The Truth is out there: Book 1 Of the inside job/gravity falls universe
By
Neztro
Chapter 10: Dating is hard.
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.
"Another!" Reagan exclaimed throwing her fifth tub of ben and jerry's against the wall of her apartment hitting with a clatter and landing near the other four tubs.
Dipper reaches into a cooler and pulls out the last tub of ben and jerry's "here you go reagan."
Reagan snatches it, pops it open, and digs in.
"Are you doing okay?" Dipper asked, ever since the team revealed they were betting on reagan's dating life she has been aggressively trying to find a boyfriend.
"I'm fine!" she growled her mouth full if ice cream. Once she was finished she reached out her hand "Another!"
"we don't have anymore, I'm sorry. Do you want me to get more."
"ergh, why does finding a boyfriend have to be so hard?" She asked, rubbing her temples "and do ice cream headaches hurt so much!?"
"reagan you just have to keep putting yourself out there. I'm sure you'll yourself a prince charming who can treat you like you deserve and don't seattle for less." Dipper watched her blush as he said that.
"I'm never gonna find anyone, even if I get a match then I just mess it up because I'm weird. Ugh."
A lightbulb went off in dippers head and he smiled. "Reagan, I know someone who can help." he said reaching for his phone.
"you don't mean?" Reagan asked, dreading who was on the other line.
"I do, hey mabel." Dipper talked on the phone for a few minutes and finished the conversation. "she'll be here in one hour… so let's make ourselves look presentable."
"Do I have too?" Reagan groaned.
"do you want to prove our coworkers wrong?" Dipper raised an eyebrow.
"ugh, Fine! But you have to suffer with me… best friend duties and all that." Reagan said expecting dipper to argue but instead the boy only smiled.
"deal." he said, leading reagan to his apartment.
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the door bell rung loudly alerting the two scientists that their teacher was here.
Dipper walked up to the door and opened it. He was dressed in a blank black shirt with white pants and black shoes.
Reagan meanwhile was dressed in a red dress with high heels and a windbreaker jacket.
Dipper opened the door to reveal that mabel had her war suit on. She only dressed like this on two occassions… dates and matchmaking. She had on a full black dress which reached her legs that were wrapped in high heeled boots, she wore sunglasses and held a ruler in her hand.
"I hear that you require my special services." Mabel said, lowering her sun glasses.
"Not me specificly, reagan has been putting herself out there in order to get a boyfriend and has been having a lot of trouble. So I figured who better to help her then the match making queen of summer."
Mabel shook her head playfully. "you always know how to butter me up… alright I'll help your friend, help me get the desks." She said barging into his apartment looking reagan up and down.
Dipper rolled his eyes and exited the house to mabels car which had a trailer attached to it. The trailer was white with red hearts and bold letters in pink that red 'mabel pines, matchmaking queen.'
the boy opened the trailer and picked up the first desk carrying it up the stairs to his apartment by the time he placed it down in the spot mabel indicated he overheard a conversation between her and reagan.
"so how many kids are you looking to have?" The pines girl asked, slapping her ruler on her hand.
"I don't currently plan to have children… maybe at a later date I'd be willing to have one." Reagan replied, dipper knew that she was uncomfortable about this. He shook his head and chuckled. Mabel always knew what to ask to make things uncomfortable.
But despite that he knew that she had perfected the art of matchmaking since they spent that first summer in gravity falls. It was her who sent up thompson and wendy, tyler cutebiker and toby determined, and unsurprisingly officers blubs and durland… their wedding was one of the best dipper had ever seen.
The point being is mabel had never gotten out of her meddling ways and has instead mastered them.
"dipper, don't forget to bring in the chalk board." Mabel called and dipper rolled his eyes.
Still as bossy as ever. Some things don't change. He then went to grab the next desk and bring it in. He places it next to the first desk and makes sure they are at least 3 feet apart.
