It was another beautiful and normal day in Gravity Falls, eh well, as normal the local residents can call it. You see, Gravity Falls is prime time central for all its crazy and supernatural phenomenon; that even a small wood ling creature could be just a plain old Gnome hiding from an Eagle. Or a genetically engineered hot boy band group could be roaming around the forest, performing for a dear while one is kissing a…tree; Yep, pretty normal stuff here.
Even with crazy's basically plastered all over the town like a neon sign at night. The citizens of Gravity Falls tend to be oblivious to it or generally ignore it; or in the unlikely case of rationalizing it. Honestly who can rationalize a creature that has claws, fangs, 7 feet tall and can induce your worst fears if you look in to its eyes?
But there is one family that knows the weirdness and crazy dealings that goes on in this town. They are the Pines, namely: Stanley, Mabel and Dipper Pines. They all live a bit far off in the woods, in a shack that is a local tourist destination for all the incoming outsiders. Stanley a.k.a Gruncle Stan to his niece and nephew, owns this establishment, displaying made up creatures and selling knick knacks of said creature at high prices.
Dipper and Mabel, who were visiting their beloved Gruncle, would occasionally work at the Mystery Shack, doing it for family as the adult would put it. The kids were not engrossed with the fake oddities as most of the townspeople/tourists were; well Mabel would at times take childish delight. But as kids who have witnessed the supernatural first hand and went out searching for it, they can honestly say that it takes a lot to peak their interests.
Especially when you have a book that has detailed notes and hidden notes about the ongoing weirdness of the town. It also has notes on: hidden secrets, certain magical creatures, secret locations, spells/curses and magical items that could be too dangerous to fall in to the wrong hands. And on one particular day, the Pines kids are going to find a certainly interesting item.
It was around 8am on a Saturday morning when the Pines kids were having their breakfast. Some pancakes, with eggs, bacon and orange juice to start the day. Though Gruncle Stan left soon after cooking to tend to the Mystery Shack, being that it was going to be a profitable weekend; he left the kids shortly after he scoffed down his breakfast.
The kids were not alone for they had company over. It was none other than Pacifica Northwest. She had recently had a slumber party with the girl twin, much to the "distaste" of the rich girl. Apparently, Mabel offered a chance of a sleepover at her house to the Northwest girl. Pacifica, being her usual self, blandly accepted, being the reason that she wanted to get away from her overbearing parents and "seeing how it would up Mabel's cool factor from the dirt".
In all honesty, Pacifica did want to get a break from her overbearing parents, but also because even though she could not admit it to herself, she considered the Pines twins to be her true friends. True, she had "friends", but they were nothing more than just followers that clung to her money and status; nothing more. She initially did not like the twins, especially Mabel, but overtime, realized that she loved both their humdrum life, genuine personalities and the fact that they don't look at her any differently (albeit at first a spoiled, selfish brat) because of her parents wealth.
She kind of enjoyed the company and realness of them, but would never outright say it. It worked both ways for the twins, as they did not outright like her, but overtime saw that she was just a lonely kid who needed real friends. Mabel, who's one to have a big, kind heart, took the initiative to extend the hand of friendship towards Pacifica. Although she would often mock or belittle the sweater girl for her lower social standing, poor fashion sense, and even her name; it did work out in the end, kind of. Dipper was the least bit convinced about the girl for he did not like her rude attitude or the way she would target his sister in the past. It was only when Pacifica refused her parent's orders, saved everyone at the Northwest party, by appeasing a vengeful ghost; by allowing towns people in to the high end ball.
He then saw another side of her and realized that she was alright, when she is free from the burdens of her family.
So as Mabel and Pacifica were having breakfast and conversing, rather her giving small jabs about their "poor" house and "pathetic" breakfast that mind you she was eating quite comfortably; well changes don't happen overnight. He rolled his eyes at them, before looking back at the newspaper he was reading. He recently found it much more useful to focus on it then listen to her sister drabble on about her usual quirky likes and dislikes.
As he was browsing around, his eyes caught a glimpse of a picture in the upper right corner of the news column. It was something about a rich girl's 13th birthday party happening today at 9pm, promising it to be once in a lifetime opportunity and for the elite and worthy; bring a gift.
