march
Pacifica was the first person off of the Stan-o-War when they docked in Depoe Bay, trailing her pink and purple bags behind her.
Sure, she had fun on their voyage, but no doubt was she happy to be back on land and eager to have conversations with someone under the age of 65. The end of their journey meant it was time for her to return to her normal life, which she was definitely ready for after two months at sea.
"Sheesh, Pacifica, could you be in any more of a hurry?" Stan joked as he waddled down the deck, two heavy duffel bags in his arms.
"I don't blame her," Ford replied. "I'm pretty happy to be back here, too. I just wish we could have gathered more research..." He shook his head as he followed his brother.
"I want to get home, like, ASAP. I told Mabel I'd call her as soon as I could," Pacifica smiled sheepishly.
Ford chuckled at that. "I'm not surprised."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Pacifica turned back to face them, raising a brow.
"Mabel's all you've been talking about for the past eight weeks, kid," Stan snorted as he stepped over a curb and into the parking lot. "Hey Fids, would you unlock the car and pop the trunk for me?" He asked before tossing the keys to the man.
"That's not true," Pacifica scoffed, setting her bags down beside the parked vehicle. "I talk about her sometimes, but that's because we're friends. Friends talk about their friends," she argued as the trunk popped open.
After loading his belongings into the back of the car, Stan ruffled the teenager's blonde hair. "I think you talk about her a lot more than just a friend normally would," he joked.
Pacifica shoved her bags beside his, trying to think of a good response. Maybe they were right. She had brought up Mabel a lot. Maybe more than she was really aware of. Not to mention there was the whole incident with the sirens back in February. Friends didn't see friends in romantic illusions created by supernatural forces, after all.
She let out a frustrated grunt and crawled into the backseat, painfully aware of the fact that only a few months before, she had been sitting there with Mabel and shared tacos, just after the Pines girl had saved her life.
"Is it working? Can you see me?"
Pacifica sat in the middle of her king-sized mattress, legs crossed, her computer in her lap. On the screen in front of her was Mabel's face, grinning wide into the camera.
"I can see you," Pacifica replied. "Mine's working, right?"
"Yeah!"
Smiling, Pacifica rested her chin in the palm of her hand. "Hi," she murmured. Did her hair look okay? Were there bags under her eyes? As soon as she'd gotten home from the bay, she'd rushed to her room and grabbed her laptop to call Mabel.
"Hi? Just hi? Miss Paz, you've been at sea for two months, having all kinds of wacky adventures, and you didn't start off with them?" Mabel teased, crossing her arms and faking a pout.
Pacifica shook her head, giggling. "Fine, okay. It was kind of boring at first. I read a lot of books and McG- Fiddleford taught me more lessons like he's been doing since September. Technically, we did run into some mermaids, I guess, but they were kind of like, planning on eating us."
Mabel's eyes widened. "What?"
"Well, I mean, Ford and I got them to go away, so it wasn't too dangerous or anything..."
"Did you see any penguins?"
"No penguins."
"Man, 'cause Waddles was totally looking forward to a new friend," Mabel teased before reaching over to pat the pig beside her. "What else happened?"
"Reading, moping, drawing, boredom, lots of stale junk food," Pacifica sighed. "I'm so glad to be back home."
"I'm happy you're back, too! It totally sucked not being able to talk to you for a whole two months. Dipper's not really a good substitute. Same with all of my other friends at school," Mabel huffed before blowing a raspberry. "I really missed you, Paz."
Pacifica buried her face into one of her pillows, trying to hide her blushing cheeks.
March 21st, 2012
I can't talk about this with anyone. Not yet, anyways.
I think I
Maybe I
The sirens looked like her, so maybe it means something in a scientific sense, right?
I have a crush on Mabel.