Epilogue-
"Where in the multiverse do you think they went?"
"I don't know, Ford did not say."
"Do you think they'll ever come back?"
"Maybe one day."
"I hope so, I liked talking to Dipper."
"Me too my friend, me too."
Schmebulock got up off the log and waddled over to Bill, patted the triangle on its side and disappeared into the underbrush.
"Good-bye Dipper my friend, until we meet again." Bill kept his hand up and waited.
Above the ocean waves and into the morning sky rose the second of the two suns. With a promise of high adventure, a hot gentle breeze brought sweet fragrance from lands yet unexplored. There on a grassy cliff side high above the crashing waves, the breeze tussled their hair as Dipper and Pacifica held each other close. Behind them Ford leaned on Grace and smiled.
They were free.
The End …?