'Geez, what's with rich people and spoiled kids' Dipper thought to himself, lowering the paper to catch a glimpse at the blonde girl, as if to say, 'yeah, it must be a money thing' amusing himself as he went back to his reading, while taking a sip of his orange juice he however could not finish it, for he almost choked and did a spit take all over the table.
"What the heck, that is so gross!" "You are so paying for my dry cleaning twerp!" shouted the 2 girls as they were covered by the juice that was from the boy's mouth.
Dipper didn't pay attention though. The cause of this was a picture of a certain prize at the party in the paper. It was a tiara, but not just any tiara. He recognized the tiara from the author's journal, it being one of a dangerous relic that was tool of mass destruction. According to the journal, the tiara contains mystical magic that if worn, grants the wearer great power that could be used to rule a country. But there is a catch, that it corrupts the heart and mind of those of impure souls, making them in to dangerous individuals.
Dipper was even more shocked that this will be a prize at the said party, at the end of the night to the fairest of the ball.
Thoughts were rushing through Dipper's mind about this whole thing. 'Why is this object here? How did these people get their hands on it? And how was he to manage to procure it from them, without causing a scene?' he mused thoughtfully, trying to find the answers to these questions; but before he could think, she was essentially brought back to earth by a splash of liquid in his face.
"Waaaahh! Hey!" he exclaimed in surprise as he used his pajama shirt to wipe his face.
"That's for spitting your juice all over us!" Pacifica said, a feet away from him, with an empty glass, that once held orange juice, "Don't think we are even though, I still want these clothes to be dry cleaned by Monday!" she demanded of the still confused boy.
Dipper, now fully wiped clean, albeit with an orange soak stained shirt, could see what was happening.
"Dipper, what is going on? Why did you spit on us; are you okay?" Mabel was still mad, but realized her brother was too mature to do something like this on purpose, something must be going on.
"Oh yes! I am sorry guys but it is something really serious happening. Take a look at this" he gestured the girls to the column containing the news.
Mabel was confused while Pacifica shrugged and gave an annoyed reply, "So? I got a whole shelf full of tiaras, one more glamorous than the other" she finished with a snobbish tone under it.
Dipper gave an exacerbated groan before telling the 2 girls about what the tiara symbolizes. They were both caught up and had a look of panic on their faces.
"Okay, this is serious time. Can we just go over there and ask for the tiara nicely?" Mabel asked naively.
"No can do sweaters. They are rich, and the rule is that if you want something valuable you got to pay top dollar. Not that you guys have even a 10th of the asking price; besides what girl in their right mind would want to just give away a tiara like that?" Pacifica made a point, albeit a rude one.
Dipper may not have liked how Pacifica put it but understood the reasoning behind it as most rich people can be obnoxious jerks when it comes to parties and treasures.
"How about we just go to the party and win the tiara as its up for grabs?" he said
"But isn't it invite only? How are we ever going to get invitations so quickly?" Mabel pondered this little hitch before Pacifica came through with a solution.
"Eh hem, I believe these should suffice" she said while waving 3 gold plaited birthday cards in the air.
"Wow, awesome" the twins said in unison
"Yeah, I was given 3 cards. One for me the other 2 for my parents but ultimately, I don't like this Scarlett girl. She is so two-faced and I wasn't going to show up and make my own bigger party just to spite her but seeing that this is an emergency or whatever; I guess I could still go" folding her arms together as she rolled her eyes at the idea.
"Well that settles the whole thing; let's get our clothes on, whoo hooo!" Mabel was about to run up the stairs until Dipper stopped her.
"Wait a sec Mabel. There is still one problem. The invitation said it's a GIRLS ONLY party, meaning I can't go" he said, thinking the plan could work with just the both of them only, him being the brains. How wrong he was.
Mabel stopped and looked at Pacifica, who in turn, gave her a side look. It seemed to be scary, freaky, and downright wrong but they both had a sneaky idea of how to remedy this little problem too. The look did not go unnoticed by Dipper and had a sudden chill down his spine.
"What is going on with you 2, why the faces?" Dipper finally asked, seeming afraid.
