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Dipper really wasn’t qualified for this situation. 

Then again, was anyone? That logic calmed him down. Slightly. The best he could do was try to be levelheaded since unfortunately he was the Adult in this situation (at 27, he knew he should feel more comfortable with calling himself an Adult, but man he still had no idea what he was doing.)

“Okay, uh, just hang in tight,” Dipper said. “I’ll call the fire department…” He fumbled for his phone. 

After placing the call, he turned his head up to the stranger.

“They said they’d be here as soon as they can! I don’t know about a ladder but… they said this isn’t the first time this has happened?” Guess Dipper should’ve expected as much from somewhere Magick-Friendly. He scratched the back of his neck. “How’d you even get up there in the first place?” 

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Glitch Mode | Open

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THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2 2014, dir. Marc Webb

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“Oh really?” Dipper laughed. “Maybe I should become a hat person. There was a period in high school where I was really trying to make beanies happen. It didn’t look bad, actually. Just not good.” 

He leaned back on the picnic blanket and helped himself to some of the snacks.

“I’ll show you some pictures, but I want an embarrassing high school story in return. Though, I find it hard to believe that you ever had any fashion faux pas even as a teenager.” If they’d been in high school together, he figured Marie wouldn’t even look his way. Then again, he was just older enough than her that their paths wouldn’t have actually crossed. (Hey, they were both in their twenties! It was fine. She’d been married before and arguably had way more experience than he did in that department).

Before Dipper could let his thoughts cancel himself, he reached for his phone and pulled up Facebook to scroll real far back in his mom’s albums. 

@marie-a-bonfamille

Here with me || Mipper

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This was fascinating.

This was more than fascinating.

It was — groundbreaking!

Dipper knew that not all demons were destructive. He knew it deep in his soul, his gut, his brain, whatever he wanted to call the little voice in the back of his head that defied logic. Because logic said that demons were destructive. His own experiences said that demons would take advantage of him time and time again.

But here was a demon helping his friend. A demon who’d been so motivated by desire to help and keep Boo alive, that she’d come back.

“What does she get in return?” Dipper asked. “Cel, I mean. What do you get in return?”

Deals were deals for a reason. You get your great uncle back! … in exchange for a demon ripping into the universe and wreaking havoc. It was usually more fair than that, though. A heart for superb magical ability. Emotions for protection. Equivalent exchange, for the most part, though a demon like Bill definitely played around with the terms and conditions and counted on the fact that you were exploiting two desperate 12 year-olds —

That was beside the point, though. 

He was curious exactly what Cel was getting out of the deal. Demons could drive hard bargains. But they didn’t always. 

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I Was Working in the Lab, Late One Night || Bopper

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Dipper had just had an almost productive meeting with the head of the department.

Almost, in that he was able to at least present his abstract for his next paper, before being torn to shreds. He put up a good fight, though, and he was still determined to approach his research with field work and actual data instead of theories. He was so fueled by spite that he was marching right to the library, when —

“Wah—”

Dipper looked up. 

“Is someone there?”

He squinted, tilting his head back, and —

“Oh my God!” There was definitely someone dangling from the tower. “Holy shit, uh — do you need me to call the fire department?!” 

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Glitch Mode | Open

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Dipper’s eyes widened. He felt something cool drop into the pit of his stomach. 

“You died!” Dipper gasped. “Wait, so are you, like, dead and trapped in a limbo or did Cel heal you or —”

Dipper’s mind was whirling. Okay, first, yes he was concerned about Boo and worried about her, like, health and also her general state of, like, being alive. But also — also — this was amazing information. This was groundbreaking. 

Demons could save someone from death.

Remnants could be activated by death?!

Well, if the terms of the deal involved that —

“Do you mind if I write this down?” Dipper blurted, grabbing a pen and his notebook. “Also — what were those terms? Do you remember? I mean, I’m guessing Cel does, but do you, Boo?” 

