Ya miss me? Admittedly this is one of my meatier chapters, there was just A LOT I didn't want to put off into other chapters. Start the fic.

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Young Dipper and Pacifica landed in an odd part of the forest. The trees looked almost crystal like, their bark anyways.

"Never been to this part of the forest before." observed Dipper.

"Well I wouldn't call it an easy place to get to." explained Mothman.

Pacifica hopped off Mothman, her hair was frizzled and looked visibly shaken.

"I hate everything. I hate this day, I hate this adventure, I hate this bug, I hate this forest, I hate my 'So-Called' friends, and I hate the tragedy that is what's left of my hair do."

It was Dipper's turn to hop off now.

"I bet you also hate how your makeup is completely off."

"That's not funny, Nerd!"

"I'm not joking. You cried a lot of it off, my water balloon finished it off, and Mothman's crazy speeds dried you off."

"...No."

"What?"

"No, no, no!"

Pacifica pulled out her compact and looked into the mirror.

"I DON'T HAVE ANY MAKE UP ON! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"No one cares!" snapped Dipper.

"I care! The world would fall apart if it would see me without my makeup on! Nobody look at my face!"

Dipper turned to Mothman as Pacifica buried her face in her hands.

"This is only going to get worse if I try to argue that, isn't it?"

"That's what its starting to sound like."

"Can you at least help me with it?"

"Maybe, but you have to start."

Dipper took Pacifica's hands in his own and gently brought them down. She still turned away so he couldn't see her face.

"Listen, you hate me right?"

"Like, duh."

"Then you don't care what I have to say. Let me see, you can hear my opinion, and then because we hate each other you can just throw it away. Whatever it takes to help you move forward."

"...Fine."

She looked Dipper dead in the eye, head held up high enough for him to see her face without any shadows to hide.

"See? Nothing special! Just..."

"Cute..."

"What?"

Dipper immediately slapped his hand over mouth.

"I mean..." He almost immediately regained his composure. "You're not Wendy attractive but I guess I wouldn't call you ugly either... I mean now that your face isn't being weighed down by, like, five hundred pounds of make up you actually look like a normal... nice girl."

Pacifica just stared at him silently, there was no blush on either of the face, but the rest of the world just seemed to fade away. Dipper was oozing with awkwardness, but Pacifica stood as still as a statue.

Then Earth came crashing back to both of them as Mothman stuck his face between the two of them.

"Nice sentiment but I think it would have been better appreciated without the voice cracking."

"Oh hey, look!" Dipper pointed over to the crystal-like trees. "I don't think those crystal trees are in my book! I'd better go investigate them!"

Dipper walked off and Mothman faced Pacifica directly now.

"Listen little girl, you know I'm not physically attractive."

"You look nasty and you know it!"

Mothman winced for a moment. "The point I am trying to make is that caring about physical appearances has never for one instance made me happy. Don't depend on looks to make you happy, for me it never lasted one second. For you? Only a matter of time."

"Well good thing I'm still rich!" Pacifica proudly stated. "One of the two things that really matter in life. So my looks will fade, like, so what? I'll still be loaded!"

"In the future you go broke!" exclaimed Dipper.

"Oh..." Pacifica slumped forward. "I forgot about that... but wait..."

Pacifica started to walk towards one of the crystal-like trees. "If I can't truly depend on my beauty..."

She was starting to look more visibly shaken as she drew closer.

"And in the future I'm not rich..."

She looked desperately into her reflection in the tree and traced her fingers on it.

"Whooooooooo is Pacifica?"

Inside the bunker...

"Paz, can you hear me?" Adult Dipper yelled up the ceiling.

"I can hear you!" Adult Pacifica called down. "Is that 'Paz' thing supposed to be a new nickname?"

"I dunno just sort of came out, how's it feel?"

"A little weird."

"Do you see a switch yet?"

"No! I can't believe we got past that weird symbol room but still got separated!"

"Well at least I still found the lab."

"Are you sure I can get down to you from up here?"

"According to the blueprints I found in the cabinet there should be a device up there to get you down here. I've already found the lever to activate it, look towards the wall. There should be something there to help you get down here!"

"Hang on...found something. It looks like a couple of ring holders."

"That's it! Lay down in it and I'll get you down here!"

"Okay...Ready!"

Dipper pulled a giant lever on the wall and Pacifica rolled down from the ceiling to be caught by another pair of ring hooks.

"Hey look! A 'Paz" Dispenser!"

Pacifica lowered her eyes at him. "Oh nice! Real nice! What's next? Like, dad jokes?"

Dipper offered his hand to her. "I don't think so." Pacifica let Dipper help her up and they both took in the surrounding room. "Did it look like this thirteen years ago?"

"Honestly, I can't tell. My memory of this place is a little foggier than I thought, but to be fair I spent most of my time here running away from the shapeshifter."

"Well what do we do now?"

"Gotta check out cyro-tubes. If he's really going to Men In Black 3 us then that's where he'll be."

"Okay, how do we get there?"

"We gotta take a tunnel."

"Nooo. Not more tunnels!" Pacifica whined.

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart. Just gonna have to bite the bullet here, it's the only way."

Pacifica pouted and followed Dipper down one of the tunnels created by the shapeshifter just the other day.

'If this tunnel was smaller we could get cozier together. Wait, was this part of my pie chart? I don't think it was! Why can't I stay on top of that thing?!' thought Dipper.

