Monster Hunts and Dates (Dipper Pines X Reader)

14- Patching Up a Rift Is Hard Work

Y/N's P.O.V
The ruins of what once was a brilliant alien space ship was now covered with moss and was rotting away. I had to admit, it made me feel kind of sad, seeing such a brilliant structure slowly turning to nothing. I looked around in awe at the different panels and contraptions that seemed to be from millions of years forwards, and Dipper seemed to notice.
"You seem insanely fascinated with all of this technology," he chuckled.
"It's amazing. To think that a species that isn't even human could create something that is even more sophisticated than anything we'll come up with for years... it's phenomenal!"
"It is pretty interesting, especially because this could lead to the proof of aliens actually existing."
"Is that what you want to focus on after all of this portal business is over? Proving that aliens actually exist."
"No... I find aliens too cliché as far as the supernatural goes."
"Yet, here we are, standing in an alien spaceship with you mentioning the fact that it could prove that said cliché aliens were real." My rambling sentence caused both Dipper and myself to chuckle, temporarily letting go of the weight of our task that was bearing down on our shoulders. However, it quickly came back as a dire question popped into my head.
"Dipper, what will happen if Bill gets his hands on the rift? You seemed to understand that something bad would happen..." Dipper sighed deeply, seemingly reluctant to tell me what he seemed to know.
"Bill would... he would..." Dipper stopped walking and looked at me. "Never mind that, (y/n). As long as we get this adhesive onto the rift, it won't happen, okay?" I sighed, my curiosity getting the better of me.
"Dipper, I want to know what would happen. Just because I ask doesn't mean it will actually happen, right?" Dipper still seemed a little reluctant, but I flashed him a gaze with wide, (e/c), puppy dog eyes, and he caved. He looked directly into my eyes and I felt my heart flutter.
"The end of the world would happen." I gasped, not sure what I really expected him to say. "Bill would cause an apocalypse of weirdness and try to destroy our world in hopes of making a new, 'better' one." He put air quotes around the word 'better,' to demonstrate that this world would actually be chaos.
"Dipper... is that what you had to go through when you were twelve?" He nodded somberly, and an odd impulse took over, causing me to hug him. He seemed a little shocked at first, but he hugged back, giving a mutual sense of comfort. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that. It must have been horrible." I pushed back and looked him straight in the eyes, a serious look on my face. "I promise, with all the power I have, I will prevent that from happening." He smiled just a tiny bit, as if feeling reassured.
"Thanks, (y/n). Now, let's find that adhesive." Dipper and I walked for a little longer, but there was a suffocating silence, clearly from Dipper being lost in thought. I continued to marvel at the technology, looking at the walls of worn-down panels that seemed to go from floor to ceiling. I was so fascinated with the technology, in fact, that I failed to notice a stack of metal plates, and tripped right over them. I would have landed face-first, if it had not been for my fast reflexes, allowing me to stick out my arms and catch myself. Dipper raced over and helped me up.
"(Y/n)! Are you alright?" I stood up and chuckled a little bit.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just have the coordination of a living fish on land." Dipper laughed at my joke, then looked down at what I had tripped on. His eyes went wide and he picked up a panel. A glowing, purple substance rested on it, looking as if it had the consistency of glue. "Is that the adhesive?"
"Yes! You found it, (y/n)! Great job!" Dipper placed it in his bag and we began to walk away, feeling triumphant, until I heard an odd noise. Dipper and I froze.
"What's that?" I whispered, my heart rate quickly increasing.
"I think they're security robots... If that's the case, when I say so, we run."
"Shouldn't everything down here be dead?"
"Robots never die. They were active years ago, and clearly, they're still active now." The sound got closer and closer. "Now! Run, (y/n)!" He took off and I did the same, not far behind. My heart was beating out of my chest, my breathing rapid, my vision slightly blurred. We sprinted and raced, going through twisting and turning halls, and eventually, I saw the light leading to the exit.
"(Y/n)! We're almost there!" Hope filled my chest, but it quickly dropped when I felt the hood of my sweatshirt snag on something, and I fell back, landing back-first on the floor.
"Dipper! Help!" Dipper whipped around and raced over, attempting to unhook my hood from whatever it had been caught on. The noise of the robots got closer and closer. "Hurry!" I screamed.
"Almost... there..." Dipper moved his hands one last time and I felt a tremendous weight leave my shoulders. "Alright, let's go!" He grabbed my hand and helped me to the ladder. We climbed up quickly and shut the hatch, heart rates slowing down. Dipper and I collapsed into the grass and allowed ourselves to calm down.
"Thanks for the save back there," I panted.
"No problem. My Grunkle Ford got kidnapped by one of those things, and it was really tough to get him back. I didn't want you to have to go through that. Now, let's patch up that rift here." Dipper pulled the rift out of his bag, along with the panel with the adhesive, and a tool used for scraping it off. Carefully and precisely, he put the adhesive around the glass. I smiled at him once he put the rift back, and we both made our way back to the Mystery Shack.