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

By

Neztro

Chapter 12: A wedding and a show

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.

Dipper Knocked three times on Reagan's door. His stomach in notes. Ever since the robo-reagan fiasco he'd avoided his boss like a plague.

The door swung open with an unprecedented speed. Reagan scowled at The Pines boy.

"What is it dipper?" her brown hair was a mess, ponytail undone and the usual short style replaced by long frizzy style.

Gulping the Pines boy pointed his gaze over Reagan's shoulders, her apartment was even more messy then usual.

"what's wrong?"

"Ugh, my mom's wedding is driving me up the wall, she's making me plan it all." the scientist's sunken eyes burned with a fury never before seen by Dipper.

The boy opened his arms and in a non-threatening stance he offered Reagan a hug.

The scientist wrapped her arms around the boy and Dipper returned her embrace.

This feels nice. He thought, To think when he first met reagan, he'd been a prisoner at her mercy now they are comfortable enough around each other to show their feelings in an open display of affection.

"I needed this," she moaned rubbing her head against dipper's shoulder. "never let go." her words muffled.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Reagan and dipper released their embrace.

The scientist scratched her head and paced in front of her door. She stopped in the middle of her porch and raised her hand. "eureka! I got an idea?"

"Let's hear it."

"can you take my dad to the mall?"

"sure, but how does that help you with the wedding plans?"

"think, you know my dad. When he finds out my mom is getting remarried then he'll demand to be there and try to make it about him. I've been breaking my back trying to keep him from finding out, but if he's too busy stuffing himself on booze and mall food then he'd never be the wiser."

Dipper cupped his chin. He hated hanging out with rand. He knew that the man was a selfish jerk but he still genuinely believed that when push came to shove he'd do anything for reagan. Plus, reagan needed him, so he had no choice.

"Sure Reagan, anything for you."

"Eeee, thanks dipstick, ill tell him to get dressed. Love ya."

Reagan slammed the door a little too hard for dipper's liking but his mind was hyperfocused on the fact that she said the L word in reference to him. He couldn't believe it.

Do you think she's… nah, it's a slip of the tongue from wedding planning stress.

The door once again opened with Rand Ridley behind the threshold.

"so you wanna hang out and pick my brain huh?" he asked, smug smile which could test the patience of a saint.

"Y-Yeah, ahem, I mean if you don't mind?"

"you got any beer?"

Dipper shook his head "But we can stop on the way, my treat."

"Okay, the idea of staying at home lost it's luster ages ago." Rand pushed past the boy and strutted to dipper scar. "she's a beaut isn't she?"

"Yeah, you wanna drive her?" Dipper reached into his pocket to pull out the keys.

Rand shook his head "knowing Jr. He probably has a mini bomb in there waiting for me to sit in the front of seat. I'll pass."

"you really don't think much of Jr do you?"

"why should I?" rand sat down and propped his feet on the dash, leaning the seat back. "he's a snake in the grass who forced me out of the company I built."

"what happened exactly?" the motor started purring like a cat as dipper pulled out of the driveway.

Rand rolled down the window to let the cool air. "Ah, this is perfect. A warm summer day, cool breeze, and I'm in the car with the grandnephew of the one person who has a chance to rival my intellect."

"You mean grunkleford? How did you know him?"

"Not as well as his brother, once ford disappeared I paid a visit to little stanley and we hit it off. I promised to help cover up his past and he in turn gave me all of ford's notes that the old man didn't hide… it was a good deal."

rand reached into his coat pocket pulling a brand new stainless steel flask. He took a swig and sighed in relief.

"new flask? What happened to old rusty?" the few times dipper hanged out with Rand, the former had always been intoxicated to one degree or another with his favorite rusted flask which he contains has been with him since the 70's.

"Yeah, reagan bought it for me… belated father's day gift." cocky didn't begin to cover the type of energy rand exuded… more like god complex.

The car reached the mall in the afternoon. The weather was ideal, the parking spots were plentiful, and Rand was only on his second flask of beer… which means that dipper had a good ten-to-twenty minutes before Rand would be drunk to the point of being unbearable.

Dipper and Rand entered the mall with the former being lead by the latter to wetzels pretzels. Where rand proceeded to buy two cheese fille pretzels.

Rand ordered himself a large coke from the pizza stand next to the pretzel store. He then found his chair and took a seat.

The old scientist popped the lid of the coke and then poured the contents of his flask into it.

"a jack and coke is great with a cheese-filled pretzel." he dug into his meal with slapping lips and boorish table manners

a belch signaled the end to the meal as rand began rubbing his tummy. "dipper, have you reconsidered my offer?"

"The answer is still no." Dipper replied, his brow furrowed and a sour frown.

"reagan always had poor taste in men." rand replied, reaching into his pocket and pulling a half-used cigar which he lit with a match from his shoe.