'This sucks! The worst things happen to me when I'm surrounded by dirt! The Lightning Goblins, Edna, that stupid snowy mountain, I could go on forever! On the plus side, at least me and Dipper are alone without our... selves(?) to bother us! I wonder what a tunnel of love ride would be like with Dipper? Certainly better than this worm riddled nightmare!'

"We're here!" announced Dipper.

They were in a dirt burrowed room with about five or six cryogenic tubes. One of them was perched upon a console, the case was broken.

"Okay, Pacifica. Guns out; I'm going to investigate the shapeshifter's tube. This would be the perfect opportunity for him to strike!"

Pacifica nodded and pulled out her magnet gun. Dipper made his way over to the tube but Pacifica stayed close being on guard against anything that moved.

"Huh. The tube is actually untouched." Dipper went around to the back. "And the pipes still have a layer of dust on them. They're untouched!"

"Whoa! Is the shapeshifter in the tube supposed to be you? He looks like you did when you got turned to wood!"

Dipper came back around to front and took a closer look at the shapeshifter. "Huh. You're right. Weird...Something's wrong."

"What's wrong? Sounds like everything is exactly the way it's supposed to be."

"That's what's wrong! It's like he hasn't even been here!"

"Dipper, that doesn't make any sense! This is the obvious tactic, unless..."

"Unless..." Dipper's eyes widened upon realization. "He was never TRYING to reunite with his past self! This whole thing was a red herring!"

"A red herring? Why would he do that?"

"To get us out of the way! To keep us busy!"

"What?"

"Pacifica, our younger selves are unprotected right now! If he kills them, then there's no more us!"

Gravity Falls...

The shapeshifter had been crawling around the town for about two hours but there was neither hide nor hair of any of his targets.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!"

The shapeshifter admitted that shouting from on top of a rooftop might not have been the stealthiest thing to do in his situation but he was fed up! He had literally searched all over town and the younger versions were nowhere to be found.

Down on the ground Wendy turned to Stan.

"Did you hear that just now?"

"Just a big pigeon, Wendy. Don't worry about it."

This whole thing seemed off to Wendy. It was like there was something right in front of her and she wasn't seeing it. Maybe she was just still feeling the backlash from the other day, she hated to break Dipper's heart but it had to be done.

If he had been her own age, or maybe even older, then she probably wouldn't have shot him down. A part of her thought that the nicest thing she could do would be to avoid him until he got over her, but she just couldn't bring herself to do that. He was one of the most fun friends she had ever had... and she kind of worked at his place of residence.

"Oh well," she shrugged. "No point in wondering the 'what if's."

Woods...

Dipper was investigating the crystal trees, he had never thought to explore flora of Gravity Falls. Well not that much anyways.

They produced a sap which looked like wet sugar, but after getting a finger taste he was surprised to see it tasted like honey.

Looking at Pacifica, who was having some kind of identity crisis but Dipper just scowled in her direction.

"So these trees are why this 'Bumblebeast' is after you."

"He's a giant bee monster and the sap for these trees taste just like honey!"

"And that's why he wants this place, exactly why do YOU want this place?"

"Because it's shiny!" Mothman cooed. "When the full moon hits this place just right it becomes Heaven on Earth!"

"And then he shows up and muscles you out? Alright, I might have to get a little creative with this one..." Dipper looked in Pacifica's direction again. "SINCE I'M THE ONLY ONE WILLING TO PUT IN THE WORK!"

Mothman twitched his head a couple of times and then knelt down to look Dipper in the face.

"So I'm getting the sense you don't really Blondie over there, do ya?"

Dipper crossed his arms in a manner similar to when Grunkle Stan expressed his opinion about Waddles. "She's a big pink jerk!"

"And exactly what is it about her you don't like? Specifically that is."

"She's always terrible to people, walking all over people. And anyone who disagrees with her or opposes her she publicly embarrasses or humiliates them. Honestly, I'm not even sure why I'd expect anything else from her! She's just like her parents; another link in the world's worst chain!"

"So you don't like the way she treats people?"

"Well...That's a bit of a oversimplification of it but yeah."

"And since you two are working together you're expecting her to change this about herself in... I don't know, how long have you two been teamed up for?"

"A couple of days I guess."

"Oof! No wonder you're bickering so much! I'll let you in on a little secret though. Do you want to speed through this mystery hunt with her?"

"I guess. I mean the less of her the better..."

"Then you have to be nice to her!"

"What?!"

"I'm serious! Give her a chance to be better than what you've seen!"

"You've got to be kidding me!"

"At least give her a fighting chance! If nothing else, a benefit of the doubt!"

"...I don't know, man."

"Mothman!"

"Right, sorry. She's just so mean though!"

"And you believe you're not?"

"Yes!"

"Then show her! Show her how people are supposed to act!"

Dipper rubbed his arm.

"If you're really better than her, then BE better than her."

"You're not saying this will make her change overnight are you?!"

"Of course not! What I'm saying is that if you really want to see a change in people, then sometimes you need to BE the change."

"I..."

"Go on," he gave Dipper a little shove in Pacifica's direction. "Show her the way."

Dipper groaned and made his way over to Pacifica, even though he made sure to take his time on his way.

"Uh hey there Pacifica..."

She turned around sharply and glared daggers at him. When she realized he was staring however she dropped her rigid composure.

"What?"

"Cute..."

"What?!"

"I uh said that your makeup! That's it! Your makeup is gone!"

"Well of course it is! After the wash with the water balloons and the speed dry with bug-face, it all came off! Sigh. I'm a mess."

"Not really..."

"Excuse me?"

