The Truth is out there: Book 1 Of the inside job/gravity falls universe

By

Neztro

Chapter 8: The Trial Of the Century

Notes:

Hello everyone, this is based on a piece of fan art where Reagan and adult Dipper hook up so I decided to write a whole story/universe around it… I may bring Mabel into the mix with Brett at a later date but first some ground rules. 1). Reagan is in her early thirties like the show and Dipper is 19, 2). it is going to be a slow burn type fanfic. 3). it's not gonna be perfect but imma try so if there are Any OOC moments just know I am improving as I go along.

P.S.:

I do plan on a future fanfic of writing mabel and Brett in a relationship in the same universe.

"oh don't bullshit me! We all know that you and Reagan are fucking!" Myc exclaims, pointing his tentacle at dipper.

"Wow! That is so unprofessional!" Dipper raised his hands.

"I mean… it is true… isn't it?" Gigi asked, applying some lipstick to her face.

"N-no! We're research colleagues and just friends." Dipper said, his face reddening at this line of questioning.

"Oh in that case, do you wanna go on a date with me?"

The entire table turned to gigi who just looked up confused. "What? He's got a cute face, a tiny frame, and a fuckable ass…"

"Oh my god… I knew it!" Myc chuckled.

"...you can judge me when you're fuck boy breaks up with you after you gave him prolapse. He should've known the rumors of black people and their members." Gigi said in an offended tone.

"i'm gonna pass."

"Hmm, you're loss." Gigi replied, looking herself in a hand mirror.

"on the subject of office relationships, you gotta tell me is reagan a freak in the sheets?" Andre asked, smiling that same stoner grin.

Dipper shrunk under the line of questioning.

"I also want to know that?" Dolph said, raising his finger.

Myc rung his hands together. "so, does Reagan fuck you in the ass or do you fuck her in the ass."

Dipper felt his blood rush and his face turn blood red "for the last time… me and reagan aren't dating!"

as if on cue the door opens to reveal reagan with more sleep bags under her eyes.

"woah, girl are you okay, those eyes are looking even more sunken and hollow then ever before." Gigi said, genuine concern clear on her face.

"long nights of love making with your young assistant aye reagan." Myc nudged andre who giggled at his friends joke.

"C'mon myc that's not cool." Dipper shook his head.

"guys, I'm fine, really. I've been focusing all my stress in this scream bag." reagan said holding a brown paper bag with a forced smile on her face. "also into this!" out of her back came four robot arms which grasped the table.

Everyone reacted to the arms in their own way. All of them were taken aback by what they saw. Except for dipper.

"reagan, those are so cool! Are they prototypes or are these the finished products?" Dipper said, exstatic.

"Thank you dipper, as a matter of fact these are close to being finished. I just have a few bugs to work out. When they are done they will increased by productivity by 600%. I can simultaneously file paper work, ignore my dad's text, and choke everybody who crosses me." each action was displayed by the arms.

"everyday you edge closer to being a super-villian." Myc said.

"reagan, is everything okay? I haven't seen you since I helped you unpack your dad's junk."

"Kinky." Myc and andre said in unison.

"i'm fine dipper, I just hate it when my dipshit parents get together. They always fight."

"Believe me I know, you're mom hit on me and gave me a copy of her book." Dipper rubbed the back of his neck.

"Just so you know, I don't have aspergers syndrome…"

"are you sure about that?" Myc once again added.

"do I need to get the spray again!" Reagan exclaimed, slamming her hands on the table.

"No no, we're cool." Myc relented.

"reagan, I don't think you should let your mom get to you. Even if you have aspergers you're still one of the smartest people on the planet I've ever seen."

"Oooh, you hear that, he just complimented reagan. So how long have you two been sucking face?" Andre asked, a gremlin like grin on his face.

Both reagan and Dipper's face reddened when he said this. They looked at each other and nodded their heads.

Reagan pressed a button and a needle comes down then injects andre.

"what was that!? Why am I feeling… normal."

