Chapter 1

Dipper Pines is a 21 year old university student in Los Angeles, California. He just started his 6th semester doing an Archaeology Major and Anthropology Minor. His sister Mabel is a well-known photographer doing a Bachelor's degree in that field. She is attending a college just an hour away from his. But they still live at the respective dorms of their institutions, since their parents live all across California.

One Friday evening, Mabel invited him to a famous club in LA near his university. She always said he needed to 'relax' and have fun for once in his life, especially before the exam season starts. He was quite introverted so parties and clubs weren't his thing (until he started drinking), but he decided to go anyway to see his sister again. As he arrived, around 10 p.m., there was quite a large queue in front of the club waiting to enter.

How am I supposed to get in there? he thought to himself. Thank God he saw a known face in that moment already waiting for him at the entrance.

"Dipper!" a tall blonde, with what seemed to be a very expensive blue dress, yelled out from behind the security guards standing in front of the doors.

"Pacifica?!" he yelled back as he passed the guards and jumped to hug her. "What are you doing in LA?" he smiled as he asked.

Pacifica Northwest had become a well-known fashion designer in the States, she lives in New York but they all still spend part of their summers in Gravity Falls.

"I was passing through LA and decided to visit Mabel over the weekend." She smiled back as she let the brunet go. "Come on she is waiting inside." Pacifica quickly pulled Dipper into the club, as they passed the doors they were blasted by music and lights.

"Holy shit…" he exclaimed as he watched the people on the dance floor one floor below them.

"Right?" Pacifica smiled. "Come on we have a table on the upper floor." She pulled him again by his wrist.

As he was being dragged, he couldn't help but notice the big chandelier hanging from the middle of the club.

"On the upp- isn't that the VIP section?" Dipper asked surprised.

"Well duh." She rolled her eyes. The guard in front of the VIP section immediately let them pass through.

He saw his sister sitting at a very fancy table already having a drink.

"Dipper!" she yelled up as she stood up to hug her brother.

"Well you seem to be in a good mood today," he remarked as they let go of each other.

"Pfft, I'm just happy you actually came!" she chirped as she sat down in the middle of the half-mooned bank, Pacifica sat down to her right and Dipper to her left around the round table. A waitress in a very tight black dress came immediately to serve them.

"Can I get you something else?"

"Another Cosmopolitan," Pacifica demanded snapping her fingers in her usual rude tone.

"Hmmm…" Mabel was thinking out loud. "I had a Long Island Iced tea… Give me a Strawberry Colada," she smiled.

"And you sir?"

"Just give me whatever strong fruity cocktail you have," Dipper exclaimed.

"Sure." The waitress winked and left the table.

The three of them exchanged stories about the past few months, they hadn't seen Pacifica since the summer and it was already mid-October. She did host them a great 21st birthday party, which Dipper could barely remember. He wasn't a lightweight, but he did have a little too much to drink that day…

As the waitress came, she placed the drinks as they ordered, a Cosmopolitan, a Strawberry Colada, and a yellow-orange cocktail. As the waitress left, Dipper was left puzzled.

"Did she just bring me a Sex on the Beach?" he asked confused.

Mabel laughed so hard she couldn't help but snort; Pacifica only face-palmed trying to hold her laugh.

"That's what you get when you let the waitress choose the cocktail," she sighed.

"Whatever… Almost nobody is in this area, so I can freely embarrass you both with my girly drink," he mocked as he took the first sip of it. "Shit this looks like Sex on the Beach but it has way more vodka than usual…" he coughed.

"And that's what you get for asking for a strong cocktail when you can't handle it," Pacifica face-palmed again.

"Well whatever… to us!" He raised his glass and the girls clunk theirs against it.

After a longer while of talking and a few more drinks, they were already getting tipsy, especially Dipper.

"So who wants to go to the dance floor?" Mabel smiled.

"Um… Ask Pacifica…" Dipper suggested.

"You two should go," Pacifica smiled. "I don't want to leave our things alone, and besides, Mabel and I already danced, now go." She shooed them from their seats.

"Wait what..?" Dipper said, confused. "Mabel you know how I dance there is no way I'll-"

She interrupted him, "I don't care you end up enjoying yourself every time! And as always I will drag you along with me." The brunette pulled Dipper by his wrist, who wasn't really resisting, he actually liked dancing but he was quite shy… dancing while sober would never cross his mind but he wasn't what you would call sober any longer. The twins descended two floors, standing in front of the dance floor. Through the strobe lights it was hard to even recognize the person next to you, but Mabel was still smiling in anticipation.

