Dipcifica One-Shots

"It's a... Log..."

"Dipper... Look, about what happened last week, I..." Pacifica murmured, biting her lip. She had already been punished by her parents, but she still felt guilty for dragging him in to her situation. She knew that he deserved way better than that, but still she's gone and done it.

"Don't apologize." Dipper stopped her practically immediately, "I don't want to hear an apology."

"Why not? I was rude and I dragged you in to a conflict I was having with my parents and I just shouldn't have been such a-"

"If you ever need to get away from your parents, and I mean ever, the shack is always open." He told her softly, "Even if I leave after the summer."

In that moment, there was nothing more that she wanted to do other than throw her arms around him and squeeze him so tight until he could barely breathe. God, Dipper was amazing. How he managed without fail to care for somebody as problematic and troubled as her was baffling. Completely and totally baffling.

"So um... Back to the previous subject," Pacifica muttered, trying to resist the urge to gush about how she was feeling, "Where are we going again? I mean, I don't really feel all that comfortable out here at night."

"Ha, yeah..." Dipper laughed, his cheeks tinting a bit pink, "My noodle arms won't protect us for very long. Maybe just long enough for you to run from the psycho killer."

"Dipper!" She punched his arm, not thinking about whether she should be light with him or not, "Don't say stuff like that! I'd grab you by your vest and drag you with me, and yell at you for being an idiot."

Dipper couldn't help but snicker, knowing that it was something she'd do. It wasn't difficult to picture, either. "Anyways, we're not out here so you can get scared and cling desperately to my arm. That's what our horror movie date was for." He winked at her, which just made her roll her blue eyes. "I wanted to show you one of the best spots in town, especially at this time of night."

Pacifica's eyes went around again. "I live here, Dipper. I know all of the spots." That was a lie. She hadn't explored like he had, because she never had anybody who would do it with her, and if her parents caught her coming home from all dirty or wet or even mildly out of place, they'd "lecture" (shout) at her to no end.

"I doubt you know of this place," He assured her. "Best spot in town. Just you wait, Paz. You're gonna love it."

Pacifica's eyes rolled for what felt like the millionth time that day. It was clear that she favoured that action over many others. "Whatever you say."

She wouldn't admit it to him, but she was kind of excited. The idea of being led somewhere new, and with him calling it "the best spot in town", it had to be pretty good, right? Usually, he knew when things were good.

She followed him carefully, curiosity eating at her as well as the thrill of excitement. The cool night air was nipping at her face, particularly her nose, but she didn't mind. It felt refreshing in this circumstance. The whole aspect of being outside during the night hours was so new to her, but it felt so beautiful in a strange way.

"Alright, almost there Pacifica." Dipper said as he glanced back at her, smiling sweetly. That smile was laced with excitement and anticipation, something that showed very easily on Dipper's face.

"Okay," She giggled nervously and semi-awkwardly. She was tempted to skip along behind him, or beside him, because of how excited she was. "Can I hold your hand?" She questioned, picking up her pace a little so she was walking beside him as opposed to behind him.

"You didn't even have to ask." He replied with the grin, taking her dainty hand in his. (Why did her hands have to be so fragile and soft? His hands were... Kind of big, really.)

The two of them continued to walk carefully through the forest, the leaves and twigs crunching beneath their feet as they got closer and closer to their destination. Finally, when they arrived, Pacifica was surprised to see that it was just a log. An old, mossy log.

"It's a... Log..." She murmured, staring at it and raising an eyebrow. She glanced over at Dipper, who was wearing a wide grin.

"Just sit on it. C'mon!" He giggled gleefully, sitting on it and patting the spot next to him. He never got this gleefully dorky about anything, so it must have been something super exciting to him, so for his sake, she sat down.

Her eyes fluttered closed, waiting for a moment to see if anything would really change when she opened them. She imagined that Dipper was doing the same, though he was actually just watching her.

"Don't be disappointed yet," Dipper whined in a nervous voice, "If you close your eyes, you can't see it."

"I'm not disappointed," Pacifica replied, her eyes still closed as she prepared herself for the grand reveal. "I'm adding suspense to my experience. When I open my eyes, I'm going to see it."

Dipper let out a faint "Oh," and didn't say anything else after that. Pacifica liked to think it was because he'd caught his glimpse of the view. When she opened her eyes again, she understood everything that Dipper had said about this spot.

"Dipper... It's... Beautiful..." She gasped, her eyes alight. The scene spread out before her was gorgeous. The forest had been lit up with fireflies, buzzing and bumping around, flickering and catching her attention. "I've..."

"I told you it was the best spot in town. I figured you'd like it." He told her, smiling a little. "Do you?"

Pacifica looked at him for a very long time and nodded. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you."

Dipper's cheeks went bright pink and he basically turned in to putty in Pacifica's hands. "Y-you're welcome... A-anytime!" He let out an awkward giggle, glancing over at her. She smiled back at him. He thought about leaning over, and doing the thing he'd practiced in his mind,  but it didn't take him very long to decide that he shouldn't, not right then. It would take away Pacifica's view of the beauty.

"Dipper, look at that little one!" She said, grabbing his arm and pointing like Mabel would. "He's kind of hiding his shine, isn't he?"

Dipper nodded. "Yeah, he is." He stared in silence at the little firefly, thinking of what to say. All it really took was another firefly swooping in and flying next to the first to make him shine.

"Look, Dip!"

"I can see it Pacifica."

"Looks like that other one brings out the best in him," She remarked, before turning to him. Her cheeks were tinted red, and she was trying to hide her eyes behind her bangs. "A bit like me with you."

"You think I bring out the best in you?"

"Of course. The thing is, you don't try to complete me- because you understand that I'm already a complete person. But what you do is make me feel more confident, and encourage me to shine, to not care who judges me. God, this sounds so mushy, I'm sorry. I don't think you're really in to this cheesy, romantic-"

"No, no!" Dipper insisted, grabbing her hand and squeezing it tightly. He made sure to smile, too. "I like it."

She smiled a little. "You know you shouldn't be allowing me to further this behaviour. I'm warning you Dipper, I will become the cheesiest cheese ball in all of cheese town."

Dipper laughed. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

The two of them laughed and smiled. Pacifica began to rest her head on Dipper's shoulder, and for that short moment, in the middle of the night, they were both at peace.