The boy sighed, "next the chalkboard."
he walked down the steps then looked at a tall chalk board and groaned. Did she have to bring the big one. He knew this was going to be strenuous to say the least. Uhe grabbed the chalkboardtrying to bring it up the stairs.
He stopped halfway through panting out of breath. "Oh god, I'm out of shape. I really need to go to the gym with brett, more often."
A tap on dipper's shoulder caught his attention and the boy turned his head toward reagan who half smiled.
"you're sister said you were taking too long and asked me to help." she said sweetly.
Dipper smiled and stepped aside. "I bet she did."
the two worked together and got the chalkboard inside the house.
"damn this thing weighs a ton. How much you wanna bet this is her light chalkboard?" Reagan teased helping dipper place the staff in front o the desks.
"trust me, be glad that you haven't had to help her bring in her musical equipment."
"Musical equipment? Why does she need that?"
"One of her courses in the matchmaking program is dual karaoke." Dipper said taking his seat at the desk.
Reagan did the same and chuckled. "well I'm glad that isn't part of it, I suck at karaoke."
"Don't be so hard on yourself, I've seen way worse, and when we sing together u sound so much better when your sober." Dipper admitted, both him and reagan smiled as they looked into each others eyes.
A clearing of the throat interrupted the two coworkers mirth. They turned their head to the source to see mabel with a mischievous grin on her face.
"am I interrupting something?" She asked, looking at the two teasingly.
Both the researchers blushed under her taunting gaze.
"No!" they said, looking away from each other.
Mabel nodded and then began writing her name on the board. "I am Miss. Pines, welcome to matchmaking 101."
"more like match faking since she has never had a serious boyfriend." Reagan whispered to dipper who chuckled.
"I heard that reagan… now I want you to write on the board 'i'm a beautiful princess in need of a prince five times."
"what!? I'm not doing that."
"Do you want to find a man who can love and appreciate you?" Mabel raised an eyebrow.
Reagan sighed and walked up to the board. She began scratching on the board making the name.
Once she was finished she returned to her seat and grumbled to herself. She looked back at dipper who was smiling. "not a word dipstick… or I'll rip your tongue out." she growled.
"kinky…" dipper replied making reagan blush.
"s-shut up." She replied. "smart ass."
Mabel looked back and smiled.
"now we're gonna do an excerise called expectation curving. Dipper! Come up here and write down what your ideal woman is like." Mabel stuck out the chalk.
Dipper did as was told then began to think as he stood in front of the board. "let's see, I'd want her to be smart, a little older then me because I have a type, and I'd love for her to not be needy." he wrote the needs down on the board.
Mabel nodded her head and then turned to reagan. "your turn."
reagan gulped as she walked up when she passed dipper. He whispered to her. "good luck reagan."
These words filled the scientist with confidence as she wrote down what she wanted in an ideal man. "like dipper I want my partner to be smart, hard working, I don't want to waste my time on someone who doesn't appreciate me enough not to cheat, and I need him to be willing to help me with my house work." reagan wrote down the list and returned to her seat with a cocky strut.
"alright, now we are gonna have both of you rate off the traits you like most about the other and what you least like. Dipper."
the boy rolled his eyes, he knew what mabel was doing but he also knew she could be quite insistent. "Well to start with, reagan is the smartest person I've ever met, bar none, she's a bombshell even when she puts in minimal effort in her appearance, and even though she can be grouchy I can't help but feel like she is adorable when she sings and tries to cut loose."
Reagan began to glow beet red and hide her face from dipper who was looking mabel in eyes as she expected from a student.
Mabel meanwhile noticed that reagan was blushing and snickered. "and reagan, what do you to say about dipper?"
"well, he's definetly smart and has a good work ethic, even though I believe he is a little too naive I know he is loyal to his cause. I also note that whenever I come here his apartment looks well maintained and he has helped me with house cleaning… so he's okay I guess."
"whelp, that's it for today's lesson, reagan I need to talk with dipper alone… okay." mabel clapped her hands together and smiled.
