4 years ago, in the town of Gravity Falls, things got really weird. It was known as Weirdmageddon and it put quite an end to the biggest and most memorable summer in that town. For if the being known as Bill Cipher hadn't been defeated, all of Gravity Falls, nay, the whole world would have been laid to ruin. One family in particular, the Northwests, once the richest and most prestigious family in all of Gravity Falls, had lost their entire fortune due to the man of the family, Preston, having put a lot of his fortune into funding for the arrival of Bill. And now, the Northwests were forced into a life of middle class.
For 4 years, they had been doing their best to make ends meet. Pacifica had become a teenager and gotten her driver's license a few months ago. But it was still not quite the same.
"You know, I really miss our old lifestyle," she said. "But I have been learning to cope. Better than my dad has."
Preston was having a hard time still adjusting to middle aged live while his wife Priscilla was doing just fine. She had gotten a job over at the mall working at a phone kiosk.
"Honey! They doubled my pay at the mall today!" said Priscilla.
"That's nice, honey," Preston groaned.
He had been lazing around...doing nothing...all day. As usual.
"You know, I don't know what I put up with you nowadays," said Priscilla.
"Well, speaking of work, I should probably get to it," said Pacifica.
Pacifica had worked at the Greasy Diner, owned by Lazy Susan. It was the one place she could work at in town that wasn't too strict on age. As long as they were dedicated and willing to work, they could join.
"I never thought that I would end up working in this place," she said.
She had donned her uniform and gotten to work.
"Welcome to Greasy's Diner. May I take your order?" she asked.
She ran into 19-year-old Wendy and her brothers. She had entered her final teen years and was ready for her first year of adulthood soon. She had recently quit lumberjacking and started her own wooden furniture store.
"Yeah. We'll have the Paul Bunyan special," said Wendy.
She and her brothers loved that.
"One Paul Bunyan special, coming up," said Pacifica.
On her break, she was looking at the calendar on her phone. She looked at it and saw that tomorrow would be the day. The day the twins that had visited that fateful summer would be coming to visit after all this time.
"I can't wait to see them again," said Pacifica.
The Pines Twins, Dipper and Mabel, had helped her change quite a bit over the summer. She was definitely looking forward to it.
"Pacifica! Clean up at table six!" said Susan.
"Coming, Susan!" said Pacifica.
Once she stepped out of the break room, however, she saw to her surprise that Dipper and Mabel had arrived at the diner. She hid back in there and realized something.
"They don't know I work here! Oh, they'd find it so funny to see me like this they would laugh me right out the building! And just when I was happy to see them, too..." she lamented.
She stepped out to clean up the mess at table six, hiding her face behind her notepad.
"Hey, that waitress looks familiar," said Mabel.
"Haven't we seen her before?" Dipper wondered.
Pacifica was hiding as best as she could cleaning up the mess. But by the time she had finished, she had seen that they were taking that table and they recognized her right there.
"Pacifica Northwest! Is that you?" Mabel gasped.
"Uh..." Pacifica stammered.
"What are you doing here?" Dipper asked.
Pacifica sighed and came clean.
"I work here now," she sighed.
"You do?" Mabel asked.
"Yeah, ever since we lost our fortune and had to move into middle class territory," said Pacifica.
"You didn't mention that in any of your texts," said Mabel.
"That's because if you guys found out, I was afraid you'd make fun of me and call me a dweeb," said Pacifica.
"No way. We're just glad to know you're doing well for yourself and still making improvements on your life," Dipper responded.
"You mean it?" Pacifica asked.
"Besides, you look cute in that outfit," Dipper added.
Pacifica blushed bright red and said,
"Just let me take your order."
She didn't mind being called cute, but during work hours? Really?
Later, she had served them their lunch and told them,
"I'll meet you at the Mystery Shack after my shift. Bye."
After her shift came to and end, they met over at the shack...which hadn't been doing as good for business since the two Stan's had left for adventure.
"So, Pacifica, things have really been going well for you as of late," said Dipper.
