Dipper held the little bundle in his arms, watching her every movement, each twitch, each yawn, each discomforting squirm. This made him have to constantly readjust his hold on her so he wouldn't drop her.

"Mr. Pines? We need you to give us the name of your daughter, so that we can give you her birth certificate." One of the nurses said, clipboard in hand.

The excited voice of his twin sister sharply cut him off before he could answer the nurse.

"Oh, oh! You should name her Glitter! Glitter Sparkles Pines!" She squealed, placing a hand on each of her cheeks.

The new father gave a glare her way, beginning to bounce and rock the child to lull her to sleep. He shook his head to the two women.

"No Mabel, I'm not naming my daughter something so childish!"

Mabel pouted, sitting back in her seat in the corner. She crossed her arms and mumbled something about him being a butt head.

Dipper only shook his head with a smile, turning over to look at his wife who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. He would ask her, but she said so herself that she didn't care what they named her, so long as it wasn't anything hard to pronounce or spell.

He thought for a second, going over the names at the top of his head. Maybe he should of been more prepared and decided on one before the delivery?

"...Miami? I always kind of liked names that were based off of geographical areas." Dipper thought allowed.

"Miami?!" Mabel hollered. "Are you kidding? You can't name her after some state! That's so lame!" She got up from her seat, pacing over to him.

"Last time I checked, she was my daughter; meaning I can name her whatever I please." He glared.

The older twin got in his facial space, glaring at him, her hands on her hips.

"Glitter sounds better. It's creative and pretty. Miami makes her sound like you hate her and wanted a boy. How is she ever going to find a boy with a name like that?!"

She threw her hands out in front of her, like she was presenting something to show more emphasis on her statement. Dipper frowned, giving her a raised eyebrow expression.

"I'm naming her Miami and that's that, Mabel. When you have children of your own, you can name them Glitter, Sparkles, Sillystring, all you want."

Mabel was silent, she just kept glaring at her brother, lips pursed in a pout. Dipper was a bit uneasy at her expression; he averted his eyes.

"Ugh, fine..." He turned to the nurse who was still waiting patiently. "Her name will be Miami Glitter Pines. Happy now?"

The nurse nodded her head and wrote down the name, walking off, leaving the small family be. Mabel squealed again and hugged Dipper without warning, causing him to falter to the side a bit.

"Mabel, careful! I could of dropped her!" He scolded.

The brunette ignored his comment and peered over the sleeping infant. She definitely took after her father's side; a few brown strands of hair adorned her head. Her cheeks were flushed red and her dark eyes were closed shut.

She was wrapped in a soft, pink, hospital blanket. Mabel couldn't help herself, she cooed at the newborn, going on about how pretty she'll be when she's older and how all the boys will want and swoon over her.

Dipper just shook his head, completely used to his twin's antics. He looked over to his still sleeping wife. He smiled. Things were going to change from here.

He now had a beautiful baby girl and was going to start a whole new generation with her, his daughter, and his sister and parents to back him up.

Things were looking up for him.

A/N: I know this is short and you're all probably wondering who Dipper is married to, but trust me, it will be explained later on.