"Okay, whatever, I guess this helped…" reagan left the house with her arms crossed. She turned her head to dipper and smiled. "Bye dipstick see you at work in the morning."
"Yeah bye rea-jay," dipper replied.
"Is that my nickname?"
"do you like it?"
"Yeah." reagan exited the house and closed the door Leaving dipper stupified as he watched her leave.
"so dipper, Reagan's kinda cute, right?" Mabel asked standing over dipper.
"yeah… I mean she's okay for a woman who is my boss."
"Dipper, have you told her how you feel?"
"what do you mean by that?" dipper slitted his eyes at mabel.
"you know the answer… you're in love with reagan!" She exclaimed.
Dipper jumped and placed his hand on her mouth closing it. "Mabel, she is right next door. I don't need her thinking I'm trying to date her."
A wet sensation on dippers palm indicated that mabel had just licked his hand.
"ew! I thought you grew out of this!" He exclaimed wiping his hand on his shirt.
"listen bro, you have to tell her how you feel."
"i'm not in love with reagan!"
"uh huh, you flirt with her, have great chemistry, have so much in common, and you even have nicknames for each other… face it bro she's your perfect match." Mabel said.
Dipper froze, he knew that mabel's logic was sound but he couldn't risk ruining this relationship with reagn by being more then friends.
"I-i Can't… because my publishing company has a no work place romances policy." dipper lied. He knew that jr. Loved to date his coworkers and he was currently angling a atlantean on staff for a date.
"hmm, maybe you could date her on the sly… you know a secret love… like romeo and juliet." mabel had stars in her eyes thinking of her brother in a forbidden romance.
Dipper meanwhile felt his stomach turn. He knew that reagan was far from homely and she had a great personality but he didn't think he could date her even if he did, she'd never be interested in someone whose almost half her age.
"mabel, please, for the love of god, drop it." Dipper said rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Okay."
"really" Dipper wasn't expecting that but he would take it. If mabel could leave him alone then that would be a genuine boon.
"yeah, I know when I'm not wanted in a circumstance. I learned when to pull back when it came to match making. I promise, no meddling."
Dipper raised an eyebrow. Mabel had given in far too easily… she was planning something. "Mabel, I swear if you do any of your hare brained schemes to get me and reagan together then I'm posting those embracing photo's of you with braces… everywhere."
A frown crossed mabels face. "you don't play fair dipper pines."
"I learned from the best… now I need to get ready I have meeting with Jr… he needs my help on… sales projections for my next book… yeah." actually jr needed dipper to do a bit of schoomzing with an atlantean embassy member who wanted to meet the boy who helped defeat a queen kraken… which could be bad or good depending on if the atlantean was married.
"Okay, okay." Mabel left the house then looked at reagan's house and a smile on his face. "if dipper won't play ball then I should try a feminine apporach… it is the 21st century and that means girls can make the first move."
Mabel sauntered up to the house and knocked on the door… no answer.
She did so again and hear a clanging of cans hitting the floor.
A third knock. "good damn it! I hear you! I swear if your not the pizza man I'm gonna have you deported to argentina." Mabel saw an older gentlemen dressed in a hawaiin shirt and shorts he looks down at her. "Please tell me you're not my daugther from one of passing flings during the 70's?"
"Uh no, I'm a dipper's sister, and you must be reagans father."
"Unfortunately, what do you want?" the man asked taking a swig from a flask.
"look, I know you're gonna think it's weird but… I was gonna ask your daugther if she wanted to ask dipper out on a date." Mabel sighed in defeat.
"reagan? Asking dipstick on a date… ha ha ah ha!" he laughed which irritated the woman but she decided to let him finish. "the sun will explode before those two admit how they really feel… ha ha."
"so it's hopeless?"
"Maybe… maybe not. Come inside." The man said letting mabel in. She looked around and saw the house was a pigsty.
"down here in the basement is where you'll find what you need." The man opened the door and revealed a dark basement below. "after you."
