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Chapter 31: What is this!?

Outside the museum, Wendy shortly departure after her dad revealed a ton of revelations and wanted to clear her mind, mostly from that lost memory of hers.

Manly Dan left after telling Wendy’s friends to keep an eye on her and headed home. Robbie and Tambry walked with the other teens as they updated their profiles. Soos and Melody pulled a cart filled with Wind merchandise as they giggled with each other. Tate pulled his car closer so he and his father Fiddleford can load up the memory tubes of Wind and the Memory Reader and bring it over to the mansion for further investigation.

Lastly; Pacifica along with Candy and Grenda started heading home after a long day.

“I cannot believe they’d bagged people and wipe their memories just so they can forget the creepy stuff here!” Pacifica wasn’t having a happy day, just like Wendy. “And they think forgetting about those monsters will keep them happy? What if they erased my family’s memory of the ghost curse? Everyone turned into trees and nearly burned to ashes!”

“It’s O.K. Pacifia.” Candy patted Pacifica on the shoulder. “The Blind Eye is no more.”

“And I like that banjo music!” Grenda said. “And Tattoo Head is getting really popular.”

They looked to their left to see the once leader of the Blind Eye, Blind Ivan, now known as Toot-Toot McBumbersnazzle, was playing his banjo while being surrounded by adoring female fans.

“I can’t wait to start shredding him to pieces like a bunch of wild animals.” One girl sighed.

Pacifica folded her arms. “Well you do have a point.” Pacifica chuckled at a thought. “You know, we’ll probably see much more paranormal creatures around here. It might be fun.”

Right on que, Pacifica walked into what looks like a giant pink fur ball the same size as her.

“……. I swear I’ll be begging to have my mind erased after this now.” Pacifica spoke in a serious tone as the three girls walked around it.”

“What is it, Candy?” Grenda asked.

“Only one way to find out.” Candy picked up a stick and started poking at it. “Poke poke.”

The pink furball jiggled from each poke. Then, two large eyes and a small mouth appeared.

“Is this a Monstermon?” Pacifica asked.

“Oh pa-lease.” Candy said. “This looks more like a Computermon. So it will most likely have a very developed character and go through serious morals that will be dumbed down for American audience like as if we’re nothing but a bunch of brainless rocks that couldn’t handle a simple sacrifice but nooooo you just have to have low budget voice dubbers to make some stupid puns and-”

“Woah, easy there girl. Take deep breath.” Grenda patted the angered filled Candy as she listened to Grenda’s instructions.

The pink furball blinked a few times before turning to Pacifica. The rich blonde raised an eyebrow as it stares directly at her.

“What?” Pacifica asked as it continued to stair. “Get a bat ready.” Pacifica whispered to Grenda.

“I am so waaaaaay ahead of you.” Grenda smiled and held up an anvil. “Say, what are anvils for besides smashing people?”

Pacifica glanced back at the creature. The pink thing jiggled a bit and finally did something. Hug sparkles formed in its eyes and its mouth smiled softly but yet tried to hold in a bigger one as best as it could.

Pacifica was of course freaked out by this. She stepped away, but the monster rolled in a few more inches.

“Grenda, kill it!”

Grenda slammed the anvil on the pink creature, only for the cartoon prop to bounce right off and fly far away and landed with a huge crash.

“Run for it!”

The three girls dashed away from the creature. Seconds, minutes, or hours could have passed. They didn’t know how long it’s been, but they’ve kept running until they’ve reached the Northwest’s ‘smaller’ mansion, which was looking rather well after more reconstructing and some landscaping around the area.

The three girls ran through the front doors and started barging it up with multiple objects, including Mr. and Mrs. Northwest.

“Pacifica, what on Earth is going on!?” Preston shouted as he stood up from the pile. “Why are you acting like you’ve seen a monster …… please tell me that ghost didn’t come back.”

Pacifica finally caught her breath and explained to her parents the creature they found.

“And then after it gave me that look, Grenda dropped an anvil on it and it just bounced right off it and flew into the air somewhere!”

“Well that explained that.” Mrs. Northwest pointed at the new hole in the ceiling and the one right underneath it.

