Later that night, after regaining his consciousness, Dipper was on his way over to Northwest Manor all gussied up in a tuxedo that Mabel had helped him pick out. His hair was combed and sleek and he was chewing on a breath mint. He approached the giant wooden gate that sealed off the estate from the rest of the town. Just as he was about to knock, though, the gates suddenly began to open. Before they were completely open, he was grabbed by Pacifica wearing her favorite lake foam green dress, who quickly dragged him off to the side, out of range of the doors.
Before Dipper could speak, Pacifica shushed him. "I told my parents I was going out with my friends tonight," she whispered.
"Why would you do that?" Dipper asked.
"Duh. You know how they are. If they knew I was dating a 'commoner,' they'd totally cut me off or worse. I just have to keep them from finding out for a little…" She cut off her sentence when she noticed an odd smell. Soon, she realized it was coming from Mystery Boy. "Are you wearing cologne?"
"Oh, yeah. I thought it would help cover up the smell."
"The smell of what?"
"Fear. Anxiety. Body odor," he confessed. Then he noticed a rather sweet smell coming from her. "Are you wearing perfume?"
"Yeah. It's a mix of lavender, orange and blueberry. Limited edition. Do you like it?"
"It smells… delicious."
Both kids had a good laugh about that. "Which reminds me. I'm starving," Dipper admitted. "Shall we get going?"
"Absolutely," Pacifica agreed. With that, the two young teens were off for a night of enchantment.
Dipper and Pacifica arrived at Rockin' Raoul's, the brand new rock 'n roll themed restaurant. The line stretched all the way outside the door. "Aw man!" Dipper groaned. "Look at this line. It's gonna take us forever to get in." Pacifica didn't want him to be disappointed with their evening together, so she decided to use her greatest asset. Although, she wasn't sure how he'd feel about it.
Pacifica lead Dipper to the front of the line and greeted the maitre d', who welcomed them happily and showed them inside. It was a nice-looking place, decorated with posters and memorabilia from famous musicians, with classic rock pouring out of the speakers. The maitre d' lead them to a booth on the other end of the restaurant.
"Thank you, Simone." Pacifica flashed a hundred and handed it to the woman. "Here. Buy yourself something nice."
"Oh, thank you very much, Ms. Northwest. You are too generous," she groveled. "And may I say, you're date tonight looks especially strapping." She'd meant for that to be a whisper, but Dipper heard anyway. He was so flattered that he blushed. So did Pacifica. Simone finally left them alone and they were free to talk with each other.
"That was kinda cool," said Dipper.
"Well, when you're with me, you never have to wait in line," Pacifica bragged somewhat shyly. "Life's way too short for that. Don't you think?"
"Totally," Dipper agreed. "So what made you pick this place?"
"My parents and I came here when it first opened a couple of weeks ago. I recommend the Gumbohemian Rhapsody."
"Hehe. Sounds good. Though, I never would've pegged you as a rock 'n roll fan."
"It's sort of a secret hobby. My parents say that sort of music is below our family, but I've always secretly loved it. My mansion is so big that I can listen to it in my room and my parents have no idea. The only reason we came here before was because it was super exclusive for the grand opening and if something is exclusive, the Northwests have to be there. Normally, you'd need a reservation to get in, but when you come from the most powerful family in town, people have a pretty hard time saying no to you."
"Well, I guess there are some perks to having a rich date."
"Oh, you have no idea."
The young teens laughed until the waiter came and took their orders. They spent the rest of the evening talking, sharing stories and getting to know each other. Soon, any anxiety that either of them felt about tonight seemed to ebb away. Dipper was telling the story of the time he saved his Grunkle Ford from being taken away by an alien spaceship and Pacifica was eating it up.
"Wait, you're serious? You actually stood your ground against an alien robot with a giant laser cannon?"
"That's right. And I wasn't even scared. I stared that thing right in the eye and said 'Nothing in this universe is gonna take away my uncle!' And then my death stare made it so scared that it surrendered and shut itself down. And you know what I said then?"
"I said… You should've phoned home when you had the chance, punk."
Pacifica burst out laughing. She wasn't sure she believed the whole story, but it sure was entertaining. "Oh man! You are such a dork, I love it! Say, you're not just making all this up to impress me, are you?"
"No, no. I swear it's all true. Ask my uncle and he'll tell you the same thing," he defended. "Why? Is it working?"
"Hmm… Yeah, kind of."
"Well, there you go."
Just then, another question occurred to Pacifica. "Hey, there's something else I've been wondering. You and Mabel are twins, but which one of you was born first?"
"Mabel was. She's five minutes older than me," Dipper explained.
"Oh, okay," she said before being hit with sudden regret. "You know, I never really got a chance to apologize for how I treated her. I mean, she totally would've won that Party Crown if I hadn't cheated… and made nonverbal threats."
"I wouldn't worry about it, Pacifica. Mabel's a pretty forgiving person."
"I never really wanted to be mean, you know. My parents always told me that we have to act as important as we are and 'make sure everybody else knows their place.' A Northwest never associates with commoners, never shows weakness, never makes mistakes and most importantly, never loses. They say we have to do whatever it takes to stay on top."
"That's terrible," Dipper exclaimed, disgusted, but not surprised. "You're a human being. Not a puppet."
"Everybody always treats me like a celebrity just because I'm rich. I just got so used to it that, eventually, I actually started to believe it. But even so, it never really felt right to walk all over everybody the way I did."
"Believe it or not, I know how you feel."
"What do you mean?"
