Whelp, this is technically the very last chapter of the story.
There will be a goodbye note at the end of the chapter, but anyways, this is TOTALLY the last chapter, and technically a really terrible and odd alternate ending to this fic.
I hope you all enjoy.
A night full of stars was absolutely beautiful, and one special pair that laid outside thought it was true.
However, one couldn't see anything clearly through the power of drowsiness.
Dipper and Pacifica were sitting on the edges of the fountain, listening to the cicadas and crickets that echoed in the night, and the rushing water that the fountain poured in their current location, the Garden of Hopes. Pacifica stared at the sky in awe, forgetting how long it's been since she's been outside and just gawked at the night view, and Dipper, repeatedly blinking to make himself stay awake, slumber immediately feeling like it was punching him in the face.
Dipper awkwardly yawned a few seconds later, and even stretched out his arms to awaken his contracting, tired muscles. His hands accidentally touched Pacifica's shoulder unexpectedly, and the blonde cringed at the sudden contact. She laughed at Dipper's arms dropped down beside him.
"Someone's tired," Pacifica chuckled, elbowing the brunette beside her.
Dipper rubbed his eyes, slightly ignoring Pacifica's playful banter. "You got that right." he muttered, fixing the cuffs of his suit while he was at it. "Exorcising ghosts is not easy. And not to mention, a party full of rich people who think you're a slob as long as you act classy..."
"Uhm, you're right about that," Pacifica sighed, standing up from her seat at the fountain. She stretched her arms, similar to how Dipper did a few seconds ago, and released a tiny yawn. "How about we call it a night? Call your great uncle, grab your sister, and be on your marry little way to you're little, cute shack in the woods? It's been a long night, and it's probably around the time the guests return to their personal quarters in the mansion-"
"Wait, what?" Dipper piped in, surprised that Pacifica was jumping to conclusions. "You're serious, right? End it right here, right now?"
Pacifica looked over to a nearby shrub as the brunette interrupted her sentence. She shrugged carelessly. "Yeah, of course I am. We both need some rest after this evening." she muttered.
Dipper blinked, and he shook his head while raising two fingers to pinch the slender bridge of his nose. "No, no, no, it's okay, I'm not tired," Dipper reassured, standing up beside Pacifica, his legs now starting to awaken. "Let's go to the next place you have in mind and we'll see how we do from there."
Pacifica closed her eyes carelessly, and started to make her way out of the garden, trying not to laugh as Dipper scurried behind her. "You got it." she said, as she waited for Dipper to catch up with her.
The halls of the mansion seemed a bit more eerie than usual. Dipper and Pacifica's eyes were flooded with sleepiness; everywhere they looked, everything seemed blurry. Dipper found it a bit impressive that Pacifica could still manage herself to lead the way, and Dipper was waddling behind her like a hallucinating sailor, or that one time Bill possessed his body and turned his systems to go out of order.
The two would normally release a tired yawn from time to time, but either than that, the 12 year olds didn't have a word to say.
It wasn't too far from their original destination to their new one- the two found themselves at a largely wooden crafted door, but this time, the handles of the door had polished and treated wood on them, rather than a metal substance.
Pacifica yawned for about the 10th time this evening, and placed her hand on the handles. With one swift motion, Pacifica opened the doors quietly, even though the doors creaked and echoed in the dark hallways, unveiling the large and quiet big room inside.
A small rush of cold, cutting air flew into Dipper and Pacifica's face, and the faint smell of something odd entering Dipper's nostrils.
Burning lumber. Wet, dry pages.
The brunette found himself in front of a grand, giant library, something a nerd would faint about.
As the two entered in the quiet room cautiously, Dipper's eyes gazed through the tall, wide shelves that lined down the room, it's tops nearly touching the ceiling. All of the shelves were chocked full of books, all old and seemingly having a distant, mysterious, and vintage aura with each. At the end of the room was a small fireplace with two grand chairs, and a small coffee table that had a few open and closed books and empty tea cups. It seems someone was here before the two.
"Welcome to The Northwest Library," Pacifica introduced, as she walked up to a pair of switch lights and flicked one on. The large, white and sparkling chandelier attached to the ceiling lighted up instantly, partially blinding the pair. Dipper saw a better view of the books, each book in the shelves representing a darker shade of the colors of the rainbow- red, blue, green, yellow, and the classic brown- and even more.
"Not much people come in here, so this place has been run down for a while. Some butlers and maids like to hang around here whenever they're not on duty, so us Northwests barely use this place." Pacifica explained further, as she was making her way to the set of seats at the end of the room. She left Dipper gawking at the many shelves that the room held, trying to sustain a laugh as the dazed Dipper seemed to amuse her.
Dipper started to follow her slowly, still staring at the giant shelves full of books. "Amazing," he breathed. "I didn't know this mansion had a library."
"Well, now you know." Pacifica replied, sitting herself on one of the large velvet seats. She pulled out one of the books at the table, and stared at it's cover. 'The History of Women's Clothing, 18th Century to 20th Century'.
It was one of the last books she read in the library, and, she was honest with herself- she didn't know how long it was before.
Pacifica took the book more into her grasp, and opened it carefully with small precision. A flutter of pages flew by, each with bold and inked texts and several detailed illustrations of women dressed up in gowns, long skirts, and funny hats. She eventually landed on a page marked with a thick piece of paper covered in a golden mist, and Pacifica recognized it was a bookmark. It marked a page that titled 'An Introduction to the 19th Century Era', completed with a curly and fancy underline as well.
"This is seemingly interesting." Pacifica smiled, as she removed the bookmark and placed it beside one of the empty tea cups on the coffee table. Her eyes darted to the first pair of words, and she would occasionally see Dipper wandering around the library, walking in and out of shelves. His pile of books seemed to get bigger and bigger by how much time passed.
