In the Demon Realm, at Blight manor, Pacifica Northwest was sitting on the couch eating some breakfast which consisted of griffin egg toast and a glass of spider's milk. She grabbed a tape recorder that was placed on a small coffee table and placed it down on the table before turning it on.
"Hello, this is Pacifica Northwest. I'm from Gravity Falls, Oregon, America, Human Realm. I have been here in the Demon Realm for three weeks as a means to stop the Day of Unity with my allies. Luz Noceda, Marcy Wu, Sasha Waybright, Edalyn Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorne, King Clawthorne, Hooty, Raine Whispers, Darius DeMonne, Eberwolf, the other members of the Covens Against the Throne, Steve Tholomue, Amity Blight, Willow Park, Gus Porter, Grime and….Hunter." Pacifica managed to compose herself before going back to recordind the message. "Whoever finds this message are probably well aware of what happened on the Day of Unity. Belos who was a witch hunter from my world, tried to wipe everyone out but that stopped when someone moved the moon according to someone I've been living with. I don't know how it happened since I faked my death as a way to put Belos off, but I didn't get the chance since I stopped my heart for a long time. The Day of Unity was stopped by The Collector, a child from the stars according to my friend. He turned many of the witches here into puppets. Literal puppets! I don't know what happened to everyone else but I believe most of them are dead. Hunter and Luz especially. I know you're probably wondering how I survived being a puppet, Amity's father, Alador found me and took me in. For the last two days I've been living here eating on food supplies that were prepared in case this event ever happened. And about Alador, I haven't seen him since he went out finding his kids, Edric and Emira. I don't know what happened to him but I think The Collector caught him. How I've been hiding out? Well, boarding up some windows and doors which has worked out well because no spies have got to me. Today on my world is February 14th, Valentines Day. A day I always look forward to as it's just me and my nerdy boyfriend, Dipper Pines spending time together doing stuff like eating out, exchanging gifts and exchanging. If you catch my drift." She chuckled. "So, since today is Valentines Day, I thought I could try and do something even though my boyfriend isn't here and I don't know if I'll ever see him again. I'll get into more detail about it tomorrow. Pacifica Northwest, signing off." She turned off the tape recorder before she finished off her breakfast.
Pacifica went down into the lab to see if there was anything that could substitute for Dipper. She saw some Abomination clay and tried to mould it to look like Dipper but due to her art skills being not good, she failed.
She eventually found what appeared to be a mannequin but this was the Boiling Isles version of a mannequin so its ears were pointy. but strangely enough it wasn't alive.
She used her nails file to file the pointy ears to be more round. Then, she found a brown hair piece that was placed on a display head that she took and put it on the mannequin's head.
The hair piece fell off but she eventually found some glue and stuck it back on his head. She then ran up the stairs and looked into the closet to find some clothes that would fit Dipper.
She eventually found a nice pair of brown shoes, purple underwear, brown pants, a white buttoned shirt and a brown lab coat and put them on the mannequin.
She found a pen and managed to draw a face on the mannequin that closely resembled Dipper's.
Then, she grinned and lifted up the shirt and drew a few abs on the mannequin's abdomen. "Yeah, this will do nicely." She said. "Yeah, I had to give you abs babe, sorry." The mannequin just stood in silence. "Yeah, I know you have abs. Just not a six pack." The mannequin stood in silence. "Yeah, I'm still trying to get my abs but it's a working progress. Now, I'm gonna prepare something for Valentines Day so wait downstairs for me, please."
She went up the stairs but as she did, she began to flashback to one Valentines Day with her and Dipper.
Pacifica was 15 at the time, she was dressed in her favourite green dress and ready to have a FaceTime call with her long distant boyfriend, Dipper Pines for their first Valentines Day.
Despite being in a relationship, there was a long period of time where Pacifica and Dipper's relationship was very long distance since he lived California and she lived in Oregon. But it was worth it. Because once in every few weeks, they come down to one of their's, usually on train or bus just to see each other. Usually on a weekend.
But today on Valentines Day, it wasn't a weekend, it was a Wednesday during a school day so they couldn't see each other physically, but could remotely.
She managed to prepare her laptop as well as her camera and looked at herself in the mirror to see if she looked decent enough.
She noticed a spot on her cheek and a hair out of place so she sorted that out before moving to her seat to chat with her boyfriend.
When she turned on her laptop she saw that Dipper was on the screen dressed in a tuxedo which had an untied bow-tie. But he was also wearing shades.
