Part 2 of the Dipcifica Oneshot.

Enjoy~

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The guests are now seated and all they have to wait is the toast to the bride and groom.

"Alright, alright! That's what I'm talkin' about!" Gideon, Dipper's friend, calls for attention. "Now everyone, give it up for the maid of honor, Y/N Northwest!"

The people clap and cheer as you walk in front. You smile among them and lift your arm up with your glass. "A toast to the groom and bride! From your sister, Y/N, who's... always by your side. I wish the both of you the best, and may you always be satisfied." You end it with a smile.

Suddenly, everything comes back, from the day Dipper ask for the blessing, the day Pacifica calls him, the day when you introduced Pacifica and Dipper to each other. The day of the party,

The day you fell in love with him.

You remembered everything from that night, and you regret yourself for it.

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You were at the center of the ballroom, light shone above your face. Boys are always greeting you wherever you went. They followed you, calling your name at the same time. Random faces at the party.

But you would never forget the first time you saw Dipper's face.

You were outside, for fresh air when you see Dipper arrived. Before he entered the room, his brown eyes immediately found yours and your body seemed to be controlling you, walking towards him.

"My name is Y/N Northwest," you introduced.

"Dipper Pines."

You smile. You haven't formally talked to a guy before since the party started."Where are you from?"

The conversation lasted two minutes, or maybe three. Everything you said were in total agreements with Dipper. It was totally a dream for you.

"Wanna dance?" He lifted his palm up.

You smiled again, taking his hand. "Sure."

Thr both of you danced for a bit. "Miss Northwest," he whispered. You hummed. "Do you have a map?"

"Huh? Why would you need a map?"

"Cause I'm getting lost in your eyes."

You blushed as you look down. "Mr. Pines, I... you're too sweet," you looked up again. He chuckled. "I bet you play soccer. 'Cause you're a keeper." You winked.

Dipper blushed back. You laughed. The music ended as others walked away from the ballroom. "Well, I need to go. Mabel needs me. See you again someday, Y/N." He took your hand and kissed the back of it.

"See you. Bye." You grinned back. After he left, you squealed. Guys scowled over Dipper, while girls were jealous over you. They saw the whole thing, dance and all.

"He's so handsome..." you whispered. "I wanna take him far away from this place." 

But then, a hand suddenly grabbed your arm. It was your sister, Pacifica. "Hey, Y/N," she whispered. "That one's mine, 'kay?" She pointed to Dipper.

Your heart then shattered once you heard that. You looked into her eyes. She really was in love. You smile at her, but you know it's fake. You can't' be weak in front of yoyr sister.

You just realized three fundamental truths at the exact same time.

Just as you reached Dipper, you grabbed his arm and started to walk towards Pacifica.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked.

You smirked. "I'm about to change your life,"

"Then by all means lead the way." Dipper smirked back.

One of those truths were you're just a girl in a world in which your dad wants you to marry rich. Because you're the oldest, the wittiest, the gossip of the whole town.

"Pacifica Northwest. It's a pleasure to meet you," she introduced.

"Northwest?"

"My sister!" You announced proudly.

The second truth is you thought he liked you because you're a Northwest. You had to be naïve to set that aside, maybe that's why. Now, you introduced him to Pacifica that's actually his bride.

'Nice going, Y/N.'

The third truth. You know your sister like you know your own mind. You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind! What if you just tell her that you love him?! She'd be silently resigned. Dipper could be yours for eternity! But she will say, "I'm fine", but she'd be lying!

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After you found out thay they're getting married, you went to the balcony and looked at the star-filled sky. You hold on to the ledge as tears started to fall off.

"Atleast, my dear Pacifica's his wife," you whispered to yourself. "Atleast I keep his brown eyes in my life."

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You snap out of your thoughts. You're back to reality, the reception.

"Thank you,"

Everyone claps, as if nothing happened. You walk quickly out of the room as tears threaten to fall. You grasp your drink tightly as possible and hold yourself against the wall. You cry harder.
"I will never be satisfied."