21 Days of Dread

18: Dollhouse

Pacifica hid in her room. It was the day after the party, the house was cleaned up, and her parents were now looking for her. They were sure to give her a stern talk about how she disobeyed them. She took a deep breath. She needed to be brave. Like she was earlier today. She stood up and marched over to the door. She opened it and headed into the hallway. She looked around. Her dad was at the end of the hallway. He stormed over.

“What were you thinking?” He asked harshly.

Pacifica flinched at the tone of his voice. “I'm sorry dad, but everyone was in trouble and it was the only way to stop that ghost,” she said.

“But our name!”

“Dad, people were getting turned to trees! Isn't that enough to get off our high-horse and do something to help! So I let people below us into the party, look at what it did. It saved people's lives! It's not like it's going to hurt much,” she said.

“Well don't expect it to ever happen again,” he replied.

Pacifica sighed softly. “Alright...” she said.

He looked down at her. “I'll talk to your mother to figure out what your punishment will be,” he said. He left the hall and went down the stairs.

Pacifica leaned against the wall and slumped to the ground. She rested her forehead on her knees. She felt like crying, but knew if she did she would get in trouble. She leaned her head against the wall and took a deep breath. She needed to calm down. She stood up not caring if it looked lady like or not. She didn't want to be a Northwest. She walked back into her bedroom and shut the door behind her. She felt alone and wanted someone to talk to. She picked her cell phone and looked through her contacts. No one seemed interesting. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the number to the Mystery Shack. After a few seconds she remembered. She dialed the number and waited.

“Hello?” The old man had answered.

“Uh, hi. Is Dipper home?” She asked.

There was a laugh on the other end. “HEY DIPPER! THERE'S A GIRL ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!”

Pacifica could hear Mabel's laughter on the other end and a loud sigh as Dipper grabbed the phone.

“Hello?” Dipper said.

“Hey, it's Pacifica.”

“Oh! Hi! Uh, is there anything you need? Did I forget the book at your house. Look, um, I'm sorry. I'll stop by tomorrow and pick it up if that's the thing,” he said.

Pacifica smiled small at Dipper's slightly panicked voice. “No, it's not the book. I'm pretty sure you took that home. You should see if your sister's pig has it. Uh, look, it's kinda crazy over at my house so, uh, can I come over and hang out for a bit?” she said.

“Oh, um, sure, I guess if you really want to,” Dipper said. Pacifica could sense some hesitation in his voice.

“Uh, is it alright if I wear a pair of normal jeans and a t-shirt over there?” She asked.

“Obviously,” Dipper said.

Pacifica laughed faintly. “Okay, cool, be there in a little bit,” she said.

“Okay, see you,” Dipper replied.

Pacifica hung up and smiled. It was good having a friend that she could be free around.