A Voice, a Tree, and a Star (Dipper x Reader) DISCONTINUED

Vacation pt. 1

(Someone out there has been waiting for this, they know who they are.)

I needed a break. We all needed a break, but Dipper was busy fanboying over his long lost other great uncle to hang out much Which sucks, Mabel was currently chasing after another guy (I got a hint that it was some vampires she spent time with before). The shack is under repairs again anyhow, so no hanging out here. The cops have been driving around our house a lot lately, my powers have seemed to go on the frits a lot more often now, my brother is being an annoying little jerk, mom’s still mom, and Pacifica has been trying to convince me to travel to an alternate dimension to get away from all this weirdness. Well, the stressful weirdness. Today I might just listen.

“Where do you wanna go?” I asked her after a long period of silence. We were sitting in the living room, the TV playing something stupid, home alone. Mom had to take Shawn to the doctors, he’s been getting sick probably just a cold, so we were left alone for a few hours. Pacifica was blaring her music in her one earbud, the other out and resting on her lap so she could hear me if we started talking. She was painting her nails a warm shade of pink and she finished her last one when she looked up at me to ask, “What do you mean?”

“Well, you’ve been asking about going to other dimensions after the whole portal thing at the shack. So, what do you have in mind?” I sat up from my bat pose: hanging upside down on the edge of the couch so my head was on the floor.

She laughed at me like I had made a joke and twisted the cap back onto the nail polish. I hated the smell that stuff had, but it did make nails look pretty so it’s not so bad. I like the ones with the sparkles. “Wait, are you serious?” Pacifica sat up straight when she noticed I wasn’t laughing. “Yeah, I’m board, the pines twins are busy, we are home alone and I wanna bounce from dimension to dimension. So let’s go.”

“Heck yes, I’ve been waiting for you to take a hint and show me that there’s fun to those powers.” Pacifica hopped off the couch and waved around her hands to dry her nails faster. “I don’t need my whole Melonie disguise do I?”

I shook my head no, even though she was kinda wearing some of the stuff. Golden hooped earrings, jacket, even a choker with a diamond in the center. She’s picked up some rebellious styles after our whole stunt if you couldn’t tell. And about all that, the police search has gone down a tad bit, but her parents are still keen on finding her. But I really wonder if they want to find her, after all the attention their getting from the press, small donations from families to help their family on this struggle. It’s as if Pacifica's disappearance was a good thing.

“Now, which one shall we go to first?” I tapped my chin and tried to think. Should I visit my uncle Will, it’s been a long time. Even though my dad went back and change our timeline, it wouldn’t effect other timelines as much as it did here. Will would remember me, at least I hope he will. Ha ha, I hope he Will.

‘Oh just stop.’ The little voice in my head said. She’s been popping up a lot now lately, saying rhymes and stuff for the future and stuff that’s supposed to happen. I’m pretty sure my Dad has told me his big plans but I probably wasn’t listening. But then again, I was a major factor in his life and that would have predicted a lot of stuff that was supposed to happen, so even if he had told me and I could remember, me being absent in his life now could mean that his plans are different. They could even be bad, or worse.

“Is there a universe were everything is the opposite?” Pacifica asked, snapping me back to the present. “That’s usually how it goes in the movies.” She got on her sneakers, good for running I told her just in case something happens. Should probably get mine on, too.

As I did that, I told her about some dimensions like that that popped in my head. The one were everyone is a monster, and the monsters are human. She didn’t want to see herself as a monster, so no. The one were everyone is reversed. Like the good guys are bad guys and such. She said no, she’d hate to see what would have become of the town if the pines were the bad guys. If I was the bad guy, for that matter. Then I brought up when everyone is the opposite gender. She thought that’d be cool to see, plus she was curious to know what she’d look like as well.

“That one It is. I think I’ve been to one of those timelines, there’s a bunch it’s really confusing, so maybe I can get back to one I was already in. It’d be easier since I’ve been there before.” I explained to her briefly before we got ready to brace ourselves for the new world. “Don’t need an explanation, just take me where I want to go.” Pacifica set her hands on her hips as she demanded to be impressed. “Whatever you say, Pacifica.” I muttered and snapped my hands. A portal opened up in front of us and we walked in.

The first thing we saw was black. It was then I realized I might have hit the wrong dimension. Ok, this trip might take two leaps. So where are we now?

I looked around and saw black and black and more black. Ok, either I’m in a dark place or this is the dimension where the universe doesn’t exist and it’s basically a waste land of dying worlds and corrupting dimensions. But I’d be dead if I was here, and I’m alive still….so not that one. Where is Pacifica?