“Thankfully we were going to get a sky roof anyway.” Preston said. He took a look outside and saw the creepy puppy dog eyed creature rolling towards the mansion.

“Well we Northwests always know how to eliminate unwanted people, I mean pests.” Preston took out his cellphone. “Release the hounds …….. right, I had to sell them all.” Preston looked next to him and noticed the family’s Labrador retriever. “Sick it!” Preston pushed the dog outside and the creature rolled up next to it with its smile still planted on its face.

The dog sniffed the creature and then quickly fled right into the doggie door and hid underneath a table.

“I miss Hunter.” Preston sighed. “Next plan, we shall shoot it.”

“But bullets would probably bounce right off it.” Grenda said.

“Right …… fire.” Preston pounded his fist. “We shall end the beast with fire. At least I kept flame thrower.” Preston ran into the closet and came out with a flamethrower.”

“How long and why was that in there?” Pacifica asked without receiving an answer as Preston kicked down the door and burned the monster to dust, well that what he’d hoped for. It did absolutely nothing to the beast and it still smiled like it’s looking at the most adorable thing in the world.

“Fire failed me!?” Preston shouted and noticed a gardener with a hose. “Water, of course.” Preston pushed the gardener down and shot the beast with water, and it still did nothing. In fact, it looks completely dry after that. “Curses!”

Preston dug through his pocket. “Well why not try some ….. where’d it go?!” Preston looked around the area and found no trace of that creature. The others slowly poked their heads out the door and saw no sign of it.

“What happened?” Candy asked as she and Grenda huddled up in fear.

“Pacifica.” Mrs. Northwest spoke softly. “I will take your less popular friends home.” Priscilla Northwest looked at her husband. “Guard our daughter. I’ll be right back.”

Candy and Grenda hugged and wished Pacifica luck before Priscilla led the two girls to the limo and drove off. “I can’t believe I’m doing ‘help’ work.”

“Mmmmmmmmm.”

Priscilla’s eyes bulged right out as he looked directly next to her to see the creature sitting right in the shotgun. “Waaaaaaaaaaah!” All three ran out of the limo and ran back to Preston and Pacifica.

“DAD!” Pacifica shouted to her father as the thing rolled closer and closer. “Are you forgetting any other curses that’s about this?! Or at least something paranormal related?”

“Let’s see. Lumberjack ghost, Weirdness Bonds, other lumberjacks corpses underneath that Mystery Shack.”

“What?”

“Illegal elf hair trading, Pixie Dust smuggling, business scandal bailouts. No wait; that was a normal routine. …… Now that you’ve mentioned it, our ancestor Nathanial Northwest did have statues and paintings depicting a being similar to Bill Cipher with every detail. Which explained how he got from being a ‘those’ digger and becoming successful.”

“Are you serious!?”

The creature just kept on rolling and rolling as everyone held on together in fear.

The creature stopped itself only few feet away as it stares deeply at Pacifica and then, it ….. IIIIT…..

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!”

Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden girlish scream, mostly from the pain in their eardrums.

The creature began jumping up and down as it shrieked again at Pacifica.

“Why is it acting like Mabel?” Pacifica asked.

“Yes, it sounds as if Mabel had discovered that someone has a crush.” Candy said.

Grenda smiled and shook the furball. “Mabel, is that you!?”

The creature’s face turned 360 degrees and hopped off from Grenda’s hands and landed in front of Pacifica. The rich girl had finally had enough of this and stomped her foot. “Alright you … you toy commercial! Tell me what you want right NOW!”

The creature grinned as it tries to hold in a squeal. After calming itself down, it spoke in a strange tongue.

“Hyhu vlqfh wkh sdvw ylvlrq, ri wkh Lfh Edj nlvvlqj wkh Slqh Wuhh, brx’yh ihow dqjhuhg dqg frqixvhg, dqg L nqrz zkb. Brx pdb idoo iru wkh Wuhh. Exw eh zduqhg, brx vkrxog ghvwurb Mhvvlfd ehiruh pkh whpsv wkh Wuhh dqg judvsv klv khduw. Brx zloo qrw olnh zkdw zloo frph.”

Everyone was in silence. Just complete silence as to what they’ve just heard. “That makes no sense!?” shouted Pacifica with rage.

