Dipper rose from his bed, slowly and carefully the next morning. He went to the shower, tiptoeing as well as he could. He turned the water on low, keeping the door shut, as he scrubbed himself clean quickly. Rinsed off, he crept out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. He got dressed, quick and quiet, and began packing his things.
"... Not even a goodbye?" His bedmate asked, annoyed. Dipper froze, and turned to look at Pacifica. Her hair was mussed and she was naked, only covered by her blanket. She was still the most beautiful thing he could ever imagine seeing, and he sighed heavily.
"I didn't want to... I mean..." He covered his eyes. "That's better," he said. "I can't think when you're naked."
"That was the point," Pacifica replied. "So, what? Running out on me?"
"No. I just didn't want to wake you up," Dipper admitted. "And it's not like I'm running out on you-You can still phone me-"
He felt her get up and hug him tightly, burying her face in his chest.
"And if something happens to you?" She whispered. Dipper hugged her tightly back, keeping his eyes shut.
"... It won't," he said. "I promise."
"You can't keep a promise like that," she replied. "No one can."
Dipper squeezed her tightly against him, and opened his eyes. He found himself looking into her face. She was crying-Ugly crying, with red puffy eyes and raw lips and even a bit of snot from one nostril present. She was still the most beautiful girl in the universe to him, and he kissed her to make sure she knew. He broke it, and held out his hand. The Keyblade formed.
"I swear... I will come back. Look... This thing establishes a low level, multiverse link between the soul matrix of me, and you, and everyone else I interact and care about-"
"You can take the romance out of anything, Pines," Pacifica sniffled. Dipper sighed.
"The point is... No matter where we are... We're connected." His Keyblade glowed gently. "And I'll always know how to find my way home. With you, and Wendy, the Grunkles, Candy, Old Man McGucket... And Mabel."
Pacifica managed a small smile at that. "Dork," she said fondly. She sighed, taking a few deep breaths. "... Hang on." She turned around and bent over (which was even more distracting), turned around and handed him a ring. Dipper blinked.
"Pacifica, is that-?"
"Yes. It's a little stupid souvenir rose quartz ring you got me when we were twelve," she said, laughing a bit. She tied it around a chain. "And yes, it is cheap and tacky and..." She stood up on her tiptoes to clasp the chain around his neck, "
you are going to get it back to me. No matter what."
Dipper's hand found hers. He smiled broadly at her.
"You... Kept it?" He asked, blushing. "I... Wow..."
Pacifica blushed back, and looked aside. "I can have my eccentricities. I'm a Northwest, after all."
"No," Dipper insisted, "you're a Pines."
Pacifica gaped at him, her face and the rest of her body soon in a bright blush. "Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-What?! Are you serious?!"
"Yeah!" Dipper said with a grin. "Absolutely! When I get back-"
"When I get back, you're getting me a
real ring, Pines!" Pacifica insisted with a bright grin. She kissed him deeply. "Mmmm~!" She let him go, and skipped off to grab a shower, singing happily. Dipper blinked a few times.
"... She took that... Better than I thought," he said thoughtfully.
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He headed out to the ships, his pack heavy. Stanford was alongside him, checking everything, while Stanley was arguing with Paul.
"You sure this thing can actually stay together? It looks cheap! And I would know cheap!" Stan insisted.
"Multispectral array?" Ford asked. Dipper nodded, checking it in his pack.
"Check."
"Mass spectrometer?"
"Check."
"Laser scanner?"
"Check."
"Checklist!" Stanford insisted. Dipper checked it off, smiling.
"Double check!"
Stanford smiled broadly, and hugged his great-nephew. "You'll be fine," he said.
Stanley grimaced... But slowly nodded. "Get her back," he said. "I like her better than you, anyway."
"Love you too, Grunkle Stan," Dipper replied, giving him a hug. Stanley sighed, but returned it. Dipper shared his goodbyes with Soos and Melody, their baby Jesus, and Candy-Who kissed him.
"Mmph?!" Dipper intelligently asked. Candy released him and grinned.
"Closer connection with heart! Stronger you get! More connections, more powerful!" She hugged him tighter. "Could go make stronger connection before you leave~."
"Oh hey look at the time let's get going!" Dipper managed, pulling away from the pouting Candy. He ran into Wendy, who caught him despite him behind taller than her. "Oh! Wendy, I-"
"You'll come back all right, dude. With Mabel. Promise?" Wendy asked, looking intently into his eyes. Dipper slowly nodded.
"You know I will," he said, patting the hat she'd given him. She smiled, wearing the hat he'd given her a long time ago.
"Good," she said. "You guys can do anything together. I'm not worried."
Dipper beamed at her confidence. "Thank you..."
Wendy then looked thoughtful.
"You know, Candy might not have the... Worst idea." She rested a hand on his chest, and smiled warmly at him. "About getting closer. And maybe-"
Roxanne pulled him away by his ear, thankfully. "Come on, lover boy," Roxanne sighed. "You can tend your harem when you get back."
"It's not-ow-my harem-ow!" Dipper insisted. Roxanne pulled him up the ladder to the ship. He turned to smile and wave back at his friends and family, who returned the warmth and love. His heart felt like it was glowing: It was a great feeling. He beamed and waved.
"Don't worry! I'll be back! I promise!" He shouted.
"GOOD!" Pacifica shouted. "Because I already called the wedding planner!"
"WEDDING PLANNER?!" Everyone on the ground shouted. Wendy and Candy especially. Dipper's eyes bugged out.
"Wh-Wh-What?!" He gasped. Pacifica grinned and winked.
"Don't you dare forget~!" She called out, as the engines began to roar and the hatch began to shut.
"No, wait, I need to straighten this out-I-No-!"
But Paul shut the hatch, and the ship was soon on its way.
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