-The Manor-
Item 7: Taxi drive from the Mystery Shack: $2.00
Randy had managed to pull himself out of the Mystery Shack, dry as a mummy and exhausted to the point that he felt like he'd be bedridden for a week. During the drive he was so tired that he didn't think so much about the revelations that he discovered from Mabel and Wendy. All he wanted was to get to his next destination and rest up for at least a day. Like the army of Napoleon, his mind marched on his stomach and right now he needed a lot of food.
When he returned to Tambry's house, he entered through the back door to find Tambry waiting for him.
"Oh, Randy you're back," Tambry said, helping him into the house.
"Honey, I'm home and about to pass out." Randy slurred.
"What did those two do to you?" Tambry placed Randy on the couch. "I knew they'd like you but you must've really made a good impression if they left you like this. I know you don't want to say, and I understand, but I must ask. How many rounds did you do them?"
"I lost track once they started double teaming me. But I can tell that I lost most if not half my weight in bodily fluids." Randy looked at Tambry. "You didn't just send me there to have sex with your friend and her partner, right?"
"Of course not. You needed an insight into the town and they are the perfect ones to give you a glimpse." Tambry smiled, kissing Randy's head. "How was I supposed to know that they've been hit with the horny bug of Gravity Falls? And besides, can you really be angry at the situation?"
"I know, I know, Mabel gave me the whole song and dance routine about how everyone in town wants to sleep with her," Randy said. "At the same time, I can't help but feel that I've gotten in bed with more people in these past few days than in the last ten years. I don't know how people in those stories handle seven or ten wives at a time. One Mabel Pines is the equivalent of five women in horniness."
"Don't forget breast size. Though she isn't the only woman everyone in town wants to sleep with." Tambry gave Randy a glass of water.
"Yeah, I know, you're also amazing and Wendy has that cool lumber jane vibe going for her." Randy drank the water in a single gulp. "I swear that woman was one leg lock away from snapping my spine."
"Well yeah, me and her do give many a few nice dreams and Mabel makes everyone do whatever she wants with a wink, but I wasn't talking about them. A lot of people want to have a good time with Pacifica Northwest." Tambry hugged Randy's side, earning his curiosity. "I mean, she's a heiress with lots of money, a big manor to call home, influence on the town and an ass that can dent steel and suffocate man or woman. You'd be nuts not to want to tap that. Funny thing is she seems to be willing to work for her fortune as a waitress."
Randy noted the words that Tambry was using. When he first came across the young heiress, he could tell that she was only paying her respects to her departed mother and had the worst relationship with her father than the one a cat has with a canary. He saw her reaction and could tell that she was not happy about the life insurance policy for her mother. Could she know something that she wasn't telling him?
He already knew that Preston had lost a lot of money through his risky investments and had made a policy in the name of his wife in hopes of getting back the money. Randy knew he did so as a way to get back at her for sleeping around with people around town and some of his friends. Which led Randy to have another thought in mind.
"Do you know where she works as a waitress in?" Randy asked, remembering that she told him that it was in the edge of town.
"A place called The Log, it's about three miles from here. You need a lift?" Tambry asked.
"No, but there are some things that Ms. Northwest might want to talk to me about. And I feel that she is my key witness to this mess," Randy said. "Though I wouldn't say no to the possibility of dinner."
"Let me give you something to give you the energy to go there without passing out." Tambry walked to the kitchen.
Randy couldn't put into words how much he thought Tambry was an angel at that moment. She wasn't just helping him out and keeping him in one piece, but her intentions were clear. She loved the town she grew up in, but she didn't see a future in it, especially as long as someone like Preston Northwest kept a stranglehold in the city. Randy had heard many stories of people coming to Norrisville from small towns like this one to start a better life and now he could understand them through Tambry.
People in small towns want big dreams because they want more than what they were given. Maybe their lives feel like they're not going anywhere, but out of these towns, they feel like they've got a shot. And that was the least that Randy could do for Tambry. But for now, he had a case to solve and a report to finish.
Item 8: Taxi cab ride to The Log: $1.50
Randy's ride to the famous diner was short but he had to admit that the locale lived up to the name it had.
The Log was just that, a large tree log that had been hollowed out and turned into a diner for the people of Gravity Falls but it was also popular with the passing truckers that wanted a cup of Joe. It was that kind of diner that everyone went to for a night out but not that dissimilar to the one Tambry worked at.
Randy walked into the diner and quickly spotted the woman he was looking for.
Pacifica was taking the order of the latest batch of truckers that had stopped by. She wore a tight pink uniform with a white apron that barely clung to her large childbearing hips and large ass that fit Tambry's description of it. She looked rather annoyed at her customers and hadn't seen Randy yet.
"So, let me see if I've got this right," Pacifica said. "You want the Sloppy Joe with extra cheese cakes, you want an extra meaty rump roast and you want a tall vanilla thick milkshake with the roasted thighs?" Pacifica sighed as the three truckers were all in on the joke, like she hadn't heard it over a million times since she started working at the diner.
"Yep, that's right, sweet thing!" The trucker laughed.
"No need to back up!" The second trucker added.
"You can take your time going back and forth!" The third trucker snickered.
Pacifica rolled her eyes in annoyance. Her ass was always a target of every pervert and knuckle dragging male within Gravity Falls. But she often saw it as a shield and a way to distinguish herself from her family. Even more so now that she was working out for her own slice of the pie. So she did what she always did, walk away with dignity.
However, one of the truckers slapped her ass, making her flinch.
"Come on sweetie, just sit here with us and we'll give you a nice big old tip." The trucker smiled through his crooked teeth, thinking that Pacifica would actually consider his option.
Pacifica's hand curled up into a fist as her eyes turned into a glare of anger. She had been slapped, pinched and cat called enough times that she was aching to make the next guy eat a big knuckle sandwich.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Pacifica asked, straining her voice to sound sweet.
