Mabcifica Drabbles

Prompt 1 Part 1: Aren't you a little old to be trick or treating?

Idea came from here: http://fanficy-prompts.tumblr.com/

Summary: Mabel and Pacifica go trick or treating on Summerween

Mabel's POV

I flopped onto my bed, sighing. No one was answering my texts! Waddles hopped onto the bed, nuzzling his pink little nose into my sweater. I laughed, he was just too cute, and gave him a hug. "You excited, little guy? Two more days and you'll be all dressed up as the pig police's best employee!"

He oinked happily, wiggling in my arms. I sat him down, patting his head affectionately before going back to my texts. I felt the bed wobble as he lay down beside me, his head on my shoulder. I puffed out my cheeks, furrowing my eyebrows at my phone.

 'Why doesn't anyone appreciate the time and dedication I show towards Summerween? It's free candy, anyone should love it!' I thought to myself, sending Candy one more text, simply typing 'You up for it? It'd be fuuuun :P ' 

 A few minutes after staring at my posters of unicorns and awesome boy bands, she responded with, 'Hi Mabel! I am really sorry but I already have a costume and my mom would be mad if it went to waste. <3'  I rolled onto my stomach with a groan, Waddles climbing onto my tummy and oinking.

I picked him up, thinking. Who else in Gravity Falls would be positively, absolutely fun to trick or treat with? A gasp escaped my lips as I set waddles down. I grinned, since I knew who I was going to trick or treat with now. Pacifica Northwest, get ready for the best night of your life.

Pacifica's POV

Who would've thought, that at 9:30 PM, my mom would come upstairs and announce that I had a "friend" who came over. I smiled, my mom and I had always been pretty close. My father though, was a whole other matter. Enough of that though, I sat up, setting my phone down.

"Thanks, mom. Who is it?" I responded, hopping off of the bed and taking off my pajama shorts.

 I was just putting some jean shorts on when my mom said, "Oh, a charming little brunette by the name of Mabel!"

 Huh, weird. She usually never came to the manor, she would just invite me to the Mystery Shack whenever she saw me. Nevertheless, it was a pleasant surprise. No matter how much I tried to deny it, I thought of Mabel very fondly, perhaps a bit... too fondly.  

I finished putting on my jeans, walking down the stairs. I ran my hands along the rail, looking at my purple nail polish on the way down. Pink and purple were my favorite colors, but teal was pretty too, it matched my eyes pretty well.

I heard a cheerful "Pacifica!" before I was smothered by something brown into a hug. "Hi Mabel," I mumbled, hugging her back softly.

Mabel's POV

I sniffed Pacifica's shirt, which smells like vanilla and flowers. Just then, Pacifica's mom coughed behind us. I felt Pacifica jumped out of my arms and when I looked at her face, she was lightly blushing and looking a bit flustered.

 Pacifica coughed, collecting herself. I waved to Pacifica's mom, who had an eyebrow raised and a confused look. When I waved, she smiled a bit, her eyebrow dropping back into place. She walked out of the room, leaving me and Pacifica alone.

 I squeezed her shoulder, smiling softly at her. She smiled back, looking calm as my arm dropped back to my side. She looked at me and said, "So, that aside, why are you here?"

I squealed, jumping onto her, "I want you and me to go trick or treating on Summerween! Won't it be super fun?"

As I pulled away, she asked, "Aren't you a bit old to be trick or treating? I stopped two years ago..."

I gasped, "Oh my gosh, Pacifica! The joys of Summerween aren't limited by age, so many people like candy, aren't you one of them?"

Pacifica nodded, "Yeah, but I don't really get to eat it often. My parents really love eating healthy." 

Pacifica's POV 

Mabel's mouth went into a perfect 'O', "This is so perfect! You'll have all the candy you could ever dream of. You can eat it at the Mystery Shack with me and Dipping sauce once he gets back from Wendy's college going away party, which is so important."

I furrowed my brows, "I thought he was over Wendy though, that's what he said atleast."

Mabel burst into a fit of giggles before catching her breath. "He wishes that he was over her, I still hear him mumble Wendy in his sleep."

I nodded, "I would love to trick or treat on Summerween with you, just let me check with my mom."

I walked into the kitchen, where my mom was making salmon, bread rolls, and salad for dinner. She looked at me, "Pacifica, dear, what do you need?"

I prepared myself, "Mom, can I go with my friend, Mabel, trick or treating on Summerween?"

She paused, "You're a little old, aren't you dear? I thought you stopped that already."

I felt my face heat up, "Well, Mabel really wants to do it and says it'll be fun, so I don't want to let her down."

She nodded, "Alright, as long as you're safe. I'll see if your father agrees later tonight."

I jumped up, "Thank you mom! I love you." I walked up and kissed her on the cheek before running to Mabel and telling her the good news.