~~~Sneak Peak~~~
She paused and sighed in relief, she panted exhaustedly by the cause of running in maze filled with mirrors. She held her journal tightly onto her chest, she was being chased. She didn't know what to do.
"Come out, come out wherever you are. Southeast." An eeriely and freakishly voice spoke up, echoing through the area adjacent to Pacifica. "Gah! You're making this super hard for me to accomplish, I need that journal, you know. Just come out!" A ripple shot in one of the mirrors in the hippie's corner, commiting glass shards dispersed everywhere. The hippie ran to another direction, quietly panting over all of this. "Ugh, now you're making me mad. Why did sis ever even assign me to do this?! She can do it on her own! Face me, SOUTHEAST!"
Pacifica gripped over her longish hair, with her lips forming a curved line. She whimpered, afraid of who or what she was facing.
The journal was safely in her possession, till..something snaked his/her arms around her. She could feel that person smirk from behind, feeling that person's murderous intent.
"Gotcha.." he smirked. "Well? Answer me now, Pacifica, a quick and easy death, or a slow and horrible death. Which would you like? You should choose the death of your preference. I'll wait all I can for you."
Pacifica gasped and glanced, "D-Dipper?"
(IF WANNA SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. PLEASE DO READ.)
Third time's the charm, isn't that how the phrase goes? Or, rather, is it three strikes, you're out? For Dipper Gleeful, it tends to fall onto the latter. The boy could get anyone he should desire, given his net-worth, his angelic genetics (thanks Mr. and Mrs. Gleeful), as well as his connections. And, being devilishly clever doesn't hurt. However, apparently fairytales are dead wrong and finding true love is more difficult than it's cracked up to be.
Even when you are the closest thing America is going to get to an actual prince. Guess, it's a little different when somebody needs you.
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Follow this (short in chapters, lengthy in words) oneshot that I've written solely because I just adore people meeting their end-game significant other when they dunno it yet. Also, writing Dipper in other relationships is something I've always wanted to do without it interfering with my other stories's plots :)
In short, there will be Chiuful, Scarletter, and RevDipcifica in this little mini-series. I hope y'all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
psst. . .hey. there's also going to be the use of song-lyrics. specifically Will Wood's When Somebody Needs You because listening to that song is how I got this idea. Give it a listen, sometime. It's bittersweet :)