"Oh nothing Dipper, we just had a brilliant idea of how to get you in to the party. But first, Pacifica and I will go change and grab a few things before we head over to her Mansion, to discuss. I advise you do so as well" with that, they headed up the stairs giggling on the way.
"Oh okay…do hurry up!" he called out. Now he was left alone with a damp shirt and a bad feeling about this whole thing.
'Maybe it won't be so bad after all' he thought to himself as he made his way to the stairs.
Oh Dipper, how many times can you be so wrong? We shall find out.
It was around 12 noon, or as Dipper would call, the time at which his whole boyhood died.
Basically, when they all finished cleaning off and changed in to their normal wear; Pacifica already called her chauffer to come pick her and her friends up (yep, she said those words). And much time later, the driver came and they all headed to her mansion. When they arrived, Dipper noticed Mabel with a big duffel bag, she was practically dragging it across, the court yard.
When he asked her what was in it, she just said it was important to the plan. Leaving him no room to argue but try as he might, it still gave him a sinking feeling.
As they made their way inside, Mabel attempted to fling her bag over her shoulder, to better carry it; forgetting about the servants who would gladly have done that for her. When she tried again, the bag opened a bit and a magazine fell out and slid towards Dipper; leaving the girls to sweat and side-eye each other.
As Dipper pick it up, his eyes bugging out. The magazine, titled Dreamboats 101 ways to turn a boy in to a convincing girl with a picture of kid not so much older than him and the kid adjacent was completely different; because he was a GIRL! This was why he was feeling the sinking feeling and sudden chill.
He looked up from the magazine to see the faces of the 2 girls and…
"Dipper…it's not what you think, we were just…NOW PACIFICA!" it was then Pacifica whistled and pressed a button. Summoning 2 beefed up butlers and sealing the doors.
Dipper tried to make a run for it but found out it was impossible.
"Oh no" he said dejectedly
The next hour was of Mabel and Pacifica, with the aid of the beef butlers, dragging the Pines boy all the way up to the room. He was kicking, screaming for help and overall just cursing about how his sister was a traitor.
When they finally reached the room, after 30 minutes of "persuasion", they finally got Dipper to sit still…being quiet was another ball game.
"MABEL, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? IF YOU PROCEED WITH THIS, I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" shouting as he tried breaking free from the ropes around him.
"Bro I am sorry but we had no choice but go this route" Mabel said, trying to reason.
"No choice? NO CHOICE?! Of course there was a choice, like the both of you going and handling it yourselves; furthermore not tying me up and trying to turn me in to a girl against my will!" he shouted, not believing her. But there is no reason in this world to justify this
"Oh stop being such a baby and relax Pine tree!" it was now Pacifica's turn to speak up. "You said it yourself that this relic could be a real danger to others and the world if in the wrong hands, right? So we need all the hands to make sure that never happens, that includes yours; even if it has to turn all dainty and manicured."
Dipper could only groan at that. He hated it more than he could hate dressing up as a lamb but at least this was to save the world…right?
"Fine, I will do this but no going overboard, okay?!" emphasizing the two words
"Relax Pine tree. I promise you are in good hands" she said that while finally untying him.
"Oh really, who hands?" he said while giving her a raised eyebrow and pointing behind her back
"What?" was all she said, before she turned around to see chaos incarnate.
"Are we ready?" Mabel with her crazy eyes, was holding a glue gun in one hand, a pair of supersized scissors in the other. A jar of green goo on her head and standing over what seems to be a box of makeup junk that looked slightly destroyed.
Pacifica was going to have her work cut out for her.
It was now time to start the most difficult task of the girl's lives. Dress up a boy in to a girl
Mabel firstly took out the jar with green goop. Dipper, who was sitting on the chair, had some reservations, for he did not know what was in it; Pacifica, who was not one to agree with him, could not help but do so.
Mabel told them that is snail hair growth gel. Still confused, she explained that when she "borrowed" her brother's book, she stumbled across a page about magical snails with different slimes that promote different reaction; one of it being hair growth.
When all was said and done, she applied the gel, quite sparingly; covering every follicle and corner of the head.
After wrapping up the head in a towel, Pacifica could start.