"Well now that you're not wearing like a gallon of makeup on your face you actually look like a normal girl."

"..."

"I'm NOT saying your pretty or attractive like Wendy but... you don't look bad."

"...Well of course!" Pacifica flipped her messed up hair. "I look good no matter what!"

"Of course!" Dipper sighed.

"So did you, like, want something?"

"Listen, you don't like me and I believe how I feel about you I've been wearing right out there on my sleeves."

"Obviously!"

"But if we keep warring with each other then this adventure is never going to end."

"So what do you suggest we do about it?"

Dipper sighed, hung his head, and offered his hand. "Truce?"

Pacifica stared for a moment and then shook his hand. "Truce!"

For a moment the awkward tension between the two died down a little... and then when they realized they were still holding hands it rose to new levels.

"Ew!"

"Gross! That, like, didn't just happen! Agreed?"

"Agreed! Soooo... I see you've been having a tough time today."

"That's putting it lightly!"

"Is there anything I can do to help with that?"

"Yes! You can hop back on Bug Eyes and head back to town and pick me up some make up and..."

"No!"

"What?"

"We're not going to do that. I was talking about a more immediate solution."

"No! Good looks and being rich! That's what I, Pacifica Elise Northwest, am all about!"

"And?"

"What do you mean 'And'?"

"That's it? That can't be it! Think Pacifica, take away the money and makeup. Who are you?"

"... That's actually a very heavy question you're hitting me with!"

"Okay. Okay! Dial it back! How can you help? What can you bring to the table for this problem?"

"Man power! I can bring in my servants..."

"No! No. No, no, no! Just... You and me! I have brains, how can you help?"

"I'm... Uh..."

"Take your time but don't be shy either."

"I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Confideeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeent?"

"Oof! So this is what awkwardness feels like from the other side of the fence! Well no matter, that's a start I guess."

"I could use some confidence!" chirped Mothman.

Dipper and Pacifica jumped.

"I'm always self conscious about my looks! I know I look nasty... but I think that the fact you know that means that well maybe you're afraid to look... 'not pretty'."

The kids looked at Mothman in stunned silence.

"Wow! That is a shockingly deep diagnosis for you!" observed Dipper.

"Tell me about it! I think my brain might have just peaked!"

"He has a point though..." sulked Pacifica. "Real talk? If I can't use my money, and my looks are pointless, then... I don't see how I can help."

"Pacifica... I..."

*CRACK! *

*CRASH! *

*THOOM! *

Pacifica quickly ran behind Dipper as the sounds got closer and closer.

A large pair of black hands pushed some trees apart and out came a monster which had everyone agasped.

It could only be described as a humanoid bumblebee on steroids! He pointed directly at Mothman.

"HEY UGLY! What did I tell you about hanging around my honey?!"

"There is NO honey here! Only sap!" exclaimed Dipper.

"It tastes like honey, and that MAKES it honey!" shot back the Bumblebeast.

Bumblebeast lifted his head into the air and made a weird clicking noise.

"Oh no..." whimpered Mothman. "Last time he did this he got really scary!"

Pacifica poked her head out from behind Dipper's shoulder. "Is he...sniffing the air?"

The monster pointed at Pacifica now. "YOU! You smell like MY honey!"

Pacifica looked behind her and saw there was an indecent amount of sap stuck in her hair. "Oh gross! Sap in MY hair is a crime against nature!"

"The only crime here is YOU, little girl! Stealing my honey is an offense punishable by PUNCHING!"

Bumblebeast let out a terrifying war cry and charged.

Everybody screamed and dodged out of the way but Pacifica kept running.

"YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME, LITTLE GIRL! NOBODY ESCAPES THE BUMBLEBEAST!"

Outside the Bunker...

"I can't believe this! THE DOOR IS JAMMED!" shouted Dipper.

"Well I suppose it makes sense! This bunker was made when Stanford was young... relatively! To be perfectly frank, Dipper, it was a marvel this place worked flawlessly twice let alone once!"

"I know I'm having sort of a bad tech day but..."

"Please don't!"

"I'm going to try my gun!"

"It'll be okay! I'll cut us a hole!"

"Dipper..."

"Grrrrr! Stupid dial!"

"Dipper, I don't like how it's glowing! Or that it's glowing at all!"

*PLOOZZZZZZZZZZZZRRRRRRRRRRFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFTTTTTTT! *

"Oh my diamonds! Goop is all over my outfit! I'm a total mess!"

"I am so sorry! This normally never happens!"

"You shut up! I'M going to cut open a hole!"

"You? How?"

"With my umbrella! A doy! All I have to do is turn it inside out, turn on the laser field like so, and spin!"

A circle started to burn on the outside of the door until it fell forward.

Pacifica came out of the hole covered in green slime, stomping angrily.

"Pacifica, please! I'm sorry! You know the gun doesn't normally go off like that!"

"Look at me! I'm covered in your stuff now!"

"Wait! That gives me an idea!"

Dipper grabbed a couple of handfuls of the goop off of Pacifica and applied it to the edges of the cut out circle. He then picked up the circle and placed it into the hole.

He held out his arms as if he had performed some grand magic trick.

"Huh! What do you say? Now it's like the hole was never made in the first place! Protecting the time stream! Right?"

"..."

"You're still mad aren't you?"

"I-ju-y-WHAT DO YOU THINK?! Of COURSE I'm still mad! Dipper, in case you've forgotten, I don't have a change of clothes on me!"

Dipper's arms went limp at his sides.

"Oh... Right! Well I guess we could go back to your old mansion and see if some of your mom's old clothes will fit you."