"Hey Paz." Dipper said to his girlfriend.
"It's good to see you and hear your voice. Though, quality is more HD than real life." Pacifica said.
Dipper laughed. "That is probably the dorkiest thing you've ever said. And I thought I was the dork."
Pacifica stared at her boyfriend in disgust. "Oh my god! Your bow tie."
"I know I was supposed to tie it, but I didn't have time to because…..That doesn't matter."
Pacifica looked concerned. "Dipper, what happened?"
"Nothing." Dipper assured his girlfriend. "Nothing."
"Dipper…" Pacifica knew Dipper had problems with bullies at his high school and just wanted to support him through his grief.
Dipper knew he couldn't lie. So took off his shades to reveal that he had a black eye on his right eye, which caused Pacifica some sadness. "Yeah. That is why."
"Troy Miller, again?! Dipper, why doesn't anyone stop him?" Pacifica asked.
"Star football player, hot girlfriend, popular, you get the gist." Dipper replied.
"Well, there's one thing you have that Troy Miller doesn't have." Pacifica said.
"And what is it?" Dipper asked.
"You have a hot girlfriend." Pacifica said.
"He also has a hot girlfriend."
"Let me finish." She reached her hand out to her screen and touched it while Dipper did the same thing with his. "You have a hot girlfriend who loves and cares for you. Not because you're hot or something else a little more….Extravagant. But because you're clever and you're cool and you're the sweetest dork in existence. And I won't deny it, you are cute." Dipper blushed at his girlfriend's words with her doing the same.
But their moment was interrupted by a woman entering the bedroom. The woman appeared to be in her late 30's to mid 40's and appeared to be wearing a sweater that read 'Cool Mama' and had an image of a woman dressed in winter gear.
"Dipper!" The woman said. "What are you doing young man? Aren't you meant to be doing laundry?"
Dipper looked embarrassed. "Mom! It's Mabel's turn!" He then realised something important. "Wait a minute, you…"
"Wanted an excuse to burst into your room to meet your girlfriend!" The mom gushed.
"Mom!" Dipper exclaimed in embarrassment.
Mrs Pines looked over her son's shoulders to get a look at his son's girlfriend and began to gush. "Dipper! You weren't kidding! She is real and gorgeous!"
"Mom! She can hear you!"
"Well, it's a good thing she can because I already like her."
Pacifica chuckled nervously. "Uh….Thanks Mrs Pines."
"Mom, could you please leave us alone?" Dipper asked with embarrassment all over his face.
"Okay mister!" She began to walk out of the room. "And no funny business! Even though you're online with this new technology, please don't do anything!" She closed the door on the embarrassed Dipper whom groaned while his girlfriend just chuckled.
"Well, I hope to meet her at some point." Pacifica said.
"Don't." Dipper protested. "It gets a bit embarrassing."
"I'm living with your uncle." Pacifica reminded him. "You tell me that's not embarrassing."
The two shared a laugh before they began to stare at each lovingly. Even though they had gotten together over the summer and are currently quite long distant, they were madly in love with each other and were very confident that they could last a while.
"So, how was your day at high school?" Dipper asked.
"Well…I tried cooking class and let me just say that I am never gonna try again…."
Back in present Day, Pacifica was in the kitchen wearing a 'Kiss the abomination' apron while trying to cook. She currently had a boiling pot cooking and something in the oven while reading a Boiling Isles cook book.
"Okay, put the carrots in the boiling pot." Pacifica placed a carrot on the chopping bored as she continued to read. "But be careful because sometimes they'll try and run away!"
Then the carrot stood up and pointed their finger at the human. "Ha! Try and catch me!" It jumped off the chopping bored before running away.
Pacifica shrugged her shoulders. "Well, least there's…." When she looked in the bag, she saw that there was one carrot left instead of there being a ton. She looked behind her and saw multiple carrots running away for their life. When she looked in the bag, she gave the carrot a concerned look. "Why aren't you running away?"
"Because I wish to be consumed." The carrot replied.
Pacifica stared at the carrot with a concerned look. "That's….Awfully depressing." She picked up the carrot and tossed it in the boiling pot.
"Thank you!" The carrot cried.
She then continued to read the book. "Okay, next, beat the kraken tentacle with a rolling pin before it fights back. Huh, what?" Then, a tentacle grabbed her by the neck and began to strangle her.