"you first." Mabel gulped, she didn't trust this old man and she had run the battery out on her phone watching cat videos.
The man shrugged his shoulders. "okay." he said walking down and after he reached the bottom he looked up and waved mabel down. "you coming?"
Mabel gulped then began muttering to herself. "your okay, your fine, he isn't gonna kill you, your okay, your fine, he isn't gonna kill you."
she followed the man down to the cramped basement and saw in front of her a giant machine that looked like a 3d printer but bigger.
She followed the man as he reached the machine.
"here it is, this little baby can be used to make robot duplicates of people… complete with personality shifters… and the works."
"where did you get this?"
"I built it! I'm a bit of a world class inventor." He said dusting off his knuckles.
"right…" Mabel said not believing it. "how does it work."
"Simple, I already have reagan loaded up and here you go… just put the personality to what you want then press the big red button."
Mabel nodded her head then walked to the machine. "Thank you mr…"
"Rand sweetheart, and don't mention it. I do believe this good deed has earned me a nice trip to the liqueur store." he said going up the stairs and leaving the room.
Mabel looked at the controls and noticed the personality shifters were average except for smarts which was super high and confidence which was kinda low. "that won't do, dipper needs to know how to talk with confident woman."
Mabel moves the slider up to max and decides to do the same to all of them. Believing that seeing reagan at her best will help dipper adjust to her at her worse.
"here goes." she said pressing the button.
The machine kicked on with a whirring sound as the lights began to etch out a endoskeleton and after a few more minutes began to sympathize real flesh.
"dad, I forgot my thermo's, you better not have drunk it all." reagan's voice called from the open door. "are you in the basement." she asked.
Mabel heard reagan come down as the robot was half finished.
Reagan came down in front of the girl glaring at her. "Mabel? What are you doing in my house!? Is that my dad's robot duplication machine!?" she exclaimed running to mabel and pushing past.
"Oh no, you gave the robot perfect scores in everything. Do you have any idea what would happen if I had no self doubt… I have to abort this." Reagan began pressing buttons and as she was about to hit the abort button she felt her throat get grabbed.
"Hello reagan." the duplicate said in a voice matching reagans. The robot thre reagan into the wall knocking her out.
Mabel screamed and tried to run but as she reached the stairs the robot grabbed her and pinned the girl to the ground.
"aren't you proud of your creation, mabel… now be a dear and give me dippers number before I break your neck." The robot put pressure on mabel's throat to further her point.
"if you kill me then dipper will never forgive you."
"robot duplication machine." Is all she had to say for mabel to give up. "Okay, here's the number."
the robot smiled "good girl."
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dipper drove through his neighborhood he was given the rest of the day off due to the meeting going along swimmingly. The atlantean was an academic type and they loved talking with dipper about the different cryptids of the world.
Dippers phone rang with reagan's special ringtone which was disco girl. "Hey reagan what's up?"
the sound of sniffling and sobs on the other end raised dippers alarms.
"D-dipper…" reagan's voice came on the other end she sounded scared.
"Reagan, what's wrong?"
"I-I was with this guy on a date and tried to use your sisters advice then… then… he tried to r-rape me! I ran away and I'm s-scared!"
"I'm on my way, I just got off work, I'll be right there." dipper hung up the phone and sped toward his house.
Poor reagan, I can't imagine what she's going through.
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a click of the cell phone echoed through the basement. A smug grin shown on robot reagan as she turned her head toward the two captives. They were bound with a gag in their in their mom.
"and just like that dipper is on his way." the robot said taking a couple steps toward her captives and tearing off their gags.
"why are you doing this?" Reagan asked, finding it hard to breath.
Reagan frowned then turned from reagan. "Because… I'm you. I want what you want, rand put your personality in this machine and in doing so I am your perfect double."
"But why dipper? He's my friend, not my crush."
Robot reagan tilted her head as she looked at her human double. "interesting, you don't know, do you?"
"know what?"
