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Credit to CraveFanArt for the cover art.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravity Falls. Gravity Falls was created by Alex Hirsch and Disney owns it.

Episode 2: The Lesser Evil.

Important: I'm doing a complete rewrite/revision before uploading the last chapter.

This chapter is: [Rewrite finished for all chapters 08/03]

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[Chapter 2: Full moon]

[Tuesday - night]

Dipper was sat in the armchair alone in the Shack. Stan and Mabel had gone to watch 'Pony Heist 3: The Sequel' at the theater. Mabel had insisted on Dipper coming with them but the boy wasn't very fond of the series after seeing the first two movies. Grunkle Stan took Mabel to the midnight season which was the easier to sneak in without paying. The old stingy man was not about to pay for watching a movie.

Dipper had decided to stay and search in his relatively new Journal a new adventure he could take Pacifica into. He was determined to follow Mabel's advice and he needed to find something interesting by Friday.

He began reading aloud the pages that caught his attention.

"A flower that giggles when you cut it. Hmm… This one is even creepier than the flower that weeps when you cut it. I've seen enough in the plants section." He turned a few pages and reached the geology section. "The oil stone. A stone with the proprieties of floating on the water like oil. Well… that's kinda cool but it's science-cool. I need adventure-cool." Dipper flipped another few pages of the Journal and reached the bestiary section. He picked a page at random and read it aloud. "The Lunafright. This elusive creature can only be seen on nights with full moon. I myself have only found footprints of it, by which I think it belongs to the draconids family." Dipper scratched his chin while thinking about it. "Something not even Great Uncle Ford managed to find…" He jumped up from the armchair and took a peek at the sky through the window. "And tonight it's full moon! I would've said this was destiny if I didn't believe in it!" He laughed jubilantly. "The Lunafright it is then, and it has to be tonight. And… dang it, I'm talking alone again."

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Stan and Mabel were at the theatre entrance looking at the movie schedules.

"Three hours!?" Stan yelled in disbelief. "There's no way I'm staying in a room watching ponies blowing up for three hours!"

"But Grunkle Staaaaaan!" Mabel whined. "This is the final part of the trilogy! If everything goes alright, they'll remove the curse that makes them explode and live happily ever after!"

"Jeez, it's not only boring but also poorly written." Stan muttered while having a look at the rest of the movies that aired at the same time. "Alright kid, this is what we'll do: We sneak inside, you go watch your pony movie and I watch a different one."

Mabel had a quick look at the schedule and raised an eyebrow at her Grunkle.

"The only movie airing at the same time is 'The Duchess Approves Again'. Are you really gonna watch that?"

"That's none of your business, kid. Take it or we leave home." Stan concluded sternly.

"Fine, let's sneak in." Mabel giggled and put on a fake moustache, causing Stan to roll his eyes. "But first, admit that you like that movie!"

"I won't admit anything with or without my lawyer!"

"Blink if you like that movie!" Mabel fixed her eyes on Stan who was trying his best not to blink. "Haha! You blinked!"

"That was cheating!" Stan complained and then realized that his niece had just tricked him. "Oh, Mabel I'm so proud of you!"

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Dipper reached Pacifica's neighborhood relatively quickly thanks to the golf cart. However, he hid it in the roadside before arriving to the manor, since he intended to give Pacifica a surprise this Friday with the cart. Dipper was certain she would find interesting the fact that he could drive at the age of twelve. In addition, if his theory about the Lunafright was correct, the place where they could see it would be close to the manor. Now the only thing standing before Dipper and Pacifica was the manor fence, and it was a quite tall fence. Dipper had already deemed that her parents wouldn't simply let him in the manor on a regular day, let alone now that it was almost midnight, so he began walking along the fence trying to find a solution.

In the meantime, Dipper opened his bag to have a look at what he had brought for the adventure.

"Let's see… An electric lantern, some snacks, a camera and a can of brown meat. Yup, here's everything."

Distracted with the contents of his bag, Dipper failed to see where he was going and bumped into a tree. The boy grunted and rubbed his forehead, but then noticed the tree. It was a big old tree and one of the branches went over the fence.

