Not In The Books (Dipper x Neko Reader)

(Y/N)'s Apartment

(Y/N)'s p.o.v
After we got up, we started running towards my apartment. When we got there, I shut and locked the door. I saw Dipper staring at my research.
"Heh, sorry Dipper my house is kinda a mess." I said.
"It's ok, when I'm working on things my work space is a mess as well." He replied. I cleared some things off the sofa, and we both sat down. I pulled out my laptop.
"I've been able to hack into someone's old computer, and can look at whatever they were doing, it said it was from McGucket labs." I said pulling it up on the screen.
"I haven't seen anything like that before." He said. I quickly grabbed a black notebook that looks really old, and has a six fingered gold hand print on the front.
"Does this look familiar?" I asked.
He pulled out a red one about half the size of the one I pulled out.
"Maybe they're by the same author." He replied. I nodded in agreement.
"I'll n right back." I said. I took off to my room and grabbed a small box about the size of my hand. I opened it, and took out a small piece of equipment. It was square-ish and had a small button on the side, the top had a little screan and the bottom looked like a black light. I quickly ran back to the living room with it in my hand.
"What's that?" Dipper asked.
"It's a device I made a while ago in my spare time, it analyzes things, and gives me feedback on them." I explained.
"So we can use that to find out who the author of the books are by." He said.
"Bingo." I answered. I hooked it up to my laptop, and scanned the books. When I saw who they were by my face paled.
"What's wrong?" Dipper asked.
"This may come as a shocker, but I know the author. Be for i can tell you anything, do you believe in different dimensions and demons?" I asked.
"I do, by what does that have to do with anything, and how do you know the author?" He asked confusion clear in his voice.
"The author's name is Stanford." I said.
"But he's my grunkle! How can he be the author? He's an absolute idiot!" Dipper exclaimed.
"That's because the Stanford that you know his real name is Stanley, he faked his death, and took his brother Stanford's identity. But that's not all." I said. He nodded and looked out the window, it was dark out.
"What?! It was light out just a second ago! I have to get back to the shack!" He yelled.
"It's ok, you can stay here the night. I can call and tell Stan that you're staying the night." I said.
"Are you sure? I don't wanna be a burden." He said.
"It's fine! I haven't had someone at my house for a sleep over in forever. Besides it's dark out, and the people in this town aren't exactly good at driving." I said. We both burst out laughing.
"Ok, I'll stay the night." He said. I grabbed my phone and called the shack, unfortunately Mabil picked up.
"Hi what can I do for you!" She said excited as always.
"Hey Mabil, I just wanted to call and let you guys know Dipper's gonna stay the night at my place." I said.
"Oh, are you two gonna do the dirty dead?" She questioned in a teasing tone.
"Wh- what?! No! You and your perverted thoughts." I said. I was actually a little losses that she thought two twelve year olds would do 'diddly doo' thats just inappropriate.
"Hey, what was that about?" Dipper asked.
"Mabyl picked up, and thought we were going to do 'diddly doo'." I said my face turning bright red. I could see his face turning bright red as well.
"Lets get some sleep shall we?" I said. He nodded, I led him to the spare room.
"Night Dip." I said.
"Night (N/N)." Dipper said.
I smiled and went to my room, then I fell face first on my bed, and let darkness consume me.

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