"Yeah. I'll tell you this. Greasy's Diner wasn't the first place I was intending to work at here. I tried to get a good job at the mall, but somehow, my mom was given that position. They figured age equaled experience or something," Pacifica responded.
"You know adults today. They think their kind knows better," Mabel added.
"Tell me about it."
"I know, right?"
Dipper looked around and wondered,
"So...any weirdness giving you any trouble?"
"Oh, just an occasional new case every now and then, but they have been keeping it easy ever since Weirdmageddon was prevented," Pacifica answered.
"Yeah. That was pretty crazy, huh?" Mabel replied.
They sure had a lot of fun times saving the world and whatnot.
They went over to her house and saw the place.
"And here's my room," said Pacifica.
Mabel looked at it and gawked with so much awe. Dipper wasn't that much into girl stuff, but he at the very least knew that Pacifica felt right at home.
"Now this is my dream room!" said Mabel.
"You mean you two share a room? Even at your age?" Pacifica teased.
"It's something about our parents telling us we still need to share more," Dipper groaned.
Priscilla came in.
"Oh, Pacifica, your friends are over! Why don't you two stay? I'm almost done with dinner!" she told them.
"We should really be going soon," said Dipper.
"I insist," said Priscilla.
She went off to put on the finishing touches.
"Your mom is doing pretty good for someone who has a job," said Mabel.
"I think not worrying about her appearance and status helped. But at least she's not like my dad," said Pacifica.
Preston was asleep in his chair.
"GET UP, PRESTON!" Priscilla shouted.
"Huh? Wha?" Preston asked.
"Dinner is almost ready," said Priscilla.
"Dinner? Oh, right. Can't wait," said Preston.
They all sat down and had a nice plate of chicken cacciatore.
"Mrs. Northwest, this is the best chicken cacciatore I've ever had! No joke!" said Dipper.
"Thank you, Dipper," said Priscilla.
"So, Mr. Northwest, you enjoying your new life?" Mabel asked.
"It stinks. I never should have listened to a one-eyed pyramid gentleman," said Preston.
"Preston is still a little miffed about the aftermath," said Priscilla.
"It shows," said Mabel.
"So, hey, guys, you wanna hang out tomorrow? Maybe spend a little time together? Catch up after all these years?" Pacifica suggested.
"Wouldn't miss it," said Dipper.
"Love to," said Mabel.
"Sweet! Can't wait!" said Pacifica.
After dinner, they headed off and were looking forward to hanging out with the girl who was once a walking one-dimensional bleach blonde valley girl stereotype and had become more than that.
The next day, they met up in town. Or rather, Dipper and Pacifica did.
"Yo, Pacifica!" said Dipper.
She came up to him and saw that he was alone.
"Hey, where's Mabel?" she asked.
"Well, she was gonna come, but she managed to meet up with Candy and Gretchen and wanted to hang out with them and catch up after all this time instead," Dipper explained.
"Just my luck. She never could resist hanging out with them since then, could she?"
"Well, that's okay. We could be alone...if you don't mind."
"Not at all."
The two went into town and looked around to see what they could do.
They walked by the Mystery Shack.
"You know, I remember when I first met Mabel. She and I didn't exactly hit it off very easily. It was that party your grunkle was throwing and...well..." Pacifica recalled.
That was the night Dipper wanted to dance with Wendy, and Mabel met her BFF's. Pacifica had cheated to win the party crown by paying someone to vote for her in the run for party queen.
"My desire to win was much too overwhelming," said Pacifica.
"Well, at least you don't do that anymore," said Dipper.
"Not enough in my purse for that."
Then they walked through the town square. That was when the town had its Pioneer Day festival. Pacifica looked at the statue of her ancestor Nathaniel and looked on disgusted at it.
"That faker!" she hissed.
"Yeah. It must have been pretty hard, huh?" Dipper asked.
"Yeah. And there was more to that, that's for sure," said Pacifica. "Did you know I made your grunkle sign a confession saying my family was the greatest, and he wrote "You stink" with just his teeth?"