She first used dump towels to clean his face of any oils and dirt that might contaminate the makeup. For the base, she used oil and shine primer. It will help make sure his makeup last longer, much to his dismay and prevent it from sipping in to his pores. She dubbed around his face and T-zone, making sure prepare for the next add. Pacifica knew from his fair skin that he was a pink undertone, which was perfect for the foundation she had. Dipper had next to nothing of imperfections on his face so she opted to apply a light coverage with her beauty blender brush. When done, she moved on to adding concealer and boy did he need it.
She applied the concealer upon the under eye, basically to brighten up the shadows that were present. She could not fathom how someone of his age could have massive dark shadows; then again he was the smart one of the twins and must read a lot. Now to hold the makeup and prevent any breakage or oil formation, she added a bit of powder to the areas most known for shine; like the forehead.
The next step was to add some colour back to his cheeks, using her blush. Pacifica basically had to force Dipper to smile, not that anyone could blame him for refusing. She did this, so that his cheeks could be defined enough for her to apply the blush on his "apple cheeks" as she put it. She made sure not to add too much but still give him a natural glow. Pacifica was already aware of Dipper's pink tint nose, so she purposely concealed it, so she may give her own tint; basically giving a less winter affected nose style.
Pacifica moved on to the eye area now. She first of, added a light pink eye shadow, not too bold or overwhelming; enough to set the stage. Afterwards, she added eyeliner and mascara to give more definition to his eyelashes. She dubbed on a bit of nude lip-gloss on his lips. When done, she applied a setting spray to hold this for at least 8 hours.
The goal of this makeup was to give Dipper a more feminine look that would be hard to tell if he was a boy, but fortunately for them, he did hit puberty and his face and body frame were already dainty and somewhat small. Something that Dipper will feel annoyed about, lol.
It was time to hand over the next task to…Mabel.
"Uh, I don't know about this…" worried as he should be.
"Come on Dipper, I am just doing your hair and nails for you. I am really good and it will look totally fab-tastic" Mabel pleaded to her twin brother to trust her.
He was hesitant, but ultimately, he has learned to trust his sister more over the summer and knew she had his back; but as for the makeup thing, revenge will come by later.
"Okay, fine" he sighed out his response, which made the sister squeal and jump for joy.
He was somewhat regretting his choice already, but it was too late now.
Mabel brought out her "makeup kit" and dug to find some her nail kit. She first Dipper's nails of any excess oils with nail polish remover, then moved on to lightly buff the nails, giving it a smoother texture and shorten his nails a bit; finishing it off with nice clean with cotton swabs. She went on to adding base coat, helping the manicure last longer and prevent staining. Now she added liquid latex, for she knew that this would prevent any stains of polish on his nails; personal experience taught her to protect her cuticles. Now it was time to apply the gel polish; she was using a light blue color with a nice pink base layer. Painting one coat before another top coat, making sure to cap the free edge; afterwards took off the latex.
When done she applied mini daisies and finished off with fast-drying top coat to all the nails. Spraying with nail dryer to decrease the chances of denting or smudging the manicure. When Mabel was done, Dipper caught a glimpse and thought they looked pretty, but would not say it out loud; though Mabel knew he secretly liked them.
"Are you going to do my feet too?" it was a simple question but made Mabel pause from the surprise.
"Uh no, Dipper, you will be wearing some closed shoes, so no need" Mabel said as she stood up from kneeling. Honestly she wouldn't mind giving him a pedicure but she really didn't want to touch his feet until they were washed, like 10 times over.
Dipper nodded and understood but secretly would have wanted the same care to his toes as well. 'Oh my stars, did I really admit that?!" he mentally screamed at himself.
While in thought. Mabel went off to his back, checking on his hair. When the covers came off, the hair was long and a MESS! Honestly, the gel worked, that's for sure but it worked too well as Dipper's hair was essentially longer than Mabel's; hitting the floor length. Mabel happy that it actually worked but the slime's smell was still lingering, "nothing that hairspray won't cure" she said under her breath, so as not to worry Dipper.
Mabel usually cuts her own hair that is if Wendy isn't too busy with work. She opted to give him a bob but wanted to experiment with it a little bit long hair. She cut his hair, shorter than hers but reaching a few inches below his shoulders; this in mind for the style she had. She after 30 mins, she finished with the Ribbon Halo Braid style, tucking in some decorative daisies in the creases.
