CHAPTER FOUR AUTHOR'S NOTE: So, I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far. This story is really fun to work with. So this is going to be the long one. I can feel it. It's tingling in my bones. Just a heads up, as amazing as it is to torture these characters to see you cry, it hurts me just as much. Jesus christ, this book makes me a big, fat, tearful mess. I can't wait for this next reaction coming up. Well, let's do it. Just do it.

CHAPTER FOUR:Pacifica's POV

"I was… uh…" I couldn't help but stuttering. I thought I was in the clear. I turned around to see who was speaking to me.

"If you think you're going to go after him without me, you're crazy." The tall, red-headed woman was smiling at me. It was Wendy Corduroy.

"Uhm… w-well…" I honestly didn't know what to say. Did she like him, too?

"Don't worry, Princess, he's all yours. He's like a little brother to me, and I'm not losing him. So are we going or what? I'm ready to pop this joint."

I noticed the red storm coming; I had to speak soon or suffer its turmoil. "I don't think of him like that. He's just one of my only real friends." Lie. "Let's hurry up. Mr. Pines doesn't want anyone leaving, and now is our only chance." She smiled at me. She must have known I was lying.

"I like your moxy, kid. Now let's go." With that we ran.

Wendy's POV

I hate that girl. She's the reason he ran. Miss Priss thought he might actually love her. She thinks just because she's rich, everyone loves her. Well, someone needs a reality check. So why not give her one in the crumbling reality while looking for Dipper. Kill two birds with one stone.

We got back, and I go to relax. I come back, and he's crying and yelling at her. I knew that look. I started striding over and, boom, he was gone. Mabel ran for him crying. He didn't show it, but I've known Stan long enough to know he just shattered inside. Soos went to his break room without a word. No one knew what to do. Horrifica was crying, like we'd actually spare her some pity. Sorry, toots, but you're the reason he left. Then she thinks she can just go and sneak out unnoticed. Not in my house.

"So you two are close?"

I look over, surprised she was even speaking to me.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." Especially considering we have fought two ghosts, his own clones (he doesn't know I know about that one yet), a Halloween monster, a living video game character, zombies, a shape-shifter, a secret mind-erasing society, weirdness bubbles, a child star, a dungeon bubble, and witnesses each others fake deaths. "How about you?"

"Sorta. He helped me defeat this lumberjack ghost and stand up to my parents. We haven't really talked lately, though. I really regret that most of all."

I stumbled at that.

"Whoa, are you okay? Do we need to stop? I should've grabbed some food and water…"

I just stared at her. Is it possible I don't know her at all? I thought she was just this brat, but…

"I'm okay. Let's keep going."

Dipper's POV

I think I surprised him. He might see everything probable happen, but even I didn't see that coming. I had to find somewhere safe to wait Weirdmaggedon out at. What counts as safe, though? Where can I find that place?

Mabel's POV

I can't sit here like this. My brother is out there all alone. I had to find him. And I won't take no for an answer.

"Where's Grunkle Stan?"

No one answered. They just stared at me like I was a dead man walking again.

"If no one will tell me, I'll go out and find him on my own. I need to talk to him. Now, someone tell me where he is."

They all kept staring at me. I let out an exasperated sigh. Wait a minute, they weren't looking at me. They were looking behind me. I began turning around to see what it was.

"I'd like to know that, too, so someone find him."

Behind me stood the presumed dead Stanford Pines.

Grunkle Stan's POV

I had to find those imbeciles. I had to find Dipper and Ford. If they weren't already… No. they're too smart to get themselves killed. I had Soos make sure no one else left the Shack. I thought I had just heard Wendy, though…

Nah. Wendy wouldn't leave for anyone. Unless she was crazily in love with them. I'm pretty sure there is no one out here unless…

Shit. It is her. That means…

She loves Dipper.

Dipper's POV

Of course. I can't believe I hadn't thought of it later. I mean, there is the risk of it being loose, but I don't think it will. Plus, I can just kill it. With the summer I've had, it would be like counting to three. It's a plan. I'm going there.

"I just can't believe I've lost him. I thought he was dead the first time…"

Pacifica. Fuck. This is not good. I took off in full sprint for the bunker.

Pacifica's POV

I don't believe her. 1.) She is not okay. She hasn't slept in God knows how many days and I don't even know when she last ate, and 2.) Dipper isn't just a brother to her. He's more. I wonder if she's just lying to me, or if she just doesn't know it yet.

Crunch. Crunch, crunch, snap.

Someone is running. Dipper.

"I hear him! Run!" I started running. I didn't have time to worry if she was catching up or not. We run into a clearing and see… Stan.

"Why the actual fuck are you out here."

"Don't worry, Stan. I'm watching her. Why are you out here?"

"I'm looking for two shitheads I call family. Go back. Now. I don't have time or resources to be looking after you two as well." He seemed to be trying to hold back a sob.

"What's in your hands?"

Wendy grabbed his hands and took the object out. The thing jingled as it fell.

"They're his keys." With that he started crying.

"You're looking for him, aren't you?"

I just stood there. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even know who he was talking about! But my heart broke when I saw him. That's what he saw in me, too, that day. I did the strangest thing. I walked over to that old, wrinkly man, and I hugged him.

Chchchchchchchch. Fssssss. Chchchchchchchch. Fsssss.

He jumped up quicker than I'd known he could and put me behind him. Out of the woods came a creature. That's when I knew I was gone for.

It had so many faces. I don't know how many. It had a scarlet aura, the color of blood. It made those cursed noises again, and it got onto two feet. It was humungous. And it was coming right for us.

Wendy threw her axe, and it managed to knock down two or three heads. Stan ran up and hit it with a baseball bat. That man is one of the bravest men I've ever met. All of a sudden it jumped into the sky, so high it must have disappeared.

"We need to go now. Who knows when that thing will be back." He went to go help Wendy find her axe.

I was about to follow when something caught my eye. I looked up, and all I saw was that creature falling directly above me. I turned to run bu