Facade

Chapter 2: Brown-haired

A/N: I just cannot wait for Dipcifica already. I'm getting impatient. I know. But you can probably guess by the title.

This chapter may be slightly longer than the previous one.. :)

Dusk 2 Dawn is still a working establishment. The elders did not die. This is Reverse Falls. So it's okay I changed that? *shrugs*

Rate if you like this and comment your thoughts! Thanks to those three who first read this and to @maggiethemagical . :3

Pacifica's POV

Sunlight was tinted red when it hit that triangular-shaped window. The wooden floorboards creak ever so slightly and not long after footsteps down the stairs. I reckon Gideon's already awake.

I squint my eyes to adjust to the bright lighting. Slowly rising from the bed, I hug the velvety feel of the comforters close to my body.

'It's warm.' I grin sleepily.

Before I drift off to dreamland again, the smell of bacon, and pancakes hits my nose.

I walk down the stairs with my slippers barely on and my hair like a bird's nest. I just followed the scent, half-asleep with my eyes closed.

Uncle Bud is flipping pancakes in the pan. He seems to be wearing a floral apron on top of a scarlet and white floral shirt that seems Hawaiian.

'Too much floral stuff.' I scrunched my nose.

Gideon looks up at me, smiles, and continues on pouring syrup and spreading butter to his pancakes. "Good morning, Pacifica? The smell of this delicious breakfast woke you up?"

"Yes, actually," I rubbed my still sleepy eyes and pulled up the wooden chair that seems to break any time. It creaked when I sat on it.

'I'm not that heavy, am I?'

A plate full of pancakes is handed down to me by Uncle. "Thanks," I give him a small smile.

He winks back in acknowledgement and says, "Bacon's mine, okay? You guys'll have the pancakes. But do tell me if you want some though."

We nod and I then dig onto my pancakes that I have already flooded with syrup (it might actually spill on the table but eh). I get a sugar rush and smile weirdly.

"Are you okay?" Gideon looks at me, worried.

I hold my head and smile at him while giving a thumbs up.

(Location: Gleeful Mansion)

Dipper's POV

I ran my hand through my brown locks, slightly brushing past my birthmark that eerily resembles the Big Dipper. Taking out a maroon book with gold triangle borders, I read through its already worn-out and turning yellow pages.

'Does the journal have anything about demonic guardians?'

I flip another page careful not rip it and just see a silhouette of a blue triangular creature with a tophat and a bow.

'Will Crypto. Seems it's just that cowardly slave of ours. He actually looks similar to Bill but Bill's way more confident and stronger.' I smirk

"What are you smirking at, dear brother?" I hear my sister's voice echo through the spacious room. She walks towards me and puts her hands on her hips, giving me a look that urges me to explain.

I roll my eyes, slightly irritated. 'Always so stubborn. There are some things I want to keep for myself, Mabelton.'

"Oh, shush you," she laughs, shaking her head and crossing her arms. "I just want to know if there's any progress about Tad and Bill."