She was now completely done with her part; right on time was Pacifica to bring out the outfits, jewelry and shoes for everyone.
When Dipper realized this, his worries came charging back.
"Do I really have to wear a dress?" he whined, sad at the prospect
"Obviously. This may be a kid party, but you are going to be around high end people and girls who would tear you apart if you screw up. So yeah you have to wear it" leaving no room for sympathy.
"Ugh, fine!" taking the dress, getting change behind a curtain.
After a few minutes, he came out. And both Mabel and Pacifica were beyond impressed by their works.
Dipper was wearing a Princess short red dress with off shoulder organza top and puffy skirt with lace bottom. The skirt had a red bow tied around his waist on the left side. He wore a blue Sapphire choker necklace. He wore grey tights that slightly heightened his legs; finishing everything off with gorgeous Red Patent Leather Slip on Heels. Pacifica originally wanted to go with higher heels but realized who she was dealing with, so no.
Mabel was amazed by how beautiful he looked. If she didn't know it was him, she would have thought that she had another sibling in hiding.
Dipper was really embarrassed by this whole thing. He wanted the earth to split open and swallow him whole, but alas, luck wasn't on his side.
He went to the mirror and at first looked confused, but was in awe about how different he looked; not even his own mother would recognize him, especially from Mabel.
As they were done with the make-over, now came the hard part; lessons on how to act like a girl.
Dipper really wanted to cringe himself to death for this was so much worse.
He was taught how to walk, sit, act and behave like a girl, not just any girl but a high society one.
Pacifica, knowing all the ins and outs, was anything but a fair teacher
Dipper did have better manners could essentially pass. The voice was one problem, although it was not so low but it was not girly enough. That's where Mabel comes in with a vial label, voice change.
Dipper instantly recognized it and wanted to leave but was stopped and forced to drink it. The liquid took effect and just like that, his boyish voice became one of a young girl, if not mature sounding. He would need to ask Mabel what the heck later and question the trust they had.
Everything was going as plan, though his/her walk needed work.
"Great, I am well pleased at myself. Now that leaves us…3 HOURS LEFT, AHHHHH!" Pacifica yelled, realizing they needed to do their own. She ran out to prepare herself.
"Oh My Stars! Quick, where's my dress, shoes and oh boy, MOVE AWAY!" Mabel made a beeline to the next room to change. Leaving Dipper alone and rolling his eyes.
"Seriously? Girls" saying that he turned to look in the mirror and realized just what he was pretending to be at the moment.
"This is going to take years of therapy to through this" he slumped down on a nearby chair, groaning out his hatred of this plan so far.
The group managed to arrive at the party at just 9.15pm, through the nudging of Pacifica; explaining that they need to always show up fashionably late. "Only losers show up to a party early" with that they made their way to the gate, where they showed their invitations.
Once in, it was like a princess ball. Every girl wore pretty outfits and it wide spread of the rich and snooty.
While Mabel was in a daze, Dipper was rolling his eyes at the level of wastefulness. Pacifica was more or less bored or unimpressed by it (when you have been at so many parties, you start getting unimpressed by some).
When the trio walked in, all eyes were on them and how can it not. Pacifica was wearing her signature purple chiffon dress that went up to her feet, hair in an up do. Make up on point and with a white feather boa.
Mabel was also looking pretty. In a pink strapless dress, with a layered skirt, nothing too crazy. She had pink eye shadow, a touch of makeup, but nothing like Pacifica or her brother; and her hair was done in a Dutch braid. She had worn white heels.
Ultimately, the gazes were mostly on Dipper. So much so that he was red with embarrassment.
"Pacifica, they are all staring at me. What should I do?" he nervously made his way to ask the girl
"Oh don't worry about it. They are all just vultures who don't have anything better to do than point and gossip about someone who understandably a threat. No need to panic" she nonchalantly added
Dipper was shocked. Not about the people but of how Pacifica gave him a compliment. "Well thanks Pacifica" he offhandedly remarked. All she could do was give a small grin at that.
