A Prophecy.

When we had finished unpacking, I decided to go and hangout with Pacifica for a bit at the Gravity Falls Mall.

We started chatting about what had happened in our lives. Then a weird subject had come up. Bill. We both froze in silence. Pacifica looked upset.

"Well," she managed.

Pacifica's POV

"Fiddleford had made a prophecy. He will return. But no one is sure when he will return." I told Mabel, her eyes twinkled with worry.

"May I hear the prophecy." Mabel asked.

"Sure, just gotta get it up on iMessages." I said, grabbing my iPhone.

"He texts?" Mabel asked in shock.

"Meh, taught him how to use a phone, well he calls it a thingamob." I got the message up and began reading.
"6 will go forth, and challenge the demon
He will summon nightmares from the realm you dream in
Our heroes will destroy him once and for all and save the town of Gravity Falls. Cool eh? Old man knows how to rhyme." I mused.

"Woah, that sounds really... intricate." Mabel mused. "When we get back to the shack, will you write that down for me?"

"Sure." I smiled. "Now come on, it's shopping spree time!"

We dashed off into a store called 'Northwest Couture'. Ugh, a store about my foolish family. Should change it to Pines Couture. They were more heroic than any Northwest that greeted Gravity Falls' streets.

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