"Oh that, it's another something that me and dipper came up with… it raises the immune system of the person who is injected with… meaning that you can't get high anymore or at least for the next 24 hours." Reagan replied, a cocky grin on her face.

Andre's eyes widened. "No, oh no!" he exclaimed.

Both reagan and dipper laughed as the faces of the other departments head twist in horror heads darting from the crying drug addicted doctor and the two laughing mad intellectuals who were pointing at him.

"Let's agree to never piss Reagan or Dipper off from this point on?" Gigi whispered to dolph who shook with fear.

"Agreed, I'm pretty sure they've been working on a machine which turns sonic energy against me… I'm kinda proud If I'm being honest." the dolphin man admitted.

The horrific scene was interrupted by the blaring of alarms.

"Oh what's this! A nucleur disaster?" Dolph asked covering his ears.

"worse! A pr disaster!" gigi pointed to the labeled alarms where the PR disaster button was going mad.

The screens in the room flashed to Show jr with a frantic look on his face. "attention team, we have a major problem."

"who'd you piss off this time Jr… molemen again, atlanteans… mushroom folk?" dipper shivered at the mention of the mushroom because he found out that they were straight just like myc when it came to sex… and also they found humans incredible attractive and desirable as partners… which led to some misunderstandings when he and reagan had to pretend to be together so the mushroom folk would stop asking.

"worse, I pissed off the reptoids!"

"Jr, you did what?" Reagan exclaimed grabbing her head.

"those guys control our funding right reagan?' Dipper whispered asking his friend what she thought.

"Yep, and jr made a joke at their expense… which means, sensitivity training." she said the word like it hurt coming out, a venom in her tone.

Dipper knew what reagan's relationship with Hr was like. They did not like her down there due to all the complaints in fact as part of dipper's orientation his gift bag came with HR whistle for when Reagan does a violation or makes him uncomfortable… standard issue is what they told him.

"You are correct! And I want all of you on your best behavior, we need to make this right, immediately!" He exclaimed.

The group groaned each and everyone even reagan and dipper. This meant one thing… they had to deal with mr. Mothman.

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"welcome to inhuman resources. I'm mr. Mothman, I'm a mothman." Mr. Mothman introduced himself making all the team save for brett groan. "let's talk about reptoids."

"this is total bullshit." Reagan whispered to dipper who nodded his head in agreement.

"I know, for the Hr department head, I don't feel comfortable around him." Dipper whispered back, watching as Mr. Mothman went through the dos and don'ts

"didn't you go on a date with his daugther?"

"Yeah, I did."

"so, don't keep me waiting… did you go all the way?" Reagan wore a shit eating grin on her face.

Dipper shivered as the memory of Rebecca mothman who was twice as tall as him and only one year older… she was very aggressive. "No,"

"So, uh, did you enjoy your date with her?"

"Honestly, it wasn't the worst but It could've been better."

A chuckle escaped Reagan's mouth.

"so when do we talk about the orgies?" Andre finally asked.

Everyone jeered at the korean doctor, save for Myc.

"what everyone knows that reptoids love orgies."

"well sign me up, I love sex and I am good at it." Myc cheered waving his tentacles around. "this is okay to say in here, right?"

Mr. Mothman sputtered and grabbed his head in confusion. "this is an HR Meeting!" he exclaimed.

"Andre, Myc, shut the hell up before I castrate you." Reagan shouted, nostrils flaring.

Dipper placed his hand on her shoulder. "Calm down Reagan, remember we're here for sensitivity training. Don't let them rile you."

"Yeah Reagan, listen to your boyfriend before your brand of crazy drives him into the arms of a reptoid sugar mommy." Myc laughed right in Reagan's face.

The woman turned her Gaze from the mushroom, her face darkening, she looked dejected.

Dipper meanwhile raised an eyebrow to reagan's reaction. His eyes hardened at the mocking Mushroom in front of him. "Hey, If I was dating reagan, then I'd never leave her for anyone… I'd love and cherish her for as long as we both shall live… so shut up myc before I get the spray again."