"I said, why don't you just sit here with us-" The trucker went in for another butt slap, only this time Pacifica caught his hand and twisted it with a strength that would put a gorilla on its knees.
Randy winced at how the man was now down on the floor, screaming in pain. He felt bad for the trucker. He had planned to go in and pull her out of that situation, but it seemed that he was going to rescue the trucker.
"I'm sorry gentlemen, but I'm going to need to borrow your waitress for a little bit." Randy made himself known. "Ms. Northwest, I'm Randy Cunningham, I hope you remember me."
"I do remember you, sir." Pacifica turned to the kitchen. "Susan, I'm going to take my break once I give you the order." She released the trucker's wrist, causing him to fall.
"If you'll excuse us." Randy pulled Pacifica away from the truckers that now watched his friend holding his wrist while sobbing.
Randy and Pacifica went to the corner of the diner where they sat in an empty booth. Pacifica served them both some coffee thinking that they both needed something in their system.
"Is that how most nights are for you?" Randy asked. "I'd expect better treatment for someone that's the daughter of the richest man in town."
"If it were for my father, I'd be at home preparing myself to be someone's wife or mother," Pacifica said. "He's not very open to the changing world, Mr. Cunningham. He likes things to be a certain way all the time. Him with all his money in the world and everyone else at the bottom. That's why he likes this little quiet town that seems to be stuck in time." She drank some coffee.
"And why he's so violent when someone doesn't give him what he wants?" Randy pointed out.
Pacifica looked at Randy with interest. She had been glad to meet someone from the outside that wasn't trying to get in her father's favor or her pants to get a slice of the Northwest fortune. And considering that he job had her often surrounded with the later of those two, he was someone that she was very interested in meeting. She put down her coffee cup and looked at Randy, knowing what he was going to ask her.
"Yes. I'm aware that he has lost quite a lot of money due to risky investments and then this life insurance policy nonsense. I don't know who he swindled to put that as soon as my mom died, but I can tell you that he will treat it as another business venture." Pacifica growled.
"Well, I'm not going to disagree with you on that one, Ms. Northwest, except there's one small detail you might've not detected." Randy coughed.
"Is that a jab at me for not being a detective like yourself?" Pacifica raised her eyebrow.
"Not in the slightest. The policy on your mother's life insurance is 100% legit, according to my boss it was submitted about a week before your mother's 'accident'." Randy revealed, causing Pacifica to look at him with astonishment.
"What?" Pacifica asked.
"Your father dropped off all the necessary paperwork stamped and ready for submission and then left after it was approved." Randy explained. "There's also some information about your mother that I've uncovered that might–most likely be the reason behind your mother's death."
Pacifica could already put the pieces of the puzzle together in her head. She didn't have a single doubt that her father was a piece of work when it came to behaving like an actual father, but she thought even he had a few lines he wouldn't cross. The history of her family was just not one that most people would believe if they heard. But she guessed if all her ancestors had made their fortunes doing heinous things, then her father wasn't that far off.
All color left her face as she realized that Randy was leading to something she didn't want to face.
Randy noticed her eyes getting darker and her grip on her cup was getting weaker. He held on to her hand, calming her down. He hated this part of the job. Telling the people they cared about how their friends or family were making these decisions for some quick cash always left a bad taste in his mouth. He looked at her in the eyes, knowing that the secret he was about to tell her might destroy whatever good memories she had of her mom.
"You don't need to know all the details if you don't want." Randy held her hand.
"But I do. I want to know why my dad, the scumbag that he is, would do what you're accusing him of." Pacifica downed the last bit of her coffee, never looking away from Randy. "So spit it out."
"Very well. Your mother had some affairs around town and amongst your father's rich friends. I believe that your father caught wind of those rumors." Randy explained, wondering if he would have to end up dodging the cup that Pacifica was holding onto like she planned to turn it into a diamond from all the pressure. "Then when the investments went bad and he lost all that money, he looked for a way out before the banks started asking for their investments. And you know the rest."
Randy looked at Pacifica who just looked down at her empty cup like it was supposed to fill up. He couldn't imagine what she was going through. The last thing he wanted was to tell the daughter of that family that her mother was having adulterous affairs and that her father killed her mother was a lot to take in. The problem now was that he needed to get information on how to change things.
"So, what will you do now?" Pacifica asked.
"As much as I've got a pretty good reason to take down your father, all I've got is circumstantial evidence. And I've got no confidence in those two clowns this town calls sheriff and deputy. I could present the information to the county sheriff or the FBI but that's hopeful thinking." Randy rubbed the side of his head before pinching the bridge of his nose. "All I can do is make my report that will keep him from getting the money from the policy."
"What if he confessed?" Pacifica asked.
"Huh?" Randy asked.
"What if my dad confessed to killing my mom? Would you be able to get someone to actually do something?" Pacifica glared at Randy with more rage in her eyes that he'd ever seen in his life.
Randy straightened up at the words the young heiress was suggesting. He could obviously see that she was angry, and that was always a bigger motivator for action than cooling heads. He needed to calm her down, because this kind of entrapment would be tricky and dangerous when it came to someone that was volatile and unwilling to talk.
"I know that my mother wasn't exactly the type to pass up the possibility of having a good bit of fun. I remember hearing some conversations in which she described being intimate with him being like being fucked by a sweaty pig that thought itself a stallion." Pacifica spat out. "I guess that he didn't like that remark. So, I also think that he didn't want those rumors circulating anymore. Two birds with one stone as you said."
"Pacifica, you understand what you're suggesting?" Randy leaned forward, whispering. "Confronting your father with this information would not end well. And he has no reason to believe my words."
"But he might have something to say to me." Pacifica pulled Randy by the tie, getting him in front of her face. "I want to make that bastard pay. And I think the two of us can make him squeal. He likes to feel above all else, and that's when you will hear him confess and that's when you'll get the evidence you need to get the real law down on him."
Randy couldn't believe that Pacifica was suggesting to use her as bait against her father.