The party was on its way and it was time to introduce the lady of the hour.
"May I introduce the humble, Lady Scarlett Vanderburgh" a random sevant announced
Everyone turned to see a fair skinned girl with her hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing red dress, similar to Dippers, but hers was floor length and had long sleeves. She had pearls around her neck. And the only makeup she wore was lip-gloss.
"Thank you to everybody who is anybody, for coming to celebrate me. It is such a big occasion to celebrate my 13th birthday as you know it is a big deal, haha" when she finished, people were clapping their hands and agreeing amongst themselves.
"Now, tonight we are going to have some fun and play some activities. The winner, which will obviously be me, will win this one of a kind Tiara, my daddy got" she gestured to the said tiara in a glass case on a podium.
"There's the crown guys" Mabel whispered to the other 2
"But before that, let us mingle and enjoy my most glamorous, and marvelous party, shall we?" with that, the music played and everyone was dancing and having fun.
"Guys, I see the Tiara. We have to win those activities and get it" as Dipper was discussing his plans, an unexpected visitor came close, making them freeze and silence.
"Hello there Pacifica darling. And here I thought you weren't coming. But with that old number, you probably shouldn't have. Jk!" Scarlett giggled at her own joke
"Yes it is a surprise I'm sure" Pacifica said, fighting back the urge to roll her eyes and insult her
"Oh where are my manners. You must be the unfortunate people to be associated with Pacifica Northwest here. I suppose one can't help pitying the poor girl, huh" laughing again as if what she said was funny
"Well actually, we are happy to know her. And I pity anyone who is foolish enough not to hung out with her" Dipper in her female voice spoke up against her with a sly smirk.
Scarlett was thrown back by this but regained her composure.
"Ah well, yes. But prey tail, who might you 2 be? For I have never seen you before and one who dresses in a knock off version of my dress, must not be known to seek popularity" Scarlett said, with a smile that would rival sharks.
"Uh yes. My name is Dip-" stopping himself before unconsciously revealing his boy name. He was giving a glance to his 2 friends to ask for help, but they were both mute and worried to. Finally he had an idea
"Dip what? Dipstick? Hahaha" cackling like fool, she did
"No I'm afraid not. It's Dipasha, Dipasha Thornberry, and this is my twin sister, Madeline Thornberry" gesturing to Mabel, who in turn gave a forced smile and wave.
"Thornberry? I don't presume I have heard of that family. And what is your affiliation with Pacifica?" Scarlett said, giving a skeptical expression
"Oh I can imagine your ignorance dear. My family is very high-end but low-key in terms of social outings if you may say. Our parents are quite known by those who are worthy enough to even know us. That said. We knew Pacifica way back when we were in matching cribs. Sadly, we saw less of each other as the years went by but we are here to spend time with her. Even at a drab party like this here" he said with finishing smirk.
"Madeline" and Pacifica were astonished to say the least. "Dipasha" was basically making an intricate story line on the fly and insulting Scarlett in turn. The once fair birthday girl was turning in to a nice shade of red, probably anger or embarrassment. Which was an absolute score all around.
"Well, it was nice chatting with you, Scar and we are looking forward to winning those activities and procuring the Tiara. Bye for now" with, that, they left a still shaking Scar in confusion.
"Whoa "Dipasha", that was awesome, the way you put that snooty girl in her place!" Mabel exclaimed. They were at a table eating some food, the waiters brought.
"Honestly, I knew you don't take flak from anyone but I didn't know you're a savage" Pacifica was also impressed, one could say grateful
"Well I just wanted to put her in her place. She was so full of herself. Anyway, forget about her for now, we need to get that Tiara and fast; before anyone else does" Dipper said in his feminine voice
"Okay, so what I heard from the gossip vine is that there are 3 activities, namely: an elegance portion, a dance competition and lastly, a karaoke contest. You have to win at least 2 of them to win" Pacifica said
"Wow, they take this so seriously" Mabel said
"Well if that's the case, then at least one of us should win 2 and get the crown. Let's get over to the area where they hold it" Dipper said
"Ladies, it is time for the first activity of the night, and that is the elegance part. Those who are to participate are to perform graceful works and the winner who gets the highest points, wins" the announcer said
The trio made their way over to the stage, with others in tow; and last but not least, Scarlett.