Dipper shook his head. How many people are going make fun of me and reagan's love life… we're just friends.

"Don't look at me like that. We all know that you and reagan want to bang and make social inept weirdo babies." his nonchalance would send chills down the spine of anyone who had a healthy respect for the relationship between father and daugther. Normally, a man wouldn't talk about his baby girl's sex life… but rand was far from normal.

"why do people always say that?"

"Because, it's true. Let me show you." Rand pulled out his phone and pressed a couple buttons then slid it to dipper.

On the phone was a snapshot of a journal entry. "this is reagans isn't it?"

"sure is." Rand propped his feet up, leaning his chair back.

"why would I read this?"

"Because, that particular passage talks about the night you and reagan shared your first hug… oh the ways she describes a soft display like that would make a poet blush."

Dipper pushed the phone toward rand and shook his head. "I respect reagan's privacy and you should do the same."

"I'm her father. If anyone is allowed to invade her privacy it's me." rand responded, offfended returning his seat to it's grounded position and removing his legs from the table.

"Just because you're her dad doesn't give you the right to disrespect your daugther by reading her journal."

"Listen kid, I understand your worried that about what I'd think if you and reagan got together. But don't worry… you have my blessing." he said, that cocky grin never leaving his face.

"Look, reagan is a wonderful woman. But she doesn't like that way…" dippers phone vibrated in his pocket and he reached inside pulling it out. He looked at it to see he had a text from reagan.

Hey dipper, can you be my plus one to the wedding. How is dad doing btw… is he being good.

Dipper texted her back.

Sure.

The boy looked up at rand who started clapping his hands. "was I just proven right?"

"N-no! I have to go home… so if you want a ride, now's the time."

"you go ahead tiger, I'll call reagan when I get bored… I'll try and wait until I'm sure you and her have finished knocking boots."

urgh, why does this guy have to be so annoying. I'm trying to be prove that he isn't a complete piece of shit but he makes it so hard.

Dipper stormed out of the mall and entered his car. A single thought going through his head.

What should I wear to the wedding.

It was too late to get a custom tux and he didn't have any thing fit for the event… so he'd have to talk with a pre owned tux shop to find something that would fit.

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The air conditioner was refreshing, the weathermen predicted it would 90 degrees minimum and they weren't wrong.

Dipper sat in the passenger seat of reagan's car which like her apartment was a mess. The boy stiffened at the stop light because it finally clicked in his head… he was in the car with reagan and they were going to her mother's wedding.

Dipper was surprised to find out it was one of those new age weddings where you marry yourself… kinda narcissitic but to each their own.

The light turned green and reagan drove forward. The sun was cresting on the horizon because reagan was supposed to oversee the prepartion for the wedding.

The scientist was clicking her fingers on the staring wheel, her eyes locked on the road. She'd barely said two words during their trip unless counted agitated moans and fidgets.

"Hey," dipper started placing his hand on reagan's shoulder. "It's going to be okay."

The smile on reagan's face didn't meet her eyes though dipper knew that it was sincere. They stopped in the parking lot next to the harbor.

"you ready for this reagan?"

"No," she admitted exiting the car then walking forward.

Dipper followed her in front of ship."woah, you managed to get a part cruiser. How'd you manage that?"

"Jr. Suprisingly he's using the cruiser as an oppurtunity to sell his own private yacht to jeff bezo's of all people." reagan rolled her eyes.

"It's always something with that guy… am I right."

Dipper and Reagan boarded the ship. They noticed that the deck was bare not even the chairs were set up.

"what the fuck!" reagan exclaimed. "I told those jerk-offs to start as soon as the sun came up… arrgh! I don't even see them! Fuck!"

Reagan stamped her foot aggressively on the hard wood of the ship.

Dipper held her shoulder, firm but not enough to hurt."it'll be okay… I'm sure they're running late."

"running late! The wedding is in four hours! If they are any more late then I won't be able to get it all ready and my mom will blame me for ruining her special day...gah."

"what if I help?"

reagan froze. "what?"

"if I pitch in, I'm sure between my manual labor and your brillant robots we could get this all work done in record time."

"you don't have to do that. You're a guest." Reagan looked away from dipper and turned her gaze out to sea.

"I know, but I want to. This wedding Is important to your mom and even though you have a rocky relationship with your parents, I know it's important to you too. So by the logic it's important to me too."

Reagan turned her eyes to lock onto dipper and both of them stood in silence, each mesmerized by the other.

The silence was broken by a girlish giggle from reagan. "you're still the same dork I captured back in the government black site."

Dipper chuckled as well. "I know."

"then let's get to work… this wedding isn't gonna prepare itself."

"if only am I right?" dipper followed reagan to where the supplies for the wedding awaited.

"yeah, if only."

The two spent the next two hours putting the wedding together until the other workers arrived, suffering from hang overs no less.

