Yo, gravityfallsfanatic 5000, you forgot to turn PMs on.

Mabel walked downstairs, a peaceful night in the room next to his, into the kitchen, finding her brother already awake and drinking coffee. She smiled smaly and got herself a mug. She sat down in front of him, shuffling under her nightshirt. Dipper, in nothing but his pajama bottoms smiled at her.

"Mornin sis, how'd ya sleep?" He asked, sipping his drink. She then launched into her dream of a pony riding her (not that way you pervs. Check one of my other story's for that) and her galloping to an upside down castle with candy for skyscrapers and glitter for roads, and that they tasted great together. Dipper simply chuckled and nodded at the proper times.

"And princess butterball was all like, "oh no you didn't!" And the wrapper was like, "Heck yeah I did! What're you gonna do about it?" So, they rock paper scissored for it, and-!" Mabel took a sip of her coffee and put it down.

"What was I saying?"

"Mabel," her brother began "why is she called MJ?"

"Mabel jr., why?"

"Who chose the name?"

"She did."

"So did mine," he finished, sipping more of the drink. Then spilt most of it on himself when a roar came from upstairs of, "GIVE IT BACK!"

DJ came sprinting down the steps, MJ hot on his tail. The little girl had tears in her eyes as DJ lept to the ceiling out of her reach, holding a small statue in his hands.

"I SAID GIVE IT BACK!" She roared at him again, starting to cry. DJ gave her a strange look.

"Why? It's just some popsicew sticks," he said, holding the small figure out.

"I made it, it's supposed too be my mommy!" She shouted, her face and eyes red and wet. To her complete surprise, DJ jumped down, and held the statue out to her, in a stance that made him seem like he was holding a crown to the king or something.

When she took it, DJ stood and began to apologize profusely, obviously regretting his decision to take the model.

"-OOOO sowwy! I had no idea it was youw mommy." He finished. The girl, her sadness and rage replaced by confusion and curiosity, slowly nodded at the boy.

"S'okay." She said quietly. DJ, happy to make amends, took his cousin's hand and led her upstairs.

"I got someding I made of my daddy. Wanna see?" The little girl shook her head vigorously, giggling with the other child as he pulled her into his room. Around this time, dipper had gotten over his face full of steaming hot liquid, and looked at Mabel, who had a strange look on her face. But, it could mostly be put down as confusion and content.

"Well…" she said, rather hesitantly, "that happened."

"What?" Dipper asked. As Mabel filled her brother in, the children where looking at DJs picture.

"Whis I could draw something that good," MJ mussed.

"But what abou youw popsicew thing? Dats pwetty coow," the blonde said. The black-haired girl nodded, then grinned.

"Lets play a game!" She said, then her feet seemed to open, and fire came put, propelling her into the air. She grabbed DJs hand, after putting down the figure, and pulled him into the kitchen, where the rules were explained.

Dipper sat at one end of the room, a paper crown oh is head, Mabel on the other, something similar on her own noggin. The rules where simple, take the crown to your leader, the first person to have two crowns wins. DJ stood before Dipper, his brain zooming. He processed everything around him, from the movement of the air to the slight tremors in the ground below. He could TOTALLY win this.

MJ, on the other hand, was studying him, carefully making observations as to how to beat this opponent. Then, the bell rung and they rushed towards each other. When they connected, a loud banging sound could be heard, like metal being continually hit. In reality, DJ and MJ were fighting, their fists connecting in mid air. The sound was DJs shots rebounding off of MJs, who didn't seem to feel anything. DJ felt his arms getting tired and he was getting sore, but contined, getting a lucky blow at her jaw, sending her flying. She righted herself mid air, turned and shot forward, dodging all of his attacks. She pulled the crown of Dipper head and shot back, only to find her Mommy's gone. DJ smirked, holding it up an plopping it on his fathers head. MJ quickly placed the crown on her moms head, and return to attack. Once again, the metallic sound could be heard, faster this time.

Eventually, after five minutes of fighting, they began to get sluggish a another five, and they collapsed, Utterly exhausted. The pine twins smiled, picked up the now sleepy children and placed them into their room. But before they left, they saw the baby's float into the same crib and snuggle up together, sleeping peacefully. They smiled, and closed the door, going about their business while their children slept.

So, There you go.