'The 19th century consists of the timelines from January 1st, 1801, to December 1900. This largely forged historical era had many major past events that mold our current and civilized society, such as Britain's Industrial Revolution that introduced machinery and metal workings; and including the fall of many great empires in the beginning, including the Holy Roman Empire and the Ancient Spanish Empire.'
Pacifica's eyes darted from the text and back on to how Dipper was doing, and her eyes saw that Dipper was making his way to the seat beside Pacifica, several stacked books hanging in his arms. Each book seemed to have eerie and odd titles, one of them being 'Cryptids- Mysterious Monsters of Today's Society', and 'The Ancient, Starry Sky and the Secrets It Holds'.
The word 'nerd' just instantly popped in Pacifica's head as she saw a cheery Dipper open one of the books beside her.
"This is amazing..." Dipper sighed, as he held tight on the first book that was placed at the top of the stack, the title being '107 Conspiracies of the World'. He opened the book proudly and his eyes scurried on the page, and it quickly flipped to another. He seemed to be enjoying himself.
Pacifica rolled her eyes with a grin on her face. She returned to reading her own book.
'Not only was the 19th century a good era of fashion for both genders, male and female, but it was also a giant growth in the fields of mathematics, scientific discovery, and inventions. Both sides of the world, the east and west, also had their own periods of time that included evolution in economy and sometimes war and downfall.'
"Hehehehe... astonishing!"
Pacifica's eyes darted out of her page and switched over to the brunette sitting beside her. His eyes were practically sparkling with excitement, his small giggling started to evolve in a laugh- Pacifica never seen him this happy before. It made her heart warm, but then again...
She must've thought it might've been a mistake for bringing Dipper here, but probably on the boy's mind, he didn't regret a thing.
Pacifica released a tired sigh, and continued reading the novel's pretty boring manuscript of the 19th century, something Pacifica didn't really prefer to learn about. Overtime, she slowly got bored, and the only thing that entertained her was Dipper's squealing and constant chuckling. A few minutes of quietness later, she reached over to the coffee table and pulled over the golden bookmark that was placed in the book before. Giving up on the chapter and maybe even the novel itself, she slipped the piece of thick paper into the page and closed her book with a satisfying close. She placed the book back on the tall stack on the coffee table and sat in her chair for a few seconds, wondering what to do now. Dipper was busy with his book, and didn't look eager to start a conversation with her. She didn't see anything else that she could do in here except read. Pacifica saw a window not far away, so she just glimpsed at it from a far view.
But suddenly, her eyes started to flutter from sleepiness.
The blonde then slowly fixed her posture on her chair, making herself somewhat comfortable and cozy, and partially into a sleeping position. Her head rested on the chair's arms, and her feet was tucked under the opposing arm. Her eyes switched over to the still excited brunette beside her, and how every page he turned felt glorious. His smile easily triggered a smile onto Pacifica.
Pacifica yawned. She closed her eyes, and listened to the only two things that echoed in the large room. The sound of burning wood and a small squeaking Dipper.
Before she knew it, drowsiness took over her body, and she was on the verge of sleep.
"Oh, man, Pacifica, look at-" Dipper cheered, as he turned his open book to the girl sitting beside him. But then, his excitements came to a halt as he viewed at the tired and sleeping girl beside him. "Pacifica?"
The girl didn't even say a peep.
Dipper returned back to his seat, settling his book on his lap. His eyes were still glued to the sleeping girl beside him, and how her gentle and graceful figure made Dipper warm inside. He realized that he may have been feeling sleepy too, so he didn't even bother to wake up the sleeping girl to enthuse her that the world was just a colony of extraterrestrial living. He resumed reading his book and the magnificent conspiracy that the book was highlighting, but he also took small glimpses at the girl who was calm and at peace.
Dipper almost admired it.
The boy gave up reading in the end, only to find himself more intrigued and wonderstrucked with his friend sleeping beside. Pacifica seemed to breathe softly, a good thing that indicated she was having a good dream or a good rest. Dipper closed his book and placed it on top of his personal book stack, making sure that he'll have some time to read the other books more after. He also made his way to the light switches that were build near the entrance of the library (and also tried to make his clicking heeled shoes shut up) and turned the chandelier's lights silently. The fire near the fireplace was probably a good light source already, and it provided warmth and almost a healing atmosphere. Dipper returned to his seat, and sat back down.
Sleepiness started to wash over him as the seconds passed.
Just like Pacifica, Dipper fixed his posture so that he could get comfy in his seat. He closed his eyes, the sleepiness that lingered in his body all this time starting to consume him slowly. It felt soothing almost, falling asleep, and Dipper was happy that both of them finally got a good rest after their tiring evening.
Both of them were glad that they enjoyed an absolute quiet moment together.
"Good night, Pacifica." Dipper said out of his mouth, before everything went black. "Sweet dreams."
Pacifica smiled. She was partially awake, and felt enlightened that Dipper turned off the lights for her.
"Good night, Dipper."
OFFICIAL. END. GUYS.
Woo! This was an awesome ride.
Again, thank you, amazing and awesome reader, for choosing this story to read and to fulfill your Dipifica thirst. All of the people who posted reviews and tips to help me improve the writing in this fic, I am forever grateful for your support and help. Again, I am sorry if the story ended up as something you didn't expect, or if you were touchy with how one chapter ended or progressed into, or even how short-lived the extra chapters were! I just hope all of you guys were happy with how the story was and how it went, and if there was enough Dipifica in it. :)
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-TheSakuraHunter