Welcome to the Family:

Dipper couldn't help but chuckle when he entered the waiting room. Stan and Ford were pacing, arm in arm, up and down the legnth of the room, hands in their pockets, brows furrowed. Soos and Melody were playing catch with a crumpled piece of paper. Abuelita was asleep. Logan was asleep in Wendy's lap as she ran her fingers through his hair.. Mabel was lying in the floor, watching a ceiling fan as it spun around and around and around.

"...a burrito flew around my room before you came…no manches."

"What?" Stan questioned as he stopped his and Ford's pacing.

"It's a vine you uncultured swine!" Mabel answered.

"That's a long name for a climbing plant," Ford mused.

"Not that kind of vine!" Mabel said in a horrified voice. "I have failed you two as a niece!"

"Ahem," Dipper made his presence known.

Everyone, including a snoozing Abuelita, jumped up at the sound and raced to Dipper.

"And?" they all asked at once.

Dipper smiled as he answered. "She's here."

Loud screams of excitement that probably shook the entire hospital erupted as Dipper was smothered in hugs and cheers.

"Congratulations, son," Ford patted Dipper on the back.

"How's Pacifica?" Wendy asked.

"Tired, but fine. She did amazing!"

"Well, of course she did," Stan said. "Tough as nails, that one."

"Enough chit-chat, when can we see her!?" Mabel began shaking her brother violently.

"As soon as you stop choking me," Dipper said.

"Oh!" Mabel released him. "Okay I let go of you, vamanos!"

"Fine, but if you get that rough with my daughter I'll hurt you," Dipper warned his sister.

Stan chuckled. "She's not even a full day old yet and you've already got overprotective-daddy syndrome."

"Please," Mabel snickered. "He's had that since Pacifica took the test."

"Accurate," Soos agreed.

Dipper led them down the hall to the recovery room he, Pacifica, and Persia had been moved to about an hour after the birth. He slowly opened the door and poked his head in. Pacifica was leaned against a pile of pillows, holding Persia in her arms, an exhausted but proud look on her face.

"Prepare to be invaded, Princess," he warned before opening the door all the way.

"Auntie first! Auntie first! Auntie first!" Mabel yelled as she raced in and sped to Pacifica's bedside, leadning over to look at the baby.

"Mabel, careful!" Dipper snapped.

Mabel ignored him as she gasped in wonder at the sight of Persia.

"Oh my goodness!" Mabel whispered, clapping a hand to her mouth. "Oh my gosh, guys!" she turned watery eyed, to her brother, who was watching on with a smile on her face.

"She's precious, you guys!" Mabel gasped again.

"You want to hold her?" Pacifica asked.

Mabel nodded eagerly and Pacifica carefully passed Persia to her. Mabel gasped again as she took the little girl into her arms. Mabel could only stare, jaw dropped as she cradled her niece closer.

"Oh my gosh!" she gasped again. "Hi, there, Persia. It's your Auntie Mabel. You don't know me yet but we're going to be friiiiiieeeeeends."

Persia let out a small yawn, casuing her aunt to squeak at the adorableness.

"Oh my gosh!" she softly squeed. "She's too precious, I'm gonna die!"

"Well pass her here before you do that," stan ordered.

"I just got her!" Mabel protested.

"Like you're not going to get another chance. There's a whole room of people here who want to meet the little tyke."

Mabel reluctantly passed the baby onto Stan.

"Now, let's get a look at you kiddo. Aw," Stan's face melted into a look of pure love as he held her. "This one's gonna be a heartbreaker, I can already tell. Aren't you, Persia?"

Persia only stared up at him, sucking on her hand.

"Yeah, you are," Stan grinned. "You're gonna break all the hearts, what do you think, Ford?"

Stan passed the baby onto his brother who only stared in wonder at her for the first few moments, smiling softly.

"Not gonna say anything, bro?" Stan asked.

Ford gently rocked Persia back and forth. "Greetings there, little one," he finally spoke up. "And welcome to the family."

As Ford rocked his new grate niece Logan scampered over to Pacifica's bed, where Soos was tying off all the balloons they'd brought.

"Paz Paz, I got baby somet'in!" he called as he climbed onto the bed.

"You got the baby somthing, what is it?" Pacifica asked.

Logan pulled a small stuffed llama out from behind his back. Pacifica couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of it.

"And I didn't tell him to pick that one out," Wendy smiled as she walked to Pacifica's side. "He did that all on his own! How are you holding up?"

"Very tired, very sore, very happy," Pacifica answered.

"Sounds about right," Wendy nodded.

"Okay, Auntie's turn again," Mabel gently took Persia back into her arms. She cooed over her as the others gathered around to admire and welcome the newest member of their little family. Dipper smiled as he watched on, then noticed at some point in the meet and greet Pacifica had fallen asleep.

"Okay, now it's Daddy's turn," he stepped into the small circle and took his daughter back into his arms. "Mom's already asleep, and the doctors are probably going to come check on her soon. Technically there are no visiting hours right now so you guys shouldn't even be back here."

"I gotcha, I gotcha," Stan nodded solemenly. "We wouldn't want you getting in trouble either."

"Aw, but I just met her! I don't want to leave!" Mabel whined.

"You'll be seeing plenty more of her," Dipper promised.

Mabel sighed, relucntantly relenting as she and the others quietly slipped out. Dipper looked down at his daughter. She yawned a very wide yawn for a newborn.

"Tired, sweetheart?" he asked as he began pacing back and forth, rocking his daughter in his side to side. "Been a long day for you too hasn't it?"

Persia yawned again and snuggled closer to her father's chest. Dipper's heart swelled as he carefully repositioned her so she could listen to his heartbeat. He walked her around in circles until she fell asleep, and then laid her down in her bassinet next to Pacifica's bed. He kissed her forehead goodnight. He walked over to his wife, who was still asleep, and kissed her forehead as well before walking over to the couch that would be his bed for the night. It was not the most comfortable thing on the face of the planet, but it was all there was for him in this room and he was not leaving his girls to go home!

His girls. Dipper smiled as he got as comfortable as he could, watching Pacifica and Persia slwwping.

His girls.

He could get used to saying that.