I'm into Insomniacs (discontinued)

Welcome to Wendy's

 ~Pacifica's POV~

"-And then, he kicked me out! What am I supposed to do?!" Gideon nodded his head, only speaking when I paused for feedback. Other than that, he was completely silent. Gideon and I had set up a plan to keep Dipper safe from that Leak-thingy. The eraser I had presented to Dipper, rejected as it was, had been lased with plasma, the only known substance able to keep leaks at bay. If he didn't have it on him at all times, the leak could creep back on him. Or, maybe the deed had already been done? This had been a less-than-ideal thought, but if Dipper had already made contact with the Leak, what was the point? Did the leak just have to wait Dipper out, or did it already have what it wanted? Either way, it was better safe than sorry at this point. 

"I gave him my phone number just in case something happened, but he seemed really nerved. I don't even know if he'll bother calling me at all." I plopped my butt on the wooden floor of the shack, sulking as my words lingered. 'He may never call. He probably hates me by now, anyways.' My lower lip popped out, trembling as I made myself feel worse. Gideon, pausing for a moment, sighed in annoyance. "You really that worried about him?" I lifted my head to look at him, sitting atop a barrel labelled 'Fragile'. His head, resting in the palm of his sweaty pale hand, was overcast with a shadow of maturity. He seemed so much older than me all of a sudden. I nodded my head vigorously in response, hoping for some kind of advice. 

"Just talk to Mabel about it than." Never mind. He was still younger than me and incredibly naive. "Uh... No. That's literally a terrible idea. Mabel hates my guts and would never talk to me about Dipper." Maybe she'd talk to Gideon, though.... "Don't sell her short. She helped you last night with him." "That was a one-time deal. She'd never even open the mansion doors to me if she had an option." What was Gideon's damage? It shouldn't have been that hard to tell how much she hated me. "Well, how'd you get in the first time, than?" I paused for a moment, recalling the inside of their mansion. White marble. Chandelier. Beautiful people all around me. 'How did I slither my way into that beautiful house?' And then, the answer came to me in a shock of shame and annoyance.

"Candy." Candy's still Dipper's girlfriend, at least by her standards. I haven't talked to her since last night's party. Crap. If she knew about my feelings for Dipper, she'd probably ruin everything about my summer, and it's only just begun! However, the first time I entered that mansion, it was because she brought me. She brought me to that shimmering mansion. That shimmering palace. If I could just convince her to take me back to Dipper's house, I'd have a chance to talk to him and straighten things out. 'Just leave me the fuck alone' Those words still rang in my ears and I felt completely useless. How was I supposed to react to that? How do you react to someone saying something like that? I don't know. I wish I did. 

"Candy? What about candy?" Gideon was still trying to catch up to my train of thought, but I didn't feel like going into detail. I pinched the bridge of my nose, praying for some sort of detailed plan to conveniently see him. I couldn't climb through the window again. That was too risky. And, if I did, he'd try to bring up questions again about last night, and I couldn't answer those. Not yet. I still needed to rap it around my head as well. I just wanted to have a normal conversation with him and patch things up. He was unstable last I saw him, and with what's going on in his life right now, I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to do something drastic. 'Just a regular conversation. Nothing more. Nothing less' I needed to get in contact with Candy. Now.

"Yo, Gideon. I'm heading out. If you see Bud anywhere, tell him I'm going to a friend's house, 'kay?" Gideon hopped off of the barrel he was resting on and met me at the door before I could leave. "What about your chore? He might fire you if you don't do your work." Gideon wasn't so bad, now that I had gotten to know him, but he was wasting my time. I didn't know how long I had, let alone Dipper. I scooted him away from the Shack's entrance, turning around to face him. "You do it." I left before he could protest. If I knew anything about Gideon, which I really didn't, he'd clean up for my half in hopes that I'd pay him back. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. I don't know. I just need to get to Dipper somehow before something crazy happens to him.