"Mabel you know I don't like dancing with strangers…" he said as they were standing right in front of the mob, which was already dancing waaay too close to each other.

"I know," she said in a slight annoyed tone. "That's why I'm here! Now come on." She smiled as she made a way for them to reach the center of the floor.

Mabel started to dance next to Dipper, punching him slightly on the shoulder so he would do the same. He shyly smiled as he started moving to the loud electronic music, after a while he really got into it. As the strobe lights were turned on again, he lost sight of Mabel. It wasn't a bad thing; it's not like they wouldn't find each other again in the VIP area, and he was already slightly drunk. He reached the point where dancing with strangers wouldn't bother him any longer.

He danced with a short-haired girl for a while… but after the girl turned to dance with someone else, Dipper sighed, kinda… disappointed in himself. Mabel was really nowhere in sight so he decided to head to the bar near the dance floor. It was faster than going two floors up.

He ordered three different shots and downed them one after another. After resting for a while, he ordered a beer. He was already starting to feel drunk, so he decided to stop at that and headed back to the dance floor with the last drink in his hand. As the party kept going, a few girls danced dangerously close to him. It's not like he didn't like it… but… he did have a bigger preference for guys than girls; not like he could ever tell anyone, not like he would tell Mabel to how many gay bars he had already been since they started the university… That thought made him shiver.

He had the bad habit of over thinking too much when he was drunk… as he wasn't paying attention, he was pushed by someone and landed on another guy behind him, pouring his drink all over the stranger who was wearing a hoodie indoors.

Dipper somehow managed to stay on his feet and immediately started apologizing, the last time he poured his drink on a drunk… well that didn't end well for him… He sank his head as he apologized.

The hooded stranger immediately took his yellow hoodie off as it was drenched in beer, revealing a tall and slender young man with tanned skin, slicked back yellow hair, and he was wearing a black shirt with an illuminati logo on it, but that was all he could see thanks to the strobe.

"Don't worry, such things happen…" the stranger replied with a deep voice as he bound his hoodie around his hips.

Dipper blushed as he lifted his head, looking at the stranger. Even if he had this ominous aura around him, he looked like an angel… or maybe he was just drunk as fuck.

"I…" Dipper couldn't bring out a word from his mouth as he stood straight and noticed he had to look up to the man who was at least 15 cm taller than him, well he barely scratched 170 so it wasn't hard to be taller than him. "I.. uh.. let me pay for a drink or something you know…"

"It's not your fault… but I won't refuse a free drink," the stranger smiled.

"Sure…" Dipper answered shyly as he slowly started pushing himself through the crowd, making a path for both of them to reach the bar. "Just order whatever you want," Dipper offered.

"You ain't drinking?" the stranger asked as he was about to order.

"I shouldn't…" Dipper said as he scratched the back of his head.

"Ok then two tequila shots," the stranger ordered.

"Two?" Dipper asked confused as the bartender poured their drinks.

"You said you shouldn't, not that you won't." The stranger pulled out some bills and exchanged them for the drinks, handing one to Dipper.

"Wait I was supposed to invite you!" Dipper said flustered.

The stranger smirked as he clanked his glass against Dipper's and downed the tequila without distorting his face.

"But…" Dipper sighed and blushed as he noticed this. He turned his face away from the stranger and started drinking his tequila; closing his eyes and drinking it in one go. "I'm sorry my cheeks tend to go red when I drink," the brunet explained as he turned back to his new acquaintance.

"That's normal Pinetree," the stranger laughed.

"Pine tree?" Dipper asked confused.

"Isn't that a Pinetree on your shirt?" The stranger pointed to Dipper's outfit.

"Oh right… I guess that's the illuminati logo?"

"Yep… Well then would you dance with me?" the stranger asked.

Dipper looked perplexed as the stranger asked him this question.

"Then I guess that's a no?" The blonde man raised his eyebrow.

"Wh…- No no no! I would love to I just didn't expect you asking!" Dipper explained.

"Then come on!" The stranger pulled him into the mob of people, straight into the center where they were before the beer spilling accident.

The blonde started to dance right away; Dipper slowly followed the rhythm of his partner. The dance floor was almost at its limits and there was barely any place to move. Dipper was pushed even closer to the stranger, as he was trying not to get hit by other people. As there was a small pause between songs, Dipper had to stop for a moment. He was starting to feel dizzy.

"Are you ok Pinetree?" the stranger asked.

"Yeah just… dizzy nothing to worry… I never dance," he said as he regained his composure.

"You can hold onto me when you ain't feeling well," the stranger remarked as he took Dipper's hands and placed them around his neck.