"I'm doing this with or without you, Randy. And if I go alone, I might kill him." Pacifica was serious.
Her father had killed her mother to get his hands on a damn fortune and to silence a bunch of rumors. She wasn't going to turn around from this and she couldn't let her father get away with this kind of madness. Her family name was tarnished enough without this bullshit. And she'd be damned before she let him pull this kind of stunt and have him smiling afterwards.
Randy could tell that she wasn't playing around. He dealt with bluffers often in this business on a daily basis and she wasn't one of them. He sighed, knowing that this was going to end with him having to go with her plan.
"Alright, you say you got a plan? I'm all ears." Randy sighed in defeat.
"Good, you're seeing it my way. But not here." Pacifica got up from her seat. "My shift ends in three hours. Stick around and then we'll talk about what to do and how we'll do it. And maybe I'll get to see just how good of a sleuth you are." She winked.
Randy sighed, knowing that he was now in for another turn upon the track. He should've known that dealing with Gravity Falls never came easy or simple. He looked out the window, wondering how to break the news to Howard about what he was planning to do. His eyes then landed on a menu at the edge of the table. If he was going to be there for at least three hours, he could use the food to get back all that he'd lost with Wendy and Mabel.
The sun was setting as Randy decided to have something to eat.
"I'll have the cola and the Unknown Burger with fries."
Item 9: Cola and Unknown Burger meal with fries and phone call: $ 7.50
"So that's the situation, huh?" Howard asked over the phone.
"Yeah, that's the dark and gritty of it." Randy looked around, making sure no one was listening in on his conversation. "I'm gonna try to get some evidence to solidify the case but in case this goes belly up, I figured that calling you would be a smart move." Randy leaned against the wall the phone was bolted to.
"Jeez, this guy is one sick puppy. You sure you don't want to call the sheriff to help you in this mess?" Howard asked.
Before Randy could answer the question, he looked out the window. He saw the same sheriff and his deputy driving away, stuffed with doughnuts and coffee and not a care in the world. He didn't know if they were drunk, under the influence of some drugs or if they were this idiotic on their own. He was pretty sure it was the latter.
"I wouldn't hold my breath." Randy lost a little more of faith he had in what passed for law and order in this town.
"Damn, they're that bad. Somehow I don't feel surprised. I'll send the information to the proper authorities, but you need to get something solid to put the last nail on this bastard." Howard sighed. "Try getting under his skin. Or have his possible daughter get under his skin."
"'Possible daughter'?" Randy asked. "What are you saying, Howard?"
"Well, from what you told me and how you described the young miss, I'd say that there is a slim if not great chance that the good old block she was supposedly chipped from is not Mr. N." Howard overexplained.
Randy looked at Pacifica. He observed her up and down, noting the clear differences between the two parents. She didn't have that air of superiority that Preston had, nor did she have any marks of his side of the family. He saw more of her mother, at least in terms of gender and figure. But her blonde hair and clear blue eyes must've been from another one of her mother's many lovers.
"Yeah, I don't think that she's got anything from her father." Randy scratched his chin. "She's putting her apron away, her shift must be over. Wish me luck."
"Godspeed my friend. And make sure you don't have too much sex with her before the confession, that might be a bit of a thing people frown on." Howard added, hanging up before Randy could snap back at him.
Randy hung up the phone as he saw Pacifica walking towards him with her bag in hand. He noted that she had quickly gotten out of her waitress uniform and was now wearing a similar dress to the one she had worn when they first met. It always surprised him that women in this town could put on and take off their clothes in the blink of an eye. He shook those thoughts from his head as Pacifica walked up to him with a proud stride.
"I'm ready, Mr. Cunningham." Pacifica held out her arm.
"Where shall we go, Ms. Northwest?" Randy wrapped his arm around her own arm.
"It'll be a quiet spot for us to discuss things." Pacifica led Randy to her car.
They got in her car with her driving it away from the diner. They didn't talk at first until they got some distance between them and the people of the streets.
"We've got anyone following us?" Pacifica asked.
"I don't see any lights." Randy turned around, making sure that no one was following them. "I think we should be alright. What is your plan exactly? I don't think your father will let you walk away from a conversation that will lead to him being arrested."
"That's why you'll be there. There's a secret entrance from the side of the manor, one of my ancestors had it built in case one day the peasants revolted and wanted to kill our family." Pacifica explained. "You'll find the entrance by the swan statue on the right side of the manor, from there it's a walk up to the third floor and head to the last room to the right that's my father's private study. That's where he'll be at."
"A word of advice, try to get into your old man's skin. He thinks his own farts don't smell, so that means he won't give things out without you pushing him over the edge." Randy offered. "The fact that he snapped when I told him I wasn't giving him the money made him almost blow a gasket, try that."
"You certainly know how to piss off someone, maybe I will ask you to sleep with me." Pacifica purred.
Randy blinked in astonishment. He didn't know what was going on. He'd only exchanged a few words with the blonde heiress and now she was offering to sleep with him. His mind went through different theories as to why the women of this town would be all over him like a bunch of cats on a mouse covered in catnip. Most prominent of all was the fact that he was the only straight male that wasn't so jaded or had more than two brain cells to rub together.
"Don't worry, I'm joking. That kind of talk wouldn't work out in court if this all goes to trial," Pacifica said. "But don't think I haven't caught wind of your flings around town. Tambry has told the other waitresses around town that her latest conquest is a stallion of a lover. And since you're the only man that doesn't live here, then that narrows it down."
"Well, I won't deny nor confirm said rumors as they won't do anything but hurt my credibility as an impartial source in this mess." Randy pointed out.
"Your secret is safe with me~" Pacifica smirked. "Investigator Lover~"
Randy's face grew red as his past flings over the last few days had caught up to him. He didn't regret his time with Tambry, Wendy or Mabel, but he remembered that in small towns like this one rumors spread like wildfire. At least amongst the women of the sleepy weird town.
