A Summer Romance

Bombshell Blonde

A/N: I'm so happy people are enjoying these. ^^ The song is Bombshell Blonde by Owl City

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Dipper stood outside the Shack, taking tourists money when he saw her coming towards him.

That blonde, she's a bomb, she's an atom bomb
Rigged up and ready to drop!
Bad news. I'm a fuse and I've met my match
So stand back, it's about to go off!

His palms were getting sweaty and his shirt felt as if it was choking him. He swore she just got more beautiful each passing day.

That vixen, she's a master of disguise!
I see danger, when I look in her eyes.
She's so foxy, she could lead to my demise.
So I'm running, 'cause I've run out of time.

Mabel caught his gaze and said, “Go talk to her. I'll cover for you, bro-bro.”

“I can't. What would i even say to her?”

“Give her a compliment. Then just go with the flow.”

Dipper gave his twin a look of distress and Mabel responded by basically pushing him towards Pacifica.

She’s a bombshell blonde, wired up to detonate!
I’m James Bond, live to die another day!
Bombshell blonde, high explosive dynamite!
She’s all I want so I, I’m on a mission tonight!

Dipper stumbled slightly before regaining his balance and casually walked forward. His heart seemed to be trying to beat it's way out of his chest the closer he got to her. He looked back at Mabel who gave him two thumbs up. He took a deep breath and faced forward again, trying to get his nerves to calm down long enough for him to do this.

Her love is a drug laced with ecstasy,
And her charm is spiked with a spell.
A hot mess in a dress gets the best of me.
She's ice cold, but she's making me melt!

He ran his fingers through his hair just as they were a couple of feet from each other.

“Hey, Pacifica.”

“Hello, Dipper.”

“Y-You look beautiful.”

Pacifica smiled, “Why thank you.”

That vixen, she's a master of disguise!
I see danger, when I look in her eyes.
She's so foxy, she could lead to my demise.
So I'm running, 'cause I've run out of time.

Dipper stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep from fidgeting too much. He wanted this to go without one of his infamous hiccups. He could practically feel Mabel’s stare.

She’s a bombshell blonde, wired up to detonate!
I’m James Bond, live to die another day!
Bombshell blonde, high explosive dynamite!
She’s all I want so I, I’m on a mission tonight!

He noticed Pacifica was slowly getting closer to him and he suspected he knew why. Mabel assured him that Pacifica had the same feelings for him, but there was only one way to be sure.

I, I'm on a mission tonight!
I, I'm on a mission tonight!

“Oh fuck it.” Dipper said under his breath.

“Wha-” Pacifica began, before she was cut off by Dipper's arms being around her and his lips ghosting across her own.