for shipping's sake– i mean

[bargainhunter]

[Summer's just about nearing its end, bringing with it a new school year. There were only a couple of days left until children would have to adapt from their wont of staying up all night and sleeping in all day to rising early in the morning to attend their classes.

Pacifica wasn't so bothered by the idea of having to attend school again; after all, her best friend, Gideon Pines, had left sometime last week to return to his home for last minute preparations for his school by his parents, or something like that. Really, without him, there was very little for her to do and there was no motivation to do anything anymore. She was right back where she used to be before his arrival: alone, with only her parents to company her.

...And after being informed by Gideon of what happened after she was shooed away, she thought it best to avoid coming into contact with the sinister twins for a while. That while had involved her whiling away her time at home for several weeks, which winded down to present time. To say that she wasn't concerned about the aftermath there would be a lie.

So, eventually, she came to the decision of treading over there to at least check up on the Gleeful boy. Of course, she had to be careful; there was no telling what would be Dipper's response to everything and his overall demeanour and she especially didn't know if he had a new set of tricks up his sleeve. And with Gideon no longer present to rescue her in the event that things did go wrong, she would definitely be in trouble.

Cautiously, she approaches the household, lightly rapping the door with her knuckles before taking a few steps back. ...Just in case Mabel answered and she needed a getaway.

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[bargainhunter]

...True. That's true. Well, there's still the chance that she might not, you know?

Maybe we should plan on the days when she's out with Candy and Grenda.

[razzlemysticist]

[A better question is, when is she not with them? Drowning her sorrows from Gideon being gone in the pain and suffering of others, no doubt.]

That shouldn't be too hard. The only thing we need to do now is think of a way to contact each other beyond cell phones or word of mouth, neither of which is exactly...trustworthy most of the time.

It might just be safer if we refrain from any contact other than on the days we've planned for it.

[bargainhunter]

Yeah, you're right. That might be better.

[Pacifica looks up towards the ceiling and taps her chin as she thinks, then slowly returns her gaze back to him.]

Maybe we could leave some sort of marking on a path we both use to signal to each other? Like... a ribbon or something.

[razzlemysticist]

[He chuckles. This is sounding more and more like a forbidden love romance novel with each passing moment.]

That could work. Would definitely draw less attention than, say, shooting a flare or something.

[bargainhunter]

[That's because it pretty much is. As far as she's concerned, anyway.]

Why would you– ...Please don't tell me that's what you were thinking.

[razzlemysticist]

[At that he actually lets out a laugh: a genuine laugh.]

Trust me dear, I know where and when a bit of a light show is appropriate, and when you need to be stealthy that isn't quite the way to go about it.

[bargainhunter]

I know that...

[She doesn't even know where the mention of flares even came from. She sighs, shaking her head.]

...Well, you can show me all the fireworks you want when we're actually... alone.

[razzlemysticist]

[His smile broadens as he reaches out to take her hand, carefully intertwining their fingers.]

Oh, don't worry.

I intend to.

[bargainhunter]

[She giggles sheepishly, letting a smile of her own come onto her lips. Her eyes glance down at their hands, and she gently squeezes his as she looks back towards him.]

I'm glad.