Randy shook the thoughts out of his mind as they were almost at the manor. Pacifica stopped the car just around the corner with the trees covering them. He gave her one last glance trying to reassure her of what they were about to do. He ran through the woods until he made it to the gate, slipping in as Pacifica drove into the manor. He hid behind the bushes as Pacifica entered the manor.
He ran through the clear foliage of the gardens. He felt like he was running through a golf course in the middle of a resort. The bushes were large and shrewd to look like wild creatures from far away lands. They were full of exotic birds like peacocks and swans that were cawing and fluttering around the gardens. And then there were the large statues that adorned the gardens, ranging from Greek Gods to images of self grandeur of Preston to the swan statue that he'd been looking for.
"Bingo." Randy whispered.
Randy looked behind the large statue to find a secret door. He pulled it open, revealing the dark hallway that delved deep into the manor and the nest of dark secrets that it held. He slowly made his way down the dark dry passage, being led by the light of the manor as his guide. He found a series of steps surrounded by pipes and tubes from all corners of the house. As he slowly made his way up the steps, he heard something coming from one of the pipes. Randy pressed his ear to one of the old pipes, but he didn't hear water flowing inside the pipe.
It started as a muffled sound of voices, but as Randy opened one of the valves, he got a clearer message.
"I'm telling you Gertrude, Master Northwest is a complete deviant."
"You don't have to tell me twice, Stacy. He once asked me to get on my hands and knees and scrub a spilled drink as he hiked up my skirt."
"You girls think that's bad, I'm certain that he's been getting loose women of the streets for the past few weeks up to his room. Not that the late misses cared."
"Shame she had to go, she always let us have seconds from her conquests."
Randy closed the valve, realizing that this secret passage was in actuality.
"So this isn't just a damn secret passage in case of riots and dangerous hillbillies," Randy said, looking at the different pipes running up and down the house. "This is a secret eavesdropping staircase. I bet that he can listen to every inch of the manor with this." He walked up the stairs, trying to see if he could hear anything that was happening on the upper floors.
"That little bitch has been making a mockery of me for the last time."
Randy recognized the voice of Preston. He pressed his ear to the pipe, knowing that the man was talking about Pacifica.
"Does she even know how much I sacrificed to ensure our life of luxury? Noooo. She just goes on galavanting and mixing with the peasants like a waitress of all things! I should've put my foot down and made her into the proper heiress the Northwest legacy deserves. Or at least make sure that she produced a proper heir." Preston sighed, opening a drawer. "And now she's poking her nose into this damn affair. Damn imbeciles those two turned out to be. Oh well one or two more 'slips' won't arouse suspicion." Preston closed his drawer, pulling out something.
Randy pulled himself away from the pipe. He didn't need to stay and listen for another second. He knew what the intent to kill was when he heard it. He quietly ran up the stairs up to the third floor where he found the door out of the passage. He slid the eye window out of the way, spotting Pacifica walking up the study. He wanted to warn her that her father was planning something. But he was too far.
Pacifica knocked on the door of her father's study.
"I-I said I did not want to be disturbed!" Preston called, hiding what he'd pulled out of his drawer.
"Dad, we have to talk. Open up." Pacifica opened the door, stepping into the study.
"Oh, Pacifica, what an unexpected surprise." Preston straightened up at the sight of his daughter, almost as if he was expecting her.
Pacifica entered the room, leaving the door open for Randy to listen in.
Randy got out of the hidden passage, tip toeing straight to the study door. He knew what the plan was, but neither of them had considered that Preston might pull a weapon out. If that happened, Pacifica would be in danger.
Randy wondered what he could use as a weapon, remembering that he still had Tats's gun on him. He let out a sigh of relief that he forgot to hand it to the police earlier.
"So, what can I do for you, my little girl?" Preston leaned back on his large chair, putting his elbows on his large custom made desk. "If you're here to ask me for money, you'll have to follow certain guidelines and conditions for it."
"I haven't come to beg you for anything. I know you're almost penniless by your standards and the banks called about some debts you owe." Pacifica pointed out, making Preston's eyelid flicker.
"Whatever do you mean, honey?" Preston asked. "I'm on top of the world here. No bank in this hemisphere would dare come up with such things. Now, run along now and leave me alone. I've got many, many, more important things to do tonight."
"What? Really? Would these many, many, more important things go by Susan? Trixie? Lisa? Or any other pen name for the women of the street?" Pacifica asked, glaring at her father.
"What? Who told you that?!" Preston snapped.
"I have eyes and ears, dad. Not exactly subtle when they leave ten minutes after arriving! At least when mom had her affairs, she managed to keep them out of the house or make them leave well satisfied! Not that you'd know anything about that!" Pacifica jabbed the needles into her father's pride, making him stand up in rage.
"What madness are you spouting, girl?!" Preston snapped.
Randy's hand reached for the gun, slowly pulling it out.
"Come on, dad, it is clear as day that you and mom couldn't stand each other. She slept with other men, even your business friends! But you refused to do the healthy thing and talk with her or get a divorce. No, not Preston Northwest." Pacifica unloaded on her father many years of repressed anger and frustration. "You'd rather turn her 'accident' into a way to scheme more money from others because everything has to be given to you. You're a liar, a thief and a coward. A heartless monster who'd turn the death of his own wife into a business transaction."
Preston's frown worsened to the point that it threatened to split his face down right in the middle. He had never been talked to like that by anyone. Not even his father ever talked to him like that. A red mist of rage and anger clouded his eyes as the vision of his daughter turned into his own late wife. He saw her there, laughing and making a fool out of him with her countless affairs. His fists tightened in rage as he saw Pacifica as the last insult his wife had left him.
But then, a moment of clarity occurred.
Pacifica had no traits from him. Which could only lead to one conclusion.
"I know that you made a policy on her life to cash in and get yourself out of the mess you made." Pacifica finished.