It wasn’t as weird to talk to the both of them at the same time, but that’s because Dipper had mentally been preparing for this moment his whole life actually. 

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I Was Working in the Lab, Late One Night || Bopper

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“To us,” said Dipper, holding out the wine glass and clinking it against Marie’s. 

The whole picnic was wonderful. The perfect blend of just a little bit too fancy, but also really chill. Which basically described him and Marie, if he thought about it. She’d spruced him up a bit, but he liked to think that he also brought her down to earth a little, so she wasn’t just constantly in the world of couture gowns. 

He sipped the wine, properly appreciating the taste of it, because that’s just who he was now, apparently. 

“We really have, like, the most Swynlake relationship ever — leads in the play, dream marriage, and then officially getting together at prom,” he laughed, musing over some of the highlights. “I gotta thank Grease, because I don’t think we would’ve even really ever talked if I hadn’t been Danny. The power of musical theater.” 

@marie-a-bonfamille

Here with me || Mipper

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“Hmm, we’ll have to look into that,” said Alana, wrinkling her nose at her fiance.

Dipper, once again, felt a little out of his head. 

This wasn’t the first time he’d accompanied Marie out with Alana and Jake. It didn’t get any less surreal to him, though. They were both ridiculously hot. Also, Dipper had dated Alana’s roommate years ago and they’d been in uni at the same time and had gone to many of the same parties back in the day without ever really crossing the path into friends —

And yet here they were! Sharing a fancy cocktail at some incredibly hip place in NTO!

“It’s the least I can do,” laughed Dipper. “Plus it’s not like I have actual real classes to teach. Just specific sections to TA. Plenty of time during office hours to catch up.” 

“I should start quizzing him, don’t you think?” Alana reached to brush Jake’s hair out of the way, her ring glittering in the glitzy light of the club. She nodded at Marie. “Maybe we can come up with a template. Quarterly check ins to make sure they’re meeting quota.” 

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Cherry on Top || Alarie + Boys

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“Okay.” He let out a little laugh. “I’m holding you to it.”

This was all very — weird. In a good way. He was in a fancy restaurant in Paris. With his girlfriend, who was super glamorous and beautiful. The Dipper of two years ago would not have ever imagined this. Hell, the Dipper of earlier last year wouldn’t have. 

And he felt… good about it all. Secure. Confident. He liked Marie. He was happy to spend time with her, wherever that was. And if that was a fancy restaurant in Paris? Well, he was getting better at picking out wines and ordering in French. She’d even said his accent was passable. 

He lifted up his wine glass.

“A toast,” he said, not caring if he sounded cheesy. “To us.” 

@marie-a-bonfamille

La ville de l'amour || Mipper

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“Wow, when my childhood demon lingered in my brain, all I got was crippling migraines,” Dipper joked. “Didn’t even take care of my shellfish allergy.” 

… and eventually all consuming power as he tried to take over the world again, but that was besides the point. 

“So what caused it to strengthen again?” Dipper asked. This was valuable data. Not that he’d ever use Boo as a case study without her permission … but think of the discoveries they could make! This would definitely be valuable in his research going forward, now that he had a concrete data point besides himself. 

“When Bill emerged again, it was because I’d found some old artifact. I think it might’ve opened a temporary rip that allowed him to regain control. And then he kinda just waited and fed on… I dunno, my anxieties and despair.” He chuckled. He could laugh at it now, because Bill was totally banished from this world.

… except when he’d taken control of Mabel.

Well, Dipper was pretty sure Bill had been banished… 

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I Was Working in the Lab, Late One Night || Bopper

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Stranger Things Chapter One: MADMAX | 2.01

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Over the past year, Dipper had developed wine preferences. 

He used to be the type of guy who just bought the second cheapest bottle he could find at the grocery store. But now he knew the types and the differences and what paired better with white and what paired better with red. It’d been more fun than he thought, actually, and he kept thinking about the chemistry behind different taste reactions. He had opinions now, and it was all because of Marie.

