Pacifica POV

"Dipper give it back!" I ordered, stretching out my hand to grab it. He jerk away, "Where did you find this?"

"Why would you care?!" I asked him.

Dipper just looks at the journal, "it was you the whole time."

"What? Dipper what is going on?"

Dipper looks up, "Nothing."

I places my hands on my hips, "It's not nothing! You just took that out of my bag and not giving it back! You care about that book. Why is that?"

Dipper tighten his jaw and his looks up at me with soft eyes, "I'm sorry Pacifica." Then he went up and press his finger to my forehead and everything went black.

Dipper POV

I had to knock out Pacifica. I felt bad about that....Crap...more feelings. Just great! Argh! Why did I get myself into this mess!

I caught Pacifica as she went limp in my arms and I gently laid her on the ground. I sigh bitterly, "Why did you have to be a part of this? I really wish that you weren't a part of this." I looked at the journal in my hands. the stubborn journal 3, right here in my hands.

I tighten my grip around it, "Blasted!"

I then put the journal back into Pacifica's bag, closed up the bag, and then swung it on to my shoulders. I then bent down and picked up Pacifica in my arms. I then looked back at the trail, "yeah...not going down there." I then walked to the edge and jumped off.

Using my amulet powers I safely landed on the ground, softly on my feet. I then headed back to Pacifica's house. I set her down at the porch. I then took off the bag and set it on the ground. I opened it up again and pulled out the journal. I then look up at the shack, "Here we go."

I then zip up the bag and headed home.

I enter the study where Mabel was having some fun with Will. Will screaming because of her torture, "Mabel we need to talk." I interrupted her

Mabel turns around, "What? Have a problem of me playing with the demon?"

"No, we do that anyways. No, this is more important."

"And what would that be?"

I pulled out the journal and faced it towards her. Mabel's eyes widen and her jaw drop, "Holy mother of bloody sparkles!" Then she came up and grab the journal out of my hands, "You got it! Where did you get it?"

"I just found it in the cliffs." I lied, but of course Mabel couldn't pick out my lies because I've been lying for years. So I gotten pretty good at it.

"Brother, this is the greatest thing ever! You are amazing!"

"Whoa, you are very excited. You just called me amazing."

"Shut up!" She ran through the pages, "Wait until Stan hears about this and we get the Shack and the whole plan comes into play!"

I then reach out and grab the book out of her hands, "Yeah, now I'm going to spend some time reading it. You go find Stan and tell him about the good news."

Mabel placed her hands on her hip, "Something is wrong with you. You never give me credit for your things." Then Mabel grabs my collar of my shirt and yank me close, "What is wrong with you, brother?! You aren't focus, staring off into space, being kind, and disappearing during random parts of the day! Now finally of this, giving me credit of your work. Now I'm not grateful of that but still...something is going on."

"None of your concern, dear sister. How many times do I need to tell you that!" I growled, "Just going through things. Stuff you wouldn't understand."

"What won't I understand? Try me, little brother. Test me." Mabel taunted.

"Let me go." I tried to get her off of me but her grip was firm.

"You are making me doubt you brother."

"Well don't. I'm the same little twisted brother you know and hate with a small hint of care. Mabel, listen I'm just going through things alright. There is no need to doubt me. Now just got tell Stan about the news while I study this journal. It could give us more."

Mabel started into my eyes with fire. Then she smirks, "Fine." Then she release me, "I'm trusting you."

Then Mabel walked away. Once I heard the door closing I quickly went up to the desk and laid the journal there. I muttered the copy spell as I wave my hand above the journal. Then within seconds an exact copy of the journal appear right next to it. It copied every page and every secret it has. Everything.

"Will!" I snapped.

Will appeared next to me, more shaken up than normal since Mabel just tortured him. "Y-Yes?"

I picked up the original one and hand it to Will, "Take this and put it in Pacifica Southeast's bag."

"Excuse m-me S-Sir?"

"Do what I tell you, you worthless demon!" I shouted.

Will took the journal shakily, "Y-Yes...M-M-Master." I then grab's Will's arm and yank him, "Don't you dare tell this to Mabel or I will kill you! Doesn't matter if you are a demon...I will do it!" I growled.

Will nod his head shakily, "Y-Yes-s...M-Master."

"You got that right! Now hurry before Mabel comes back and make it snappy!"

Will then quickly disappears. I then picked up the copy and started to go through it. Mabel and Stan came in. "Boy! Mabel tells me you got it." Stan called out.