Without thinking it twice, Dipper dropped the bag and climbed up to the branch. Then, walking very carefully and keeping his balance, he dropped himself on top of the fence. Now Dipper had another problem: He couldn't simply jump inside the garden without injuring himself. Dipper sighed and walked on top of the tall fence until he reached a hedge maze. Measuring the height with his sight, Dipper dropped himself on top of the hedge and then clumsily to the ground, falling face first on a bush.

"Oh, man." He rubbed his cheeks and removed a few twigs from his hair. "I hope the way out is easier." Dipper had a quick look around to orient himself inside the fence and then he noticed a half opened service door that led outside the fence. He groaned loudly and facepalmed.

Dipper warily walked up to the manor. Most the lights were already off, so he guessed Pacifica would be sleeping although he didn't know which one her room was. However, guessing how show off her family was, Dipper went for the rooms with balconies. There was one on each wing of the manor, so Dipper went for the closer one. He grabbed a few pebbles and threw them to the window. Then, a woman opened the window to have a look outside.

The boy gasped loudly when he realized that wasn't Pacifica but her mother and he jumped into a bush to hide himself. Priscilla had a look at the garden and then shrugged, coming back inside. Dipper sighed in relief and guessed that if it wasn't that balcony it had to be the other. He walked to the other wing of the manor and repeated the process, this time hiding himself in a bush beforehand just in case.

Instead of poking her head out like her mother did, Pacifica burst into the balcony with a hopeful smile, her eyes searching throughout the garden. Dipper knew he should probably get out of the bush and catch her attention, but at the moment he couldn't move. Pacifica was wearing a purple nightgown which clang to her body and gave her a most entrancing sight. Dipper had always considered her a beautiful girl, but since she was now his crush he saw her even more beautiful.

Pacifica failed to see anyone in the garden and sighed sadly, going back into her bedroom.

"Stupid woodpeckers making noises."

Dipper shook his head to snap his mind out of its daydreaming and jumped out of the bush.

"Wait! Pacifica!"

Pacifica turned on the spot and ran to the stone railing.

"Dipper! You're here!" She chirped happily and then cleared her throat, recomposing herself. "I mean… What are you doing here so late in the night?"

"I uh…" He fought a terrible battle with his eyes which were trying to find out if he could see anything through the thin silk of the purple nightgown. "So… I was in the neighborhood on one of my mystery hunts that can only be done during full moon and I thought…"

"…That it would be a good idea to sneak into my house?" Pacifica finished his sentence and smiled playfully at him.

"Well, if you put it that way it sounds bad but…"

"It's okay, Dipper." She giggled. "I'll be down there in a sec, don't move!" Pacifica ran again into her room.

Dipper waited for her for a few minutes, wondering how Pacifica would receive her.

"Maybe she'll kiss me again? Or… perhaps a hug? I'll be happy with a hug if a kiss is asking too much." He displayed a silly absent face while Pacifica came out of a window of the ground floor.

Dipper saw her wearing her trademark short dress and jacket and he ran his fingers through his hair to brush away any twigs that might remain there. He had never paid special attention to his physical appearance, but he was determined to change that now. Once Pacifica was in front of him, Dipper smiled nervously and wondered if she would do both the kiss and the hug.

"Here." Pacifica said and gave him a silver dollar coin, much to Dipper's disappointment.

The boy held the coin in his hand with a bewildered look. "Uh… you don't have to pay me for anything."

"I know." Pacifica raised an eyebrow. "That's silver, for the monster. I've mine here." She showed him an identical coin.

"Oh! I thought you wanted to pay me to pretend I didn't see you in that nightgown." Dipper shrugged and then his eyes bulged out, realizing what he had just said.

"What's wrong with my nightgown?" Pacifica narrowed her eyes and glared at him.

"Nothing!" He blurted out and raised his hands defensively. "It was very revealing—BEAUTIFUL!"

Pacifica snickered at Dipper's nervousness.

"Admit it, Dork. You couldn't wait until Friday to see me again, huh?"

"Maybe…" Dipper blushed and cleared his throat. "But we're still going to town this Friday, aren't we?"

"Of course." She turned serious. "We have to be discreet though. My father doesn't want me to see you. He doesn't like you."

"I guess that makes us even because I don't like him either." He shrugged.

Pacifica smiled and inwardly she sighed heavily in relief. The heiress knew very few people, or rather no one who would dare stand up to her father. She had feared for a second that Dipper would be scared off by the subtle threat, but he had just shrugged instead.