"What am I supposed to call you?" Dipper asked. "I can't go for illuminati dude, it doesn't sound as cool as Pinetree." Dipper chuckled at his bad pun, but well, anything seemed funny to him in that moment.

"Cipher," the tall man answered as the music started playing again and he started moving with Dipper holding onto him.

"For real..?" Dipper asked as he started moving with him.

"Not kidding." The stranger laughed as he started moving rather close and sensual against Dipper.

I'm getting hard … shit… don't fuck it up… Dipper thought to himself as the stranger rubbed his crotch against his, probably on accident while dancing so close.

"Hey… you are turning red, you ain't going to puke right?" the taller man asked as he looked at Dipper.

"No…" Dipper said embarrassed, trying to do his best to keep his… problem down.

"Then is it because of me?" the stranger smirked as he leaned in to lick Dipper's ear, placing his leg between Dipper's thighs.

Dipper couldn't help but gasp as shivers were sent down his spine. "Wait…-"

"Just enjoy it, nobody is watching in this mess," the blonde whispered with his deep voice into Dipper's ear. He slowly moved further down, starting to nibble on Dipper's neck.

Dipper couldn't help but dance sensually against the stranger, slightly rubbing their crotches on 'accident' as they kept dancing. He knew the blonde man probably already noticed him being half hard, but he didn't care… he started this, he knows exactly what he is doing…I might as well enjoy it… Dipper thought to himself as the blonde man raised himself from the neck of the brunet. He licked his own lips before he pressed them against Dipper's, slowly sliding his tongue into Dipper's mouth, slowly tangling with Dipper's tongue, feeling every inch of it… as they were making out, suddenly the music was turned off and the lights were turned on making them… and, well, everybody else, separate from each other.

"There he is! Middle of the dance floor! Yellow hair black shirt! I told you I saw him!" a security guard exclaimed into his walkie-talkie.

"Aww… they saw me… next time I need to bring a second hoodie…" the blonde exclaimed, more bummed than worried. "I will see you around" he winked as he ran into the middle of the crowd, disappearing, from the guards.

"Lost sight of him!" a security yelled into his walkie.

Dipper was left perplexed, unknowing of what just happened. He heard the people murmur around him.

"Was that Lucifer?" he heard a blonde next to him say…

"Did you see his face?!" a brunette started to ask her friend next to her.

"NO! The strobe was on the whole time!"

"Omg… The fallen angel was dancing here tonight! Aaahhh I need to post this on Twitter!"

Suddenly a voice came from the speakers and the chandelier above them started to dangle.

"Ladies and gentlemen! It was an honor to party again with you tonight!" The blonde man who was with Dipper a few seconds ago was suddenly on the top of the chandelier speaking into a microphone. He was wearing a mask and had his hood back on but Dipper knew exactly that it was the guy who he just made out with…

Everyone started cheering from the dance floor, and pretty much all the other floors.

"I'm so sorry to leave you all so early, but the guards don't want me here."

The crowd awwwwed.

"But believe me when I say… I will be sure to host a never ending party again!" He laughed as he snapped his fingers and the lights went out. After a few seconds, they were back on and he was gone…

There was quite an uproar and everything took time to get into place again, but in the end, the party kept rolling.

Dipper headed back to the VIP area as he didn't understand what the fuck just happened. Mabel was already back there with Pacifica.

"Bro-bro did you see that! Lucifer was here!" she cheered.

"Mabel I've no idea what just happened, mind explaining?" he asked confused as he sat down next to the girls.

"Wait you are telling me you never heard about Lucifer?" Pacifica was astonished.

"The guy that put up a show right now? No, why?" Dipper replied.

Mabel sighed "You live like almost next to this place… You live under a rock Dipper. Well whatever… nobody knows who he really is, apparently some rich guy from the area, he is well known for hosting immense parties but he always wears a mask so… nobody really knows who he is and nobody knows his name so people started calling him Lucifer after the incident.

"Incident?" Dipper was curious.

"Well… to keep it short… he hosted a major party in here a year ago… he called it the never ending party, it went on for almost three days… apparently one hell of a party, literally, the place burned down on the last day, or more like he burned it down… There was some kind of fight and he started setting the place on fire, it was engulfed in blue flames, nobody was hurt so everybody assumed it was a show until the place really burned down… but oh well now he is a well-known figure around here, I don't know… just ask someone from your university they oughta know more" she yawned.

So I just kissed a lunatic… great, Dipper... GG WP.

So... Hi^^ For all the new readers my name is Rin~ I'm currently in the Gravity Falls hell, I hope you will enjoy your journey through it with me.