Monster Hunts and Dates (Dipper Pines X Reader)

3- Secrets

       Y/n's POV
"Dipper? Where are we going?" I asked, gripping his hand tighter. "Well, there's something you should know about," was all he said, pressing the button to the third floor. The elevator opened, so Dipper tried to step inside. My feet wouldn't move. "Aren't you coming?" he asked, a gentle smile on his lips. "Where are we going? What aren't you telling me?" I asked, ripping my hand out of his. His eyes had a glint of sadness in them. "Plenty. There's plenty I haven't told you, y/n. The only way I can tell you all of them is for us to trust each other," he said, reaching for my hand again. I pulled it back farther. "The journal. It said not to trust anyone," I said, looking away. He sighed. "Yes, it does. I lived by that and that was part of my mistake," he said.

I sighed. "Why can't you tell me the secret?" I asked. "It will only make sense if you see it as well as hearing the story behind it," he replied, stepping into the elevator. I followed. The doors closed, dropping us to the third floor. "Why is it so easy for you to tell me?" I asked. "You're the only one who believes me. I need a partner to help me with my mistake and you're the only person I can trust with this. The only person who would be willing to help just wants something from me that I don't want to fulfill," he said. The door then opened, revealing what looked to be a lab. A gasp escaped my lips.

Dipper's POV
"This was my Great Uncle Ford's lab. He was working on something he had no idea would result in catastrophe, so he only thought of it as his greatest achievement. But, the person who would be willing to help me tricked him, only having him build it for his own needs. His needs aligned with what we never wanted: an apocalypse," I began. "So, Ford destroyed it, but there was a rift that did what the person wanted, so we tried to seal it. Somebody I knew didn't know they had it and handed it to him, so he destroyed the containment, releasing the rift. We were able to stop it, but I lost that person in the process. Ford tried everything he knew to get her back, but this was the only option. I began its reconstruction without his knowledge. Him and my Grunkle Stan were getting older, so they passed away by natural causes. I can't seem to figure it out quite yet, but I can with your help! It took Stan thirty years, but I need it done sooner. Ford took a few nights with that person's help, but I refuse for his help. Can you guess who that person is?" I asked.

Y/n just kept staring at it, stepping towards the curtain. I ran over to her and pulled her hand away. "Just, promise me you'd never tell him about this," I said, yanking my sleeve down to show the tattoo, careful not to touch it. "Okay. But what's behind the curtain?" y/n asked, jabbing her thumb back to the curtain. I sighed. "This," I said, pulling down the curtain to reveal the portal in tact, but not functional. "How does it work?" she asked, taking a step toward the room. "Toxic waste. I don't have a way to get it legally," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Y/n's POV
The same boy I always admired for everything he had seen and how he handled it turned out to be a teen my age who wanted to become a criminal. "Dipper, why is this portal so important to you?" I asked. He sighed again. "Because it took someone important from me. Do you know who this is?" he asked, grabbing a picture frame of what looked to be him as twelve years old and a young girl who looked similar to him. Same nose, same color hair, and same eyes. "No. She looks similar to you, though," I said, still staring at the picture. He pulled it back and gently set it on the desk where it was before. "That's because that girl is my twin," he said sadly, looking towards the portal.

I was speechless. "What happened?" I finally asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. He sighed and turned to face me. "Let's go in here. I'm paranoid that it's better to talk in there," Dipper said, grabbing my hand and placing his other on a scanner by the door. It slid open, revealing the portal and what looked to be the manual override. He sat on a piece of the portal and sat me down. "Installed that scanner when Ford passed. Thought it was safer. Maybe I'll install your hand print into the system," he mused. "Okay, start from the beginning," I said to Dipper.

"All right. It all began in the summer of 2012..."