By the time the rest of reagan's friends had arrived to do their duties, the work was practically done.

Overall the ship didn't look half bad and it was all thanks to the efforts of two social inept weirdo's.

Both reagan and dipper looked at each other for the first time since driving together.

Dipper loved the crown of flowers in reagan's hair and the wind dress which blew in the wind like curtains.

Dipper himself had managed to buy a fancy enough pre owned black suit with loafers of the same color.

"you look great." they both said in unison. Immediately blushing afterward.

"so question?"

"answer? Reagan replied, her face still red.

"why'd you want me for your plus one?" the question had been gnawing at dipper since he found out two days ago.

"uh, because my mom wouldn't stop bothering me about it." reagan replied, eyes darting back and forth looking for an excuse to pull her away from this conversation.

"Oh, that… makes sense." dipper didn't know why but he felt disappointed and kinda hoped that reagan invited him because she liked him… but he knew better then to get his hopes up.

"did… you not want to come with me?" Reagan's voice was low.

"I mean, you aren't the worst person to go on a date with"

"a date?"

"I mean, to hang out with… and besides I was gonna come here to support you for your mom's wedding regardless… I care about you."

"wooo! Party! Let's get drunk!" Myc exclaimed from a distance.

Both reagan and dipper groaned then grabbed the bridge of their noses.

"Looks like myc found the booze… again."

"Seems so, want me to handle it?" Dipper asked holding his hand out to reagan.

"if you don't mind." she took his hand and shook it.

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today needed to be perfect. Reagan told herself this every hour of every day of this week. If this didn't go off without a hitch then she'd hear about it from her mother til the day she died.

With all that in mind, reagan couldn't believe her luck.

Firstly, she left her wedding invite at home and thus her dad inevitably found it.

Second, he brought flat earthers who he has been tricking since the whole movement began.

And third, they've begun rioting on the ship and taking hostages.

Great, another failure because of my dad. She thought, her mind racing with all the mistakes she's made because of him.

At least dipper was safe… in fact these guys kinda saw him as a hero from back when he would post on weird magazines with his stories. As long as he didn't say anything to piss these guys off then he'd be okay.

Thank god for small miracles. Reagan watched the lead guy some glasses wearing dork in cargo shorts bark orders about going to the edge of the earth… she had to stop him.

"psst, reagan." Dipper whispered sneaking toward her with a gun that the flat earthers gave him. "what's the plan?"

"I don't have one yet, did you manage to get anything to help?" Reagan had sent dipper to get her some tech whatever he could find on the ship.

"did I ever," dipper reached into his pockets and pulled out three alexa's from jeff bezo, some odd tools like screw drivers, mother boards, and the like.

A wicked smiled crept it's way on reagan's mouth. "you did good dipstick, now get me somewhere private."

the boy nodded his head in a cute way that made reagan's heart sing. "what did you say you lying witch!" He said loud enough to catch the attention of the flat earthers.

"I-i said… the earth is round and you're a buncha dumb conspiracy theorists! Neyh." Reagan stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry.

"that's it! I'm gonna make an example of you." dipper forced reagan up after she hid the technology and took her to the brig.

On the way there once they were out of earshot of the flat earthers the two laughed.

"Lying witch? What too much of a puss to call me the b word." Reagan teased her arm over dipper's shoulders… has he been working out?

"I would never call you the B word, you're too classy for that." Dipper replied joining in the mirth of his colleague.

"Oh yeah, I'm the defination of class."

"Yeah but your insult game is suffering… buncha conspiracy theorists? You can do better then that."

"Hey I was stressed and too busy focusing on why you would choose witch of all insults."

"Maybe because I respect you more then I should." dipper's somber tone made reagan realize how much he genuinely cared about her… so she decided to do what she did best, deflect.

"look at you talking all tough, acting like I didn't have you tied to a chair three months ago." she cooed in an annoying baby voice.

"how long are you gonna bring that up," dipper replied, agitation clear on his tone.

Reagan let out another round of boisterous laugther. "when it stops being funny."

the two stopped inside the boiler room so reagan could work. "while I finish up my devices, you go up to the captains quarters where they're holding my team and parents hostage."

"You got it boss." Dipper dashed off, leaving reagan with a half smile and a warm thought.

You know he really brings out the best in me.

But he's like that with everyone.

He's seen my best.

And my worst.

he's been a great friend to me.

Just a friend.

The duel in her mind over her status with dipper distracted her and she decided to clear it by making the alexa's mobile explosives while also jury-rigging a laser rifle from parts she had… it had maybe three shots in before burning out.

Reagan smiled, exiting the boiler room then sneaking up to the deck where the flat earthers were interrogating the captain she placed the alexa's down and gave them instructions. They wheeled off and reagan waited for them to explode.