Pacifica looked at him as if he were the dumbest man on the planet.

"Dipper, we're in a time line where I have money and I still have all my credit card numbers memorized. We're going shopping!"

"But what about our younger selves?"

"I don't see us disappearing, do you?! We'll search for the shapeshifter in the shops!"

"Well you are usually in a better mood after you shop."

"Great! Let's find a hose first, this stuff is in my hair for pity's sake!"

As Pacifica stormed off Dipper took a moment to muse something over.

"I think I might need to adjust my pie chart a bit."

Gravity Falls...

"I don't like this, Wendy! It's starting to get dark and we still haven't found those kids!"

"Well Stan, if you mean Dipper and 'Princess Northwest' I'm starting to think they've left town. As for Mabel?"

Wendy pointed towards the gym where you could see Mabel through the window. She was laying down on top of the console for a treadmill with her head in her hands looking at a rather beefy looking gentleman lifting weights.

"Oh dear, I don't need to hear what's coming!" With a quick *CLICK! * Grunkle Stan turned off his hearing aid.

She says something to the weight lifting man, whatever it was it made him accidentally drop his dumbbell onto his foot.

As Grunkle Stan ran into the gym before a lawsuit could ensue, Wendy was busy with something else.

She thought she saw something slither behind a trash can, it was too long to be a simple garden snake. She bend down to pick up some trash to defend herself with, and this piece of trash just so happened to be...

A pipe from an oil drum! She took a moment to look at it.

"Wow! Gravity Falls actually DOES have some REALLY dangerous litter!"

She moved the trash cans out of the way and saw the shapeshifter. It still had Dipper's head, it's body was still snake like except that it still had the leathery wings attached to it now. It saw Wendy and hissed with his Dipper head, his eyes temporarily reverting back to that of it's original.

"I know those eyes anywhere!" exclaimed Wendy. She swung the pipe down but the shapeshifter dove out of the way. "You're out? How did you get out?!"

The shapeshifter climbed up a street lamp out of Wendy's reach. "I played the waiting game! It took me a while but it worked! And don't think I haven't forgotten about you either! As soon as I'm done with Dipper, YOU'RE next! If it wasn't for you there'd be no way how he would've escaped from me!"

Wendy was ready to hunt this creature to the ends of the Earth when she spotted the red burn mark on his body. This looked to be where a solid chunk of his body was missing too.

She smirked.

"Your plan might've worked but it looks like it had consequences!"

"What?!"

"You're injured, ya horror blender! Whatever's happened to you has ALREADY screwed up your plans!"

"It has NOT! Just a set back!"

"Oh yeah? Prove it! Try to kill me! I aint going anywhere! And we both know this pipe isn't enough to stop some monster form that's bigger than me! I'm calling you out, ya side show freak!"

The shapeshifter strained for a moment but ultimately settled for hissing at Wendy.

"That proves it! You're already defeated! If I've learned anything this summer, it's that there is nothing those kooky twins can't handle! Your only chance of survival is crawl back to that ice tube and take another nap!"

If looks could kill then Wendy would be six feet under right now.

The shapeshifter gave her another hiss and flew off.

"That's right, run!" she hollered after him. "It's about the only SAFE option you have!"

Being somewhat of a hypocrite, she tossed her pipe back onto the ground for somebody else to find.

"Why did it have that agent's face though? Makes no sense..."

Woods...

Pacifica had never ran so much in her life. There was no time to worry about haircare, no time to worry about outfits or smudges or stains. There was only running, because running was the only thing that was keeping her alive! Bumblebeast was behind her but not by much; he just fast enough to stay on her trail, punching entire trees out of the way!

'SURVIVE!' This was the one thought repeating itself constantly in Pacifica's head.

Eventually the sounds of Bumblebeast's destruction began to grow faint and far. Pacifica came to a large rock, a good of a place as any to catch her breath. She had been running for what felt like hours, her little heart was practically pounding itself out of her heart.

"I... *Pant! * Can't... *Pant! * Believe... *Pant! * I lost... *Pant! * That freak!"

Pacifica rested on the rock, face down on her belly, the only thing she could do now was catch her breath. When her breath finally started to slow, she tried to listen for any sign of the Bumblebeast. Not so much as buzz. Something must have happened to him. Maybe his foot fell into a gopher hole, or some other monster got in his way. She didn't know, she didn't care. For the moment, she was safe.

Taking a harder look at her surroundings she realized she was in fact lost.

Lost.

Alone.

Where looks and money were absolutely useless. And to top it off, only Dipper Pines knew she was in the woods.

*BZZZZT! * *BZZZZT! *

Pacifica sat up, this wasn't a normal buzzing. It echoed throughout the forest, loudly! It was no doubt her pursuer but she couldn't tell from what direction it was coming from. With the echo, he sounded like he was coming from all the directions all at once.

*BZZZZT! * *BZZZZT! * *BZZZZT! *

She looked frantically around, in all directions, for a sign... anything that could tell her from which direction he was coming from.

Then she heard a sound. It was faint but it was growing louder by the second. This wasn't like the buzzing noise, this more of whistling.

She looked up and understood what the whistling noise was.

Up above the Bumblebeast was falling to the ground like a payload bomb. Falling fists forward ready to annihilate anything on the other end.

"DEATH TO ALL HONEY THIEVES!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!"

Pacifica dove out of the way as the Bumblebeast completely shattered the boulder to tiny pieces.

There was no time to be in shock and awe, Pacifica fumbled to her feet and began to run.