Preston stood quiet. A small smile crept on his face as though he realized that they were alone in the house and none of the servants could hear them from all the way down on the first floor.
"And what exactly is your plan, girl? Tell the cops? Ha! Those two buffoons can be bought with a bag of doughnuts! I own this town and everyone that lives in it!" Preston snapped, pulling out his gun.
Pacifica flinched slightly at the sight of a gun aimed at her. She tried not to show fear, but the look of apathy her father was giving her made her all the more certain that he was going to shoot her. All she could do was bluff and give Randy his opening, it was the Northwest way of doing things.
"I'll tell the press and the investigator you tried get run out of town. They'll make sure you're behind bars before the month is over." Pacifica defied.
"Ha! You think anyone will believe the word of some blue collared nobody from the other side of the country? You're definitely not my daughter, such lack of ruthlessness and pride in your ancestry is a clear show that you're not my blood." Preston walked up to her, aiming his gun at her chest. "And now that I'm certain you're not mine, I gotta say it is quite a shame. You did inherit your mother's superior looks. But don't worry, I'll be sure to make this quick, unlike the old bat who I had to push down the damn stairs."
"Not so fast, Preston!" Randy jumped from behind the door with his gun aimed square at Preston. "Drop the gun and step away from her before I give you the same courtesy your goons gave me."
"You! What are you doing here?! You should be on your way back East." Preston growled.
"I decided to stick around." Randy gestured Preston to back away. "Now, drop that piece. Or I drop you."
Preston hated the idea of doing what Randy told him. All his powerful rich man instincts told him to fight it, but the look on Randy's face made it clear that he wasn't bluffing. He dropped his gun, kicking it away. He didn't care, he would use his best weapon, his skills to make those lower than him do what he wanted.
"See? I did what you asked." Preston smiled. "Now, let's talk this over."
"There's nothing to talk about, Preston. You've just admitted to killing your wife before two witnesses. Consider your claim null and voided." Randy narrowed his eyes.
Randy stood firm. He got between Preston and Paacifica, glaring at him with intensity. He wasn't going to let him get away with this.
"Is it really? From where I stand it's your word against mine, boy. I am the most powerful man in this backwater town!" Preston stomped towards Randy. "You'll be lucky to find a job as a damn meter maid!"
"Then it's a good thing I don't work for you or in this town." Randy said.
Just then the butler entered the room.
"Pardon me, sir. I heard some shouting and-" the butler began, getting Randy's attention.
Preston lunged at Randy, trying to wrestle the gun out of his hand. He would not be stopped at this point. He could easily make his butler see things his way, the old fool listened to him like an obedient dog. All he needed was to 'accidentally' kill the damn investigator and his ungrateful brat and make his butler believe that he was being attacked by them. Brilliant!
Randy and Preston struggled, fighting for control of the gun. Their hands gripped it, moving it around the air like a lit candle in a rock and roll concert. Neither wanted to let go of the gun and neither was willing to back down. Like two dogs fighting over a piece of meat, they dug their heels and struggled to get the upper hand. But neither was giving an inch.
Preston pushed Randy towards one of the chairs, using this chance to move the gun to his face. As an evil smile spread on his face, he got the air knocked out of him as Randy bent his knee right at the family jewels. Preston's hold weakened, giving Randy the chance to roll out of the way.
They landed on the floor, still fighting for dominance. They rolled on the floor as Preston managed to snatch the gun out of Randy's hand. But Randy used this chance to punch Preston in the nose, breaking it. But Preston would not let this insult stop him. He jumped for the gun as Randy swiped at it.
BANG!
The room grew quiet.
Pacifica gasped.
Preston got up to his feet, gun in his hand.
"Let that be a lesson to you, boy. The Northwests… will always… rise… to the top." Preston laughed.
But his laugh didn't last long.
Preston collapsed on the floor.
A bullet hole in his chest turned his shirt red.
Randy got back up, looking at the dead man.
"Sir. I think you should call the police," Randy said.
"Right away, sir." The butler ran out of the room.
Randy walked away from the body as Pacifica ran up and hugged him, burying her face in his chest, crying her eyes out. He couldn't stop himself from hugging her, comforting her to the best of his ability. It wasn't everyday that one lost their father and what they thought of their mother in a single day.
Randy had to give it to the Gravity Falls Police, they were quick to the scene when the sole richest man in town bought the farm. He watched as they took away Preston's body in a black body bag, after dropping it a couple times. Just then the forensic doctor walked up to Randy with an envelope.
"Here you go, Mr. Cunningham." The doctor handed Randy the paper.
"Thank you, doctor. I was hoping to see this sooner or later." Randy opened the envelope to see its contents. "Just as I suspected."
"What you got there, fancy big city investigator man? A bill for your dry cleaner?" Bulbous laughed along with his deputy.
Pacifica growled at the two. Their incompetence had taken out her last nerve of the evening.
"You two, shut it!" Pacifica snapped. "If you two morons had done your job properly none of this would've happened!"
"It's alright, Pacifica." Randy calmed down the heiress before turning to the officers. "This here is a chemical analysis of Priscilla Northwest's body the doctor did as part of the procedure. It shows that she didn't have any alcohol in her system when she died. This, along with Preston's confession, is irrefutable proof that Priscilla was murdered. Thank you, doctor."
"My pleasure." The doctor took the paper back as the two officers of the law were left looking more like idiots than they normally did.
Randy and Pacifica were left alone at the manor as the butler walked up to them.
"I beg your pardon, miss. But me and the rest of the staff believe it to be best if you don't spend the night at the manor." The butler said.
"Yes, thank you," Pacifica said. "I don't believe you'll mind me staying with you for the night, would you?" She turned to Randy, giving him a pair of puppy dog eyes.
"Um, I'll have to check with Tambry first." Randy shrugged.
Item 10: Taxi drive back to Tambry's place: $2.00
Randy and Pacifica took a cab back to Tambry's place after she packed a suitcase for the night. He understood that she didn't want to drive after such a stressful night, and he hoped that he could help her relax for the rest of that evening.