“Was that even pronounceable?” Candy asked as Grenda shrugged.

Then along came Pacifica’s baby llama named Pearl and started licking the furball, which somehow started to dissolve the creature like an acid.

They just watched in pure terror as the creature screamed in agony as it says its final words.

L dp vruub, exw wklv frgh zloo qrw lqfoxgh vzhduv iurp ehlqj wruwxuhg wr ghdwk. Fhqvruv, dp L uljkw?”

Pearl the llama kept on licking until it was nothing and it happily walked away.

“……… Please tell me that furball was just allergic to llamas.” Preston said before falling over.

Priscilla just pushed the kids back to the limo and drove them home, without either one of them saying a word.

Pacifica, with a blank face on, walked passed her unconscious father, walked into her mansion, grabbed some dinner, passed by a possible ghost, walked up to her room, changed into her pajamas, brushed her teeth, got in her bed, took out her laptop, and sent a quick email to Mabel.

‘Dear Mabel’

‘I have gone on that expedition in that Blind Eye place; but after the events, some pink furball ….. I don’t know how to explain this right now! It gave me google eyes and I ran back home with Candy and Grenda, nothing killed it and it shrieked just like you. Said some random words, and melted right in front of me because my llama licked it!’

‘When you get your cellphones, send me Dipper’s number ASAP!’

‘In case you’re wondering, no it is not what you think. Don’t bother me right now. I need sleep and rest after what just happened! Good night!’

Pacifica sent the email, turned the laptop right off, turn her phone off as well to avoid hearing any incoming mail, turned the lights off, and prepared herself for sleep.

“I wish I was in that lumberjack girl’s shoes right now.”

End of Chapter

A/N: Man, that coding stuff is hard. I also forgot to mention I’m doing ‘Three-letters forward’ for this fanfiction.

And for a freebie, here’s the code from the last chapter.

‘Who or what. The Wind knows not.’

What does this mean, you ask? …….

Guess what, I’m looking for suggestions again! Please read the author notes from chapter 21 for information.

One thing; I already have plans for ‘Soos and Melody’ and ‘McGucket and Tate’ in future chapters.

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Chapter 31: What is this!?

Outside the museum, Wendy shortly departure after her dad revealed a ton of revelations and wanted to clear her mind, mostly from that lost memory of hers.

Manly Dan left after telling Wendy’s friends to keep an eye on her and headed home. Robbie and Tambry walked with the other teens as they updated their profiles. Soos and Melody pulled a cart filled with Wind merchandise as they giggled with each other. Tate pulled his car closer so he and his father Fiddleford can load up the memory tubes of Wind and the Memory Reader and bring it over to the mansion for further investigation.

Lastly; Pacifica along with Candy and Grenda started heading home after a long day.

“I cannot believe they’d bagged people and wipe their memories just so they can forget the creepy stuff here!” Pacifica wasn’t having a happy day, just like Wendy. “And they think forgetting about those monsters will keep them happy? What if they erased my family’s memory of the ghost curse? Everyone turned into trees and nearly burned to ashes!”

“It’s O.K. Pacifia.” Candy patted Pacifica on the shoulder. “The Blind Eye is no more.”

“And I like that banjo music!” Grenda said. “And Tattoo Head is getting really popular.”

They looked to their left to see the once leader of the Blind Eye, Blind Ivan, now known as Toot-Toot McBumbersnazzle, was playing his banjo while being surrounded by adoring female fans.

“I can’t wait to start shredding him to pieces like a bunch of wild animals.” One girl sighed.

Pacifica folded her arms. “Well you do have a point.” Pacifica chuckled at a thought. “You know, we’ll probably see much more paranormal creatures around here. It might be fun.”

Right on que, Pacifica walked into what looks like a giant pink fur ball the same size as her.

“……. I swear I’ll be begging to have my mind erased after this now.” Pacifica spoke in a serious tone as the three girls walked around it.”

“What is it, Candy?” Grenda asked.

“Only one way to find out.” Candy picked up a stick and started poking at it. “Poke poke.”

The pink furball jiggled from each poke. Then, two large eyes and a small mouth appeared.

“Is this a Monstermon?” Pacifica asked.

