Okay, not everything in this chapter went exactly as planned and it IS a lot shorter than originally planned but I hoped you enjoyed it none the less. If these OCs made you laugh speak up about it. Start the fic.

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Pacifica woke up to notice something was very wrong. Her bed was severely lacking in the silk sheets she had imported from China, her llama plushie was gone, her velvet blankets were missing, and her alarm clock hadn't gone off. She sat up and saw the privacy curtain Dipper had made for her and it all came flooding back to her.

She gave herself a once over. She had slept in her clothes; to be fair she didn't have any pajamas anymore. She was going to have to talk to Dipper about going shopping. She pulled back the privacy curtain to find the RV empty, Dipper wasn't anywhere to be seen.

She took two steps and a sudden chill ran down her spine, there was something behind her, she could feel the ominousness in the air. She slowly turned around to see a giant flaming eyeball floating in the air. Despite being an eyeball, it still had a layer of skin to cover itself and form eyelids, although it seemed horribly burned.

Pacifica screamed for all she was worth as she ran to the driver's end of the RV.

"Where are you, Dipper Pines?! Come forth and face your destiny!"

The door to the living quarters of the RV opened and Dipper immediately ran in. "Pacifica?!" He spotted her pressing her back against the dashboard from fear of their new visitor. "Pacifica, what's wrong?! What is it?!"

Pacifica tried to find the words but couldn't seem to stop stuttering, so instead she immediately pointed behind him. Dipper turned around and saw the eyeball and...relaxed?

"Oh. Is that all? Pacifica, you shouldn't be afraid of that!"

"HUH?!"

Never before had Pacifica had such a surge of both terror and confusion at the same time.

"That can't hurt you."

"Oh yes I can! Or to be more precise, I'm going to hurt YOU, Dipper Pines! At long last you shall perish!"

Dipper ignored what the eyeball was saying and tried to move past it. Oddly enough, the eyeball let him as it continued to gloat.

"Yes, for I have finally achieved the form which shall be the cause of your demise!"

Dipper walked over to the kitchen sink and poured himself a cup of water. As he walked back over, cup in hand, Pacifica felt a little bit less afraid and a lot more curious.

"This is your day of reckoning, and there is nothing you can do to..."

Dipper splashed the cup of water on the eyeball and the flames instantly went out.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! MY ONE WEAKNESS, HOW COULD YOU HAVE POSSIBLY KNOWN?!"

The eyeball turned from Pacifica to the man which caused him his 'defeat' only to be poked in the pupil by a broom stick from Dipper.

"OW! MY OTHER ONE WEAKNESS! CURSE YOU, DIPPER PINES!"

Dipper rolled his eyes before giving the eyeball another poke. "Yeah, yeah. Tell it to someone who cares! I beat you fair and square so go back to where you came from."

The eyeball looked like it was about to cry. "But..."

"I don't want to hear it! Now go on! Go back to where you make sense!"

"Aright, fine! I'll get you next time though!"

"Uh-huh. Sure you will."

In the blink of it's eye it disappeared as if it was never there at all.

Pacifica remained frozen in silence for a moment until everything finally settled in her brain. "Dipper, what the HELL was that thing?!"

"He's just an evil eyeball from a magical realm. He tried to invade America once, by his lonesome, I stopped him, and he swore revenge. I wouldn't worry about him though, he's an idiot. He always says he's going to come at me with a new form but the truth is he just unknowingly goes in a loop of three forms thinking they're new each time. Fire, you saw today, Flesh is his usual form, and then Lightning...I know it sounds impressive but it's basically just him with a large static charge."

Pacifica had calmed down reasonably fast during Dipper's explanation. This eyeball turned out to be more of an annoyance than a danger. It was almost laughable.

"He shows up about every six months, yammering on about how he'll finally kill me. Takes me about...five minutes at most to handle him."

Feeling more relaxed on the situation, she tried to make light of it to bring herself back down to earth.

"Let me guess his name. Eyevan? Seemore?"

"Um...actually it's Lenny."

"...Lenny..."

"...Yeah, I know. I was the same way the first time he told me."

"You know, Dipper...now that my life has more monsters in it, I find myself oddly disappointed with how human some of them can seem."

"I remember that feeling. Don't worry, it'll pass."