"Okay, jeez, I'm just having fun." Myc crossed his tentacles.

sniffled, pulling handkerchef. "that was beautiful, I've never seen someone so willing to stick up for her before… she has many HR violations on her docet, so you know she doesn't have a lot of friends."

Reagan didn't look up at Dipper but the boy saw the girl crack a small smile… a warm smile.

"did you really mean that?" She finally asked, her voice quiet like a mouse.

"of course, you'd make a great girlfriend and if any body says different then they don't know what they're talking about?" dipper raised his fist and grasped his his small bicep.

"No one's ever stuck up for me before… thank you." Reagan said, her eyes shimmering like stars.

"alright, time for the next part of our training. The reptoid custom of exchanging body heat through the use of a firm but non sexual hug." mothman explained.

The gropu rose from their chairs as brett took initiative hugging the other members of the team. Meanwhile dipper noticed that reagan was sweating bullets and mumbling to herself.

"are you okay Reagan?" He asked, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine." she said a forced smile on her face nodding vigorously as her eyes darted between dipper and the door.

"reagan you're next bring it in." Brett said holding his hands out.

"Okay, I'm gonna hug brett, with my body, like a normal person." Reagan froze in place and planted her feet.

As soon as brett was within arms reached, reagan struck out and punched the poor man in the face knocking him clean out.

Reagan breathed heavily as she took a couple steps back.

"what… was that?" Myc asked.

"Reagan?" Dipper asked reaching out to her.

She jerked her body toward him. Her muscles tense, fists clenched, and teeth gritted. There was a burning hatred in her eyes which when placed on dipper softened as she began to tear up.

"Shut up! I don't need your help! I don't need anyone!" Reagan fled the office covering her face as the tears began to fall.

"Oh my god, I knew she was a crazy bitch!" Myc exclaimed.

"I could've told you that… believe me I've seen her HR complaints."

"Shut up! All of you! How can you talk about her like that? There is something obviously wrong with her… she has to have some trauma or something. And all you do is make fun of her… despicable." Dipper ran after her but felt his shoulder be grabbed by JR.

"woah there tiger. I'm gonna need you to prepare a speech for the reptoid dinner."

"what why me?"

"Because you're the smartest member of our team besides reagan and she obviously can't be trusted to talk to the reptoids."

"i'll do it but first I need to talk with reagan."

"No time! We have to get you informed on reptoid culture for the next few hours… I know your a quick study but this will be especially difficult even with the time we have." Jr. Placed his arm over Dipper and lead him away from the HR office.

The boy thought of the outburst that His friend had displayed during the meeting and how much pain she must be in… I have to help her… she needs a friend.

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Dipper hated wearing a suit, especially one smeared with a thick reptoid colon that was very popular with the reptoid females.

"Why do I have to be the one meeting with the reptoid high commission." Dipper asked seated next to His boss… Jr.

"Because, you are the researcher and you are more sociable adept then Reagan. I need you dipper, do this for me and you'll see a nice bonus in your paycheck next week." Jr winked.

This guy only speaks in money and power. Dipper thought as the car came to a stop. He exited it being greeted by a reptoid chaffeur who nodded his head.

Dipper noticed Reagan standing outside the door.

"Jr. I'm here and ready for the reptoid galla."

"Good, just try not to clock someone. I need everyone on their best behavior, got it." he said threateningly.

Dipper noticed that Reagan was more browbeaten then before. "Hey, are you doing okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, flip a dip… why do you care?" She shot him finger guns and it didn't take a genius to know she was nervous.

"if you need to talk, I'll be there… I love you reagan." Dipper said not realizing the weight of what he said.

"y-you… love me? Ha! Good one dipper! You've been hanging out with myc and andre, haven't ya?" she said her movement tense.

"I do care for you Reagan and I worry about you." Dipper offered his hand. "wanna dance?"

