(A/N: I'd say the picture of them in this chapter would describe how they look in this fanfiction.)

(A/N: O.k. quick thing to so. I haven't been on here for a while and I wanna say it's because of the internet or my school laptop blocking this site. But it's not.... It's both of those. But, whenever my school laptop's firewall glitches up, I always try to update as quick as possible before it goes back to normal. But that's not the only reason. I've fallen in love.... With a fanfiction. 2 to be exact. One if called "Dipper Pines Paranormal Detective." The other is called "Welcome to lovecraft, Gravity falls." They are both AMAZING and are both Dipcifica fanfictions I might add and I would really like it if you guys read them. They're actually on fanfiction.com though. Sorry. Also, If you guys know what Ouran high host club is, I recommend reading "The new twins." This, unlike the other two fanfictions, will take some time to find. You would have to go directly to the site, type in the title, and search for it for a while. But trust me when I say this. It is worth it!!!)

Puppy: Will you and Dipper make out after Weirdmageddon? Also do you like Mabel?

(A/N: I wasn't really sure how I was going to write this.....)

Pacifica was sitting on the couch, waiting for Dipper to finish with his project.

Pacifica: What is he working on anyways?

Mabel turned her head away from the television to look into Pacifica's eyes and smiled.

Mabel: Don't get anxious. That REALLY turns guys off.

Pacifica: I was just curious.

Mabel: Don't be curious either. Guys don't like it when girls question them.

Pacifica: Aren't you just as curious of what he's been up to for the past few days?

Mabel: Pacifica. I'm his sister. Of course I am. But I'm his sister.

Pacifica: You already said that.

Mabel: Exactly!

Pacifica: I don't quite follow.

Mabel: I'm not trying to date him. I don't care if he finds me annoying if I seem clingy..... Listen. I'm telling you this because I like you. Dipper doesn't like clingy girls. Just chill out and be patient.

Pacifica: O.k.

Pacifica eased back into the couch, finally becoming patient. Just as she did, Dipper burst threw the door, tripping and face planting the second he entered the room. But he seemed so excited that he brushed it off like nothing. He didn't say anything. He merely lifted his hand to Pacifica's face, revealing a tape measure. 

Pacifica: Um.... What is that?

Dipper: It's a Technical imprint machine!

Pacifica: What?

Dipper: It's a time machine!

Mabel: Oh! Technical imprint machine stands for T.I.M.E!

Dipper: No. I couldn't think of anything for the letter 'E'. This is called T.I.M.

Mabel: Oh. Well, we've gone into the past before. What makes this so special?

Dipper: Mabel... I FIXED it. Do you know how amazing this is?!

Mabel: Dipper. We used to use that thing every day.

Dipper: Now we can ALL go though.

Mabel: Come on Dipper.... I don't want to go. Ducktective's series finally is today and I want you to be here for it.

Dipper: No way Mabel! If you won't come with me, than Pacifica can.

Pacifica's ears perked up from the sudden mention of her name.

Pacifica: *Gasp* REALLY?! OMG! That would be crazy! But- couldn't that mess up the future or something?

Dipper: Nah. We're actually living in the future AFTER we traveled to the past.

Mabel: Ugh. Dipper. Don't start that. I still don't understand it.

Dipper: O.k. O.k. Mabel. Pacifica, what do you say?

Dipper held out his hand, begging for her to grab it. She was hesitant to grab it, relieving a sense of lack of trust.

Dipper: Pacifica.... I thought you trusted me...

Pacifica: Dipper! Don't think for one second that I don't! It's just...... I've never traveled into the past with my boyfriend before.

Dipper smiled humorously. Almost to say 'You poor poor thing.' Pacifica gave an irritated look at him as she grabbed his hand, giving in. Dipper's face didn't change. But his smile seemed to be more 'got you now'.

Dipper: Pacifica. Where do you want to go?

Pacifica thought for a moment.

Pacifica: I know! John of Ark!