"Darling, I'm home," Randy said, opening the door.
"Come in the two of you." Tambry gestured to Pacifica in as Randy helped her with the suitcase. "You two look like you need a drink. A strong one."
"Thanks, Tams. I could use one or two." Pacifica admitted as Randy closed the door behind him.
"I think we can do more than that." Tambry pulled out a bottle of her good stuff.
"Don't give her too much, Tambry. She's had a long day." Randy put the suitcase down, hoping that Pacifica would go easy on the sauce.
Pacifica chugged the glass she had in hand like a pro drinker. She slammed it on the table before her with a sigh. She looked ahead at Randy with an angry look on her face. She was not in the mood for anything less than the best she could drink. She was cheered on by Tambry as she served herself another glass.
"Woo hoo! You go girl!" Tambry cheered.
"That no good son of a rat bastard! He tried to kill me and call me out for not being Northwest!" Pacifica ranted with her breath reeking of strong alcohol. "He even had the gall to look at me like I was some cheap whore like my mother! Ha, he can rot! Our family name was broken long ago and now I'll fix it!" She gulped down another glass of the strong beer.
"I think you two have had a lot to drink," Randy said, feeling the effects of the alcohol getting to him.
"Nah, don't worry babe~! We've got all we need here!" Tambry wrapped herself around Randy, kissing his cheek. "Besides, when shit hits the fan the last thing you should do is not drink and party until your panties drop. Am I right, Paz?"
"Damn, straight!" Pacifica fell on the couch after taking her sixth glass of beer. "I'm Pacifica Freaking Northwest and I'll make my own fate."
Randy felt a tingle of sadness. He looked at Tambry, who looked at him with dreamy eyes.
"I think I should put her in the guest bed." Randy pried Tambry off of him before getting back up to his feet.
"Don't bother, take her to our bed, she's earned it~" Tambry whispered into Randy's ear.
Randy couldn't help but doubt if Tambry was joking or not. He blamed the alcohol for how the two girls were behaving, but he didn't say anything about what Pacifica had gone through a few hours ago. He picked her up despite her clinging to the couch like a cat would cling to its preferred resting spot. He managed to toss her on his shoulder.
"Alright, time for bed." Randy walked with Tambry following him.
"Ooh, I like it when a man is rough with me." Pacifica pinched Randy's ass.
"Girl, you don't know what my man can do." Tambry winked at Pacifica. "You just gotta tell him that you're his and if not, try being assertive."
"You two know that I'm here, right?" Randy asked as he made it to the door of the bedroom.
"In that case you know I want to fuck!" Pacifica got off of Randy, pulling him into a deep and savage kiss. "And I bet you want to fuck a heiress that owes you her life." She pulled back with a trail of saliva connecting them.
"Oh, do it honey. Make this a night to remember~" Tambry hugged Randy from behind, pressing her F-cup breasts against his back.
Randy was pulled into the bedroom by Pacifica as she savagely kissed him once more. He could taste the alcohol in her saliva and how her inner desires were making her act like a wild woman. Add some more muscles, a red wig and larger breasts and she could've passed for Wendy. He was pushed onto the bed as Pacifica continued kissing him. He felt how she pulled away his clothes with her well manicured fingers. He was pinned on top of her by her muscular legs and thighs, while his clothes flew around the room.
Pacifica released Randy's mouth after tasting his strong flavor after mixing it with the beer they had just drank down. Her body heated up like she had been laying before the hot summer sun. She felt her lower lips getting moist and ready for cutting loose after so long. She marveled at Randy's body, drooling at the muscles that lead before her. She licked his chest and neck, getting the taste of his sweat. She smiled as her instincts took over. She pulled apart her dress, revealing her large E-cup breasts being held by a white bra.
"Nice rack, Pacifica. Though your best attributes are a little lower than those puppies~" Tambry took off her clothes, revealing her chocolate sweat covered body. "Time to show off the goods, Paz~"
"You don't need to tell me twice!" Pacifica reached for her skirt, pulling it down, revealing her large thick ass.
If Mabel was known through Gravity Falls for her large almost cartoonishly big gazongas, Pacifica was the one that had the ass to match. Her large buttcheeks glistened in the light, looking as smooth and as firm as a pair of jaw breakers but with the bounce of a pair of pillow-sized marshmallows. If she sat down on someone with her ass, she could either break their neck or suffocate them with ease.
Randy gulped as Pacifica looked at him with a drunken lust. She smacked her ass, making it bounce before him, making his mouth water.
"Damn, girl. Now you're talking about." Tambry groped Pacifica's ass, getting moans from her. "Come on, Randy, don't leave this girl hanging. I'll handle her large ass, you handle her moist pussy~. Gotta get her ready for when you stick your manhood in her~" She kissed Randy, getting him more and more in the mood.
Pacifica looked down as Randy's bulging pants. She gasped at the large size that was fighting for a chance to breathe fresh air. She looked at Tambry who only nodded in affirmation. She shuddered in anticipation as the dark skinned beauty rubbed her naked body against her fair one with a trail of kisses.
Pacifica's moans were the last straw for Randy. He pulled off his pants, letting his erect manhood jot out before the two women like a mighty redwood tree. He kissed Pacifica on the lips, making his way down with a trail of kisses and licks. He groped her breasts and sucked on her nipples, getting more moans out of her before he went further South. He arrived at her puffy pink pussy lips that had a patch of trimmed blonde hair. He gave her a deep lick, tasting her juices that reminded him of key lime pie.
Pacifica moaned loudly but was silenced by Tambry's lips, claiming hers. She was defenseless as the tongues of Randy and Tambry made her their sexual toy. She normally would've been against the idea, but as they pulled her closer to them and gave her every inch and gram of love her family had never given her, she fell in love with them making her moan loudly and passionately. She pulled Tambry deeper into the kiss with one of her hands as she used the other one to make Randy do the same.