There were a lot of things in his life now that were because of Marie. He dressed better, for one. He felt more confident about it. He had a special conditioner that made his hair really shiny and soft. 

He settled down on the picnic blanket and looked at the wine now, then at the macarons. It was all this nice stuff that he wouldn’t have thought to ever have gotten himself. Or would’ve felt too intimidated by. 

“I think macarons and wine could be a complete meal,” he joked. He started to pour out the wine as she unloaded more of the picnic basket. “But I’m curious what else you picked up. Should I close my eyes? Blindfold?” 

@marie-a-bonfamille

Here with me || Mipper

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Dipper nodded.

“Alright,” he said. “End of the week maybe? That way if I totally flub it, at least we can go home really quickly.”

He chuckled a little, taking a sip of his wine.

He started to think about Marie meeting his parents. They were probably at the point where that should happen, but the fact that they were in America put a damper on things. He was sure that his mom would be excited. And very embarrassing. She’d probably pull out baby pictures.

His dad would be…

tw: brief homophobia mention, nothing aggressive just some antiquated views

Well, his dad would be happy that he was dating a girl. He’d only recently come around to the having a queer son thing. And though he insisted that it was alright, Dipper could tell that his dad would really much prefer a “traditional” heterosexual relationship —

But that was a whole can of worms that he really didn’t need to open or even look at right now.

@marie-a-bonfamille

La ville de l'amour || Mipper

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“Oh wow,” said Dipper. 

Dipper had questions. He wasn’t sure if he should ask them — wasn’t sure what was appropriate —

But the scholar in Dipper outweighed the social anxiety. 

How often would he get a chance to talk to a demon? 

“So, were you with Boo that whole time like a Remnant? Or was there something about Ken’s possession that allowed you to make contact again?” His eyes glimmered with curiosity. “Also, if I’m being rude just let me know. It’s not often I get to talk with a demon that’s, uh, you know… not trying to use me to take over this dimension.” He chuckled. “I don’t suppose you’ve heard of Bill Cipher.”

@boointhenight

I Was Working in the Lab, Late One Night || Bopper

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Dipper likewise couldn’t really believe he’d been dating Marie for a year.

A year and a half ago, he’d finally gotten enough confidence to start dating. He’d had a few hookups, a few dates. Maybe more than a few. Apparently, Phillip Knightley had told everyone in town that he was some sort of savant at —

Well, that wasn’t the point. 

The point was that he hadn’t expected a relationship. Certainly not with Marie. His love life had been pretty pathetic, a first love like a firecracker — bursting, bright, and gone too soon, with smoke that had lingered for far too long after. He’d just started to clear through that smoke.

And then there was Marie. 

She was gorgeous. She was sharp and sweet and far more complex and interesting than he expected. Maybe that was his fault. He wasn’t sure what he expected. Certainly not to be walking hand in hand with her right now, leaning to kiss her on the forehead.

“That’s perfect,” he said. He was carrying the basket and also the blanket and also — well almost everything, really, with one hand strategically free to hold Marie’s hand. He handed her the basket so he could spread out the blanket. 

@marie-a-bonfamille

Here with me || Mipper

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One would think that Dipper Pines, with his traumatic experiences with possession, would be more cautious when meeting a demon.

He’d made an ill-advised demon deal when he was just a kid, wanting nothing more than to reunite his great-uncles. That had turned out so badly that it came back to haunt him years later. 

But despite that, despite it all — 

Dipper firmly believed that demons were misunderstood. Sure, there were some more animalistic ones who only wanted to consume and destroy. But there were plenty who weren’t like that, who just wanted to experience the human world.

He didn’t know what Boo’s demon’s story was — but the demon had helped Boo, and that was enough for Dipper to tentatively trust her. 

“Hey there,” he said. “Nice to meet you, Cel. So, uh, how long have you been…?” He gestured vaguely at Boo. 

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I Was Working in the Lab, Late One Night || Bopper

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