Dipper ran to the truck while his clones charged at the Pacificas, luckily Soos opened the door for him.

Fear, completely forgetting she was still holding a cattle prodder, ran away screaming as a Dipper clone chased after her. "Don't go running in to the woods!! It's not safe!!"

Another Dipper stood parallel to Happy.

"I know exactly how to distract you long enough for Dipper Classic to get his answers!"

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

The Dipper clone held up both his hands in her direction. "Paddycake?"

Happy gave him an impressed smile. "Darn you're good!"

Affection was chasing after her Dipper clone. "Eh he hahaha ha! SO MANY DIPPERS!! SO LITTLE TIME!!"

The Dipper clone was making sure to stay just outside of her reach. "This one is probably going to be a problem."

Remorse on the other hand, wasn't even trying to do anything with her Dipper clone. She was just sitting on the ground, holding her knees, crying.

"Oh what's wrong now?"

"*Sniff* Dipper is probably going to cure me!"

"Wasn't that what you wanted?!"

"Yes, but when I'm one Pacifica again..." she choked down another sob. "I'm probably going to remember ALL of this!!"

The Dipper clone still felt confused. "So?"

His answer came from behind him as Affection grabbed her Dipper clone from behind, hugging him off of his feet.

"AHAHAHA!! I GOT ONE!!!"

"GUYS HELP ME!!!"

"Oh..." Remorse's Dipper clone turned back to her. "So when you said 'Remember All', you mean you're even going to remember doing th..."

"I'M GOING TO BE SO EMBARRASSED!!"

"That's actually pretty good reasoning..."

Remorse broke down and started crying in to her knees. Her Dipper clone sat down next to her and rubbed her back to comfort her.

Meanwhile Anger had to fend off Paper Jam Dipper from trying to climb her like a tree.

"WHY DO I GET THE SPAZZY ONE?!?!" Anger shouted.

"NEM NEM NEM NEM NEM NEM NEM NEM*!!!"

Soos and Dipper arrived at the circus grounds where the gypsy woman was supposed to be. Dipper got out and tipped his hat to the handy man.

"Thanks again for the help, Soos."

"No problem, dude. Just be careful out there, last time I went to a circus I got engaged to the bearded lady...don't tell Melody."

Closing the door Soos drove off to find a parking spot, leaving Dipper to roam the circus grounds. Nothing was quite set up yet and that was the way Dipper wanted it, it would be easier this way to spot a 'wood covered wagon'.

The circus folk set to work barely even acknowledging Dipper, ignoring him for the most part. Which was fine, this was the way Dipper wanted it, a wood covered wagon couldn't be that hard to find.

After a moment he found the chain of wagons which served as the living quarters for the circus folk. He spotted the gypsy woman's wagon almost immediately, it had to be her's, it was the only wood covered wagon in the line up.

He ran up to it and knocked on the door. He let out a breath he hadn't even known he was holding.

The door opened to reveal the same gypsy woman Pacifica had met, she even had a red stain in the same exact spot. Dipper noticed it and took a step back.

"Oh don't worry, kid. That's just ketchup! I was having hot dogs. Now technically we aren't open to the public just yet but..."

"I need you to help me!" Dipper cut in. "You sold a potion to a friend of mine and..."

"You want a potion of your own! Of course!!" she cut him off. "I have every kind of potion you can imagine!"

She quick stepped outside and threw a smoke bomb on the ground. When the smoke cleared there was the same turntable she used before.

"Now let's see...what would a scrawny twelve year old little boy want?"

Dipper took the jab of being 'scrawny' a little personally. "Hey!"

The turntable started to spin as she started to search through the bottles. "Let's see...no, no," her third bottle had smoke rising out of turning in to a ghostly face. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH!!!" she grabbed the bottle and threw it behind her wagon where it exploded. She stood there panting out of breath before she felt Dipper's stare on her. She turned to him and adjusted her dress. "You don't need to know about that. Now where was I?"

Turning back to the turntable she picked up a green bottle. "Here we are! A potion guaranteed to make you big, strong, and hairy!"

"I'm not here for that! I'm here because there's a problem with a potion you've already sold to my friend."

She shrugged. "Fine. No Lycanthropy for you then." Without a second thought she tossed the bottle over her shoulder. "Now, what seems to be the problem?"

"Your potion didn't work, whatever it was supposed to do it instead split her in to five different versions of herself, each with a different emotion."

"If you're friend is the blonde girl I sold to this week, then it sounds like the potion worked exactly the way it was supposed to."

"What?!"

"Yes! She said she felt overwhelmed with emotional problems so I gave her a potion so she can handle them one a time."

"BY SPLITTING HER IN TO FIVE VERSIONS OF HERSELF?!"

"I'm getting the sense you're not okay with that."

"What is wrong with you?! You can't just split people in to multiple personalities, do you have any idea how much that complicated her life?!"

