Pacifica POV

I waited in the car. I didn't hear anything for a while. Should I be worried that I haven't heard anything. Then the phone rang. I picked it up, "Yes?"

"You're on blondie." Mabel Gleeful replied on the other line.

"Okay." I replied.

"Better not screw this up."

"Oh trust me...I won't."

Then there was silence for a bit. Then the voice answered, "Hello?" it was Stan. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves to hurt this guy for ruining everything. "Hello Mr. Gleeful, this is Tamera, Mr. Dallas's secretary." I replied in a higher voice so Stan can't tell who I was.

"Yes, Yes, my nephew told me...and what do you mean my appointment has been cancelled!" Stan demanded.

My ears actually hurt with his yelling. I grumbled as I rubbed my ear before returning to the phone, "Yes, Yes, your appointment with Mr. Dallas has been cancelled."

"And why is that?!"

"Mr. Dallas isn't interested in your offer anymore, Mr. Gleeful. He is too disgusted with you and he doesn't want to see you or make money with you."

"Why is that?! I've done nothing wrong!"

"Oh yes you did. Apparently you ran over his daughter and he is so disgusted in you. Poor girl."

"What! I've done no such thing! I'm being blamed for someone's stupid doings!? I've done nothing! Listen girl, you put on Mr. Dallas at this moment!"

"I'm sorry sir but I can't disobey Mr. Dallas, not for someone like you. I'll lose my job if I do."

"Why you little-"

"Is this a threat, Mr. Gleeful? Cause I will call the cops for threatening me and that won't be good for Mr. Dallas, oh no, no, no."

I heard Stan growled at the other end. I was having too much fun with this but I just hoped that Gideon and Cody comes back soon because I don't know how long I can distract Stan.

"Do you even know who are you are dealing with, missy!" Stan growled.

"Oh yes, Stan Gleeful. That is why I'm calling." I replied.

"Don't play smart mouth, girl. Who are you!? What's your name!?"

"Mr. Dallas's secretary that is all you need to know sir."

"Well I'm going to call Mr. Dallas and make sure this is all true!"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Mr. Gleeful. It will just make things worse for you."

Stan growled. Then I saw Gideon and Cody running to the car. "Oo! Guess what, Mr. Gleeful! Your luck have just changed...I just got news that the video came in with the hit and run and it wasn't your car. Wrong lessens plate. Oops! You're off the hook and your meeting with Mr. Dallas is still in play. Hope you have a wonderful day, Mr. Gleeful."

"Wait wh-"

I hanged up before Stan could finish his sentence. Then Cody and Gideon got in the van. "Did you get it?" I asked.

Gideon handed me the crystal. It was the same one that Stan used. I smiled as joy filled me, "It's the right one!"

"Great, now let's get out of here before we all have our heads on sticks." Cody grumbled as he started the car and left.

Dipper POV

"What the heck happened!?" Stan ripped off the tap off of my mouth. I winced at the pain. Duct tape hurts man.

"I don't know! They were here and the next thing I knew was being hit over the head and waking up here!" I replied.

"You stupid worthless pieces of crap! What do I pay you with!"

"You don't pay me at all!"

"Shut up!"

Stan stood up and started to pace around slightly, of course not bothering to free me from the duct table. Then he notice the flower plant, "Oh no, no, no!" Then he went over to the flower plant. "Dang it! They got the money in here! This was a scam! How stupid am I!?"

"Very." I muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing."

Then Stan glared at me, "I want you to find them and make them pay! And trace that phone call I just had...I'm sure that girl was a part of this scam to rob me!"

"Yes sir."

Then Stan came with a pocket knife and cut the tape around my wrists, "Stop wasting time!" he shoved the pocket knife at me. Luckily not the sharp end. Stan then stormed off. I glared at him but with a smirk on my face, "Oh don't worry old man...not for long..."

I finished cutting myself free and Will. I had Will cleaned up the mess as I headed to Mabel's room. "Got a little tied up, dear brother?" She smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "Very funny, now let's see that journal."

She shook her head and finger at me, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, there is something we need to talk about first little brother."

"I'm not you little brother, Mabel. I am an adult and so stop treating me like a child." I growled. I was getting very impatient with her. I wanted the journal.

"First...you got to tell me about the break up between you and Julia." She had this smug look on her face.

I growled, "Later..."

"No, now, or no journal for you!"

"You are not my mother. now give me the journal now!"

"Tsk, tsk. Just tell me...how did it feel to finally break up with her?"

I growled. I rubbed the bridge of my nose, for I wasn't going to go anywhere unless I give her what she wanted. Stupid pregnant woman.

"Fine! Fine...yes it was nice...she was a pain. One thing she doesn't know when to back off! I'm a working man and there are things that are more important than her needing attention. I mean she just came up to me right as I need to be in the office to get the two losers out and she came to see if I'm ready to leave! Run away with her?! Ha! I don't know I agreed! You can't just run away from this!? She doesn't understand! I mean with all the neediness of attention! I don't have time for that!"

Mabel smirked, "Done venting or you need more time?"

"I mean...gosh...why didn't I just broke up with her a long time ago! Argh! I tried to break up with her nicely you know...being a gentleman...but no! She had to keep wasting my time! So I had to go hard core! That was her stupid fault!"

"Plus don't forget about blondie."

"And Pacifica is way better than Julia! Why can't she be mine!" I then stopped myself. Mabel smirked as she fold her eyes like she was pleased, "Ah! There we have it. I knew you. You have a thing for blondie. After the kiss she gave you."

I glared at her, "Shut up! But we all know I can't be with her. She's married..."

"So?"

"It's wrong, Mabel."

"When has wrong stopped us? Murdering people is wrong, stealing is wrong, trying to destroy the world is wrong, using dark magic is wrong, having a child before marriage is wrong." She rubbed her stomach, "So having is having an affair is wrong but why is it stopping you? Wrong is our middle name."

I growled, "I. will. Not. Have. An. Affair!"

Mabel sighed, "Alright then...kill the husband."

I smirked, "Now you are thinking like me."

Mabel smirked back.

Then I went up in front of her with my hands on my hips, "But first the journal."

Mabel pulled out the journal and hand it to me. I smiled as I held the journal in my hands. Journal number four, "This is too good."

"Oh and there is something else you need to look at...I don't think your blondie friend told us everything."

"What do you mean?"

I flipped opened the journal to the bookmarked area that Mabel had marked. I opened up the journal and read the page. My eyes widen as I read it. Then I looked at her. Mabel had the smirk on her face, "There is more than one way to rule the world, dear brother of mine, and that crystal thing that your crush of yours have...is one of those ways."

"Are you kidding me?"

Mabel shook her head, "Nope! It's all real. That crystal is a Change Past. All you can do is change the past and everything in future comes to play. We just have to use that crystal and change the past of our horrible childhood and make the world bow down to us now. We will be the only ones to remember it because we will be holding the stone."

"But we gave it to blondie..." I muttered.

"Now the real question is if we are going to kill her." Mabel gave a nasty smirk.

"We..." I trailed off.

"Oh troubles thinking of what to do? Are you going to make her your queen or we are going to kill her for tricking us."

I paused for a moment. Then I shook my head, "But it doesn't matter. We just get the stone easily and make our future."

"No we have to change the past to create the new future." Mabel corrected.

I waved my hand, "Whatever...I think when we do that...I'll have Pacifica as my queen..."

Mabel smirked, "Now let's change our past."