"How did you get in here by the way?"

"Oh, you know. A man has his methods." Dipper said proudly and puffed out his chest.

"Those 'manly methods' involve staining your clothes with tree sap?" She giggled and pointed to his clothes.

"Um…"

"You climbed up that tree near the fence, didn't you?" She asked and Dipper nodded. "You got lucky. Tomorrow they're chopping off that tree."

"Sounds like tonight is my lucky night then. First it's full moon and now that tree." Dipper smiled broadly at the prospect.

"I hope that luck of yours helps us get out of the manor, because I don't think anyone is up at this hour to open the gate."

"Don't worry, Pacifica. I already told you: A man has his methods." He reassured proudly.

"Whatever, but I'm not staining my dress in tree sap."

Sometime later the two preteens had already left the manor using the half opened service door and Dipper had his bag back. They were walking deep into the forest and Dipper had the lantern lit to illuminate the way.

"I can't believe the servants forgot the door open." Pacifica grumbled. "Do you know how dangerous is that? The peacocks might have escaped or worse: someone could've got in to steal something."

"C'mon, Pacifica. Don't be silly." Dipper waved his hand dismissively. "The peacocks are domesticated and, like Waddles, they won't leave their home. And regarding thieves, really? Who's gonna climb the hill where the manor is and try sneaking in a house with twenty butlers?"

"You did." Pacifica countered matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, but I had a good reason."

"What good reason? You said you just were in the neighborhood." Pacifica eyed him curiously but Dipper averted her gaze and remained silent. She then guessed his answer accurately. "Thanks." The heiress muttered.

There was an awkward silence after that. Pacifica kept her eyes on the path ahead and Dipper glanced at her now and then. The yellow light from the lantern was making her blonde hair shine and her eyes sparkle in a most entrancing way, causing Dipper to constantly switch the hand he was carrying the candle with to dry the sweat off on his shorts in vain tries to hide his nervousness.

"Causal banter, Dipper." He muttered to himself. "Causal banter and avoid touching any delicate topic." Dipper inhaled deeply and turned to Pacifica. "So… what did your father say when he found out you stayed at the Shack for the night?" He asked and facepalmed inwardly.

"He gave me the usual talk about how important my future is and why I can't waste any second playing with the lower class and blah, blah, blah." She replied in a tired voice.

"Your father has always been such a stuck up?"

"Well…" She stopped walking for a second. "No, when I was younger he was like I guess any father is. He bought me whatever I wanted and let me I do whatever I felt like doing. But… then I grew up he changed."

"So… I take you don't mind walking with me through this dark dangerous forest in the middle of the night." Dipper said and gaped at himself, deciding that he would do better keeping his mouth shut.

"It definitely beats lying on my bed doing nothing." She replied with a smile, thinking Dipper had been joking. "What are we going after this time?"

Dipper smiled realizing that Mabel and Wendy had been right. She liked the adventure.

"The Lunafright. It's a creature that can only be seen during full moon and even then it's so elusive that my Great Uncle never managed to see it." He explained.

Pacifica already knew that when Dipper said 'Great Uncle' he referred to Ford and when he said 'Grunkle' he referred to Stan.

"Oh! So if you manage to spot it you'll beat the Author in the paranormal stuff?"

"That's the plan." Dipper smiled and showed her the camera. "However, the Lunafright belongs to the draconids family which means it's immune to silver." He gave her back the silver coin.

"Keep it, I've more at home. What's a draconid?" She asked curiously.

"How to describe it…" Dipper taped his chin thoughtfully. "Every draconid is different but they're all big and with scales. Some have teeth, others a beak instead. Most of them use some kind of toxin though."

"Okay Dipper, next time say big lizard that spits toxic stuff and I'll get it." Pacifica chuckled.

"They're actually half-bird half-reptile and—"

"Whatever." She interrupted him. "How do you plan to get a picture of it? If that Lunathingy is so elusive, the moment it sees us with that lantern it'll stay out of sight." She pointed at Dipper's electric lantern.

"Don't worry. We'll wait with the lantern off in a spot I'm pretty sure the Lunafright will visit tonight." He said mysteriously.

"Is it the lake?" Pacifica asked plainly.

"No, it's the—Wait, yes! How did you know?" Dipper looked at her in astonishment.

