Tag: transdimensional arc

now and then, here and there 1/?

onedreamaday1:

Guess who ended up writing a (so far) ten chapter fic during the trans-dimension arc.

Dipper’s not sure- it could be hundred of years, maybe a few thousand- when he finally gives into temptation and starts peeking into similar dimensions.

He never takes more than a glance, a small glimpse of Grunkle Stan, his parents, Mabel, his friends, and he quickly turns away before the urge to leave his world and join that one is too strong.

(Mabel; a deep part of him cries out every time he glances a different world. We just want to see Mabel, happy and smiling and alive)

(Thousands of years later and her lost is still like a wound that never really heals.)

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I’ve got a few ideas for the transdimensional arc thing: – Alcor plays pranks and Dip gets blamed for them – Alcor goes trick-or-treating with the twins and they all coordinate – Alcor tries to steal candy from the vending machine – Stan attempts to use Alcor to scare tourists/ as an attraction – Alcor shows the twins demon sheep and Mabel loves them while Dipper is like making that one face from “The Golf War” (lol that face tho) – Mabel asks Alcor who she will marry and he hints at it

Transdimensional Arc: In a universe where his existence is barely known, the lack of cultists and summoners have made Summerween feel abnormally calm. And boring. Alcor decides to use this opportunity to tag along with his younger self.

Dipper would refrain from world-hopping for various reasons previously discussed – namely, the risk he’d take getting attached to anyone in that world and choosing to abandon his own world.

… But maybe he makes this one an exception. After all, he probably got a stern talking-to from that world’s Mabel, and has a better resolve not to do that. (The other Mabel would never forgive him if he abandoned his Mabel, and the multitude of others back in his own world)

Still, world-hopping takes an incredible amount of energy, and is very, very dangerous. The risk of hurting himself is pretty high. He could even damage space-time (probably not irreversibly, at least not all at once) in doing this.

… Yeah, he’d probably still visit one Summerween. He’d blame the lapse in good judgement on his demon side.

Transdimensional Talks: Al and Dip

Between Dip and Al!Dip, I was emotional after watching some movies and I felt inspired, here, enjoy.

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Alcor slowly falls to the ground, his form slowly shrinking and growing smaller, Dipper approached the demon who had just saved him. Alcor fell on his side and Dipper rushed to his side and incorporated him. A small smile appeared on Alcor’s face.

“So, how you feeling Lil’Dipper?”

“What’s going on Alcor? Why do you look like me?”

“Oh this, heh” He coughed, but continued to smile. “Well, you use up all your energy, it doesn’t leave much to keep up appearances.”

“Wait, so this is…”

“The true me, or” He coughs again, this one worse than before, “What’s left of it.”

“But you’re…”

“Just like you, when did you think this happened?"He gestures to himself, his eyes growing hard for a moment but slowly relaxing from tiredness, "…It wasn’t meant to happen you know, hell I thought I was dead for weeks.” He lifted his hand, as if looking at it for the first time.

“But things happen” A small fire forms in his hands.

“But why…” Dipper stared and listened bewildered.

 ”Cause on some level I still thought I could grow up, have a normal life.” He tries to laugh but a racking cough interrupts him. “Fat load of bull that was. I started to believe my own lie but you can’t run away from the truth, forever.”

“The Truth?”

“I died that day and I never got to grow up. I never got a future, just the leftovers from Mabel. Bless her, and I was thankful, I grew up along her, played pretend, that maybe I wasn’t a demon. Hell I started to believe it, still do on some level, thanks to her.” Alcor’s small form began to grow lighter in Dipper’s hands.

“It’s funny though, fate didn’t really change that much, she met a wonderful guy, had triplets, and she included me through it all, I was still family. And I catch glimpses here and there… of what could have been… one of her kids was supposed to be mine. But it worked out in the end.” Alcor’s eyes glazed over, the golden iris fading slightly.

“It’s a dangerous place, what could have been… You start to get lost in your own head.” He turned to look at Dipper again.

“You asked me why I came here, once. So here’s the answer, it’s a second chance, to give myself… you” He corrected himself, “and Mabel a second chance at life. It might not be the same, but it was something. I think I’m going to… sleep for a while. Please don’t tell Mabel,” Begins to doze off. She has enough to worry about.“

"Alcor don’t go, please.”

“Shhh, sleeping not dying, can’t die, believe me… I tried.” With a final word Alcor’s form finally faded from the material world, leaving behind golden sand.