What are Your Hidden Intent

Chapter 1

Before people read this, I would like to point out many things:

As you can see, this story is written and posted completely unedited, so expect mistakes and grammar issues, but if it becomes that much of a problem. Feel free to call me out on it. DipperxLyssa

"Sir would you like to order, you're wasting my time."

The female bartender snapped her fingers directly at his face.

"Oh! Yes please. Sorry about that. I'll have plain drinking water" Dipper awkwardly said.

The bartender gave Dipper a rather peculiar look. "So you came to this bar to sit alone and stare at people and order plain boring water. Not the usual thing attractive guys do on a Saturday night," She winked.

Attractive? Dipper Pines didn't really think of himself as attractive. She wasn't the first to think so either, he was in his early 20's and had a very strong jaw... okay maybe he was good looking, but it was it too obvious that he had been spending all his time looking at everyone who entered his gaze of sight.

"Can't be hammered, for moral reasons."

The bartender smiled, nodding in agreement. She went to the kitchen and returned with fresh cold water with two ice cubes and a straw lodged in there.

Unknown to a lot of spectators. Dipper was already at work, the mayor of Oregon admired his passion for solving mysteries and never giving up to finding the perpetrator. Gave him a leadership role in investigating the disappearances of young girl ages 19-21, all of whom were described as social and very beautiful.

Mr. Gideon Gleeful was a well known wealthy entrepreneur who owned the bar. Unfortunately for Dipper who was collaborating with the the rest of the Portland P.D getting these kind of guys locked in jail cells seemed impossible due to them having a dozen or more lawyers on their side, willing to give up their lives for their defendant for 50,000 dollars as a paycheck.

He took a sip of his water and looked at the hall filled with people laughing and dancing, and having a great time.

All of which Dipper has not experienced in such a long time.

Above the dance full full of cheerful people, Dipper noticed something leaning over the rail, it was the owner Gideon, scanning the dance floor. Dipper had been convinced that they were both searching for the same target, but for very different reasons.

There were a surplus of women on the dance floor, though most of them didn't stand out as models like the vanished women. All of them seemed to have a boyfriend, probably soon to be married.

Then all of a sudden Dipper saw her.

A women of unique beauty danced in the middle of the club, moving her hips in a seductive fashion while her yellow as light hair swayed with every motion. Her purple cocktail dress barely covered her upper thighs, and also managed to show off her curves. The front of the dress was deeply V-necked to display her luscious breasts in all their glory. Her legs were long and toned, how was she able to dance with those heels on? It was a mystery to Dipper, but she did so with grace and beauty.

She was gracefully personified.

Dipper noticed that no one accompanied her while she was dancing but shrugged it off, for a brief moment while lost in awe of this women, her eyes made contact with Dipper's. He was mesmerized by her lips and sexy smile. However, he swore that her blue eyes turned red.

In a ridiculous way to stop his staring, he looked away and looked up towards Gideon, who must have noticed the young women way before he did, Gideon motioned for one of his security guards and told him something while pointing at the women in the sexy dark purple dress. Dipper watched intently as the bouncer made his way down the stairs and through the crowd to her. She accompanied him back through the crowd and up the stairs to the suspicious owner. Gideon greeted her with a kiss on the hand as they disappeared from Dipper's view.