Chapter 22

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Stanford led Pacifica down into the basement. He led her into a secluded room, then pulled out two chairs. They sat down across from each other. Stanford looked at the blond, them down at his hands and spoke up.
"You were the one that freed Bill, weren't you?" He asked. Pacifica's mouth opened in shock, and her eyes opened wide. But she shook her head.
"Why would I have freed him?" She asked. Stanford didn't say anything, then shook his head and sighed.
"Yes, I know. Sorry for bothering you. You may go back and hang out with Mabel," he said, still looking away. Pacifica nodded, but didn't say anything as she stood up and walked away.

As soon as he could no longer hear her footsteps, Stanford sighed. He was sure she had freed him on accident, but he didn't know what sort of emotion she was feeling that would've freed him. Sighing, he shook his head in frustration. He knew he shouldn't have said anything until he knew more.
"Grunkle Ford?" Dipper called out. Stanford stood up, then headed over to the door.
"I'm coming Dipper," he said, closing the door behind him and hurrying to get to Dipper.

Mabel paced around the room. At least, until Pacifica walked in and closed the door behind her. Mabel stopped pacing and looked at the blonde as she walked over to her bed and sat down. Mabel cooked her head to the side, curious. What did her and Grunkle Ford talk about? She knew she shouldn't ask, but her curiosity got the best of her, and she walked over to Pacifica.
"What did you and Grunkle Ford talk about?" She asked.
"He asked me if I had freed Bill by accident," Pacifica explained.
"Why would he think that?" Mabel questioned.
"I don't know," Pacifica said, shrugging. Mabel shrugged it off, then walked over to her own bed and laid down.

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