"That's my grunkle Stan. He can do anything when he puts his mind to it."
"I'll admit, I may have been insulted by it, but that was pretty impressive."
They continued onward.
"So, how's Waddles?" Pacifica asked.
"Well, he's been doing pretty good. Though, he's been getting up there in years. He's gone from 15 pounds to double that," Dipper answered.
"Yeesh. That little piggy doesn't seem so little anymore."
"I'm just not looking forward to win Mabel will have to accept it at one point."
He knew his sister would be heartbroken on that day. But what could they do?
Next up, they went over to the miniature golf course. But rather than play a round on the green, they were actually hanging out in the mini-arcade and snack bar that were between the gate and the golf course. Pacifica had been really into some of the games.
"Who says I can't be a beautiful gamer? Huh?" she asked.
"Man, now that's something!" said Dipper.
Of course, they recalled that one night where Pacifica and Mabel were going to have a mini-golf match to see who was better. Instead of playing fairly, Mabel wanted to cheat and teach her a lesson with the help of the mini-people, the Lilliputtians. After remembering that, Pacifica stated,
"I am just lucky to still have my head after that. But since then, I haven't touched any colored golf balls. I've been sticking to the original sport from Scotland."
"Aye!" said Dipper with a Scottish accent.
"I'd expect Mabel to do that."
"Well, she's not here, so I was doing it for her."
Then they walked by the old mansion where old man McGucket now resided and did most of his research and studies.
"I hope the old coot is making good use out of our old home," said Pacifica.
"I wouldn't exactly call him a coot anymore. I'd prefer to call him an elderly mental case," said Dipper.
Pacifica remembered that one night when Dipper came to help her family get rid of the ghost of the woodsman who had cursed them and pledged his revenge.
"Dipper...thank you..." she said.
"Thank me?" Dipper asked.
"Since that night, I had been working on being a better person. Like the ghost said, I'm not like the other Northwests, and I had still had traits of my old self, the bratty, spoiled, condescending self I had been taught to be. I feel like that night and losing my fortune had been the stepping stones I needed for the path to a better me. And it wouldn't have happened had you not convinced me otherwise," said Pacifica.
She rushed up to him and gave him a hug.
"And don't worry. I'd be happy for you to always remember this."
Dipper hugged her back.
"That's what I like to hear," said Dipper.
Another event had occurred to Pacifica. And that was one not many would know about. This event took place one day before the Northwest family photo for the local magazine. She had gotten a wrinkle on her face and needed to remove it before it was too late. So, she summoned the demon known as Mr. Whats-His-Face, a demon who stole people's faces and sold them in the town's supernatural black market. His real face was never shown. Pacifica had made a deal with him to make her face flawless and eternally beautiful, but it came at the price of her own face. He was to trick him, but when he stole the twins' faces, she wouldn't have any of that. She retaliated and gotten their faces back.
"You know, Dipper, I may still have my looks, but would you be happy with me no matter what I looked like?" Pacifica asked.
"The answer would be pretty obvious, wouldn't it? Knowing me and what I told you about inner beauty," Dipper replied.
"Yeah. I guess sometimes, I still feel a little insecure. But I'm almost over it."
It had been one crazy summer, that was for sure. Especially the events of Weirdmageddon. She had gotten the twins their birthday presents and, before they left, she had signed a note along with everyone else in town, hoping to see the twins again. And she dotted her I's with hearts.
"Dipper...there's something I want to say to you," she said.
"And I have something to say to you, too," said Dipper.
They took a deep breath and exclaimed in unison,
"I love you!"
They were speechless. They didn't think that the other would feel the same way about them. But it was true.
"You mean..." Dipper started.
"...you feel..." Pacifica continued.
"...the same?" they finished together.
They laughed about it and were happy to know it wasn't one-sided. They could finally understand their true feelings.
"I'm so happy to hear you admit it!" said Pacifica.
"And I didn't think I'd be your type!" said Dipper.
Pacifica leaped into Dipper's arms and he carried her somewhere special.
