Realizing that Mabel was barely conscious, she shrugged giggling. "You must be wondering why I'm doing this to you." Pacifica waved her hand and the knife went closer to Mabel's neck. "Well Mabel dear, you're getting in my way. I've realize that in order for your brother to be a fine puppet for me, I have to get rid of you."
Pacifica again waved her hand and the knife went closer now barely an inch away from Mabel's neck. "Your brother is the most perfect toy for me. Since the first time I laid my eyes on him, I knew that cupcake would be the perfect one for me."
"Y-you're crazy..." Mabel managed to say gritting her teeth in pain.
Pacifica giggled loudly at Mabel's comment. This was the most fun she had in a long time, but sadly, even fun games had to end. It was time to make perfection. Pacifica waved her hand and the knife touched Mabel's neck now beginning to dig itself to it. Mabel could feel a sharp sting of pain coming from it. Preparing for the worst, she squeezed her eyes shut waiting for the end. To her surprise it never came. What came was a loud male voice she instantly recognized.
"No!"
Mabel opened her eyes to see Dipper pushing Pacifica causing her to release her hold on the purple amulet as she stumbled from the force of the push. As a result, Mabel, as well as the knife, both instantly fell onto the ground now release from whatever had them in midair. As soon as he saw Mabel, Dipper ran towards her and placed his hand on her shoulder kneeling. "Mabel, are you okay?"
Mabel coughed and looked up at Dipper trying her best to smile. "Thanks Dip."
Dipper chuckled and looked back at Pacifica who was just standing across from them smiling. Dipper tilted his head confusion. How could she just stand there smiling when her plan to hurt Mabel failed?
Without any warning, Dipper found himself being flung to one of the shelves. He slammed his arm hard against it and dropped to the ground gripping his arm tightly. Next to him antiques fell from the shelves from the impacf. As they fell, Dipper looked up to see Pacifica standing above him holding her hand out to him. "I told you cupcake to go home. Perhaps you'll listen to me this time so I can take care of your dear sister. After that, we can have all the tea parties we want my dear pet."
Dipper began to shake his head in fright. Pacifica really wanted to hurt Mabel and yet all she thought was that he wanted to have another tea party with her? No, he cared more about Mabel then a simple tea party.
To his surprise, Mabel took action against Pacifica. She shoved Pacifica while grabbing the purple amulet that was on her dress. She helped Dipper up and put him behind her as she held the purple amulet up ready to smash it to the ground. As she held it highly, Mabel took steps back towards the door with Dipper. They were going to get out of this.
"Don't come any closer Pacifica!" Mabel yelled with force. "Or I'll smash this to the ground.
To the twin's surprise, Pacifica just laughed. The room echoed with her strange distorted laugh. Mabel couldn't help but shiver at the sound of the laugh. Never once had she heard a laugh like Pacifica's. The way it sounded was creepy. All it made her feel was fear.
Pacifica continued laughing for a few more minutes before she stopped. She placed her hand on the place where she had the purple amulet on her. And just like that, Mabel felt her hand burning, the one that was holding the purple amulet. Without even thinking, she threw the purple amulet to the ground with the intention to smash it to pieces, but it never happened. The amulet instead floated in midair before it even made contact with the ground and then floated back to Pacifica. She grabbed it with her hand and giggled excitedly. She was going to have so much fun now.
Pacifica widen her mouth into a cruel smile and prepared to separate Mabel and Dipper. She raised her free hand to the air and Mabel began to float in the air. But before Pacifica could even do anything to Mabel, Dipper grabbed something that looked slimy and pink to Mabel's view from his pockets and threw it at Pacifica's face. Pacifica, in reaction, released Mabel and touched the slimy pink thing crawling on her face with her hand. At first, she touched it slowly feeling it. Seconds went by before she began to laugh hysterically at the slimy worm on her face.
Ignoring Pacifica, Dipper helped Mabel up and grabbed her hand pulling her to the door. "Come on!" He said.
