Hi everyone! It's been way too long since I've last updated for this story. Now I know what you're thinking. I abandoned this story right? No, I haven't. I've just been too busy with life that's all. During the summer, I couldn't write since it got too hectic with me. It's been even worse since school started two months ago. But since it's almost finals for me, I thought I could just leave a chapter for you guys to read. I probably will have the next chapter written by the end of this month. I won't make any promises though~~~
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~The Hand That Rocks The Dipper~
"Mabel! Come in here! It's that commercial I was talking to you about!"
Mabel groaned as she heard Dipper called for her to come into the living room. Throughout breakfast, all he kept going about was a commercial about a local clairvoyant in town. Initially, she dismissed that there really wasn't a clairvoyant. Since the Gobblewonker incident, she had begun to think that some things she had thought were real may have been just a faux. Who was to say it was also true for the clairvoyant that Dipper was talking about?
"Mabel!"
Mabel rubbed her forehead in exhaustion at Dipper's continuous yelling and closed the journal she had been reading. After breakfast, she had decided to read a few more pages in the journal in the kitchen, but now it seemed like that wasn't going to be possible. Mabel stood up and picked up the journal tucking it under her arm. After pushing in her chair, she walked towards the living room entering it. On the chair was Dipper about ready to call for Mabel again. But as soon as he saw her, he gave her a large goofy smile.
"Finally Mabel! You're so slow!"
Mabel rolled her eyes as sat down underneath Dipper placing the journal by her. "Just hurry up and show me that commercial Dipper. I have important things to do."
"Riiight," he said as he pressed play on the remote to start the commercial on the television. "Like reading that stuffy journal is important."
"It is!" Mabel exclaimed ready to tell Dipper why it was important, but she was cut off by a broad voice.
"Are you in need of a peep into your future? If so, then you need Pacifica."
Mabel rolled her eyes while above her, Dipper eyes brightened in wonder. On the television screen a shadowed figure appeared with the letters spelling "Pacifica" right by it.
"Pacifica is a clairvoyant. She can see into the future. She can tell you events and things like your death."
On the screen, an antique shop appeared with a glowing purple triangle displayed near it. Mabel stared at the shop as she listened to the commercial.
"So come by down to the Shop of Second Sight. Your tomorrow can be learned today."
Immediately after, Dipper clicked stop on the remote and the screen froze displaying the antique shop. While pointing at it, he look down at Mabel. "Mabel! We should totally go!"
Mabel turned her head at Dipper away from the screen with disbelief noticeable on her face with what she had just seen. "Really? Don't tell me that really you think that this Pacifica is really a physic?"
"Come on Mabester, you haven't even met her yet," Dipper pointed out as he placed the remote down next to him. "She could actually be the real thing."
"Yeah right," Mabel huffed as she crossed her arms looking away. Moments later, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Dipper giving her a pleading look. There was no way she was going to get out of this. Sighing in defeat, she uncrossed her arms. "Fine... We'll go..." She said bitterly.
"Yay!" Dipper exclaimed in delight as he hopped off the chair. He sprinted out of the room while yelling back at Mabel, "last one to the Shop of Second Sight is a rotten egg!"
Mabel shook her head as she stood up picking up the journal. It was going to be a long day.
Mabel and Dipper stood in front of a small shop that like on the commercial, had the same glowing purple triangle displayed on the window. Near it were the words, "Shop of Second Displayed" displayed. Other than that, there was nothing else that decorated the outside of the shop. Mabel couldn't help but feel slightly creeped out by this. Most of the other shops on the street were decorated with signs and colors and decor. Because of the lack of decorations and colors, this one shop just gave her a bad vibe.