“Pacifica, where are you!” I shouted then I felt something hit my shoulder hard. “Ow Hey!” I winced and rubbed my injury. I seen the outline of Pacifica behind me. “Right here, you yelled in my ear!” The figure moved in a pattern of up and down, I assumed she was rubbing her ear to prove her point.

“Sorry.” I looked around and tried to find something that could tell us where we were. I waved my hands around me and I hit something. It sounded like a tarp, and the material felt like it, too. “Here, lift this thing up.” I instructed Pacifica to do what I was doing. With little complaint, she did as told and soon we were blinded by the sun.

I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them up. I looked around and seen we were sitting in the back of a pickup truck. There was some tools and rope and other junk spread out around us, the paint of the truck was chipping off and some questionable fluid stains were on the sides. I leaned away from those and continued to look around. We were by the shack, it looking just as it was when we last checked up on it. Nothing different there.

“It looks like you just made us appear at the shack.” Pacifica noted and jumped off the truck. I fallowed her and wiped off the paint chips on my clothes. “Alternate universe. Things will appear the same, but when you look closer…..” I let my sentence trail off to give a mysterious and spooky tone. All she did was roll her eyes at me and started walking to the shack.

I shrugged at her not replying or noting my tone, and fallowed her. But a voice caught us both off guard and we turned around to see who it was.

“Hey, the Mystery Shack is closed for repairs.” Said the elder woma, in a demanding voice, dressed in a dress shirt and black dress pants and shoes. She also had a red fez on top of her long grey hair. But after that one sentence she walked briskly by us and into the shack.

“Was that?” Pacifica pointed and looked utterly shocked. A smug little smile curled itself onto my lips and I hummed a yes.

Then another voice shouted, this time a male, but I only got a fleeting glimpse of the colors red and brown before they darted behind the shack. Another person was running behind them and I felt myself get excited for a moment. Then I told myself no, that wasn’t him.

What I thought I saw was Dipper, but I knew the person wasn’t. Well, I knew she wasn’t. This girl looked exactly like Dipper, but had longer brown hair and a grey skirt. And female Dip was running after the other person that wad ahead of hrrvand yelled, “Wait up!” Then she glanced over in our direction and locked eyes onto me. She looked shocked at first, and was oblivious to the totem pole she was about to run into.

Before anyone could warn her, she ran right into it and fell on the ground. Pacifica and I quickly ran over to help, but she ended up getting up on her own when we got close. “Who put that pole there?” She muttered as she rubbed her head, stumbling for a moment. Then female Dipper stiffened up when she saw me and her mouth was left slightly ajar.

“You're that cute girl I-i- I mean, you’re that one girl I saw in the woods awhile back.” Her cheeks went red when she made that mistake. I raised a brow and smirked when I heard that. Huh, I guess in all dimensions Dipper Just has a thing for me.

“And you look so much like Dipper….” Pacifica trailed off, her outspoken observation barley audible. She also didn’t seem to hear the beginning part of Female Dipper's sentence.

“Mhm hmm. What’s your name?” I asked her, playing dumb. “O-oh, My name is M-Ma-Di-Dipper, but my greataunt says that’s too masculine so she insists I tell people to call me Ursa. Because it’s-“

“Part of the scientific name for the constellation Big Dipper.” I finished what she started saying. Ursa Dip smiled and nodded vigorously. “Exactly! Most people don’t get that.” She slumped back and rubbed her arm while looking up at me like a shy puppy. In all honesty that was kinda cute. I remember my Dipper doing that sometimes.

“You look so much like Dipper…..” Pacifica was still behind.

“What did she say?” Ursa Dip asked tilting her head in confusion. “Oh nothing, Pacifica likes to mutter under her breath a lot.” I waved her question off and took a step closer to Ursa Dip. “Sooo Hey, last time I was here, as I recall, you kinda ran off.” I remembered meeting her in the woods before I was attacked by that one creature. Well, it was better me then Ursa here. She wouldn’t have survived.

“Oh!” Ursa Dip jumped as she remembered and then started blushing furiously. “I-I-I- I’m- I'm sooo sorry about that! It’s just you said your name was Y/n Cipher, and I knew someone else with that last name and-and they weren’t exactly nice. And-and it didn’t help that you were like really really pretty.” She may have meant to have said that in her head, but ended up saying it out loud. And she looked at me really scared when she noticed she had.

“Oh! I mean your not pretty! I mean you are pretty but not like that pretty, I mean- oh that sounded worse.” She blurted and tried to cover up what she said. I raised a brow, continuing my act of being a clueless person. It was really cute when she does her whole stuttering thing, panicking and forgets to keep somethings like that unsaid. Just like my Little Dipper.

