Dipper Pines just sat in the shack, looking at an old photo. He remembered his first time in Gravity Falls. That was quite a trip. He and Mabel were only 5 years old at the time, yet he remembered it like it was yesterday.

"Im cold!" Dipper complained for what was the bazillionth time. But you really cant blame the poor kid. This was his first time outside the comforts of Piedmont California. Snow had never stuck there, unlike in this little town. Of course it was unusual for him. However, five year old Mabel was having a blast, staring out the window in awe at the white blanket outside. She celebrated every sight. The snow on each car, the footprints that tarnished the smooth blanket, everything the kids did to it for fun, every little snowflake that fell onto the window. It was 100% magical for her.

"Why are we here?" Little kid Dipper asked again. He just got the same explanation as before. They were visiting their Great Uncle Stan for Christmas. They would be staying in Gravity Falls for a week. A week of this weather? No way. Dipper would rather be home for christmas. At least Piedmont had some decent weather compared to this sea of white. A quick "hmph!" And stubborn pout later, Dipper curled back into his snow coat, searching for warmth.

"Look! Theres a snowman! Those kids are thwowing snow at eachother! Why she doing that!?" Mabel pointed out everything she saw with pure excitement. Her speech wasn't exactly perfect, explaining the lack of an r in throwing. "Dipper, your smart. What is that kid doing?" Mabel asked her brother in desperation.

In response, Dipper peaked out of his shell of warmth to look at the passing sight. "She's making a snow angel" he clarified for his sister before returning to that shell. It would be easier to tune everything out for him if Mabel's excitement about snow wasn't so annoying.

"Mabel, can you please stop" five year old Dipper asked politely, unable to put up with "look at this! Look at that!" Any longer.

"Nope" was the response, annoying him further.

"Mom! Dad! Mabel wont stop!" His options were narrowed down to complaining to their parents.

"Both of you, please stop. We're almost there" was the only response he got. This of course only brightened the five year old girl's excitement; and lessened Dipper's as well.

Trying hard to ignore his sister's chatter, the five year old boy sunk back into the multiple layers of sweaters blanketed by a blue winter coat. He didn't care if the knitted cap added to his sweat, he was just desperately trying to keep warm. He then wondered if the weather was cold enough to freeze his sweat. Like if he stepped outside, every new sweat drop that formed would instantly freeze and be stuck to his face. Maybe if he took off all the coats and sweaters while he's out there, the existing layer of sweat would become a sheet of ice stuck to his skin. He imagined the feeling of sweaty ice attached to his skin, and ended up shuttering at the thought.

Meanwhile a five year old Mabel was trying hard to contain her chatter; and failed miserably. Like she even cared. She was too excited to experience snow for the first time. She chatted about her plans to do everything you can possibly do to snow. About the friends she would meet in Gravity Falls. I mean, how could lovable little Mabel not make friends? Then of course she wondered what Santa would get her for christmas this year. The little girl in the pink version of Dipper's snow coat was just bouncing in her excitement.

Being a logical thinker even at such a young age, Dipper never 100% believed in Santa Claus. The idea of a large man watching you 24/7 with his elves and flying reindeer seemed just a tad bit unrealistic. But, being a five year old, he went along with it anyways and allowed himself to enjoy the magic. Even though Mabel knew his feelings about Santa, Dipper took the risk and made his desperate attempts to keep her quiet. "You know, Santa wont give you any presents if your bad. Maybe talking too much is bad" he told his sister with the hope that using her belief of Santa Claus to his advantage would be successful.

"Weally?" Mabel then widened her green eyes that matched her twin's. again, couldn't pronounce the r.

"Yes, really" said twin just nodded. He has now successfully manipulated his sister into keeping her mouth shut. The best part is that they were only a couple of kindergarteners. Ha!

After about 20 minutes of beautiful silence, they finally reached their Great Uncles place. After a few noogies and the old "look how much you've grown!" Remarks, Dipper finally escaped inside. Mabel only managed to run around a little before their parents dragged her inside to unpack. Pouty Mabel! Dipper knew they wouldn't be in this snowy dump to long, no matter what it seemed to him. This simply led him to only set up what was necessary. Unlike Mabel, who set up her markers and stickers as if she was moving in. And trust me, she wasn't.