Reagan turned her back to him. "I don't need you to help me dipper, I'm a genius and I can solve this on my own." she then ran away from dipper making the poor boy sad

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to help."

"forget her Dipper, we'll get you a nice reptoid girl… or several." Jr said, leaning into dipper. "you didn't hear this from me… but the rumors about reptoid orgies are 100% true they're all freaks… but if you become a consort of one of them, then your set for life."

"why are you so nice to me?" Dipper said, prying jr's arm off him.

The eccentric bossman returned his arm to it's place and pulled dipper closer. "because dipper, I see you like the son I never had. I feel like I can trust you, more so then anyone else… stick with me and it won't be long before you're where I am once I join the council of robes."

"but, what about Reagan?"

"who cares, Reagan is a good team leader for a sociably inept weirdo but she can't be trusted to run cognito… she's just like her father. Now come on there's someone who I'm dying for you to meet." Jr lead Dipper inside the college and immediately began rubbing elbows with the famous and powerful people of the world.

Dipper recognized a lot of them even a couple celebrities he had met in gravity falls… is that several timez. He knew those guys were weird but he didn't know they were reptoids… well clones of reptoids.

"Oh my god, is that you Jr." a familiar voice yelled from across the room. The figure of the icelandic pop sensation Babba strutted from the crowd walking toward him. She was dressed in a sparkly blue dress which showed her left leg which had fishnets and high heels.

She had the reptilian face of the reptoid race instead of her human feature.

"and who is this?" The reptoid looked dipper up and down.

"this is dipper, he's a big fan of your work. In fact, he sings your songs every chance he gets." Jr said, "how's about I leave you kids alone."

"That would be nice… it gets lonely at these gatherings every since my last lover found out I was a reptoid and killed himself." the hungry look in her eyes made dipper Uncomfortable.

"well, I'll leave you to it." Jr said before walking off he leans in and whispers to her. "I got her all warmed up for you tiger… time to bring it home." he elbowed dipper then returned to talking with the reptoids.

"N-nice to meet you ms. Babba." Dipper said, reaching out for a handshake.

Babba took his hand and began sniffing it. "I love your colon, Is that from the latest collection… I do love a man who can put on something nice for a reptoids nose, and please, call me babi all my friends do."

"okay babi, like Jr said I'm a big fan of your work, I've listened to your songs since I was kid, even sung a couple."

"I do so love meeting my fans." babi then lifted dipper's hand and twirled him pulling him into her embrace. "Tell me young man, have you considered being a reptoid love pet?"

"Uh, I'd prefer not."

A frown crossed Babba's lips. "Oh come now, I bet you'd demand a high price for any reptoid seeking the simple love and affection only a human could provide." she then leaned in and whispered in dippers ear. "I would be a good owner, you would want for nothing and I'd let you join in all the fun reptoid orgies."

"that's a very generous offer, but I couldn't possibly… I have duties to cognito inc." Dipper said sweating as he felt the reptoid's hot breath on his neck.

"Oh, just a little taste, I so love licking human perspiration." Babba ran her tongue up and down dippers neck lapping his sweat. "Now, how's about I offer Jr. Oh I'd say ten million united states dollars and in exchange, you come live with me… you'll love iceland, I promise it isn't icy at all and I've got a strap-on with your name on it… or at least it will when I've erased the previous lovers name until then your little ass will have to settle for my tongue and fingers. Of course you'll extend the same courtesy… I do love human genitals they feel so good when they're in me."

Dipper gulped and hoped for something… anything to get him away from Babba.

"Oh my god! The chancellor has been assualted! She ripped his arms clean off his body!" one of the reptoids shouted.

Dipper sighed in relief as babba released him then ran toward the sound of the commotion. "I don't want to be the person who assualted the chairman."

a lightbulb went on in dippers head. "Oh no, she didn't!"

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dipper watched the reptoid cop throw reagan into the cell. Once the guard left the boy walked to the front of the iron bars.

Reagan sat down on the bed her legs and arms crossed. A frown on her face, her gaze hardened. "go on, say it."

