It was a beautiful day in San Francisco. Dipper Pines was on his way to the hospital with his wife, Pacifica. She had gone into labor about 15 minutes before.
"Hang on!" he told her. "We're almost there." She responded with a groan. Dipper whipped out his cell phone and called his twin sister, Mabel.
"Hello?" Mabel answered.
"Mabel!" Dipper said. "Pacifica's gone into labor and we're on our way to the hospital right now."
"I'll be over there ASAP!" Mabel cried. Dipper pulled into the parking lot and rushed Pacifica inside.
"Can I help you?" asked the receptionist.
"Yes!" Dipper exclaimed. "Pacifica, my wife, has gone into labor. We need to get into a room right away." The receptionist paged a doctor, who showed Pacifica to a delivery room.