“Ok, I did not mean to say all that so just let me start over.” Ursa Dip held out her hand to shake. “Hi, my name is Dopper, I mean Ursa. My name is Ursa.”

“Hello Ursa,” I shook her hand while laughing a little from her whole awkward moment. “I’m going to tell you my name now but you better not run, ok?”

She nodded and smiled, understanding the joke. “My name is Y/n Cipher.”

“Cipher?” An older female voice asked from behind us.

We all looked back to the shack's entrance and seen an older woman, looking similar to the female Stan that had passed us earlier. This woman had on the same attire as Sixer, uh I mean Ford. So this must be the female Stanford.

"Your last name is Cipher?" She asked narrowing her eyes and examining me. OK, can't let her know who my dad is. Wouldn't it be mom in this alternate universe? That'd be interesting.

"Uhh, yeah. Sounds mysterious doesn't it? My mom and dad let me change it as a birthday gift." I explained, hoping the lie would be enough to throw him off my tail.  Er, her off my tail.

"Ahhh huh." She hummed unconvinced. "I needed to talk to my sister, do you know where she is?" Female Ford turned to Ursa Dip. She nodded and informed her that Female Stan went inside the shack to do something. Then Female Ford gave me a look that I was certain meant, 'I'm watching you' before she went back into the shack.

"OK, this is weird. I'm done." Pacifica walked back to the red truck that we had appeared on. "Portal us back home, I thought I could handle this but I can't." She hopped into the back and pulled the tarp over herself. The material settled down over her so I could see where she was sitting.

"What did she mean by portal?" Ursa Dip took a step back, the fear in her voice meaning she was probably doubting the lie I told about my name. "Oh, Pacifica is just a little weird." I waved it off like it was nothing. Hopefully acting like it was nothing will ease her nerves and be more susceptible to believing me.

"Yeah...actually she reminds me of someone. But he's a jerk and she seems nice." Ursa Dip went into her thoughts and recalled a guy like Pacifica. Hmm, is it this world's Pacifica?

"What's his name?"

"Oh it's Patrick." She answered and muttered something under his breath. "Patrick Northwest. The Northwest are the most wealthy family in Gravity Falls."

"Oh yeah I've heard of them. They are the ones who just threw that party right?" I asked and she nodded, looking into the direction of where the manor is. "Yeah, that was definitely a party." She mumbled, probably thinking back to the ghost thing.

"Do you think we could meet him?" I asked as Pacifica peeked through the tarp, suddenly having that interest back in her. “I dunno, they may not like me going around that area for awhile,” Ursa Dip rubbed the back of her neck and looked at the ground, “or ever.”

“Mmm, shame. Maybe we can sneak in then." I suggested.

Pacifica hopped out of the truck and jogged over to us. “It should be the same, right? I know the place like the back of my hand…” she looked at her hand for a moment before clenching it into a fist, "or so I thought…”

“Wait, sneak in?” Ursa Dip jumped away. “But that’s like breaking in, and it’s the Northwests! They have a lot of power and could do things if we get caught.”

“Then don’t get caught.” I suggested playfully, hoping to perish her fear and worry. Ursa Dip opened her mouth to say something but then looked down and shuffled her feet in the dirt. I know Pacifica really wanted to meet her opposite self, and I didn’t want to leave Ursa Dip behind. Gotta admit, she was pretty cute herself. Probably because of who she resembled.

“I dunno…” She trailed off. Before I could speak, Pacifica stomped her foot on the ground. “Listen here, I came here for a reason and I won’t leave until I met this other me! So, with or without you we are going!” With that, rather harsh, statement she spun around and grabbed my wrist dragging me behind her.

“Whoa ok!” I exclaimed as I was spun around on my heels. “That was rather mean.”

“Wait a second y/n, I know what I’m doing.” Pacifica winked at me and I tilted my head in confusion. As if on cue, Ursa Dip called out to us, “Hey wait up!” Her running footsteps caught up to us. We stopped to wait for her and she rubbed her hands together nervously.

“Maybe I should go with you guys to make sure you don’t get yourselves in trouble.”

“That’s the spirit!” I clapped my hands and smiled widely. Ursa Dip bit her lip and quickly looked down once her cheeks became red. “Me and Patrick left on some good terms so maybe I could aid in the event of you two getting caught.”

“We won’t get caught, let’s go!” Pacifica ran down the dirt road we’ve already been up and down so many times before, just not in this world. Not wanting to be left behind I grabbed Ursa Dips hand, who let out a small adorable squeak, and ran after Pacifica.