"Hey you old witch, I brought someone to meet you." Dipper said from behind reagan spooking her. He had the entire team and her parents with them even jr and jeff bezo's surprisingly.

"a lot of someones by the looks of it."

"let's kick some flat earther ass."

"Hell yeah!" they all exclaimed as the explosions went off. The group charged from the lower decks.

The battle that ensued was a quick one for even though the captors were numerous each member of cognito inc was trained in hand to hand combat… at least as much as monthy mma training can go.

After the initial fight Jeff bezo's got clipped in the nose causing him to bleed. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

Dipper handled himself well using atheletic maneuvers to control the tempo of combat taking out one flat earther after another impressing reagan.

Behind her the lead flat earther snuck and smacked her in the head with the gun. He fired three shots into the air and proceeded to point the gun to reagans head causing everyone to stop. Just in time as well because all of his fellow dorks were on the ground.

"I am going to the edge of the earth and she is gonna take me there… don't try and follow us." he said taking reagan hostage.

Dipper jumped over a table and tackled the guy as he pushed reagan into a life boat and causing the wooden vessel to stir.

"you traitor! I loved reading your discoveries in the magazines. I thought you were a hero but your a sell out!"

"at least I'm not threatening the lives of innocent… semi innocent… decent people just to prove my dumb theory."

"it's not a theory!" he smacked dipper in the head with the gun knocking the boy down. He pointed the guy at the boys head breathing heavily ready to pull the trigger.

"wait!" reagan exclaimed, "let him live and I'll take you to the edge of the earth."

He raised his gun and pressed the button to make the life boat descend. "no funny business."

"Promise." she said, gulping.

"reagan!" timiko and rand exclaimed running toward the life boat and jumping on.

The boat hit the water faster then expected and water hit everyone inside. This made dipper stir, his vision eyes and head woozy.

"this is all your fault rand."

"Me! I had nothing to do with this invasion."

"you plan this from the beginning. You wanted to ruin my life even more. That's why you made up the flat earth theory… so you'd have an army of nerds to help you ruin my special day."

"Oh I'm fucking sorry for ruining your pretensious wedding to yourself. Not like you didn't do it to get to me… because you're not over me."

Reagan felt herself regress back into a child. Memories of her parents arguing in front of her, how weak she felt, how small she was during that time… the entire world crashed around her, crushing her under the pressure.

Fear and stress broke her mind, the man with the gun was less terrifying then her parents… at least to a woman who just wanted a loving family.

She wrapped her arms around her knees and hid her head. I'm gonna cry, in front of my captor, my parents, and dipper… great.

"shut up!" Dipper exclaimed catching the attention of the arguing couple and the depressed Reagan.

"and who are you to disrespect me? I am the smartest man in the universe." Rand yelled pointing at the boy.

"you…you, are a selfish, greedy, clown! You yell and bully to get your way. Stop trying to get your job back and give your damn daughter a hug, god damnit." he said poking his finger into rand making the old man back away and nearly fall into the drink before dipper grabbed him then throw him on the other side of the boat.

"Ha! Even reagan's current boy toy knows your worthless rand."

"and don't get me started on you! Timiko!"

"what did I do?" she replied, agast.

Dipper rubbed the bridge of his nose. "you are just as selfish and narcissistic as your husband. Your daugther breaks her back to plan your new age bullshit show of a wedding and all you can do is complain about your husband ruining it."

The two former lovers looked at each other then back at dipper, they're faces sour.

"face it! You two are made for each other. The only reason why you shouldn't be back together is that reagan can't handle the stress."

"reagan is fine." Both rand and timiko say in unison. "stop copying me! No you stop copying me! Argh, I hate you!"

"fine? Fine! Look at her! All you're arguments, demands, and the stress of the situation has turned her into a quivering mess… how can you be so selfish when your daugther needs help! Gah, hey asshole, can you shot one of them or me! Because I don't want to deal with these pricks anymore."

"we are here." the gun man said pointing to the hollow earth entrance.

"why is that up?" Dipper asked then one look at reagan whose tears ran down her face making her mascara slightly run with a remote in her hand.

"i'm here… the edge of the flat earther… I'm gonna jump and land in australia." the gun man said racing to the edge of the boat.

"wait…" Reagan started but one look at dipper's shaking head made her stop.

The man jumped off screaming in joy.

"reagan, I'm sorry." timiko started. "you did all this for me and I was too blind to see what effect it was having on you. I love you sweetie."

Reagan rose from her seat and smiled at that.

"I'm sorry too," rand grumbled, even though reagan knew he didn't believe it.

"dipper, thank you," reagan's eyes glimmered then walked over and hugged him. "By the way, when we get back to the ship, you and me are gonna drink a battleship of booze when we get home."

"Uh, no thank you."

"Do you want me to cry, or do you really care about me?"

"Okay, don't guilt trip me."