She fell to the floor as it tightened its grip from around her neck. But she did manage to grab a rolling pin and beat it.
A few minutes later, she had a plaster on her cheek and a black eye due to the duel she had with that creature that she was intending to cook.
"Starting to wish my house servants were here." Pacifica said. She then heard a dinging and went to check the oven.
When she opened the door, a huge puff of smoke blew into her face as she pulled out the meal which looked like a chicken. "Ah, perfectly cook." Pacifica said before putting on some oven gloves and taking the roast beast out. She took a bite out of the bird as she read the book. "Be sure to make sure the roast bird is burned and fried really good because if you've taken it out after an hour and it looks good to eat, it's not ready and consuming it will cause bad stomach cramps." But unfortunately, she had swallowed the bird causing her to fall to the floor and grasp her stomach in pain. "Ow! Ow!"
She looked up and noticed the pot that was cooking a portion of the Valentines Day meal, was bubbling, causing it to spill on the cooker.
She groaned in annoyance. "Still better than my last cooking attempt."
A few years ago, 17 year old Dipper was in the living room of the Mystery Shack, having just finished his first book that he titled The Southeast Mansion Mystery. Based off of the Northwest Mansion incident from five years ago when he dealt with Pacifica's ghost problem with her breaking an old family curse.
He tore the last page from the typewriter and smiled at his work. "Yup, this should do."
Then, he smelt something in the air. Something cooking to be precise. Something good. He knew that his Grunkle could cook but he didn't know he could cook that good.
His Grunkle soon entered on a usual quest. "Dipper, have you seen my pants?" Asked his pantsless Grunkle. "I know your girlfriend is here and I don't wish to terrify her."
"What's cooking Grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked.
"I'm not cooking. I can't even cook anything with a smell that exotic." Stan replied before sniffing the smell a bit more. "And it smells like it's burning!"
Dipper then realised something important. "Oh shoot! Pacifica!" He got off the chair and ran into the kitchen where he saw his girlfriend trying to put out a frying pan fire by hitting it repeatedly with a towel.
"Come on!" Pacifica exclaimed. "Just go out!"
"Pacifica! The towel's on fire!" Dipper exclaimed loudly.
Pacifica screamed before throwing the towel into the sink which then suddenly caught ablaze. "Ah! How does a sink catch fire?!"
A while later, the fire was managed to get put out thanks to the help of Stan and Ford and their trusty fire extinguisher.
Stan was on the phone to his insurance company. "Yes, hi. Yeah, how much will it cost to prepare a kitchen sink?….Uh huh…..Uhhhhhhhhhhh, it caught fire…Stainless steel and composite…..Look, if I wanted a kitchen sink made from wood, I'd be a lumberjack…Look, my sink caught fire so forgive me if my insult doesn't make sense!"
While Dipper and Pacifica were sitting in the living room just talking about what had happened. "What were you even trying to make in there?" Dipper asked his girlfriend.
"Fish teriyaki." She replied.
"Exotic." Dipper remarked.
"Don't patronise me." Pacifica sighed. "I owe Stan a new kitchen sink now."
"Still baffles me how it caught fire." Dipper remarked.
"I ruined it!" She groaned. "I thought I could make us a Valentines Day dinner like you did with me for the last two."
"Well, I praise that you're trying to get better at cooking." Dipper said. "But, I think you'll get there."
"Let's face it! I'm a lousy cook because I had a bunch of servants do it."
"Well, people will get better at cooking eventually." Dipper assured her. "Like for example, my sister was a disastrous cook. Like literally, when she was four, she tried to make Mabel juice pie and set the whole kitchen on fire. We had to eat mostly takeout for a week! And when she was sixteen, she tried cooking a thanksgiving meal when Mom and Dad got sick. But she didn't cook the turkey well enough so me and Mom and Dad got bad food poisoning."
Pacifica smiled. "Well, least that kind of makes me better. Because Mabel is an awesome cook."
"I know. I'm jealous sometimes. Though I check for the odd dinosaur toy." Him and his girlfriend shared a laugh. They then stared at each other lovingly and took each other's hand.
Even though a lot of people argued that they would never work on account of the long distance and how polar opposite they were with Dipper being a geek and Pacifica being the former popular girl of any school. But they proved them wrong and had been together for four years. Plus, they were each other's first relationship so it goes to show how two people who some would say are unlikely would somehow end up together.
"So, do you wanna go out for pizza instead?" Dipper asked.
"I wanna go out for deep fried anything!" Pacifica exclaimed.