"You love dipper, you're just in denial. Which works out fine for me."
"you'll never get away with this you robot freak! My brother will know you're not really reagan." Mabel exclaimed struggling against her binding.
A swift kick to her side knocked the wind out of the pines girl. "I'll deal with you later, mabel. For now I need to prepare myself for dipper."
"stop, you could hurt him."
"You think I can't control myself. I'm your perfect double… I know my limits and how to get what I want in the most efficient way possible." a burr in her pocket caught reagans attention. She reached into it and pulled out a phone. She looked at it and smiled. "ah, dippers bringing ice cream… he's so sweet. Too bad you didn't jump on him when you had the chance reagan… he really is your perfect match… or should I say my perfect match."
The robot left the screaming pair to their own devices then ran upstairs. She started by getting dressed in a red dress with black jacket. She then quickly applied make-up. "tear ducts on." she commanded and the mascara began to run down her face as she twisted and contorted to look like she had been crying.
The door bell rang catching robot reagan's attention. She sped toward it, mussing up her hair to complete her look.
She began to quiver then slid the door open to peak out. "H-hello?" she said in a timid voice. Looking up to see dipper who wore a sympathethic look on his face.
"Reagan, Ir's me dipper. How are you doing?"
Robot reagan swung the door open and latched onto dipper holding him close. She sniffled a little to sell the act.
"There there, it's going to be okay." he comforted lightly tapping her back. "look at you, you're a wreck, let me clean you." he said.
Dipper reached into his pocket and pulled out an embroidered hankey that Jr. Had given him as he began to wipe the running mascara off reagan's face. She let him do it but she flinched and quivered at his touch.
"there all better." he said after finishing.
"M-men are g-garbage…" she said in a quivering tone of voice.
"Not all men. I know two who specialize in making sad women feel better." dipper said holding something behind his back.
"B-ben and J-jerry?"
"Ben and jerry." Dipper affirmed showing her a tub of ice cream. "May I come in?"
Robot reagan smiled and moved out of his way. "Yeah,"
dipper followed robot reagan to the table where he proceeded to sit down and talk.
"i'm sorry for being a burden." reagan said, about to cry again.
"Nonsense, reagan you were assualted and we're best friends I would come to help you whenever and whereever you need me."dipper said opening the tub and grabbing a spoon. "Now open wide, here comes the plane."
Reagan chuckled, it was cute how he wanted to take care of her after believing that she had a traumatic experience. "Aaahhh," she said opening her mouth letting dipper put a spoon full of strawberry ice cream in her mouth. She hummed in delight.
"good isn't it?" Dipper said chuckling.
"Yeah, almost as good as you." Reagan moved her hand over dippers, entwining her fingers in his then lightly pulling it to cup her face.
"Hey, wanna grab a drink, on me… I kinda need a designated driver."
"Sure, anything for you." dipper blushed at reagans outward show of affection.
Reagan smiled and took dippers hand refusing to let go as they exited the building her sensors could pick up the screaming of those in the basement… luckily dipper couldn't hear them.
I'll take care of them… after I take dippers virginity.
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"Dipper! She's not really reagan! Help us!" Mabel yelled at the top of her lungs irritating Reagan further.
"He can't hear you. What part of sound proof walls don't you understand?" she growled struggling against her bindings, luckily reagan had managed to sneak a hand mirror in her pocket and she was trying to break it to grab a shard.
"why do you have sound proof walls? What could an editor need them for?" she asked also trying to fight her bindings.
"I rent it out to garage bands for extra cash," she lied, knowing that mabel was unaware of her and dippers secret job.
Both of them fought to release themselves.
"we have to hurry, dipper's in danger… we have to get out!" Mabel screamed.
"I know! What were you thinking using a machine to make a robot duplicate of me? Why would you do that?"
"Because you and dipper deserve to be happy!"
Reagan froze, she did this for her, why.