"I'm not here to berate you. You've had enough of that from Jr." Dipper said leaning against the bars, a hardened look on his face, his eyes peering into reagan.

"then why are you here?"

"Because I'm your friend, because I care, and because I'm scared that my best friend is going to be put in a black site prison because she can't ask for help!" dipper grew angerier with each word he said.

Reagan turned her head from him. "just go, I know I'm poison… no one can or should love me."

"that's bullshit! You know what reagan! You are off putting, scary, and generally unpleasent at times."

Reagan shook at each word that dipper said, she did not give a reponse as if knowing that what he said was true.

"but… you're also smart, hilarious, and though you don't take care of yourself as much as you should… I think you look extremely beautiful even on your worse day. So please, stop wallowing in self pity and let me help you."

Reagan rose from the bed. She then took a threatening strut toward him and then glared at the boy. "how can you help me?" She asked, her tone low.

"I will be your defense attorney and if you go down then so will I."

"why? Why go through all this trouble for me?" Reagan asked, her eyes going wild.

"because your my friend."

Reagan froze, her eyes widen. The inside of the prison was quiet for but a few moments. They were then interrupted by the sound of laughter… reagan's laugther.

"that's so dorky, you're not gonna make it far in our company with an attitude like that." she said wiping a tear from her eyes.

"the ceo lifestyle isn't for me anyway. I'm more of a hands-on type of worker… so will you let me help you?"

Reagan nodded her head. "Not like I have any better options."

Dipper smiled and sat with reagan.

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the trial of century was reaching it's crescendo as the last witness was brought in. Mister mothman's testimony was all the court needed. They were gonna convict reagan and she'd go to Jail. Dipper had tried his best but he had no lawyer training even in spite of that he was holding his own… if it wasn't for the fact that mr. Mothman's testimony won everyone over then they would be scott-free.

"face it dipper, our goose is cooked, I'm going to a black site prison." Reagan had already accepted defeat. "take care of the company for me."

"Hey, don't talk like that. We still have our closing statements. I promise you reagan I won't give up on you."

Reagan did not meet dippers eyes as she looked up at the judge who happened to be judge judy.

"I believe I have heard enough and am ready to pass senteancing." Judy slammed her gavel on her podium quieting the court.

Dipper's heart was racing, he was gonna lose his boss, his friend. All because he couldn't help her. If only a court room miracle happened.

The doors to the courtroom swung open and out of them came rand with a robot bear behind him. The robot had a bear's face and head with a round robot body and a mars rover belt for legs.

"I'm here, a father should never miss his daugthers senteancing." Rand said, beer in his hand.

"dad? What are you doing here?"

"I can't just leave you to face prison alone. I'm here to help."

"there is no helping! I tore off the chancellors arms all because I can't fucking hug!" Reagan exclaimed shocking everyone in the courtroom.

"Hello reagan It's me, bear-o… would you like a hug." bear-o rolled toward her and grasped her in a hug which dipper noticed gave reagan a mile long stare. For but a few moments more she was still until she pulled away and pointed her finger at rand.

"Oh my god… you never hugged me!"

"Eh, that mushy crap makes you soft. Look I gave you what you needed, I helped you… but I refuse to allow myself to be weakened by soft ideals as affection." He said it so coldly that everyone in the court room chattered panickingly.

Judge judy slammed her gavel silencing them. "Misses ridley. It is in this courts opinions that with this new evidence that your actions may not entirely be your fault but they're is still a need for punishment. I hereby senteance you to a court mandated group hug."

At that command all of the reptoids in the court ran to reagan and gave her a hug. Dipper froze and smiled watching her handle it okay.

Then it got weird as the reptoids began kissing and groping each other.

"Oh god it's an orgy thing… I'm out of here!" Reagan ran from the court.

Dipper ran after her. "Hey wait for me."

The two got in the same car and drove away from the college in silence. Though from what dipper has saw… he knew what he had to do…. He was going to help reagan or die trying.