole entire fanfic. Since there wasn't much exploring of the Northwest Manor at all in the story (you could literally say the fanfic has a 'misleading title') I will be posting a few extra/bonus chapters that feature just Dipper and Pacifica exploring made-up and possible rooms that could exist in the manor. You could say they're drabbles and one-shots, since they only focus on Dipifica and their actual adventure of the manor. So, look forward to that.
-Don't worry, I haven't given up my writing for this ship yet. I'll be creating another Dipifica fanfic real soon, and it's not complicated as this whole entire story. It's just a bunch of drabbles and one-shots, and I seriously wouldn't mind if any of you guys had suggestions for it.
Whelp, that's all I've got to tell all of you. I really hope you enjoyed the ending (because to be honest, it was kind of bad) and I hope you guys can stick around for the extra chapters!
Thank you all, and keep shipping Dipifica!
-TheSakuraHunter