Just as she said that, there was a knock at the door. Pacifica let go of his hand for a moment, walking to the door.

Pacifica: I'll get-

She was suddenly cut off by Dipper's body weight taking her to the ground, pinning her wrists to the floor as she struggles to get loose.

Pacifica: Dipper! What are you doing?! Let go!

Dipper: Are you stupid?! No one knows your here! And, in case you've forgotten, you KILLED someone! You wanna explain that to whoever's at the door?!

Pacifica was silent for a moment, almost completely stunned by his sudden change of mood. His breathing became heavy and short. He didn't want her to get in trouble for something that, to him, was his own fault. Pacifica waited for his breathing to get under control again before trying to get up from under his grasp. As she sat up, Dipper inched away from her, letting her free. 

Dipper: Pacifica. You go upstairs. I'll handle the door.

Pacifica hesitated for a moment, not wanting to leave him to handle it by himself.

Pacifica: But Dipper. What if it's a cop?

Dipper: Then it's not going to help if your standing right behind me for 'backup'.

Pacifica signed, knowing he was right. She stood there for a moment, still not wanting to leave though, only for the door to be knocked on again.

Dipper: *Whisper* Go!

Dipper swayed his hands back and forth in front of Pacifica with a sweeping motion, signalling for her to go up stairs and stay there until the coast was clear. Pacifica did as she was told, no matter how much she hated it to do so. She made her way up the steps, fighting the urge to throw a tantrum, and walking into the twin's room. To her surprise, Mabel was there too.

Mabel: Hey. Who's at the door?

Pacifica: I don't know.

Meanwhile

Dipper waited for Pacifica to finally be out of site and ear shot before he opened the door. He quickly regretted it once he saw who it was.

Mr. Northwest: Hello boy.

Dipper let out a grunt of frustration as he tried to close the door in the grown mans face. Much to Dipper's displeasure though, Mr. Northwest's foot was in the way.

Mr. Northwest: You haven't seen my daughter lately, have you son?

Dipper: No. And don't call me son. Your not my dad.

Mr. Northwest snared at his comment in disgust.

Mr. Northwest: Yes. Indeed. And how lucky I am too. Your commoner humor is atrocious.

Dipper: Just get off my great uncle's property. I don't usually fight old men, but if you don't leave now I'll have to attack you out of self defense.

Mr. Northwest: Is that so?

Mr. Northwest squinted his eyes, leaning his head closer towards Dipper's face.

30 seconds later

Mr. Northwest was stunned by his sudden face plant to the floor as Dipper literally threw him off of his great uncle's property.

Mr. Northwest: This isn't over boy! I know she's in there!

Dipper: Yah! Yah!

Dipper closed the door and walked up stairs to his room. He wasn't surprised at all to see Pacifica and Mabel talking about some girl thing as he sat down on his bed and rubbed the back of his neck.

Mabel: How did it go?

Dipper: Mabel.... Don't even mention today to me.

Pacifica: Who was at the door?

Dipper: Your father. He's looking for you.

Pacifica: What?! Oh no!

Dipper: Yah. But what's weird is that I've heard a bunch of news articles and television reports about you being missing.

Pacifica: Yah? Isn't that what usually happens when someone goes missing after a suspicious murder?

Dipper: Yes. But..... Your father was knocking at the door. No police officers. No swot team. No nothing. Just your father. Why wouldn't he get professionals to help and search for you?

Pacifica: Your right. That IS odd......... Any who....

Dipper: Hm?

Pacifica: Dipper! You said you'd take me to the past today. Remember?

Dipper: Oh yah! So what was it you said? John of Ark?

Pacifica paused for a moment. Sitting up in the twins room gave her some time to think of when she wanted to go. And she finally knew when.

Pacifica: Dipper....

Dipper: Yes?

Pacifica: I-........ Oh jeez....

Dipper: What is it Pacifica?

Pacifica: I want to go to that night.....

Dipper: That night? Are you sure?

Pacifica nodded in response, not bothering to look at him.