They went to the Manotaur Mountains and were bathing in the hot springs together. They were enjoying the hot waters and being close to each other.
"I feel like he really is the manliest of us all," said Chutzpar.
"How come we don't have mates?" Pubertar wondered.
"Sorry, boys, but I'm taken," said Pacifica.
The two of them soaked more and more until they felt like they were boiling like lobsters to get it. Of course, the breeze coming off them as they got out was a bit of a cold shock to them. But they still enjoyed it.
Later, they finally met up with Mabel with her buddies.
"There you two are! We've been looking high and low!" said Mabel.
"It was quite a search. We looked in all the supernatural locations," said Candy.
"And not in one of them you were," said Grenda.
"That's because we were walking down memory lane," said Pacifica. "Pun definitely intended."
"So, why do you look like a couple of steamed vegetables only smarter?" Mabel asked.
"Hot springs," said Pacifica
"By the by, Mabel, you might be a little jealous of me," said Dipper.
"About what?" Mabel asked.
"This," said Pacifica.
She gave Dipper a nice kiss on the face.
"Wah-ho! I know where that's going!" said Grenda.
"I do not know what to say about this, other than the classic girly squealing sound!" said Candy. "EEEEE!"
"No way! Pacifica, did you just..." Mabel asked.
"Yep. Dipper and I have a thing for each other. So, now, it looks like we may be soul mates," said Pacifica.
"What do you think, sis?" Dipper asked.
Mabel was indeed jealous of her brother, but more importantly, she was proud.
"My brother has a girlfriend! I never thought this day would come! He's finally over Wendy!" said Mabel.
"I was over her when that one summer ended," said Dipper.
"It felt like you weren't, just saying," said Mabel.
"Oh, Mabel," said Pacifica.
She and Dipper told Priscilla about their new relationship.
"So, what do you think, Mom? Is he a keeper?" Pacifica asked.
"Well, honey, you can have any boy you want as long as he doesn't end up like your father," said Priscilla.
Preston was reading the paper, seeing if there were any get-rich-quick schemes he could try.
"Maybe I could become a commercial airline steward. No, I don't want to feel like a slave to some commoners. Maybe I could go into the medical field. But I might get squeamish around organs. How about a casino dealer? No, no. Then I would end up gambling my paycheck away," he read.
"That dad of yours won't change, will he?" Dipper wondered.
"Afraid not," said Pacifica.
"Well, be that as it may, as long as Dipper makes you happy, then I'm happy, too," said Priscilla.
"Thank you, Mrs. Northwest," said Dipper.
"Oh, please. Call me Priscilla," said Priscilla. She followed that with a standard housewife chuckle.
"Thanks, mom," said Pacifica. "Come on, Dipper. Let's go somewhere a little more private."
"Works for me," said Dipper.
The two of them were out on the pier to the lake, looking at Scuttlebutt Island.
"Nothing like a look out onto the lake, is there, Dipper?" Pacifica asked.
"Not that I can think of," Dipper answered.
"The moon is perfect, the creatures of Gravity Falls are friendly, and there's nothing to bother us."
"Nothing at all," said Dipper.
He put his arm around Pacifica and the two of them looked on at the gorgeous moon.
"Any secrets about the moon your grunkle Ford was looking into?" Pacifica asked.
"About how it has its own cheese supply?" Dipper joked.
"I don't know if you mean it or if it's a joke," said Pacifica.
"It's a joke."
Or was it? They didn't know for sure.
"Thank you again, Dipper. This is the happiest I've ever been in my whole life," said Pacifica.
"Me too, Pacifica. Me too," Dipper replied.
The two of them shared another kiss while Mabel and her friends were watching from afar.
"Girls, our wedding planning begins," said Mabel.
Her friends nodded in agreement.
Finally, after all this time, Pacifica was able to be more than just a pretty face, and Dipper had gotten the girl of his dreams. It was well for the Pines boy and the Northwest girl, as they would one day become the happiest couple in Gravity Falls.