The Bumblebeast shot out of the dust cloud and landed in front of her.

Pacifica let out a scream as the Bumblebeast picked her up by her shirt and reeled his other hand back for a punch.

"NO! No, no, NO!"

Before the fist could be put into motion, Dipper on Mothman appeared in mid-air in front of the Bumblebeast.

"SAY CHEESE!"

Dipper pulled out his camera and started taking pictures.

*FLASH! * *FLASH! * *FLASH! *FLASH! * *FLASH! * *FLASH! * *FLASH! *

The blinding light from Dipper's camera caused the Bumblebeast to drop Pacifica in it's blind confusion.

Mothman quickly scooted Pacifica up on to his back. Dipper took out one of his Grunkle Stan's smoke bombs, lit it, and threw it onto the ground.

With the Bumblebeast coughing in quick succession, Mothman flew off taking the children as far away as quickly as he could.

"Good thing I loaded up on my Grunkle Stan's smoke bombs before we left home. Since he's a bee maybe the smoke bomb will make him sleepy or..."

Dipper was cut off as Pacifica grabbed his torso in a hug and started crying into his chest.

"Whoa! Um... Aw jeez! It'll be okay. You're safe now!"

*BONK! *

The Mothman flew head first into a tree.

*BONK! *

Another tree.

*BONK! *

Yet another.

"Well 'safe-ish'! Mothman, what's going on?!" demanded Dipper.

"Pretty, pretty lights! They showed me also pretty, pretty dots! Must catch ALL of the dots!"

"Moths and lights, of course! Well at least you're headed in the direction of town!"

Elsewhere...

The shapeshifter found a hole in a tree and climbed inside. As much as he hated to admit it, Wendy was right about one thing.

He needed to rest.

The kids had managed to disappear so his whole day had been wasted. His revenge is impossible unless he can find a way to heal.

So covered himself up in his leathery wings and let sleep take him.

A solution would present itself in the morning.

Gravity Falls...

One shopping trip later and the adult versions of Dipper and Pacifica decided to stop for dinner.

Dipper entered the back of Grunkle Stan's car where Pacifica was already waiting.

"Did you get them?"

"Yep!"

Dipper handed the former heiress a tray of tacos.

"Are you still mad?" asked Dipper.

"Maybe!" pouted Pacifica.

"You know you're cute when your mad." flirted Dipper.

Pacifica almost choked. "Stupid! That isn't going to get you out of this! My hair is a wreck and it's all your fault!"

"Well if it's the hair that's bothering you we could always break into a hair salon or something. And if you need a shower, we could always use the ones at the Gravity Falls pool."

Rather than saying something, Pacifica just took another bite.

"Hmm... Oh! After which, you could try on your brand new outfit!"

"Why did you say so?! Let's go!"

Pacifica scrambled out of the car.

"What about the tacos?"

"Leave them! Mabel said that's where secret surprise snacks happen right?"

"I guess so..."

"Then we're ensuring continuity! Now let's go show me a good time!"

"How did this become a date?!"

"It's not a date, you're just treating me to make up for shooting your goop all over me!"

"Pacifica, that sounds..."

"Heard it as soon as I said it. Just forget it and keep an eye out for ourselves."

"You'd think we would have run into them by now!"

Gravity Falls Battery Storage Power Station...

Young Dipper and Pacifica were in the farthest reach of Gravity Falls possible. It was still considered to be part of the town even though it was drastically uphill and technically in the woods.

It had finally gotten dark out but was lighted so it was easy to find so working there wasn't too hard.

A plan had been concocted on the way here, it was perhaps a bit of a rush job but it was still sound none the less.

Mothman was busy setting up so the kids were actually given some alone time.

"So, I'm not really great at saying this kind of stuff but," Pacifica took a breath and straightened her back. "Thank you for saving my life."

"Well I wouldn't sweat it, you'd probably do the same thing for..."

Pacifica raised an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, point taken. Well, you're welcome anyways! On the bright side, looks like the plan is finally coming together!"

"Are you sure it'll work. Being on the wrong on that monster's fist was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life!"

"Trust me, my plans usually work! I mean, I did take down a giant robot!"

"Giant robot?"

"Didn't you know? Lil' Gideon had a giant robot that he totally tried to kill me and Mabel with!"

"What?"

"It happened."

"Can you prove it?"

"Ask anyone in town! They were there for it! But for the real nuts and bolts Mabel has the details."

"Or..." Pacifica put her arms behind her back and had her eyes dart away. "Maybe YOU could tell me about it sometime..."

"...What?"

"Don't make a big deal about it or anything but... you showed me there's another side to you that... 'maybe' I've overlooked."

"You two are so cute!" exclaimed Mothman. "Seriously, if we don't reconnect when you're adults I am going to be even sadder than I already am!"

The two actually jumped back from each other and then awkwardly avoided the other's gaze.

Dipper cleared his throat and motioned for Pacifica to follow him as they walked over to Mothman.

"Is everything ready?"

"I was able to pick up the supplies you wanted pretty easily. Not like it was hard to find. I was able to the switch you were talking about. It's actually on top of the center building here, why they designed it this way who knows..."

"My Grunkle Stan does like to say the people of Gravity Falls are the dumbest on the planet..."

"Hey!"

"No offense intended to present company, I guess that also includes the architects of Gravity Falls too."

"Well for what it's worth the Pacifica decoy is almost ready."

The decoy of which Mothman spoke was only believable from possibly a distance. It was a ball on a broom that held a coat hanger which had Pacifica's jacket.

