Face It

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"Dipper! I'm going to be out for three days hunting the elusive Moth Man. He owes me money"

Ford was telling his nephew, who was sitting on his bed with an open Journal #3 in his hands.

"I trust you to look after my journals while I'm gone."

A huge, exhilarated expression flashed across Dipper's face, the very same one that somehow always managed to find its way onto his face whenever Ford was around.

"All three journals?" He exclaimed. "Me? After? Look?"

"Yes, those are most of the words I said, in a somewhat worrying order" Ford said, as he started to climb the window. "Try not to sit too close to the TV."

And with that, he leapt right through the window, shattering the glass. The instant his feet touched the ground, he bolted into the forest, a serious expression clouding his face.

"And I'm off!"

Stan, who was standing outside the Mystery Shack just a few feet away from where Ford had landed, raised a shaking fist into the air angrily.

"Use the door next time, show-off!" He shouted.

Still in their room, Dipper turned towards (y/n) and Mabel, who were both sitting on the latter's bed with journals one and two in their hands respectively.

"Mabel! (y/n), this is amazing! I finally have all three journals!" Dipper exclaimed, unable to contain the eagerness on his face. He held the journal open for them to see. "According to this, Ford once dated a siren!"

"And a chimera, a lady manotaur, a plant sprite, and a vampire-ghost halfling" (y/n) chanted from memory. "You know, if you count a clingy blood-sucking parasite as a date. Personally, I don't see much of a difference."

"Wowie zowie! Paranormal rashes!" Mabel chimed in, holding up her journal as well. "This was sure worth the wait!"

Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the entire house.

"Is that your friends?" Dipper asked, as the three of them made their way down the stairs towards the door.

"Don't think so..." Mabel was saying. "Grenda usually head-butts the door."

(y/n) opened the door to reveal none other than the richest girl in Gravity Falls, Pacifica Northwest.

"Well, if it isn't my best friend's cousin" (y/n) said, jamming a hand on her hip.

"Pacifica! My favorite frenemy!" Mabel said cheerfully, winking as she did so. "Or is it enem-friend?"

Dipper smiled and waved in his usual awkward manner.

"Heh, long time no see, Pacifica!" He said. "Any more ghosts try to murder you this week?"

Pacifica hung her head low, her bangs covering the top half of her face.

"I wish, Dipper. It's so much worse" she said dramatically.

She suddenly lifted her head up for them to see, pointing frantically at a soft pink line underneath her left eye.

"I got my first wrinkle!" She exclaimed, a panicked expression flashing across her face. "Look!"

Dipper tried to hold in his laughter, but he couldn't help it. He suddenly started to chortle uncontrollably, wiping a tear from his eye.

"It's not funny!" Pacifica exclaimed, clearly upset at the outburst.

(y/n) sighed, then rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

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