This is a drawing of dipper's clothes it is draw by the person I adopted this story from. Also dipper is just 12 not a full grown man.
Dipper's POV:
When I woke up the ceiling still looked like to night sky, but the room was bright. Bill was nowhere to be seen so I just laid in bed and thought about what my life would be like from now on. After a bit of self reflection I got up and started to get ready. I went into the closet and stared at all the clothes. It took me a minute to decided when it was appropriate to wear what type of clothing. Dress clothes were for parties and formal occasions, fancy casual were for around the Fearamid and servant/slave duties, casual for if I'm left alone in my room, sweats and tee shirts for bed. I kinda have OCD, it's weird because I'm messy but everything has to stay where I put it and I rarely move anything from it's original spot. (That's actually me, plus my door always has to be closed. Don't ask why.)
I decided that I would be going around the Fearamid and getting accustomed to my surroundings again, that way I knew where to go if Bill asked me to do something. I picked out some clothes from the fancy casual section and put them on. Now I knew how they were fancy casual. I was wearing a white button-up shirt, a blue vest over it, black pants, and black shoes. (Like Bill's human outfit, but without the waist coat and blue/white.) The thing was they were all comfortable, not like pajama comfy but comfy enough, and they were probably made with cheaper materials. Plus there was a visible difference with the dress clothes just made them look fancier, but I don't know how.
After I was done getting ready I went back to my chair that I was in last night. I sat down and read a few more chapters from the same book for around a half hour. During that time the room got a little brighter, so I think I woke up around 7-ish in the morning. After concluding that I read enough for now, I marked my book and made my way out the door. While walking I rolled up my sleeves to my elbows and made the cuff look nice over the folds. The Fearamid was huge so I had no problem believing that my exploration would take almost the whole day. I walked down the hallway my room was in and checked in all the doors that opened. Some of the doors wouldn't open or my chain pulled me away from so I just left them alone and walked away, even if I was curious as to what they hid. One door led to an office that was probably as big as my bedroom, so I just glanced over it and left. I figured if I did a quick glance through all the rooms, except the important ones, then my 'tour' would be over sooner.
*time skip because there are to many rooms*
There were less rooms than I expected, which were in the hundreds and thousands, but they all made up for it in size. Apparently my room isn't as big or special as I thought, it was actually one of the medium sized rooms. I found the laundry room in the same hall as my room, probably because I'm the only one with laundry. I found living rooms and a ton of offices and even some bedrooms for those respected demons that surprisingly need sleep. I found a library 4 times as big as my room, I think it was the biggest room in the Fearamid. I made a mental note to come back here if I can't find something in my personal library. I found my way to the kitchen/bar where I helped myself to a meal that was human friendly (I hope). I didn't eat to much though, you never want to eat a lot before rigorous activity and you never know with Bill.
I even found a music room, which was not surprising at all. Ford had told us all about what happened with Bill at the tip of the pyramid, and it seems like Bill likes piano. I can't blame him, it is a beautiful instrument the will never go out of style and that I'm very familiar with. No one knows, probably not even Bill, but I have a very strong passion for piano. Before I came to Gravity Falls, I would always sneak to the music room of my school and teach myself how to play all the instruments. The one I was most talented and fond of was the piano, so that got more practice time than the others. I sat down on the bench and placed my hands at the positions they need to be for the start of my song. I then proceeded to play the Clair De Lune (play video), one of my personal favorites, nearly perfectly. I was a little rusty from two months without practice, I reminded myself to make time each night to practice one instrument.