"This'll never be believable." criticized Pacifica.

"Why? Because it's not 'pretty' enough?" scoffed Dipper.

"No! Because I'm not BALD, Nerd!"

"Oh!" Mothman took a couple of steps backwards. "You're right. I'll get right on that."

And then he barfed onto the floor. It wasn't just a splat on the floor either, it was a long yellow stream that was flowing out like a waterfall.

"Eww!" the kids recoiled in unison.

They were about to ask why the Mothman was doing this when they noticed his vomit was starting to become less fluid like and more string like.

Pacifica grabbed some, at first glance a closer inspection didn't help much.

"This is disgusting..." she held it up in the light and saw it shine. "Gggly beautiful! What IS this stuff?"

"Oh that? That's just my silk. Shiny huh?"

"Whoa! Whoa! You never said you could make your own silk!"

"You never asked!" The Mothman didn't posses a human face in a normal sense of the term, but if she didn't know any better she would he was smirking at her.

"Yeah, but this is some quality stuff right here! This is some of the finest, shiniest silk I have ever seen and let me tell you, I know my stuff here!"

Dipper's smirk on the other hand was all too present. She sent him a look as if to explain.

"You do realize what you just did there, right?"

"Huh?"

"You paid a pretty big compliment to a 'hideous bug monster'."

"I heard that!" shot Mothman.

"Well...I...Uh... the silk... You see... I don't know there was silk and I... uh..." Pacifica stammered.

*CRACK! *

*CRASH! *

*THOOM! *

"Shoot! It sounds like he's almost here! Mothman, finish up!"

"I'm done!" Mothman connected the end of his silk to the prosthetic Pacifica.

"Great!" Dipper pulled out a couple of test tubes from his vest pocket. "Because we took a little detour on the way back, a fresher scent of sap should give off a stronger odor!" He smashed the tubes over the decoy and turned to Mothman. "You need to get out of here! You're a giant bug too so what we're going to do here could happen to you too!"

"Right!" Mothman picked up the children and flew them to the roof of the center building. "Good luck!"

Dipper motioned for Pacifica to take her place by the switch while he moved to the corner of the roof where the kiddie pools were waiting for him.

Dipper performed a hand signal to Pacifica and she threw the switch upward. The entire area, and to another extent Gravity Falls, went dark.

*CRACK! *

*CRASH! *

*THOOM! *

The Bumblebeast shot out of the forest and smashed through the wired fence. He wasted no time almost immediately pummeling the decoy Pacifica.

*SPLATSH! *

A water balloon hit the Bumblebeast from above.

*SPLATSH! *

Another water balloon, but this one missed and instead hit one of the power conductors.

*SPLATSH! * *SPLATSH! * *SPLATSH! * *SPLATSH! *

More and more water balloons rained down drenching everything on the ground in water.

"PACIFICA, NOW!"

Pacifica gripped the top of the switch's handle. "BUG!" She threw it down. "ZAPPER!"

Immediately, the station came back to life. With the electricity flowing and the water acting as a conductor, the Bumblebeast let out a blood curdling cry of pain as he was electrocuted.

It went on for about four minutes until the Bumblebeast finally stopped screaming. This was when Pacifica finally turned the switch back to off.

Dipper grabbed his flashlight and shined it on the Bumblebeast's body. Charred to complete blackness and smoking, there was no doubt that this bug was dead.

"We did it! He's dead!" cheered Dipper.

"Really?! It worked?!"

"Hey! You're actually pretty good at pulling switches!"

"Really? I wonder if this could be, like, a thing for me?"

"You did great!"

"Pfft! Me? This was YOUR plan! YOU did great!"

Mothman flew down to them. Out of reflex Dipper shined his light into the Mothman's eyes.

"Pretty... Pretty lights..."

"Oops! Sorry about that!"

"You were great too Mothman! I can't believe you were able to carry those kiddie pools filled with water balloons through the air so fast!"

"Aw shucks, I was just trying to carry my weight. Not like they were hard to find either, they were all over that park."

"I can't believe we got this lucky, though. He was supposed to see all spectrums of light!"

"Oh it was more than just luck!" assured Mothman. "Too much of that sap stuff can really screw with your judgement. He was guzzling it down on a daily basis!"

"So what do we do with Bumblebeast's body?" asked Pacifica.

"I can check on it." offered Mothman.

Mothman did a quick fly to the woods, grabbed a stick, and flew back. He hovered above the Bumblebeast's charred remains, being careful not to touch his feet to the wet ground. He poked it with a stick and the body crumbled to ashes.

"Well that's solves that! Let's call it a night!"

Gravity Falls...

Mothman had dropped the kids off at the Mystery Shack. There was still some power coursing through the old shack since Grunkle Stan liked to use a private generator.

"I'm a bug of my word, kids. Come tomorrow, I'll help you out anyway I can."

Young Dipper and Pacifica waved goodbye and then sat on the sofa often found on the porch.

They looked up and saw the starry sky, they couldn't believe how late it had gotten.

"Where did the day go?" Dipper asked.

"I'll say."

"So much happened and in only one day!"

"There is a lot, like, that I need to reflect on!"

Approaching the Shack from the darkness came the adult versions of Dipper and Pacifica.

"There you kids are! We've been combing the town for you two!" exclaimed Adult Dipper.

"Well that was a bad idea, since we weren't in it!" explained Young Pacifica.

"What?! What happened?!" asked Adult Pacifica.

"We had a little pest control problem!"

"Right up until we fried it with electrocution!"