"I know you're lonely, so is dipper. He won't admit it but I know since gravity falls he hasn't fully gotten over his first major heartbreak. He never found a girlfriend he could connect with… heck, he brought soos as his plus one to wendy's wedding… and soos was already invited. Dipper is like you reagan, he doesn't have many people he can count on and I know you could make him happy… he could do the same for you… because you're both lonely. I just wanted to help my brother."
Reagan found the mirror and broke it then cut the ropes meanwhile letting her thoughts wander to what mabel said. "your right, me and dipper are lonely… but we don't need to date each other to solve it. Dipper's smart and heck I'd say he has real potential, that's coming from the youngest graduate of MIT… I want dipper to develop his gift and become a genius like me… in order to do that he needs support not a girlfriend."
Mabel nodded. "and are you okay with that."
A smile crossed reagans lips the thought of her and dipper sitting on a deserted island with those brightly colored umbrella drinks in their hands and dressed in as little as possible… she shook her head. Now's not the time besides dippers younger then you and more handsome… he'd want someone a little… fresher and prettier.
"yeah, I am." Reagan replied disappointed.
Mabel noticed this and shook her head. "you know I think dipper has a type… older women, he loved wendy geniunely but it could never work out… but he has a chance with you and maybe you have a chance with him."
reagan wasn't listening she cut her bindings and ripped the ropes off. She walked up to mabel and did the same. "we can discuss my dating life after your brother is out of danger."
mabel after being free stretched. Reagan reached into her compartment and handed mabel a hand gun that shot out a laser blast where as she grabbed her usual gun that shot a line.
"wow I've never seen these guns before… where did you get them."
"the publishing company's parent company has a subsidaries that's a weapons manufacturer these are failed prototypes." reagan explained rushing up the stairs followed by mabel.
The two kicked open the basement door to reveal an empty living room. "damn it, they're not here."
"where could they have gone?" Mabel asked looking around.
A ring tone began playing the song the bitch is back by elton john which reagan knew was her ringtone on her dads phone. She dove between the coach cushions and pulled it out to reveal that robot reagan texted her father with her phone.
"it says she took dipper to the bar and that he should stay out of the house for the rest of today because she is gonna… oh no! We have to rush to the bar right now!" reagan grabbed mabels hand and ran to her car and noticed that dipper drove his. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"what is she gonna do to dipper?"
"well let's just say if we don't make it in time. Your brother's first time will be with a robot."
Mabel gasped as they sat in the car and sped down the highway.
"we're coming dipper!" they both exclaimed.
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dipper was laughing his ass off. Reagan had told another zinger about the bartender and his dour attitude. Dipper had to admit he was having a great time with her. She swigged down another drink then laughed her chest heaving up and down as she enjoyed her drink.
"Now you dipstick, how many girls have you kissed?"
"ah c'mon reagan, that's embarrassing." Dipper rubbed the back of his neck. Reagan had been a lot more forward today. He guessed that it was the booze talking. She had taken over ten drinks.
"I told you about the time those girls took my clothes while I was in the gym showers. Please, pretty please." Reagan pouted and gave Dipper puppy dogs, her lip quivering.
"okay, you've guilt tripped me… zero."
"Pfft, seriously, not a single one?" Reagan leaned closer and returned her hand to cover dippers. Entwining her fingers. She looked lustfully in his eyes.
Dipper flushed tried to pull his hand away but felt reagan's grasp tighten. "I-i I'm not the type of guy to kiss just any girl."
"maybe you haven't found the right one… I… need another drink. Bartender! Scotch! For the both of us." reagan ordered ringing the bell.
"is he twenty one?" The bartender grumbled, reaching his hand out for an id.
"actually I'm–" a hand came over dippers mouth… reagans hand.
"He looks young for his age… here is his id… and keep the change." she said holding out a hundred dollar bill.
The bartender nodded his head. "Two scotchs coming up and if the cops ask you didn't get It from me? understand."
"Crystal clear." reagan saluted.