The sound of beeping came from behind Dipper, a smile formed on Dipper's face as he raced to the laptop. A small light on top of the screen seemed to be blinking red too.

"Alright! We got work!" Dipper beamed.

"So this is how the government contacts you? Through the laptop?"

"More reliable than through the phone."

"Fair enough."

He flipped it open and started typing. "Let's see...the case itself is a massive disappearance mystery in..." Dipper's face suddenly fell when he saw the name of the town. He groaned loudly, covering his with both palms. "East Cadaverton! I hate that place!"

Pacifica scoffed. "It can't really be called that!"

"And Gravity Falls is supposed to be any better?"

"Touche. So outside of the name, why don't you like the place?"

"It's a little personal. The short version is, I thought there was more to a case and the client disagreed with me, the recent convenient suspect of the case was enough for them to label as the culprit. I thought there was more to it but since they were so desperate to feel secure they called my boss to force me to close the case! I pleaded with him but he said that as long as they weren't in danger anymore then there wasn't any need for me to stick around anymore!"

Dipper grumbled a little bit as he typed a quick response before heading to the driver's seat. "Come on, this isn't how I wanted you to get some on the job training in but it looks like we don't have a choice. It's gonna be a long drive so I suggest you buckle up."

She got in to the passenger seat and buckled up. In the driver's seat, Dipper started the engine with an exasperated sigh. They set out on the road and after a few minutes Pacifica noticed Dipper still seemed disappointed.

"Want to talk about it?" asked Pacifica.

He gave her an apologetic look before turning back to the road. "I'm sorry Pacifica, but this case is almost a complete repeat of the last time I went to that town. It left a bitter taste in my mouth and I just don't want it happen all over again!"

"Well tell me the long version of the story then. Get it all off your chest so I can understand it better?"

"Alright, the case was a massive disappearance of townspeople, just like this time. I set to work at once, I went around questioning the family and friends of those who had gone missing. At first there seemed to be no pattern, practically random, the only thing I could find they had in common was that all the people who had gone missing were male."

Dipper looked at Pacifica, his rambling didn't seem to bother her one bit.

"Strange without a doubt, but still not a lot to go on. I was starting to get frustrated, then I got a lead...one of the locals talked about seeing his friend walking in to the woods behind the town's cemetery. I asked him why he didn't stop his friend or report it and he told me it was because it didn't look like he was being lured or forced to go in."

"That's strange."

"That's what I thought too. I investigated at once, my first clue was footprints, a lot of them. I followed them and they lead me to something very unusual, statues."

"Statues?"

"Yeah, statues. Upon closer inspection I saw these stone statues had facial features which matched those of who had gone missing."

"They turned in to statues?"

"Either that or culprit was very artsy. I started to investigate the surrounding area, and just outside the forest, a good deals away from the town. Turns out a woman lived there, alone...never had any visitors...ever."

"Well that's not suspicious at all..." Pacifica rolled her eyes.

"I know, I had my first suspect but without evidence all I had was a hunch. I didn't get too many days of investigation before myself and couple of townsfolk found ourselves a Catoblepas wondering the forest."

"A what?"

"It's like a bull made of iron except it has the head of a wildebeest and the face of a boar. I call it the Iron Bull because I don't want to say that mess anymore than I have to. It's breath can turn people to stone."

"Sounds like a perfect fit to me."

"Yeah, too perfect. I just so 'happened' to stumble across a creature which could do exactly what I was searching for? It isn't even indigenous to America, it's from Ethiopa, and the local museum just so happened to open a wing with exhibits from there..."

"I see what your getting at..."

"Yeah, the town believed it was some kind of stowaway with the exhibits but I say someone would have noticed it on the plane. The townspeople wanted it put to death..." at the sound of Pacifica's gasp Dipper rolled his eyes. "Don't get me wrong, this thing was no dandelion. It was a stone cold merciless killer, nearly broke my leg. I pleaded that this beast couldn't be the culprit but..."

"Nobody listened to you!"

"Exactly. The beast was put down, and the townspeople came back after. I had to drop the case because everyone came back safely. The government got paid it's money, and in turn so did I. I wanted to stick around and prove that I was right but I got called away on another case. That town always did leave a bitter taste in my mouth though."

"Well no wonder! I'd be upset with that place too, sounds like it sucks!"