"What?! I mean, what happ..." Adult Dipper face palmed "Never mind!"

He turned to his partner and whispered "Does any of that sound familiar to you?"

Adult Pacifica scrunched her face in concentration. "Sort of! I remember something about lots of speed... and water balloons... and... Nope! Sorry, it's just too hard to recall!"

"I remember... moths in an alley... and... a power station? That makes no sense!

"Oh I am just loving your new outfit by the way!" flattered Young Pacifica.

"Thanks, it's because I have money again! The pink miniskirt is wonderful but not as great as the purple top, and don't get me started on the turquoise belt!"

Young Dipper looked to his older self for answers.

"Long story short? I wasn't careful enough and I ruined her outfit. Never mind that right now, listen, been a long day and a quick night. There's much to discuss so we'll do it in the morning."

"Hey, yeah! Where are you guys going to sleep tonight?" Young Dipper pointed out.

"I got that covered!" smirked Dipper. "We're staying in the shack!"

"What?!" was the tripled unified cry.

"This old shack has tons of secret rooms, and I just happen to know the one Grunkle Stan is blind too!" boasted Adult Dipper.

"That's amazing! Did the author know about it?! Did the author SHOW YOU it?! I have so many questions!" gushed Young Dipper.

"And you're not going to find your answers tonight!" Adult Dipper pushed his younger self in the forehead pushing him back into the seat. "You're gonna sit here for five minutes so you can't see me access it."

Adult Pacifica pointed and her own younger self. "And YOU Missy are going to make sure he doesn't peek!"

The child versions pouted and crossed their arms.

"We grow up to be such jerks!"

"I know, right?"

"You see, Paz? I told you that you were cute when you're angry!"

The detectives ran inside leaving the kids alone.

"I can't believe this! The answers I've been looking for all summer are right in front of me and I can't even get at them!"

Young Pacifica was oddly quiet about this complaint, and then he saw it was because she was on her cellphone.

"What're you doing?"

"Calling home, of course! You're not expecting me to walk home are you?

"Fair enough. So... a lot has happened. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Well by the looks of things I either get over it or we both somehow manage to block it from our minds. So I guess I'm fine, even if I do end up as broke as a hobo."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. Are you sure that's something worth getting upset over?"

"What do you mean? I literally lose everything."

"But have you taken a hard look at your future self? She's happy. Laughing and smiling, you can't tell me that's not a good thing."

"I... guess you have a point."

"She might not have money, but maybe she found there's more to life than just money and looks."

"I don't know about... Oh! Hello? Yeah, I'm at the Mystery Shack! Come pick me up already!"

She closed her phone. "Sorry about that. Maybe you have a point."

"THERE YOU KIDS ARE!" shouted Grunkle Stan.

"Grunkle Stan!"

"We've been looking for you all day! The town is having some sort of massive blackout right now!"

"I told you they were fine! Mabel is always right about everything! I do see you two are sitting a little closer together though!"

Young Dipper and Pacifica instantly scooted farther apart.

"So what was the deal with you and those agents?" asked Grunkle Stan.

"Oh uh they just needed help with a special case, Pacifica and I just saw everything that's all."

"Dipper, as your Grunkle I don't like the idea of government agents hovering around..."

"Oh for pity's sake!" interrupted Pacifica. She pulled out her wallet and started to go through it. "Here's two hundred bucks, today never happened!"

"What? You're attempting to bribe me? It'll take a lot more than..."

"Here is THREE hundred, to keep quiet about today and an additional four to keep anything that happens tomorrow to yourself!"

"SOLD!"

He snatched the money from the little girl's hand and ran inside.

"Aw look at you!" cooed Mabel. "Doing something nice for another person. You're starting to grow girl!"

"Look! Here are some...golden diamond plated earrings. Just leave me alone for... I don't know, the rest of the week!"

"Oh! These are so pretty! I'M GOING TO FORCE THEM INTO MY BEDAZZLER!"

Mabel also ran inside but nowhere near fast enough for Pacifica's taste.

"I guess that just leave you, Red. I don't think we've met before so I don't really know..."

Wendy walked right past Pacifica and over to Dipper.

"Oh. I'm being ignored. That's... a different kind of feeling!"

"Listen Dipper, that shapeshifting horror is out."

This announcement caught both the children's immediate attention.

"That freakshow is injured though, so he's less of a threat. I believe you and your sister can handle him. Just keep. Your eyes. Open."

Dipper was slack jawed but he just silently nodded.

As Wendy went into the shop, Pacifica's limo finally pulled up.

"There's my ride! I guess I'll see you tomorrow!"

She hopped in and gave Dipper and awkward smile.

"Yeah, I guess I will!"

Dipper waved her goodbye and she turned to her driver.

"Jinkens! Are our Northwest camera satelites still up? I'd like check on the town a few weeks back. I've heard talk about a giant robot being destroyed?"

Back inside the Mystery Shack, Grunkle Stan was putting his new money into the cash register while Wendy was getting her jacket.

Wendy looked at Stan. "I get overtime for this, right?"

"What? Does it look like I'm made of money or something?"

"You JUST got like seven hundred dollars!"

"Wendy! There are other things to care about besides money you know!"

"What?!"

"... Sweep up the shop and then we'll talk."

Elsewhere inside the Mystery Shack...

The secret elevator stopped at the number 2 and Adult Dipper and Pacifica entered the secret room.

"So even though they don't know who we are, we'll still be staying at the Mystery Shack under your family's nose?"