I held up the journal, "You got that right." 

Stan smiled as he took the journal out of my hands, "You did well boy!" Then he messed with my hair. I slap his hand away, "Don't touch me or my hair! I'll cut off that hand and stuff it down your throat!"

Stan laughed, "Hahaha! This guy!"

I scowled at his pathetic sense of humor.

Stan looked through the journal. "Ah this is good! Very good! Now we can do our plan!"

"We still need the Shack." Mabel pointed out.

Stan growls, "Bud Pines. Hate that guy."

"Hate his niece too." Mabel sneer. Then she wraps her arms around Stan's arm, "Can we kill all of them? But not Gideon. Can he be mine!? We can kidnapped him!"

"We can't just kill them." I snapped, "If we kill them and take the Shack...the cops will know and we won't get out of it. Now would we want that?"

Stan mumble, "Blasted those cops. Hate them with the full of heart."

"What heart?" Mabel snickered.

Stan shoved Mabel away, "Very funny."

"Just think about it. We got to make it look like they either give us the shack or let us in."

"They won't let us in. They know who we are." Stan mumbles.

"I'll try." I offered.

They both looked at me and laugh. "Very funny Dipper!"

"No really. Let me try. They don't know me that well. I'll sneak by old Bud and get at least one of  the kids to like me."

"What makes you think they will like you?" Mabel snapped.

I smirk, "You're kidding? Look at me. What's there to not like?" I jester myself. Mabel rolls her eyes, "Oh please." I took a step forward, "Trust me. I'll get us in. When have I ever failed?"

Mabel smirked, "Never."

"My point proven. Now...let's begin."

Pacifica POV

I slowly opened my eyes to someone gently shaking me. "Pacifica, wake up."

My vision cleared up and I could see Dipper there, being over me "Good you're awake." I looked around, I was back at the house well on the porch of the house. I rubbed my head, "What happened?"

"We were up at the cliffs. It must have been a tiring trip for you. You fell asleep. I carried you down back to the house." Dipper replied.

"You carried me all the way down the cliff?" I gasp out, not believing it.

"Well...floated down." He replied, rubbing his amulet.

"I get it."

Then suddenly I remember the last thing that happened to me. Dipper taking the journal from me and knocking me out. 

I shove Dipper away, "You cheat!"

"W-What?" He questioned confused.

I quickly got to my bag and opened it. The journal was there. I blushed sheepishly, "Oh...I'm sorry Dipper."

"Um...Okay?" Dipper replied confused.

"I'm sorry. I must have a dream....it was just a dream. It was so real like. I'm sorry Dipper."

"Okay. That's fine."

I close the bag and stood up, "Well thank you. It was fun."

Dipper nods his head, "You know...I always wanted to look at this place but yours your uncle won't let me or any of my family in...the same for Gideon."

"That's because they doesn't like you and your family. My uncle thinks you guys are evil and fakes. I think he just says that because your show is another tourist trap that might take his business."

Dipper slowly nods his head, "I understand that." Then Dipper shrugs, "I guess if I can't go in ever..."

"Oh no. Uncle Bud isn't here...So I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to come in..."

"Then there is your cousin, let's not forget about him. He doesn't like me. Think I'm just like my sister."

"You are not like your sister."

Dipper smirked. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind...and beside he is doing other things" I replied as I head for the door, "I think it would fun to have you come inside. Of course when Bud doesn't know about it...Gideon would like to have you...once he gets to know you."

"Really now?"

I shrug, "Why not? You are not like your sister so why wouldn't he like you? You two just need to talk."

"Okay. I trust ya."

Then we got into the house. Dipper looks around, "Not as bad as I thought."

"Well you've been in it once." I pointed out.

"Well only the living room." Dipper replied as I walks around the house, "Does this place...have a basement?

"No, why?" I asked.

Dipper shrugs, "It's always nice to know if someone has a basement. It could save you or cause you trouble."

"Nice to know." I pointed out. Dipper walks up to me, "you are very different, Pacifica, and I like that in you."

"Thanks." I smiled, "You don't mind about the style of clothes, weird interests, and the hatred your sister has on me?"

"No...that actually makes you even more different...and I like that."

"R-Really?"

I was getting really nervous and I felt sparks and a shiver runing through out my whole body, the hairs standing on edge. My heart was racing as he moved really close to me, his blue eyes sparked, and he had that look.

 Oh gosh.

"Yeah really..." Dipper softly spoke. Then he lean in, about to kiss me.