Dipper gave her a small smile. "Thanks, Pacifica."

"For what?"

"For listening."

As the RV drove over a hill, the drive suddenly didn't seem as long.

Dipper and Pacifica finally arrived in town, passing a sign which read 'Welcome to East Cadaverton'. Grey ominous clouds seemed to hang over the town unmoving. Driving down the road, Pacifica got a good look at the townsfolk. Everyone was bustling about, too busy to stop and say 'hello', completely absorbed in their own business. They also seemed sleep deprived, jumpy,...almost down right paranoid. She didn't like it.

Everyone in Gravity Falls seemed so endearing and quirky, this place was severely lacking of that charm. The streets looked like they had little care, litter scattered across the sidewalk. The broken windows on the gas stations suggested the crime rate was much higher than it should be for a town of it's size. It felt like the opposite of Gravity Falls.

"Is it always this dreary?"

"No. This is it on a good day."

Dipper took a left and turned in to the parking lot of city hall. City hall itself didn't look like anything impressive, it was about seven stories high and seemed to resemble an apartment complex more than anything.

"Come on." Dipper said unbuckling himself. "Let's got meet our client."

Pacifica unbuckled too. "Who is our client?"

"The mayor of course! Biggest chicken of all."

As they stepped out of the car, Pacifica had a feeling she wasn't going to like her first official case. The entire town seemed to rub her the wrong way.

Upon entering the building, Pacifica suddenly remembered her wardrobe problem.

"Oh! Dipper I almost forgot. I need to talk to you about..."

Pacifica cut herself off as a man dropped down from the ceiling, startling her. He was pretty scrawny, wearing a sweater vest and suspenders. Dipper sighed tiredly.

"Hello Joe, whaddya think you know?"

"Dipper Pines! I knew you'd be back to silence me eventually!"

"Dipper who is this?!" Pacifica snapped.

"Pacifica, this is Joe. Local conspiracy nut, and a pain in the neck for just about everyone he meets. Joe, this is Pacifica; she helps me on cases."

"Aha! You decided to let someone else in to your inner circle!"

"Dipper, what is he talking about?"

"Because I work for the government he thinks I know every single one of their little secrets."

Joe's entire focus was on Pacifica. "So tell me, has he told you about the Yeticabra yet?!"

"Joe! For the last time..." Dipper snapped. "the Yeti and the Chupacabra did NOT have a secret love child together! They don't even like each other like that!"

"Wait! What?!" Pacifica snapped her head towards Dipper.

"Riiiiight, that's just what you want us to think!"

"Joe, listen! We got to go talk to the mayor! Go find someone else to bug!" Dipper ordered.

"Very well, I'll discover more truths and put a stop to the government once and for all!"

As Joe ran off, Dipper could feel a headache starting to form.

"Well he was annoying!" Pacifica sneered. "Tell me we won't be running in to that guy again!"

"Sadly he's a pain that comes with the town. He's annoying but he has eyes and ears all over town. He was my informant last time."

"Him?!" Pacifica pointed her thumb behind her in the direction Joe left. "Dipper, please tell me you're joking!" she scoffed.

"I wish I could, but because Joe goes chasing his own conspiracy theories, there's actually very little in this town he misses."

Pacifica stared in the direction Joe ran off in with a frown on her face. "Are any of his theories actually correct?"

Dipper stared at her like she just said the dumbest thing he'd ever heard. "Pacifica, please! This is a man who thinks the pyramids were created by the dinosaurs."

That answered her question.

"However," Dipper started to walk farther in to the building. "the only real conspiracy theory out there is exactly who wants people to believe in conspiracy theories."

Pacifica stood there silently as what Dipper just said started to grasp her mind.

"Of course that falls outside my jurisdiction."

Dipper had just started to round the corner when Pacifica finally snapped back to her senses.

"Dipper, wait! What's that supposed to mean?!"

She started to chase after him.

"Dipper, come back!"

Omake

Dipper couldn't help but puff out his chest in pride. He was creating his very own journal, and he was almost done. He delicately cut out a pine tree from the gold piece of paper Mabel had sent him. He applied some glue to the back and pressed it against the cover. The tree immediately coiled forward and upward in the direction of Dipper's finger.

"HOW DID GREAT UNCLE FORD MAKE THIS SOUND SO EASY?!"