This is nowhere near as serious as you think it may be. Plus I can add this to my (extremely short) list of stories where I do not do something horrible to Dipper. I don't know how it always happens, it just does for some reason! It's like this freaky writer's curse or something!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls.
The unknown... So mysterious, so unsure, dangerous...
Dipper did not know quite how to define it as he sat there, chewing on a pen. The unknown, it just seemed to make up a large part of his life ever since he had come to Gravity Falls. It made him realize how few things truly were known, no matter how hard he tried, there would always be some sort of trick question out to get him.
There were so many questions, they all continued without an end, there was no stop to them. The questions left him wide awake at night, as he desperately tried to come up with the answer to his problems. There were just too many of them for Dipper to ever come to a defined idea on what the unknown could ever be. Not knowing scared him. No amount of preparation could save you from the unknown when it struck.
The unknown took on so many different forms, over twenty-six of them could be listed off the top of his head. Why did these questions choose to torment him so? Why was he the one plagued with all of the world's troubles? At least, it felt that way. There was no escape to the inquires, and so they continued to pile up. Unsolved, taunting. He was Dipper Pines, the greatest Mystery-Hunter there was! He had found real proof of the supernatural, documented it with his sister!
Dare he even count it as a positive, the triangle had said in not so many words that he could possibly be a force to be reckoned with if the circumstances were right. Dipper didn't exactly want an isosceles conundrum breathing down his neck (Although come to think of it, the triangle couldn't do that thanks to his lack of a mouth.) but it was sort of nice that he might be considered a kind of risk for whatever the triangle had planned.
Whatever... Another unknown. Dipper had no idea what the so called plans of the triangle were, but he knew that they were probably not good for anyone with in an inter-planetary distance. There was not much to be sure about either. Just the occasional hint that there might be something below the cryptic words. He couldn't exactly see the triangle without any unknowns as well...
"Mr. Pines! Are you even paying attention to your lesson?!" His teacher snarled.
Startled, Dipper tried to look like he was focusing on his seat work. All of his trigonometry questions had been doodled on though, and now several of the triangular models had been turned in to miniature Bill Ciphers. They all stared at him with that same stare, knowing so much more about the unknown than he ever would. Especially the unknown value of triangle BIL.
"Since you seem so in to your work Mr. Pines, can you tell me how to prove the area of triangle BIL through discovering congruencey with the angle sum of a triangle theorem and discovering the unknown values of side x? How would you prove the altitude of said triangle had a perpendicular bisector?"
The tween groaned, ignoring the laughter behind his back. Boy, he could not wait until it was summer again! At least the mysteries of Gravity Falls were solvable!
