Complicated

Chapter 8: Friends?

Pacifica's POV

She saved us. She saved me. Why would she want to save me after all I've done to her?

These were the thoughts that were swarming my head today.

I mean, Wendy didn't have to help, or she could have just saved Dipper. But she didn't, she saved me, too.

I was working at the counter in the gift shop today but nothing interesting was happening. Their were just a bunch of weird townsfolk that live in Gravity Falls. Then, I see Wendy out of the corner of my eye restocking the shelves.

I didn't know what to say. I needed to say thank you somehow, though. But, how should I get her attention?

"THANK YOU!" I blurted out and then covered my mouth with my hand. Wendy then turned around and faced me.

"Huh?" She asked. "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes, I am. Thank you for saving me yesterday. It may not seem like a big deal to you, but it was to me," I thanked.

"I just thought that maybe we should start getting along better. You know, for Dipper's sake, of course."

"Yeah...for Dipper's sake," I repeated. "Um...can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Do you still like Dipper?" I asked. "I'm sorry, I just was wondering. You don't have to answer if you don't want t-"

"No, it's okay. You have the right to know," She sighed. "I might still have a little crush on him, but I'm getting over it. After you two started going out, I realized that I already had my chance and I blew it. It's your turn now,"

"Wow, thanks? I guess..." I chuckled, "So, friends?"

"Yeah, man! Of course we're friends!" She shouted while lightly hitting my shoulder. "Just don't blow your chance with him. He's a really great guy."

We spent the rest of the day hanging out and getting to know each other better.

"So then, Dipper starts singing this song about a lamb," Wendy giggled. I laughed so hard milk came out of my nose.

"Seriously?!" I said between breaths.

"Yeah, and that's not even the best part! He sang it while he was in this cute little lamb costume! Mabel even has a picture in the Shack somewhere!"

"Wait, she has a picture," my tone was suddenly serious.

"Yep."

"I. Need. To. See it," I stated.

We raced back to the Mystery Shack and bolted up the stairs. We found Dipper sitting on his bed, reading some nerd book.

"Hey, where have you two been all day," he asked without looking up from his book.

"Oh, you know, just hanging out," I casually answered. Then he glanced up.

"Without killing each other?" He questioned.

"Yeah, we actually had a lot of fun," Wendy continued. He just smiled.

"Hey, have you seen Mabel around?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Um...she might be in the kitchen, refilling her container of Mabel Juice," he suggested. "Here's a tip, if she offers you any, turn it down."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you don't want to swallow a plastic dinosaur," he explained.

"Okay, bye!" We yelled at the same time.

"MABEL! MABEL! MABEL!" I called.

"In here!" She sang.

"Mabel, I need to tell you something extremely important," Wendy announced. "Pacifica hasn't seen Dipper's 'Lamby Dance' picture."

Mabel just dropped her container of Mabel Juice, grabbed me and Wendy's hands, and ran up stairs.

"Look!" She cheered. Mabel pulled a shoebox out from under her bed.

"What's going on?" Dipper warily asked.

"Just this!!!" Mabel pulled out the picture and held it up. I burst into laughter. Dipper just blushed and stood up.

"I thought you threw that out after the last time you showed someone!" Dipper said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, that was just a fake on," Mabel smiled. "I can't throw away a good opportunity for blackmail."

"Give it to me!" He yelled while leaping towards her. Mabel threw it over to me and we played a game of monkey in the middle.

"Okay, how 'bout this. We'll throw away the picture-"

"NO!" Mabel yelled.

"Yes!" Dipper cheered.

"WAIT, let me finish. We'll throw it away, if you do the dance for us right now," I offered.

"What?! No deal!" He yelled.

"Fine, we can all just post this on every single social media we have," I shrugged.

"NO!...F-fine. I'll do the dance for you," he gave in.

"Good. Now put this on," Mabel commanded while she she pulled a lamb costume out of the closet.

"Why do you even have that!" He questioned.

"No questions! Just dancing!" Mabel yelled while pointing at Dipper.

He did the dance and I thought it was the cutest thing ever!

"OMG you are adorable!" I shouted. Wendy and Mabel were in tears from laughing so hard.

"Yeah, whatever. Now, throw it away!" He commanded, while putting his normal clothes back on.

"Sorry, Broseph, no can do," Mabel giggled.

"What?! You promised!" He whined.

"Oh, come on Dipper, how did you not see that coming?" Wendy laughed.

"I-I...ugh! Never mind! I'm going to the forest," he stormed out.

"C'mon, Dipper, it was adorable!" I called. After a few minutes of chatting, we went downstairs to go find Dipper.

"Where in the forest, though?" Wendy asked to nobody in particular.

I just shrugged. When we were about to walk out the door, I heard something snap. I looked up and saw a bucket tipping towards us. Water balloons fell out and soaked the three of us.

The balloons, however, weren't filled with water. They were filled with glue. Next, a bunch of feathers came pouring down.

I heard laughing in the background and I looked up to see Dipper and Soos. Dipper was taking pictures of us!

"Ha! Now you're not the only one with blackmail!" Dipper shouted and high-fived Soos.

"Oh, you're so gonna pay for that!" I warned.

After a day of pranking each other, we were all sprawled across the floor and the furniture.

"Ya know, I kinda liked it better when you two hated each other," Dipper joked while referring to me and Wendy.

We all shared a laugh, until Wendy made her way home.

"I think I'm gonna get a shower," Dipper decided, "their is food where food shouldn't be."

"Alright, goodnight," I gave him a quick peck on the lips. Mabel just gagged in the background.

Mabel and I weren't too hot ourselves. Our hair was a mess and I had paint splattered all around my body. Mabel, one the other hand, was covered head to toe in different types of makeup. And, don't even get me started on what Wendy looked like.

"Ugh," she groaned, "I gonna head to bed. How 'bout you?"

"I'll be up in a minute," I answered.

I'm glad Wendy and I are friends. I know we both said it was for Dipper's sake, but I think she really is a true friend.