Skypal Chats
the-dapper-doll
Pacifica sat at her laptop, twisting her fingers together. The green symbol by her cousin’s name showed that she was online, but still she hesitated. The shock of what she’d just discovered was still overwhelming her, and now as she was attempting to ask her cousin for her help, she was suddenly considering the ramifications of what this change would have on her life.
Oh god. Oh god, this was not good.
Something broke and she cringed. At this rate she was going to destroy the room.
She looked at Dipper, who gave her an encouraging smile, and took a deep breath. Okay, she could do this.
Only... how could she do this? What was she just going to go right out and say ‘Hey, Ami! Guess what, I’m a witch! Does Great Aunt America’s book have anything on controlling my powers?’ Nah-ah. That sounded crazy!
Finally, she put her fingers to the keyboard and wrote something nice and simple. She would lead into it... and avoid telling her if she could.
‘Hey, Ami! Do you still have all of Great Aunt America’s books and stuff?’
