TheFFGuy

First and foremost I would like to apologize to you, Mr. realvsfantasy because you have been horribly matched by the untimely odds with me, who cannot draw even if my life depended on it. Unfortunately I’ve got a duty to fulfill and since… I cannot do it as you wanted, at first I tried, but I had absolutely no talent whatsoever to do this. Therefore I decided to stick with something I actually can do (albeit still sucking at it). Either way, my apologies again and at the very least I hope you’ll enjoy it…You said you want something to do with the Pines twins… Here it is. We all enjoy summer. It’s great, it

 Well, I misjudged the odds of the two finally, after countless attempts from me and Mabel’s part, getting together. It’s only because they are so shy, to finally speak up what they feel to just do it... That moonlight dance, far from everyone, paired with some emotional conversation, just can’t do it. Therefore...we must force it. By us, I mean Mabel and I, through the power of dreams. Since it failed in the past, I am going to do something else. Creating a safe environment for them to be free in is... not doing it. So, I decided to just go and talk Mabel through a simple way of making this possible. This is why that night

The morning sun broke into my window like a burglar in a rich man’s house. With no warning, no preparation and did nothing more than annoy me. It was a long night after that sublime band battle and, after I managed to write down the address and the phone number of that creepy founder, I couldn’t think of anything else but jumping in my bed, in which I stayed for about ten hours now. Mabel though of hopping in my room unannounced as always to check on me, see if I am still breathing maybe… -Hello, anyone not awake here, she asked almost yelling, deliberately trying to wake me up. -No need to scream, I am wide awake, I answe

You'd think that after some work from me and Mabel, these two love birds would hit it off. It took so much more than this, but I am proud to announce this is the official beginning. It started right after that silly conversation... -Why doesn't he have to be sorry, wha-,ho-, I am confuse, Mabel said in her usual childish tone. -I just feel like he regrets his words, Pacifica answered calmly. -Still, my invitation remains, continued Mabel. -And I insist that you come, followed Dipper. Unaware, Pacifica blushed. For her it was finally a confirmation, that he felt even the slightest something for her... I could've brought it down to her tha

How long can a bad memory last? Studies show that around 5 minutes to decades, but for Pacifica it was a long time, before she could leave her home and happily go hang around the places she loved. That was because Dipper was pretty much everywhere she went to, for obvious reasons. "Oh, God why does he have to live where all my friends stay… and why do I only like one place? And why…" and so on an endless string of questions passed through her unorganized head. It wasn't because he was there, she still loved him( for reasons that are unknown to an omniscient narrator such as myself), but it was hard to talk to anyone about what th

-Guys, guys, guys! -What? Dipper and I asked in unison as Mabel was running out of breath with a pamphlet in her hand… -Hold…it…I’ve gotta catch my breath, she said huffing. -You should stop running for great amounts of time… don’t you think? -Oh, shut up you, she replied pouting but audibly giggling afterwards. -So, what’s the matter? Dipper asked again. -This! She said showing us a small piece of paper. It read… NO! I am not going to even say it, not even think it for a change. I hated this event so much when I was little and I participated at one… Memory flash… When I was 8

Tears were still coming out in buckets, as she didn’t know exactly what to do… She was too scared of something so childish in her conception, it was as if lightning struck her leaving nothing but mental paralysis behind. How long was she here? A little over half an hour. More than enough time for someone to notice her absence and to come snooping around trying to find her. I should gloss over the fact that sobs are easily heard? Of course, not. It was as if she had a homing beacon on her head, this is pretty much how Mabel found her curled up in a corner standing in a puddle of sorrow… -Pa…cifica…Northwest, Mabe

This was the first time we’ve ever talked since the contest… -Do you really think this is safe, Dipper? -Of course it is…not. -You have got to be kidding me, right? This is what the three of us mysterious people were thinking right now, while furiously searching the ruins of an old manor. It resided in the far north corner of the city away from all the lights and the ruckus of the Falls…and away from any sort of cell phone signal. So if we fell in a gaping hole inside here this is where we would end up rotting. But to happier thoughts… this was apparently the former home of one of the most famous archaeologist

21st of June,the beginning of the summer.The Falls have never been more vivid than today,awaiting the return of their saviors…Well at least those who were part of the Zodiac knew about it. Dipper and Mabel were arriving today at 3 PM…It was only 8 hours… “8 hours until he comes back after 9 months” said Pacifica to herself.It was so long since she has last seen Dipper and she had missed him for a year without a summer.Right after the twins left the town her crush just got promoted to the major league. Every day it just grew in size by a tiny bit…Rome wasn’t built in a day, neither is love. At first i