"Well duh, if that thing only comes out of hiding only once a month with the full moon it's surely gonna be thirsty." She shrugged.

"Wow, Pacifica. I'm impressed." He praised.

"Thanks." The heiress beamed, knowing that a praise from Dipper regarding detective work meant a lot.

A few minutes later they reached the lake shore. Dipper was looking for a suitable rock with the lantern, Pacifica following him close behind. The heiress had already suggested a few but Dipper had declined them all.

"How about this one?" Pacifica stood on a rock at the forest edge below a few trees.

"No, that one won't work."

"Dipper, it's a rock." Pacifica rolled her eyes. "They're all the same."

Dipper shook his head and walked up to a rock in the middle of the shore, partially covered in water. The boy sucked his finger and raised it to feel the direction of the wind.

"Yes, this one is perfect."

"Really? What does your rock have that mine doesn't?" Pacifica put her fists on her hips, thinking Dipper was just messing with her.

Dipper opened the can of brown meat and poured it on the rock.

"Well, my rock is closer to the water and a little far from the trees, so that—"

"So that the scent of the food spreads throughout the lake and when the Lunathingy comes it doesn't see us hiding in the trees." Pacifica caught on and finished the statement for him.

"Exactly." Dipper smiled broadly at her. "You're very good at this. Wanna come with me to every monster hunt? I could use a sidekick."

"Sure, but at this rate you'll be the sidekick." She teased. "C'mon, let's hide." Pacifica ran behind a tree.

"Wait, we can't hide there." He walked up to the tree she was hiding behind.

"Why not?"

"What if the Lunafright comes from inside the forest? It'd caught us from behind. We'll climb to the tree so that the creature doesn't see us." Dipper concluded and skillfully climbed to a strong branch of the tree.

"Ugh. Fine." Pacifica gave in and rolled her eyes, knowing that she would probably have to dispose of that dress too when they were done. However, staining her dress in tree sap was the least of her problems now. "Help me up." She mumbled in embarrassment.

"What?" Dipper asked, unsure of what he had heard.

"Help me up! I've never climbed a tree before." She said louder.

"Oh! Sure, let me just…" Dipper took a good grasp of the trunk and extended one hand.

Pacifica doubtfully placed one foot on the trunk and then she took Dipper's hand to help her balance.

"Your hand is sweaty!" She complained but didn't let go of it. Dipper pulled at the same time she jumped and used the trunk to climb.

The result was that Dipper pulled with such strength that he fell backwards on the branch with Pacifica on top of him. Dipper's eyes bulged out at the sudden amount of physical contact and Pacifica blushed crimson red as they quickly parted and sat relatively far from each other on the tree branch. Dipper quickly crossed his legs so that no one realized how much he had liked that accident and Pacifica cleared her throat, looking at everything except Dipper.

"I don't wanna climb any higher." Pacifica muttered in embarrassment.

"Y-yeah. I'd say this branch is high enough." He agreed, turning off the electric lantern. Dipper felt his chest where Pacifica's hands had landed burning and his cheeks followed soon afterwards. He realized he was probably blushing and he quickly opened his bag in tries to distract himself and make the blush subside. Dipper fished out the snack bag and glanced at Pacifica. "Hey, you want some?"

"What are these?" She asked before putting her hand inside the bag.

"Cheese balls."

Pacifica took a few in her hand and began eating them one by one. "Mhm, not bad."

Both preteens quickly dealt with the snack bag and stayed silent for a while. Then Pacifica broke the silence.

"The sky is so clear tonight and the moon so big. You can see a lot of stars." She whispered dreamily.

Dipper saw that as a good opportunity to pursue what he had talked with Mabel earlier. He needed to know her better on a personal level before trying anything.

"So… you like stars?" He asked clumsily.

"Yeah." She nodded, her eyes still glued on the sky.

"And… what about constellations? You know any?"

"No, show me." Pacifica looked at him with sparkling eyes of excitement.

"Alright." He snuggled closer. "You see that line of bright stars? The one making sort of a V and then a small circle? That's Pisces."

Pacifica narrowed her eyes and tried to spot what he was referring to.

"Now I see it! It's like a fishing jumping out of the water!" She exclaimed excitedly.

"Yup." He smiled. "Now, you see those three stars forming a line? That's Orion's belt, and with those other stars it forms Orion."