"From what she told me her life was complicated waaaaaay before I poked my nose in."

Dipper gritted his teeth in anger but didn't press the issue any further. "I. Want. An. Antidote!"

"Ah so we can make a deal. Very well, and how do you wish to pay for it?" she rubbed her hands greedily.

"With cash of course!"

"My favorite source of income!"

Dipper opened up his wallet, but the twelve dollars he had put in there last time were gone. Instead he found a crumbled piece of paper with a crudely drawn picture on it.

"Dear Dipper, I owe you twelve Stan Bucks. Love, Stan." Dipper sighed and buried his face in his palm. "How could I not see this coming?"

"Excuse me?"

"Yes, what is it?" Dipper asked exasperatedly.

"I take it 'cash' will be outside of your price range? Because I also do trades."

"Alright then..." Dipper said giving her his full attention. "What would you like?"

"I want...some of your hair!"

"My...hair? Why?"

"Don't worry about the why!" she snapped.

"Alright fine!" Dipper took a strand of his hair and gave it to her.

"AHA!! At last, with this my voodoo spell shall be complete!!"

She ran off in to her wagon leaving Dipper all alone. After a moment of silence she gave out a blood curdling scream followed by a huge burst of fire coming out of her wagon. She soon walked out with her face completely singed and a piece of her hair on fire.

"Forget the hair...give me something else..."

"Um...okay. What else do you want?"

Looking him once over, she frowned. He wasn't like the girl who had diamond earrings to spare. "Uhh...your hat."

"My hat?! Why does everybody like my hat so much all of a sudden?! Seriously, there a dime a dozen back at the Mystery Shack!" Dipper covered the hat on his head with his arms protectively.

"Then you won't be missing it will you, kid?"

Dipper sent her a small glare. "I should introduce you to my Grunkle Stan sometime. Something tells me the two of you would hit it off."

"Hmmmmm...interesting counter offer, child."

"Wait...counter offer?"

"This Grunkle Stan, he is around my age, yes?"

"Yeah..." Dipper replied warily.

"And he is...single?"

Dipper's jaw dropped at what she was implying. "Wow!!"

"Let's not try to sound too surprised her kid. I'm a very old lady and beggars can't be choosers."

"No, it's just...usually my sister is the one who does the matchmaking. Hm. I wonder what she's up to?"

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Mabel laid on her belly on her bed looking out the attic window. Waddles was by her side as usual, completely ignorant of the events going on. From this window Mabel had a perfect view of the Dipper clones interacting with the Pacificas. She smiled and took out her camera again.

"Looks like yet another scrapbook-ortunity!"

As Mabel took the picture of the collectives down below, they all flinched momentarily blinded by the bright flash.

they all shouted in anger.

"They'll love me for this in the future."

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"So what exactly do you want? Me to put in a good word for you? Have him take you to dinner and a movie? What?"

"I will settle for his number."

Dipper grinned. "Done!" He took the piece of paper from his wallet and wrote down the number to the house. "And in addition, you also get twelve Stan Bucks. Currency obligations with my Grunkle Stan."

She took it from him, gazing at it as if it were some kind of grand prize. "Yes! No more lonely Saturday nights!!" she tucked it in to her dress and walked back to the turntable. "Now, for a potion to reverse the first."

The turntable started to spin and she began to search for the correct bottle yet again. "Let's see... oh boy, I need better way to get organized. No, no...Hey my sandwich!! I wondered where I put that!"

Picking her sub up off the turntable she took a large bite out of it. "Mmm...that's good. Okay, back to work. No, no...Mr. Scaley??"

Picking a bottle up from the turntable, she stared at it in astonishment. Because sticking out of this bottle, was a cobra...which seemed to be hissing angrily at her.

"I wondered where you disappeared to! Boy, you must be hungry. I mean I haven't fed you in days..."

The cobra hissed angrily at her before trying multiple times to bite her only to be met with nothing but air.

"Whoa! No, Mr. Scaley! That is a bad snake!! No kisses right now! I'll deal with you later!!"

Without a second thought she tossed the bottle and snake over her shoulder.

"Now then, let's find that potion. No, no, AHA!!" she picked up a yellow bottle. "Found it at last!!"

"Yes!!" cheered Dipper as she handed it to him. "Finally, I can cure Pacifica!"

"Ah yes, but in order for this 'antidote' to work, it needs to be introduced to each of them in a special way."

"What way is that?"

She leaned down and whispered it in to his ear.

Dipper's eyes shot wide open. "No way!! You gotta be kidding me?!"

"Sorry child, but it's the only way."

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Fear sat the ground in front of Mystery Shack next to her Dipper clone. She was currently chewing a piece of gum her Dipper clone had taken from the Mystery Shack.

"Can't believe you've never tried gum before." He started. "Glad I could talk you in to coming back to the Shack. Do you like the flavor? It's cherry. I saw it and thought of you."

Fear only gave a giggle as a reply.