"That's it princess~ Forget all the bad stuff and just focus on the pleasure~" Tambry pulled Pacifica onto her breasts, making her suck on them. "You're now our girl, and as soon as you're done getting ready, you'll get a taste of Randy's manhood~"
As the blonde heiress suckled on Tambry's tits, Randy delved deep into her hungry snatch. He tasted her folds with skill and great care, making sure to give her as much pleasure that she'd cum in his mouth like a bitch in heat. His tongue wrapped around her inner muscles, feeling them coil around him, trying to coat him in her juices to mark him. He couldn't stop himself from going deeper until he found her G-spot and her clitoris. His fingers rubbed her clit as his tongue licked her G-spot like a hungry man would an ice cream.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Keep going, Randy~! Don't you dare fucking stop~!" Pacifica bellowed in pleasure as her mouth released Tambry's hard wet nipples. "Ruin all other men for me~! Make me cum like a common whore~!" She came, letting out a squirt of pleasurable juices.
"Phew, now that's a climax. But we're not done yet, Paz~" Tambry pushed a panting Pacifica in front of Randy's large throbbing manhood.
Tambry and Pacifica drooled at the sight of the intimidating manhood. The heiress had never seen one as big and as fierce as this cock. She couldn't imagine it going inside her without splitting her in two. But before she could say or do anything, Tambry jumped in, licking it like a large piece of candy. Her dark fingers rubbed the cock before Pacifica's eyes as her tongue licked and coated it with her spit.
Tambry sucked on his manhood, lovingly moaning like a lover making sure that her partner felt all she felt. She looked up at Randy, giving him lovestruck eyes before gesturing to Paz. She pulled back as Randy aimed his manhood at her.
"Your turn, baby~" Tambry gently pushed Pacifica's mouth onto the erect manhood, making it go inside.
Pacifica shuddered as Randy made it into her mouth. Her mouth was filled with a strong taste, Her mouth loosened up as her mind went on with pure instinct. She bobbed her head on his manhood, getting moans from Randy. Her tongue licked and slurped on his manhood as more and more of his taste invaded her mouth. Her eyes rolled back as the salty pre-cum filled her mouth.
As soon as her tongue tasted the salty flavor, she increased her bobbing, making it all the way to the base. Pacifica wanted more, making Randy's hands pull her deeper. She felt his tip touch the back of her throat, growing larger inside her.
Randy could feel his climax coming up from behind him. He wasn't going to last long. He pulled Tambry up, kissing her with passion. He made Pacífica bob faster as his balls got ready to release his seed deeply into her mouth. His fingers delved into Tambry's pussy as Pacifica got a mouthful of his musk. He grunted into Tambry's mouth as he came.
"Pacifica! I'm cumming!" Randy grunted in pleasure as the two girls came with him.
Randy's seed filled Pacifica's mouth, giving her a big taste of what was to come.
Tambry's juices coated his hand as she came.
Pacifica came at the feeling of his seed filling her. She couldn't hold it in. She let out some of his seed out of her mouth, letting it fall on her breasts and face.
"Oh my gosh, how are all the other girls not pregnant?" Pacifica panted, seeing her breasts coated in a thick layer of seed. "I almost choked. And yet, I want more and more deep inside me~!" She licked and slurped herself clean.
"I know the feeling. He's a stud through and through. And I can't wait to get more out of him." Tambry stroked Randy's cock, making Pacifica flinch in shock. "After hearing how he fucked Wendy and Mabel after doing me made me realize that I want to see him mate other women. So, how about it, Paz? Want to feel the same cock that turned the famous Maboobs into a satisfied puddle?"
Pacifica laid on her back, pulling her legs over her head, presenting her drenched steamy pussy. Her heartbeat was thunderously pounding in her ears as she showed herself off. Her breeding instincts and lack of restraints surrendered her to the man before her. She was getting sweaty with anticipation.
"I think that's a yes." Randy and Tambry moved upon Pacifica.
Randy got above her, pulling her into a mating press position as Tambry watched from behind the blonde for the best view.
"Are you ready?" Randy asked.
"Yes… Make me your woman!" Pacifica moaned, feeling the tip of his manhood near her entrance.
Randy pressed his manhood against her entrance, spreading her folds. He made his way into her slowly, hearing her moans and gasps as she got used to his size. He reached the bottom of her womb's entrance, letting out a sigh at the snug feeling of her warm walls. He could tell that she wasn't a virgin but he was by far the only man that made her shake in pleasure. He looked up as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Pacifica moaned in pleasure as Randy waited for her to tell him that it was okay to move. She looked at him, nodding. She would start her new life with all she had. She screamed in pleasure as Randy's large manhood made its way in and out of her, rearranging her organs like a battering ram. She felt her juices coating his manhood over and over as her large ass was used to cushion each blow from his hips. She gasped and moaned as she felt him increasing the speed of his thrusts.
Pacifica had been reduced to a common whore that was more that happy to sing the national anthem with moans if the right man gave her the pleasure she sought. But her heart soared as she looked up at Randy and Tambry while they looked at her. They kissed her and groped her, making her feel more love in that brief moment of eternity than any moment in her life. She cried out curses full of pleasure and euphoria as Randy thrusted at a faster rate, hitting her most sensitive spots.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me~! Make me your woman! Ruin other men for me! Make me cum like a whore~!" Pacifica cried out as her ass cheeks claped against his thrusts. "Cum inside me and start a new generation for my family! Make me one of your concubines and use me to breed your children~!"
"Oh fuck she means it, Randy~" Tambry bit her lower lip. "I wanna go next~!"
Randy grunted in pleasure as he was looked at with the hungry eyes of the two women. He increased the speed of his thrusts, grabbing hold of Pacifica's large thick ass. His fingers dug into her marshmallow soft ass cheeks, pulling her into his thrusts to go in deeper. He was engulfed by her hot folds as he panted in desire. His manhood struck the entrance of her womb and her G-spot over and over to the rhythm of a beating drum. He felt her folds tightly milking his manhood in desire to have his seed deep inside her.
