90s is not out of style

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Dipper waited outside the changing room. Be could hear the sound of hangers slanging and slight sounds of ruffling fabric.
"What was wrong with what I had on!" Pacifica shouted at him through the door.
"My uncle didn't like it."
"Who cared what that dumb face thinks?"
There was no response. "I should probably tone it down a bit.." She thought, she was their guest after all. All her clothes was in a nice pile the table in the changing room with the Journal residing on top. She squeezed the dress on (jeez this is one of the tightest clothes she's put on this summer), but luckily it wasn't as bad as you might think, as it "floofed" out comfortabley at the bottom. But another thing that was uncomfortable was the silence, was Dipper always with silent? It was unusual but she couldn't find anything good to talk about.
"So... What was with the Journal earlier?"
"uhm.. Well- Mabel or Stanford would try to steal it." Dipper had no reason to impress her like his crowd with fancy words.
"What about you?"
"Are you really that stupid, did it look like I was going to steal it earlier?"
"That doesn't awnser my question." Pacifica kept to herself, he obviously didn't want her to know. She finished tieing up her hair and put on the jewlery Dipper assigned to her. Luckily the dress was long enough Pacifica could wear her regular shoes. She pushed the curtain out of the way so he could see her. Dipper was still for a second till he came to his feet.
"Certainly better than your regular clothes." He purred.
"Hey my fashion style is great!"Pacifica objected." this is for Gideon" she reminded herself.
He chuckled into a cough and turned back to his old self. He came a few inches from her and adjusted her nacklace. She noticed was a bit taller than him.
"Whatever you say."
"Who am I impressing with this anyways?" Paz said as she gripped her dress.
Dipper was silent yet again. He simply walked away. "You're not just here to chat, are you coming? You have a job."
"Coming right up!" She hung her arm around him.

"Please don't touch me.

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