Dipper laughed. "Works for me." He and his girlfriend then shared a passionate kiss before they went out for something deep fried.
Back in the present in the Demon Realm, Mannequin Dipper was dressed in a fancy suit with a tied bow tie sitting on a chair in front of a table. And on that table was something covered by a silver dish lid.
Pacifica walked down the stairs dressed in a large sleeveless purple dress and green gloves. Obviously, she was borrowing Odalia's since they were the only ones that came in her size.
She sat on her chair and smiled at the mannequin that substituted for her boyfriend. "Thanks for what you said about my dress. You look handsome as well."
The mannequin was silent due to it being lifeless. But then, she sighed. "I know I didn't get you a gift due to very unforeseen circumstances." She stared at it in surprise. "Wait, you didn't as well? Oh well, least you're still here." Her lips briefly wobbled before she composed herself. "Okay, so, you might find this shocking but I managed to cook something without destroying a kitchen. It instead, fought me." She removed the dish tray from the tray to reveal what looked like a some kind of strange mixture.
Which included decently fried calamari sticks, a wide vary of veg including carrots and some kind of purplish lettuce.
"I made this little mixture." Pacifica said. "After getting the snot beat out of me by a tentacle and causing a mess in the kitchen thanks to some overflowing boiling water but I think this is the best meal I made."
She placed each of the plates in front of her and Dipper before she began to eat a calamari stick. She smiled at how tasty it was. "Mmmm. Oh Dipper, you gotta try this. I mean, yeah I burnt my hand but you gotta admit I did amazingly. Right?" She smiled at the mannequin who didn't speak back for obvious reasons.
"Man, these conversations are great." Pacifica remarked. "Bet you're probably wondering how I'm doing at my jobs. Well, at Greasy's Diner, Lazy Susan has decided to lower the cost of the coffee just to be a little fair. Nothing much interesting. Oh, and my job as a weekend yoga instructor could be extended to be weekday which means, I might have to leave Greasy's Diner. Which I hope you don't mind about. But now that I think about it, I might not get the full time yoga instructor job due to…Well, you know. Being stuck here, on my own, no friends, no family to rely on, Alador abandoning me, some friends dead, Hunter dead, while you're….." Her lips began to tremble. "….While you're…..While….You're at home….Probably wondering if I'll….." Tears began to fall from her eyes. "…..Ever get home. Or if I'm….Dead!" She began to full on cry and pressed her hands on her face.
The heiress cried with no one to comfort her, not even the mannequin of her boyfriend. No family, no friends, nobody but herself, realising that she was now on her own. But this wasn't some nightmare where she'll wake up and be at Dipper's side. This was the awful reality she was stuck in. Probably forever.
Last year on Valentines Day, Dipper and Pacifica were laying in bed together, with the sheets covering their bodies. While Dipper was laying on his back, his girlfriend was laying on her side so she could face her boyfriend's face.
She had her arms wrapped along his body and was kissing his arm repeatedly while he used his free arm to stroke her back.
"Can't believe we lasted this long." She remarked.
"It's amazing isn't it?" Dipper said.
"I wish I saw my old man's reaction." She said before going back to kissing her boyfriend's arm.
"Well, we've got….I don't know, a few more years till he's out….." Dipper turned to his girlfriend and wrapped his arms behind her back. "….Where do you think we'd be in our relationship."
She began to ponder. "Well, we've already kissed, we've already done the deed as my old man would like to call it. All we got left is marriage and grandkids with mine and your DNA."
"Would you want kids in the future?" Dipper asked.
Pacifica chortled. "Only to rub it in his face."
Dipper rolled his eyes. He didn't know if she had a bit of her old Northwest self in her or if she was joking, but he decided to play along.
"So, you'd be willing to go through nine months of physical and mental pain just to deliver a baby and treat it well in order to use it as a giant screw you to your father?" Dipper asked.
"Plus, giving it a childhood I never had would be a good benefit." Pacifica said.
"And you want to get married?" Dipper asked.
"Why? Are you proposing?"
"No. I'm going to propose to you when you least expect it." Dipper replied with a confident grin.
"I'll see it coming, dork." She retorted confidently.
"Yeah, right."
He and his girlfriend shared a passionate kiss before going back to cuddling each other. "I love you Pacifica Northwest."
"I love you too, Dipper Pines."
And so the two continued to cuddle each other, pondering what their future together would be like. If only they could see.