Tender Surrender

Summerween dream

It was the night before Summerween, as moonlight dawns upon Reverse Falls, the twlepathy twins were thinking about whether they should go trick or treating.

"Honestly, it's just a dumb kids thing, a Halloween during summer, whoever thought of it should be hanged. We have more important matters to worry about sister! Like finding where Journal #3 is and bringing our great uncle Standford back. I have no time for fun and games." Dipper persists, but no matter how he protested, he was still forced to collect candy with her, for the sake of 'public relations', as Mabel would say.

"Brother, are you ready?" says Mabel as she walks out of her room dressed as a gasoline tank.

"Remind me why we are going to wear this again?" Dipper questions his sisters' decision as he puts on his matching costume.

"The gas and match costumes clearly show our love as being arsonists." explains Mabel as she enjoys the view of herself in the mirror.

"You're the arsonist, not me." replies Dipper, detesting the idea as he took off the costume. "This does not suit me at all."

Although Dipper disliked the idea of trick or treating, he was willing to go as it was a great opportunity for him to find where the other journals were. Dipper, whispered a few words, summoning an unknown being, a turquoise triangle floating mid air.

"Will, I need to get in some dreams." Dipper demanded, the triangle then snapped his finger and there was a blinding flash. Dipper opened his eyes to find himself in a strange dimension.

"The dreamscape." Dipper muttered to himself. He was in a land of fantasy, where the secrets of those who had fallen asleep were exposed.

There were countless different doors that had contained the memories of people. 'Time for today's regular check up,' Dipper readies as he opens the first door, 'hmm... Lazy eye Susan...no, Fiddleford...already looked, Pacifica Northwest...interesting, might as well take a peek.' Dipper opened the door into her memories, inside was a colourful land with unicorns and...muscular waffles? The girl was much stranger than Dipper had anticipated.' While looking through Pacifica' s memories, a door labelled 'very important' stood in his way with a big 'do not open' sign nailed onto it.

"Don't mind if I do." says Dipper as he opens it.

After catching a glimpse of what was inside, Dipper closed it immediatly. It was just memories of Pacifica and him. The surprise caught him off guard, as it was a while since he had actually felt something. 'No! I have to focus on my job, finding the journal!' Dipper tells himself, 'That was pathetic of me.' He opened the door again and saw an interesting detail. It was Gideon holding journal #3. Intrigued, Dipper went out and walked into a door labelled 'Gideon', he then saw what he exactly wanted.

"I'm serious, you have to trust me!"
Says Gideon while holding onto a journal, the journal.

"So, he has journal #3, interesting...taking it back would be easier than I thought." Dipper laughs as his eyes light up.

Back at the mystery shack, Pacifica was also preparing for her first ever Summerween.

"Cuz, you ready for Summerween?" Gideon asks as he walks out with his discount Flash costume.

"Of course Gideon, look at this awesome cosplay of the Mewni princess Star Butterfly!" Says Pacifca as she swings around with her wand.

"Seriously, a kid show?" Gideon says as he laughs at her, trying to show off his maturity.

"Hey! It's NOT a kid show!" Shouts Pacifica as she walks back to her bed.

"Whatever, good night cuz!" says Gideon as he goes to turn off the lights.