"Hmm…" Pacifica tilted her head to the side to change her perspective. "I see the belt, but I don't see Orion anywhere."

Dipper snuggled a little bit closer and pointed at the sky.

"The belt is that, the pentagon above is the trunk and the head, and those two stars below are the legs."

Pacifica turned to stare at him suspiciously.

"You're making these up, aren't you? That doesn't look like a man at all."

"I'm not." He chuckled. "I agree they don't look like their names at all, though. Let's see… There. You see that one? That's the Big Dipper."

"The one that looks like a wheelbarrow?" She asked.

"It's supposed to be a bear but now that you mention it…" Dipper tilted his head and looked in amusement at the sky.

"See?" Pacifica snickered and snuggled closer, her leg brushing his. "Turns out I know more about constellations than you do."

Dipper giggled too. He glanced at Pacifica up and down and sighed.

"You know, I…" He fiddled with the brim of his cap. "I have a Big Dipper too. Wanna see it?"

Pacifica's smile faded and her eyes darted between Dipper's face and shorts.

"I um…" Her cheeks blushed pink. "Well, I'm flattered and all that but… I don't think it's a good idea."

"Why not? It's just a birthmark." Dipper obliviously lifted the bangs on his forehead.

"Birthmark?" Pacifica was puzzled until she saw the marks on Dipper's forehead. "Oh! The wheelbarrow constellation!"

"The Big Dipper constellation." He corrected. "That's where I got my nickname from. What did you think I was referring to?"

"I uh… n-nothing!" Pacifica quickly blurted out.

"Nothing?" Dipper raised an eyebrow. "No offense Pacifica, but your face is beet red."

The heiress averted his hazel gaze. "I thought your big Dipper was…" She made a vague gesture towards Dipper's lower body.

Dipper looked at himself and, when realization struck him, he began to laugh heartily. He had feared that Pacifica would grimace or maybe laugh at the distinctive mark, but she had ended up accidentally making a dirty joke about it instead. On the other hand, Pacifica realized she had got off the misinterpretation and began laughing with him, but in relief.

Once both preteens calmed, Pacifica shivered and Dipper noticed it.

"Are you cold?" He asked worriedly.

"Of course not." She snapped proudly but began rubbing her arms discreetly to heat them up.

Dipper reached a logical conclusion: If Pacifica got cold inside his bed at the Shack, she was definitely getting cold out there in the wilderness. The boy snuggled closer and threw one arm over her shoulders.

"Better?"

"Yeah, thanks." The heiress muttered and began feeling way warmer, although the warm wasn't coming from Dipper's arm but from her own chest. Pacifica felt completely joyful all of a sudden and she sighed happily, letting her head rest on Dipper's shoulder as they stared at the moon's reflection on the lake.

Dipper's heart sped up dramatically and he realized that their adventure had turned into a date and, much to his surprise, it was going great. Dipper couldn't believe how all the events of the night had turned out in his favor. He had always been a man of science and math, but he had to admit that destiny perhaps had had something to do with his current situation.

He turned his head to Pacifica and she, feeling his movement, faced him too. There was a blonde lock of hair across her face preventing the sight from being perfect, so Dipper extended his hand and pushed it away, brushing her cheek with the back of his hand and then cupping it. There was a faint scent of lilacs coming from her hair which intoxicated him pleasantly. The stars were sparkling on her deep blue eyes, making them look even more beautiful than usual. Dipper stared into her eyes for one more second and then closed his, instinctively tilting his head to the side and leaning closer. There was only one thing on the boy's head at the moment: Mabel was wrong. Dipper didn't need to know Pacifica any better to know his feelings.

As Dipper leaned closer, Pacifica closed her eyes too and smiled, waiting to be kissed. The heiress couldn't have dreamed of a better romantic first kiss scenario and her heart was pounding hard on her chest in consequence. Pacifica had always loved reading fairy tales stories about princesses and knights who saved them from their towers. However, she was among the few people who knew the truth behind those stories. It was the princesses' parents who placed them in those towers, hence the knight always saved the princess from her parents, not from the tower and, in her eyes, Dipper was her knight in shining armor and she was madly in love with him. The heiress could already feel his warm breath on her lips and she eagerly awaited her first kiss.