Pacifica felt her womb opening up to receive his seed. She didn't know how or why, but the primal desire to breed with a strong partner was making her ready for the inevitable. Her face contorted in full pleasure as she moaned and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was lost in pleasure and she wanted to feel his seed deep inside her. She pulled Tambry down to kiss her lips in a quick and savage makeout before pulling Randy into another kiss.
"Pacifica, I'm cumming!" Randy groaned as his cock grew larger inside Pacifica.
"Do itsh! Do itsh! Breed me!" Pacifica groaned with her tongue hanging out.
Randy couldn't hold back any longer. His manhood exploded in pleasure, releasing his seed deep inside her womb like a torrent of white thick paint. He tightly groped her ass with his hands, pinning her down like a wild animal.
Pacifica came one last time as her stomach grew warm and squirted as her ass was played with. She felt so sensitive and out of breath that she almost passed out. Her face grew red and hot with all the feeling she was being filled with. She passed out from the pleasure as her face was frozen in a horny mask that wanted more. Once she caught her breath.
"I think you knocked her up, babe~" Tambry kissed Randy. "Now it's my turn~"
"So this is where the party is at?"
Randy and Tambry looked to the entrance of the room. They were surprised to see a naked Wendy and Mabel with glistening pussies ready for action.
The two girls had blushes on their faces and smiles that could only be described as predatory. They looked directly at Randy's naked form in his whole glory and then at the other two girls in the bed with him. A stab of jealousy made them horny for more of his loving form. They had grown fond of the investigator and were all for having some more sexual affairs with him, even if it was just occasional friends with benefits.
"Wendy, Mabel? What are you doing here?" Randy asked, pulling out of Pacifica, letting a stream of white seed to sprout.
"Well, we heard that you've had a long day with old man Northwest and given that your job is almost done," Mabel began saying, pinching her nipple.
"We thought that you could use some company to get your mind off of it. But it seems we entered into an orgy." Wendy licked her lips. "You really are the best investigator we could've asked. Plus, it looks like the best way to say goodbye to you and Tams here."
"So let's make some babies~!" Mabel jumped, making her breasts bounce.
"Babies?" Randy asked.
"Well, you heard them, babe." Tambry grabbed his cock. "Besides, this town needs some genes with brains. Let's celebrate a job well done~."
Randy was then pounced on by the three women as Pacifica pulled herself from her orgasmic coma.
"I want more too~." Pacifica moaned out.
Tambry began due to her seniority. She bounced on top of Randy's body in a cowgirl position, making her breasts and ass bounce with every strike she made. She moaned in pleasure as Randy thrusted into her from below, groping her breasts at the rhythm of her bounces. Her folds wrapped around his manhood, milking his manhood with the softness of a massage with her warm juices. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Randy struck the entrance of her womb over and over, making her cum on him over and over.
"Put a baby in me, my love~! Make me your woman~!" Tambry cried out. "Make love to me like the first time! I love you!"
The heat of her body increased and made her cum on her partner with desire. She could feel his manhood growing larger and larger inside of her. Her mouth hung open as he pulled her into a kiss, planting her on his lap. She groaned in pleasure and happiness. Letting out an euphoric moan, she panted as his seed painted her womb white, filling her to the brim.
Wendy laid on her back as Randy thrusted into her. She grunted and flexed her muscles in pleasure as he struck her sensitive spots. She held the sheets, fighting off her desire to cum her brains out. But every thrust she received was hitting all the right spots inside of her. She moaned as she grabbed hold of her breasts, groping them like a pair of doughy fun bags.
"Suck on my tits, Randy! Make this Amazon redhead into your baby mama!" Wendy cried out with her tongue hanging out. "Make me cum and mark me~! I wanna cum so badly!"
Wendy wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him deeper into her pussy. She felt her womb opening up and feeling his manhood hitting the back of it. She screamed in pleasure as Randy bit down on her two nipples at once, making her cum. She let out a shallow breath as she felt his seed painting her walls.
Mabel moaned out in pleasure as Randy thrusted into her from behind like a wild beast. She cursed in pleasure as he grabbed hold of her large breasts, groping her like he was milking a large cow. Her folds grew tighter around his manhood the more he played with her sensitive breasts. The brown haired woman bucked her hips against his cock, feeling him strike at her G-spot. She could feel her climax coming upon her, giving her a mischievous idea.
"Come here, stud~!" Mabel stuffed one of her breasts into Randy's mouth. "Suck on it like our babies will~!"
She bounced quickly as Randy's tongue licked and sucked on her sensitive pink nipple. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her juices began to leek and mark Randy in anticipation for his climax. She let out a loud moan as his manhood broke through her cervix, filling her up like a brooding mare.
Pacifica went next once more, moaning like a bitch in heat as Randy lifted one of her thick legs over his shoulder and thrusted into her. Her insides were coiling around his manhood as the heat of her pussy tantalized him to go further. Her juices and his seed mixed into the best lubricant that made him go faster and faster into her, making Randy strike at her sensitive folds at a rapid speed that brought her orgasm like a breaking dam.
"More, Randy! Fuck me more! Make love to me~! Spank my ass!" Pacifica begged as her climax got ever closer.
Pacifica felt the loud slap strike her flesh over and over. Her ass cheeks rippled from the strong blows of the spanks. She felt each spank like a spike of pleasure hitting her to her core. She felt herself climaxing over and over as Randy's cock fired seed shot after seed shot inside her like a hose. She came loudly.
The rest of the night became a blur of pleasure and moans. But one thing was certain, they were all more than satisfied by the end.
Item 11: Two Tickets to Norisville: $41.90
After Randy finished his report, he and Tambry took the next bus out of Gravity Falls. They left after promising to come back next summer and see the other girls while keeping in contact with them.
Total Expense account: $203.85.