“Oh pa-lease.” Candy said. “This looks more like a Computermon. So it will most likely have a very developed character and go through serious morals that will be dumbed down for American audience like as if we’re nothing but a bunch of brainless rocks that couldn’t handle a simple sacrifice but nooooo you just have to have low budget voice dubbers to make some stupid puns and-”

“Woah, easy there girl. Take deep breath.” Grenda patted the angered filled Candy as she listened to Grenda’s instructions.

The pink furball blinked a few times before turning to Pacifica. The rich blonde raised an eyebrow as it stares directly at her.

“What?” Pacifica asked as it continued to stair. “Get a bat ready.” Pacifica whispered to Grenda.

“I am so waaaaaay ahead of you.” Grenda smiled and held up an anvil. “Say, what are anvils for besides smashing people?”

Pacifica glanced back at the creature. The pink thing jiggled a bit and finally did something. Hug sparkles formed in its eyes and its mouth smiled softly but yet tried to hold in a bigger one as best as it could.

Pacifica was of course freaked out by this. She stepped away, but the monster rolled in a few more inches.

“Grenda, kill it!”

Grenda slammed the anvil on the pink creature, only for the cartoon prop to bounce right off and fly far away and landed with a huge crash.

“Run for it!”

The three girls dashed away from the creature. Seconds, minutes, or hours could have passed. They didn’t know how long it’s been, but they’ve kept running until they’ve reached the Northwest’s ‘smaller’ mansion, which was looking rather well after more reconstructing and some landscaping around the area.

The three girls ran through the front doors and started barging it up with multiple objects, including Mr. and Mrs. Northwest.

“Pacifica, what on Earth is going on!?” Preston shouted as he stood up from the pile. “Why are you acting like you’ve seen a monster …… please tell me that ghost didn’t come back.”

Pacifica finally caught her breath and explained to her parents the creature they found.

“And then after it gave me that look, Grenda dropped an anvil on it and it just bounced right off it and flew into the air somewhere!”

“Well that explained that.” Mrs. Northwest pointed at the new hole in the ceiling and the one right underneath it.

“Thankfully we were going to get a sky roof anyway.” Preston said. He took a look outside and saw the creepy puppy dog eyed creature rolling towards the mansion.

“Well we Northwests always know how to eliminate unwanted people, I mean pests.” Preston took out his cellphone. “Release the hounds …….. right, I had to sell them all.” Preston looked next to him and noticed the family’s Labrador retriever. “Sick it!” Preston pushed the dog outside and the creature rolled up next to it with its smile still planted on its face.

The dog sniffed the creature and then quickly fled right into the doggie door and hid underneath a table.

“I miss Hunter.” Preston sighed. “Next plan, we shall shoot it.”

“But bullets would probably bounce right off it.” Grenda said.

“Right …… fire.” Preston pounded his fist. “We shall end the beast with fire. At least I kept flame thrower.” Preston ran into the closet and came out with a flamethrower.”

“How long and why was that in there?” Pacifica asked without receiving an answer as Preston kicked down the door and burned the monster to dust, well that what he’d hoped for. It did absolutely nothing to the beast and it still smiled like it’s looking at the most adorable thing in the world.

“Fire failed me!?” Preston shouted and noticed a gardener with a hose. “Water, of course.” Preston pushed the gardener down and shot the beast with water, and it still did nothing. In fact, it looks completely dry after that. “Curses!”

Preston dug through his pocket. “Well why not try some ….. where’d it go?!” Preston looked around the area and found no trace of that creature. The others slowly poked their heads out the door and saw no sign of it.

“What happened?” Candy asked as she and Grenda huddled up in fear.

“Pacifica.” Mrs. Northwest spoke softly. “I will take your less popular friends home.” Priscilla Northwest looked at her husband. “Guard our daughter. I’ll be right back.”

Candy and Grenda hugged and wished Pacifica luck before Priscilla led the two girls to the limo and drove off. “I can’t believe I’m doing ‘help’ work.”

“Mmmmmmmmm.”

Priscilla’s eyes bulged right out as he looked directly next to her to see the creature sitting right in the shotgun. “Waaaaaaaaaaah!” All three ran out of the limo and ran back to Preston and Pacifica.