A twig snapped below them on the ground and Dipper quickly jerked his head towards it, parting the embrace.

"It's here!" He whispered excitedly and picked up the camera.

Pacifica sighed sadly and stroked the sweaty cheek where Dipper had had his hand a few seconds ago.

"Stupid Lunathingy." She grumbled.

The heiress was very mad at the turn of events. She couldn't believe how much of a dork Dipper was, who had just wasted a first kiss experience because of whatever was crawling below them towards the lake. And worst of all, the little gossiping about the kissing subject Pacifica knew came to her mind. She had heard once that if a couple parted from a first kiss before achieving it, they had twenty four hours to repeat it otherwise they would end up as friends forever. Pacifica didn't believe in girly gossip, but she didn't believe in harpies and draconids either and there she was.

They could see a silhouette close to the stump and Dipper grinned. However, Pacifica snatched the camera out of his hands.

"You want your picture of your stupid Lunathingy? Then you'll have your picture." She grumbled and jumped off the branch.

"Pacifica, wait!" He hissed. "Draconids are also natural predators! Come back here!"

Pacifica was still upset and ignored Dipper. She approached the stump to take the picture. The Lunafright was sniffing the brown meat and recoiling in disgust. Then it calmly began drinking water from the lake. Pacifica aimed the camera and took a photo. The flash shot and revealed the creature. It was a pale reptile-like creature, somewhat fat and big, with the apparent remains of what one day had probably been wings but now they were only two stumps protruding on its back. Pacifica realized then where the name came from and her rage turned into fear. Draconid came for dragon, and she suddenly felt frozen with fear when the big reptile turned towards her, hissing menacingly and waving its tail in the air to look bigger.

The heiress forgot what they had talked about the silver and threw the coin at the creature's head, but it just bounced on its scales. The Lunafright took the gesture as a threat and showed its teeth to Pacifica, fluttering it's neck crest menacingly like a peacock's tail. The heiress suddenly realized that all the teeth were rounded. They were herbivore teeth. She found some relief in knowing she wasn't going to be part of the creature's diet, but that didn't mean she was out of danger. Pacifica raised her hands in a calming gesture and took a step backwards. The Lunafright misunderstood the gesture and interpreted Pacifica was getting ready to pounce, so it quickly sprayed a clear liquid from its mouth. Pacifica was struck right in the face and she fell backwards.

"Hey! Hey!" Just that moment Dipper came running, waving the lit lantern in the air to get the Lunafright's attention. The nocturnal creature's eyes were not used to so much light and it winced, recoiling and finally turning to hide into the forest.

Dipper sighed in relief and reached Pacifica, but his relief didn't last long. She was lying on the ground with her eyes wide open, but she wasn't moving. She wasn't even blinking.

"Oh, no. The toxin!" He quickly raised her motionless body in his arms and placed two fingers in her neck, trying to find her pulse. "No, no, no, no... Please be okay, please, please, please..." The boy realized he was too distressed to feel anything, so he brought her face to his ear. After a few seconds Dipper felt her breathing softly. He sighed again in relief and stared into her eyes. "Pacifica, if this is a joke please stop. It's not funny at all." But she still didn't move. Dipper closed her eyes with his fingers and became anxious. "I need help but Stan and Mabel are in the theater and the Shack is empty... No, it's not."

Dipper turned around and pulled Pacifica's arms over his shoulders, raising her from the ground and carrying her on his back. He felt his legs burning at the effort and the added weight, but his adrenaline took care of that. Dipper made sure she wasn't going to fall and then he broke into a race to the golf cart.

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FYI:

Even though Pacifica is more forward than Dipper (she crawled in his bed, she gave him a peck) as she is more extroverted than him, she is also a romantic and wants him to make the first step in the kissing department. This will cause tension and will further develop in Episode 3.

The way Dipper pushes Pacifica's hair out of the way and the 24 hours kiss time limit is a Scrubs reference.

The Lunafright was inspired by the Flightmare, a dragon from How To Train Your Dragon that froze the main character's love interest with some kind of vapor. However, it has the fluttering neck crest like the dilophosaurus from Jurassic Park.

Dipper made it clear in the first episode that did not believe in destiny but he begins to think twice about that due to his relationship with Pacifica.

The choice of lilacs for her shampoo is basically for their purple color.

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