The girls were made to walk, curtsey, and smile gracefully. As they were all high status girls, it was not a problem; unlike Mabel who was not balanced and had the grace of a duck.
Dipper inevitably won, much to the shock of most girls and mild frustration of Scar; with 30 points.
The next competition was a dance off and it was bad for the trio as Scar, rigged it to make them fall.
The trio knew and was not happy, but opted to beat her in the last event.
"The last even is a singing competition. Competitors, be ready" the announcer said.
One by one, the girls went and some were okay, while others sounded like cats nails on chalk board.
Mabel was not so good. Pacifica was alright but not a performer.
When Scar took the stage, she was better than the rest by far; causing the group to panic.
"What are we going to do? She is totally going to beat us!" Pacifica, now worried about the dangers on the way
"Wait Dipper hasn't sang yet" Mabel now pointing at her brother
"Wait a minute, you know I can't sing that good or at all!" he angrily whispered to nutso sister
"Yeah, boy Dipper can't, but girl Dipper might be able to" she said back
Before she could rebuke, the music was over. They had no other choice but for Dipper to get on to the stage. And so he did, quite meekly "she" took the microphone, turning to see her friends giving a thumbs up of encougement. He took a deep breath, and sang FREAK THE FREAK OUT by Victorious.
It was at first shaky but whether it was the pressure of saving the world or the new found confidence he discovered tonight; he sang like an angel on a mission.
The crowd for cheering and clapping. Scar's smirk turned in to a expression of confusion and anger.
After a few minutes, the music died down and he was given a standing ovation.
(NOW THINK THE TIME WHEN PACIFICA AND MABEL HAD A DANCE BATTLE AND SOOS WAS THE SCORE METER, YEAH BECAUSE I AM NOT WRITING MORE)
"The judges made their votes and the winner is…Dipasha Thornberry!" screamed the lady announcer
The trio rejoiced and made their way to get the Tiara, when suddenly
"No, that is not fair! It is my party and I should have won!" Scarlett shouted. She went and snatched the crown. The trio tried to stop her but she already placed it on head
"This here crown belongs to me, not some upstart nobody" and braced for the worst; that is, nothing. Nothing happened and they were confused until…
"Wait a minute! This crown is a…FAKE!" making the crowd and trio group even more confused but sigh in relief.
"I told daddy to get a real one, not some cheap KNOCK-OFF, ugh! THIS IS THE WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!" with that, she threw the crown on the floor and ran away.
The trio made their way to the Tiara and Mabel picked it up. "what just happened, wasn't it supposed to cause, I don't know, a world ending disaster?" Mabel asked and Dipper was just as stomped. That is until Pacifica put 2 and 2 together.
"Guys, this crown must just be a replica for show and though it has the look; it is basically a fake" she said while laughing about the whole thing.
"Seriously! We went through all that. Getting to this party, having to deal with that brat and me being dressed up as a girl for NOTHING?!" Dipper now boiling mad at the whole thing, as he should
"Well it was not for nothing" Mabel said, as she jokingly placed the Tiara on her brother's head, where it truly belongs. "You were amazing Dipper or should I say Dipasha? You proved to be a true girls girl, even if you are not" she may have been playing around but there was some sweetness to it. It was enough to make him blush a bit before shaking it off.
"Well, I just want to get back home, get out of this and pretend that this day never happened" he was making his way to the exit, till he was stopped by the hand.
"Wait up, pine tree. We can't leave a party so soon and think about it, shouldn't we enjoy the spoils of our mission before it's over?" Pacifica said making a point. This intrigued Dipper, and though part of him wanted to get out of there, the feminine side of him was more dominant tonight!
"Oh alright, but we are so never talking about this day ever again, agreed?" he demanded
"Agreed!" the both said, but of course they lied. Well hey; give the dog a bone for today.
Even though the mission was a dud, they ended up having fun; they all danced the night away.
Hey guys, this is another JBlaser idea fic; thank you for another opportunity. This is so exciting! So the story idea was theirs, so I am going to do my best and give it justice again.
Sorry for the mistakes here and there. Hope you still like it.