“DAD!” Pacifica shouted to her father as the thing rolled closer and closer. “Are you forgetting any other curses that’s about this?! Or at least something paranormal related?”

“Let’s see. Lumberjack ghost, Weirdness Bonds, other lumberjacks corpses underneath that Mystery Shack.”

“What?”

“Illegal elf hair trading, Pixie Dust smuggling, business scandal bailouts. No wait; that was a normal routine. …… Now that you’ve mentioned it, our ancestor Nathanial Northwest did have statues and paintings depicting a being similar to Bill Cipher with every detail. Which explained how he got from being a ‘those’ digger and becoming successful.”

“Are you serious!?”

The creature just kept on rolling and rolling as everyone held on together in fear.

The creature stopped itself only few feet away as it stares deeply at Pacifica and then, it ….. IIIIT…..

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!”

Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden girlish scream, mostly from the pain in their eardrums.

The creature began jumping up and down as it shrieked again at Pacifica.

“Why is it acting like Mabel?” Pacifica asked.

“Yes, it sounds as if Mabel had discovered that someone has a crush.” Candy said.

Grenda smiled and shook the furball. “Mabel, is that you!?”

The creature’s face turned 360 degrees and hopped off from Grenda’s hands and landed in front of Pacifica. The rich girl had finally had enough of this and stomped her foot. “Alright you … you toy commercial! Tell me what you want right NOW!”

The creature grinned as it tries to hold in a squeal. After calming itself down, it spoke in a strange tongue.

“Hyhu vlqfh wkh sdvw ylvlrq, ri wkh Lfh Edj nlvvlqj wkh Slqh Wuhh, brx’yh ihow dqjhuhg dqg frqixvhg, dqg L nqrz zkb. Brx pdb idoo iru wkh Wuhh. Exw eh zduqhg, brx vkrxog ghvwurb Mhvvlfd ehiruh pkh whpsv wkh Wuhh dqg judvsv klv khduw. Brx zloo qrw olnh zkdw zloo frph.”

Everyone was in silence. Just complete silence as to what they’ve just heard. “That makes no sense!?” shouted Pacifica with rage.

“Was that even pronounceable?” Candy asked as Grenda shrugged.

Then along came Pacifica’s baby llama named Pearl and started licking the furball, which somehow started to dissolve the creature like an acid.

They just watched in pure terror as the creature screamed in agony as it says its final words.

L dp vruub, exw wklv frgh zloo qrw lqfoxgh vzhduv iurp ehlqj wruwxuhg wr ghdwk. Fhqvruv, dp L uljkw?”

Pearl the llama kept on licking until it was nothing and it happily walked away.

“……… Please tell me that furball was just allergic to llamas.” Preston said before falling over.

Priscilla just pushed the kids back to the limo and drove them home, without either one of them saying a word.

Pacifica, with a blank face on, walked passed her unconscious father, walked into her mansion, grabbed some dinner, passed by a possible ghost, walked up to her room, changed into her pajamas, brushed her teeth, got in her bed, took out her laptop, and sent a quick email to Mabel.

‘Dear Mabel’

‘I have gone on that expedition in that Blind Eye place; but after the events, some pink furball ….. I don’t know how to explain this right now! It gave me google eyes and I ran back home with Candy and Grenda, nothing killed it and it shrieked just like you. Said some random words, and melted right in front of me because my llama licked it!’

‘When you get your cellphones, send me Dipper’s number ASAP!’

‘In case you’re wondering, no it is not what you think. Don’t bother me right now. I need sleep and rest after what just happened! Good night!’

Pacifica sent the email, turned the laptop right off, turn her phone off as well to avoid hearing any incoming mail, turned the lights off, and prepared herself for sleep.

“I wish I was in that lumberjack girl’s shoes right now.”

End of Chapter

A/N: Man, that coding stuff is hard. I also forgot to mention I’m doing ‘Three-letters forward’ for this fanfiction.

And for a freebie, here’s the code from the last chapter.

‘Who or what. The Wind knows not.’

What does this mean, you ask? …….

Guess what, I’m looking for suggestions again! Please read the author notes from chapter 21 for information.

One thing; I already have plans for ‘Soos and Melody’ and ‘McGucket and Tate’ in future chapters.