Dipper: Sure. When was it?

Pacifica looked up at him in delight, happy to know he was going to let her do it.

Pacifica: 5 days ago. :)

Dipper: O.k. 5 days ago. Let's do it.

Dipper was about to pull the tape measure when Pacifica put her hand on his.

Pacifica: Wait!

Dipper looked at her, slightly confused.

Pacifica: May I...... Have the honor?

Dipper made a half-hearted laugh as he slowly handed the tape measure to Pacifica.

Pacifica: Thank you.

Dipper: Be careful with it. It's not exactly in the best condition. I should show you how it-

Just as he was finishing his sentence, Pacifica grabbed his arm and pulled the tape measure. Little did she know, she had no idea how it worked. Dipper and Pacifica where blinded by the bright lights for a moment, not knowing which way was up or which was was down. Either way, they knew they where being transported somewhere else. The blindness seemed to last for only half a second though, as everything soon came into focus. Dipper realized he was holding onto Pacifica tightly as he realized when they where.

Dipper: Uh.... This doesn't look like the present year..... Do you know how to work that thing?

Pacifica: Psh. Dipper. I'm a strong, independent, INTELLIGENT woman...... Of course I don't know how to work this thing! Your a dude! You know how to work with this sort of crap!

Dipper: Alright. Calm down. It's not that big of a deal. We just need to figure out when we are and then we can be on our way.

Pacifica: Yah.... I guess your- Look out!

Dipper turned around to see a cockroach scattering across the floor. When he turned back around, he saw that the tape measure was crumbled at his feet.

Dipper: What?!

Pacifica: I'm sorry! I got scared so I dropped it by accident! 

Dipper: Did you drop it or shoot it?!

Pacifica: Oh come on. It's not that bad! I'm sure that this isn't the first time you've had a broken... what's-you-McCall-its.

Dipper: Your right... But when I did...... She wasn't an incompetent airhead that didn't think twice about her actions!!!!! >:(

(A/N: That's kind of a lie but whatever.)

Pacifica didn't fire back like Dipper expected her to. Instead she was silent. Dipper looked over to her to see her looking down at her feet. He couldn't see her face, but he knew that she was crying soft tears.

Pacifica: Yes....... I am an airhead....... I know I'm incompetent......but- I thought you of all people would understand how I felt about people seeing me as that.

Pacifica shuffled her feet, making the tips of her toes touch each other. Almost as if she was a sweet innocent little girl. Guilt instantly washed over him as he realized what he had just said. 

Dipper: Woah.... Pacifica..... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. It's just- I haven't really been myself lately. I'm tired, I'm stressed out, I haven't gone monster hunting with Mabel for a week now!

Pacifica sniffled, her head still lowered.

Pacifica: Whatever....

Dipper frowned at his discouraged significant other. He really wished he could take it back. But he couldn't, being the fact that she had broken the only thing that could do that.

Dipper: Hey.......

Dipper inched closer towards Pacifica, wrapping his arm around her waste.

Dipper: If I really felt that way about you.... do you REALLY think I'd trust you to come with me?

Dipper tilted Pacifica's head up to his face, whipping away her tears. Pacifica made a slight twitch in her lips, symbolizing a sort of smile. With that, Dipper leaned in for a kiss. Just a small one, but it was sweet and long. Once they pulled away, there was a sudden shake at the floor. Pacifica and Dipper inched away from the wall seconds before a giant red-headed head burst threw the walls.

Head: Come on! Get in my mouth! You'll love it!

(A/N: That's what she said!)

Dipper: That's when we are! Pacifica! We're in the middle of the war between Bill and us! *GASP* I have a spare T.I.M. up in my old room! 

Dipper and Pacifica raced up the stairs, fearing that the giant head would grab them first. Once they got to the door, Dipper swung the door open and raced for his bed, reaching under it to find the T.I.M. He quickly pulled the tape measure and grabbed onto Pacifica's waste.

Dipper: There's no place like home.......