"This was one of my Great Uncle Ford's secret rooms. Not even Grunkle Stan knows about it. And so long as we're careful, Ford won't even be able to tell that we were here!"

"So I guess we're sleeping on the chairs huh? Nobody ever said this job would be pretty."

"I also brought us in here for another reason. Bill."

"Oh! Wow... I can't believe I actually forgot him. He's still alive in this time period!"

"Now I have my own mental protection against Bill but if we want him to keep out of your mind, then we're going to need to Bill proof your mind!"

"How?"

Dipper walked over to the computer and showed her a metal helmet. "With this!"

"I don't look good in helmets, Dipper."

"Nonsense! You look good in anything. Besides this scan your mind, bio-electrically encyrpting your thoughts so Bill can't read them! Because of when we are, the machine hasn't been broken yet so we can use it!"

Dipper placed the helmet on Pacifica's head and then turned on the computer. "Time to strengthen your mind!" After a few adjustments it was up and running.

Pacifica's attention was entirely focused on the screen. Her thoughts appeared there, almost loud enough to be heard outside the room.

"Dipper's so nice!"

"Dipper's so rugid!"

"I wonder if I could get those golden diamond plated earrings from my younger self..."

"Dipper's so wonderful!"

"Uh... I can explain all of those!"

"I'm sorry," Dipper smiled. "I was *cough * busy over here and absolutely didn't hear anything positive or negative coming from the screen! I mean this computer needed some more fine tuning than I remembered."

"So long will this take?"

"I suggest you get comfortable, this will most likely take a while."

"Sigh. At least I've got good company."

The two shared a smile.

Eventually...

Dipper's dream...

Dipper was laying down on a grassy hill under a cherry tree resting his head in Pacifica's lap. The sun was shinning, and Pacifica was feeding him cherries; this was one of Dipper's favorite dreams.

And then the sky turned gray. Dipper sat up and Pacifica disappeared. A laughter echoed throughout the entire area.

Dipper knew what this meant and sighed.

The grass beneath his feet pressed down into the shape of Bill and then the laughter was so close it was almost as if it were right next to his ear. "Just show yourself, Blinky!"

Bill Cipher appeared out of the ground in a triangle blaze of light. He split into eight of himself and circled Dipper.

"Well, well, well, well. Well, well, well, well."

"Ah geez here we go with Bill Cipher!" moaned Dipper.

"Imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning and discovered there was TWO Pine Trees and TWO llamas! What luck! If I had to guess I would say that you're from the future, right? I got out and had my Weirdmageddon, didn't I? Admit it, I got out!"

*SNAP! *

With a snap of his fingers, Dipper opened up a portal beneath Bill. It was similar to the portal Mabel, Dipper, and Soos opened in Stan's mind to force Bill out. The difference was, this one had a gravitational pull.

Bill grabbed onto the edge of the portal desperately.

"WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!"

"Surprised? Don't be! I've had a lot of time to think about what I'd do if I ever saw you again. This portal will kick you out, you could let go of the edges and dispell it like you did in Grunkle Stan's mind but the pull of this portal I've made is similar to that of a black hole. You let go and you're gone!"

Dipper stood proud looking down at Bill Cipher.

"I'm not afraid of you anymore Bill. I've grown up! I've faced dangers you can't even imagine!"

"You can't do this to me! I've seen you, both of you! Kicking me out of your dream won't solve anything!"

Dipper looked at his hand and one of the Blind Eye's memory eraser guns materialized. Although it did look basically the same, it had a keyboard instead of the usual dial turners.

"Memory gun, like it? You'd better, because you certainly do get acquainted." Dipper started to type into the keyboard. "The truth of the matter is Bill, we just simply don't have time for you!"

The memory eraser gun's screen now read 'Second Pine Tree and Llama'.

"Want to see MY impression of YOU in about three seconds? 'Wait... What just happened?'"

"I... what?"

*ZZZAAAAPPPP! *

One good zap to Bill's eye sent him spiraling into the portal. With a loud clap of his hands the portal closed back up and the dream realm returned to normal.

Dipper smiled contently.

"Man do I love lucid dreams. Now, where was I?"

Pacifica reappeared but now she had lipstick on.

"Oh right! That's where I was!"

Omake

Bill woke face down in his own dimension with no memory of what had just transpired.

"Wait... What just happened?"

Bill noticed something was written on his left hand. It read "Look at your right hand."

He looked at his other hand and written on it were the words: "Made you look, Stupid!"

"I have never felt more completely lost than I do in this moment."

Some laughter called his attention over to his friends who were hiding out in their usual little whole.

"Fellas! Who cares what I was doing before! Let's Yuk it up! Did you ever hear the one about..."

That's it for now. I've had that bad joke about a Paz Dispenser in the back of my head for a while now. I also had this thing about Young Pacifica not knowing who she is outside of being a Northwest and Young Dipper challenging her about who she'd like to be, but it tragically turned out to be a dead end. I would like to take a moment to apologize, the electrocution thing and the kids attitude after turned out a little darker than I was intending it to be. Sorry about that... Happy Halloween, I guess. Moving on, I am particularly proud of this chapter. If I had a team of writers like Disney did for Gravity Falls I have no doubt this chapter would be even better, but since it's just me you'll have to settle for this. Proud though I may be, I do still acknowledge the flaws in the whole story; like for example: This story was supposed to be finished 3 years ago! Oops... That's life I guess. Oh, and NO... You are not going to see Bill again. If you enjoyed it then be sure to tell me what and how much. I promise it will help with the next chapter.