Dipper came home from his job as San Francisco police chief. Pacifica was cooking spaghetti. Joy and Lily were now two years old, and Pacifica was expecting again.
"Hi, Daddy!" Joy squealed. Lily gave him a bunch of lilies.
"How was work, dear?" asked Pacifica.
"Same old, same old," Dipper answered. Pacifica let out a gasp. Dipper had heard that gasp when Joy and Lily were ready to be born.
"What's wrong with Mommy?" Joy asked. She hadn't understood when her parents had told her that her mother was pregnant.
"She's going to have another baby, sweetie," Dipper explained.
A few hours later, Joy and Lily had two little brothers. They were named Jonathan and Lucas.
If I get 10 more positive reviews, I'll write more on Joy, Lily, Jonathan, and Lucas!