"All my life, people have picked on me and called me a loser. I started to think they were right because nobody ever seemed to want to be my friend. I was terrible in social situations and it always seemed like there was something wrong with me."
The blonde felt her heart starting to break. "Oh Dipper."
"I don't think I would've gotten through it if it weren't for Mabel. She was always there to stand up for me and make me feel better. Life can be tough, but having someone by your side who cares about you helps make it easier."
Pacifica was on the verge of tears. "Well, I've never really had anybody who cared about me like that." She was about to cry when Dipper called her attention and gave her a warm smile.
"You do now," he assured, earning a smile from her in return.
Little did Dipper and Pacifica that somebody was on a mission to add a little extra spice to their date. Mabel snuck into the restaurant wearing a heavy coat, wig and false mustache. She made her way to the sound booth where the music was played from. Once inside, she snuck up behind the DJ and covered his face with a pair of Dipper's dirty underwear, knocking him unconscious. She ejected the CD from the drive and inserted a different one, smiling devilishly and tapping her fingers together.
"Get ready to feel the love, you two."
All of a sudden, the music on the speakers was replaced by something much different. Unlike the rock n roll that had been playing just a second ago, this music was calm and smooth. "That's weird. Why would they play this?" Dipper asked. "This doesn't sound like rock to me."
"I don't know," Pacifica admitted, "but… it's kind of nice, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so. If you're into this kind of stuff."
Just then, the lyrics started up.
"Angel in disguise."
Stories in his eyes.
Love for every true heart that it sees.
Was it just a lucky day
That he turned and looked my way?
Or is it heaven right before my very eyes?"
"Hey Dipper. Do you wanna dance?" Pacifica asked, startling her date.
"Dance? Like, right now?"
"Yeah, dummy. Come on."
"He showed me all knew things.
The shimmer of moonbeams.
I was blind, but now he's helped me see.
I was lost, but now I'm found.
His happiness surrounds.
And now I find that my dreams can come true."
"Well, uh, okay, but… I don't really dance so well."
"Don't worry. Just follow my lead." With that, Pacifica yanked Dipper out onto the dance floor. She positioned his left hand in her right and his right arm around her waste. She placed her hand on his shoulder and they began to waltz.
"Cause I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life.
I'm holding you safe here in this heart of mine.
I can't live without you 'cause my soul would die.
You know I'm telling the truth.
I'll spend the rest of my life loving you."
"See? You're getting the hang of it already," Pacifica complimented the boy on his steps.
"I'm just following your directions," he retorted.
"Well you're very good at it."
"Thanks." He kept his eyes fixated on hers, captivated by how dazzling they were, and he realized something. "You know Pacifica, I know I should've said this earlier, but… you really do look beautiful in that dress."
The girl blushed. "Thanks Dipper. You look great in that tux, too."
As the song went on, the two young lovers kept dancing together, completely lost in the moment. When it was over, they suddenly realized that the entire restaurant was watching them. Clearly, they must've looked adorable together as everybody was watching them with loving puppy dog eyes. Still, it was pretty rude of them to stare.
"Mind your own business or you're all getting sued," Pacifica proclaimed. Just like that, they all went back to their own business, leaving them in peace once again.
It was very late when Pacifica and Dipper returned to the Mystery Shack. They passed a couple of gnomes breaking into a snack machine on the way, but they sent them packing with a couple dozen bags of chips and candy bars. When they arrived, the shack was closed for the day.
"Thanks for coming out with me tonight, Dipper. I had a great time," Pacifica said.
"Yeah. Me too," said Dipper. "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home? Like, isn't that what I'm supposed to do?"
"Not tonight. I don't want my parents to see us together."
"Why not. I mean, if we're gonna keep doing this, they're gonna find out eventually," he protested. "Wait. We are going to keep doing this, right?"
"Of course. I'd love to, but…" the blonde girl sighed. "Look, I'm just not ready to tell them yet, okay?"
Dipper conceded. "Alright. I guess I can respect that. But, at some point, we are gonna have to come clean."
"Yes! Absolutely. I promise." Then she waved him goodbye. "Good night, Dipper. Thanks again for a fun night. Don't forget to call me."
"Don't worry. I won't. Good night, Pacifica."
As Dipper watched her walk away, he admired how her hair flew gently in the light breeze realized that he too was very pleased with how the night had gone. He couldn't wait to tell Mabel and the others. Just as he opened the door, though, he heard Pacifica call his name and saw her running back toward him.
"Hey. I almost forgot to give you something," she said.
"What is it?" Before he knew it, she leaned in and give him a long kiss on the cheek. The sensation made his entire body heat up like a tea pot.
"That," Pacifica answered him. "See you later, Mystery Boy." She walked away again and that time, she was gone for good.
Once Pacifica was out of sight, Dipper was still standing on the porch petrified. Mabel came rushing out of the house to hug him. "Hey! There's my ladies' man. How'd your date go?"
It took him a second to respond. "She… she kissed me," he said under his breath. "Mabel, she kissed me!"
Mabel's eyes went wide and she gasped. "Dipper, that's incredible!"
"I know! I finally got my first kiss!"
"Well, unless you count Merman-"
"I DO NOT COUNT MERMANDO!"
The twins headed inside and closed the door. "Ha ha! This is so amazing!" Dipper shouted. "I-I feel… I feel… I don't feel so good." The kid suddenly felt like he was going to pass out again. Mabel rushed to help him, but he told her he was good.
"I'm so happy for you, bro. My brother's got a girlfriend!" she exclaimed.
Yes. Yes he did.