Chapter 2

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Grunkle Stan had sat the two bewildered twins down in the livingroom as they kept making eyecontact with each other, and glancing at the two people.

Stan himself was looking exactly like he did before, which isnt saying much. Pacifica had seemed to only get a little taller and a little perky, which seemed to fit her somehow.

What surprised Dipper the most, though, was what she was wearing. He never thought he would see Pacifica Northwest in casual clothing, with stains on the t-shirt.

"Daddy hit a tough spot." Pacifica started, looking down. "The town stripped of us of our house and everything, after they found out about the attic." She said, sighing.

Grunkle Stan took over from here. "She needed a place to stay, seeming as her parents blamed her for it all, and kicked her out. So, as long as she could work here she would be allowed to stay."

"How long as it been, Grunkle Stan?" Mabel asked, frowning in disappointment.

He looked apologetic, knowing how she never got along with Pacifica. "A year."

Dipper huffed out angrily. "Why did she have to come HERE, though?" He asked, frustrated with it all.

Mabel elbowed him. "Grunkle Stan needed somebody to help with everything we did before! It worked out for him." She said, understanding the situation.

"B-but is there even enough room in here for us to stay now?"

"I've been staying in the Attic." Pacifica stated, raising her eyebrow at Dipper. "And by all means its not like I want to stay either. Its tolerable when im staying with this old loaf," she wrinkled her nose, getting a 'Hey!' from Stan. "But it'll be almost like living in hell with you." She said folding her arms and glaring at mainly Dipper.

Mabel huffed. "Okay, I sense tension! Pacifica, Im glad we will have somebody else to hang out with this summer." She said, smiling at her. Pacifica blinked at Mabel and sort of smiled back.

Dipper narrowed his eyes at Pacifica but said nothing.

"Well, glad you all could make up. Now, to discuss the room arrangements!" Grunkle Stan smiled, motioning for the twins to grab their stuff.

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"Oh my gosh, DIPPER HURRY UP!!" Mabel shouted, pounding on the bathroom door.

The day had passed by quickly, and uneventful, for as soon as the two had gotten settled into their old rooms, they went downstairs to check everything out, and then they decided upon watching TV and spending quality time together. Pacifica was no where to be seen, which meant Dipper could rant to his sister about how crappy this situation was, and his sister could explain how crappy he was being about this situation.

Its moments like those Dipper seemed to miss the most about Gravity Falls. Back at home, they never got the chance of privacy, but here it seemed Grunkle Stan always had things to do.

But now, he was getting ready for bed, and stalling just because Mabel was being pushy.

"Im almost done!" he said, washing his toothbrush he had just used, and splashing water on his face. He dried it up and walked out smiling at his slightly smaller than him sister.

She huffed, "Its about time." She said, ruffling his slightly wet hair. He frowned, fixing it back to its normal messy status and walked towards Mabel's and his room, head down a bit. As he turned the corner, he bumped heads with an unnexpecting Pacifica. She looked startled, and then her anger shown through as she pushed him aside and walked, going back to where she was going. He glanced back at her has he rubbed his sore head and then huffed and walked into his room.

He turned on the lamp next to his bed and rolled into the bed, noting how small it was. Wow, he had been really short.

He turned to look at the wall, regretting the whole trip already. How was this all supposed to work out? Is he going to have to deal with the monsters here AND Pacifica? He had hoped one was enough. Coming back here though was cool, and being able to see everything again. Maybe he will see Wendy again.

But why did it have to be Pacifica?

Mabel came in, her wet hair in a bun. "Hey bro-bro." She said, falling onto her bed. "Gosh, we used to be tiny!" She giggled, trying to get comfortable.

He chuckled. "You still are."

"Its just an inch!" She rolled her eyes. "Cant you let it go?"

"Sweet, sweet Karma, Mabel." He grinned. "Goodnight."

"Night!" She said.

It was when he was almost asleep, he heard the words "Itll work out." and smiled faintly, as sleep took over him.
(A/N Im on a roll guys. Ill be working on chapter three soon, just wanna take a break for right now.)

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