Dipper tapped her shoulder. "Reagan what are you doing? I've told you before that I'm not comfortable drinking."
"it's just one scotch you big baby… it won't kill you." She said in a seductive tone her hand still holding his tightly.
"I can't, it's illegal."
Reagan began crying, she grabbed onto dipper pulled herself into his shoulder. "Please, please, I know I'm a drunken mess but don't leave me… I just want to share a drink with you and you despise me…" she sobbed drawing the attention of the bar attendents.
The drinks came and the bartender looked from the two. "Are you gonna be okay miss?"
"Reagan, please stop crying… I'll drink okay." Dipper looked at the disapprovin stares from the people around him. He grabbed the scotch and with a shaky hand took a swig. "see it's all gone, I'd never leave you. That assualt must have really hurt you. I'll never leave."
Reagan instantly perked up and straightened herself a little too quickly then took a swig of her scotch. "Wooo! I feel alive! Hey, hey dipper, take me to the bathroom… I want to show you how to make a girl scream like hell…"
"reagan! I couldn't possibly… we're friends." dipper lightly pushed reagan away as she pushed her body against his he could feel the heat coming off her.
She pulled him close and looked him in the eye then smiled. "c'mon dipper, I know that you act like such a beta male but you have an alpha's dick! Don't you, I know you were self conscious about it when you turned 15 and found your little dipper had grown to be six inches while flacid… you're hung like a horse and the big guys so lonely… let me give you and him some relief."
"you're not reagan." was all dipper said, she would never act like this.
The robot frowned then glared at him. "what gave me away. Being open with what I want, or was it the fact that I don't play with your emotions or is because I actually have the will to take what I want…"
"Let go of me, you freak!" dipper tried to pull away but was pulled into robot reagan's chest she held him in a tight hug.
The crowd around the bar looked at reagan with distress clear on their face.
"sorry about him, he's had too much to drink. I'll take him outside."
Reagan carried dipper out of the house and pulled him out to the alleyway flingin him so that he was cornered.
"Now look, I may not be the real reagan but I can love you more then she can… understand."
"I Don't care, you'll never replace reagan. Now let me go!"
"Urgh!" the robot punched the wall making a huge crack. "why! Why can't you love me! I would do anything, be anything for you… and you want her… well I'm not accepting that. That's why I have a little insurance policy."
"what are you talking about?"
"reagan doesn't have your number, she always sends you emails… because she thinks it's less personal… gah. So who do you think gave me your number?"
"Mabel." Dipper said under his breath.
"Bingo got it on your first try I knew you were smart. Now you can either make a big fuss and your precious twin goes missing… or we can go back in the bar, have a shit ton of drinks, and then I blow your fucking mind by committing every sex act imaginable that your comfortable with… so do we have a deal or should I go ahead and rip your sisters arm off."
a blast from behind robot reagan took her pointing arm off as she looked in shock and screamed.
"get away from him you robo bitch!" Reagan exclaimed firing again hitting the robot dead center killing her.
"dipper! Are you okay bro I'm so sorry!" Mabel exclaimed going up to her brother hugging her.
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After explaining the situation and handing dipper some coffee while reagan drank beer dipper understood.
"so, how bad was it?"
"how bad was what?"
"don't make me beg… how bad was it to date me?" Reagan asked looking at the robotic corspe of her double.
"Actually… it was kinda fun. Besides the gas lighting and her trying to force herself on me… I had a fun time and I bet if I dated you then I'd have just as much fun without the attempted rape."
Reagan smiled as she and dipper locked eyes.
"so wanna go watch the new jason bourne movie this weekend?"
"as friends?" Reagan asked confused.
"of course, it's hard to believe he actually existed and we killed him."
"Yeah," reagan played with her hair and chuckled.
Meanwhile mabel looked on to the two egg heads and smiled knowing that when the time comes reagan and dipper will admit how they really feel and when they do… mabel totally plans to embarrass the hell out of dipper. It's what a good alpha twin would do after all.