A/N: Again, sorry for how long this took. I was originally going to do something else, but I got the worse case of writers block I have ever had for it. Now that I'm back I can really get these one-shots going : )

Sam finally woke up and stretched. Last night, Stan had thrown another party at the Mystery Shack, and looking for cheep labour that he didn't have to pay Oregon's ridiculously high minimum wage, he had hired Sam for a one time job (Do the words "child labor" come to mind?). After the party Sam had been allowed to stay the night and had partied with Dipper until they past out, much to Mabel's annoyance. So it basically was Dipper's revenge for all the sleepovers Mabel had with Candy and Grenda that had kept him up to an ungodly hour.

After he regained his bearings, Sam walked around the house, or more accurately: He stumbled along, nursing a slight hangover from all the caffeinated sodas he had drank last night. He turned a corner into the living room where he saw Dipper half asleep, sprawled on the carpet with magnifying glass in one hand and a note filled with incoherent babble that was written after they had their sixth caffeinated Pitt Cola (Wow! That must have been one heck of a night). Sam gave Dipper a little kick.

"What happened last night?"

Dipper looked up at Sam, then at the magnifying glass and the gibberish note: Which said, wkh rqh zkr uxqv wkg vxq lv zdwfklqj ay. He managed to pull his sore body up.

"I don't know man, I don't know."

Dipper then felt something strange underneath his hat, and when he removed it he found an unopened can of Pitt sitting perfectly on top top of his hair. He broke the seal and offered it to Sam.

"Want to split it?"

With only a grumbled "thank you" (Sam always remembers his manners) Sam grabbed the can and took a sip, then he handed it back to Dipper. They both turned around and found Mabel's bracy smile inches from their face. Most people would have instantly jumped back at her sudden appearance, but Sam didn't even flinch and Dipper was so tired that his mind was running five seconds behind the world around him.

Five seconds later

"AAHHH!"

Dipper nearly did a back flip. Mabel laughed until her sides hurt, she might have been upset with her brother for keeping her up last night, but she was over it now and playfully mocked her Dipper.

"Ha ha, Doofus." *Pokes Dipper twice* "Beep, boop."

Now that Dipper was fully awake, he just winced slightly at being poked and brushed her off.

"Have fun at the "Party at the Mystery Shack #2", because I sure did."

Sam and Dipper grinned, they certainly had. A random girl from town (just a background character) who was partying way too hard way too early (If you've been to big parties, you know who I'm talking about) had though Dipper was cute and flirted with him a little. Dipper didn't really like her, but still that's not the point. She might have started offering her phone number, but she past out half way through the night and her big brother had to take her home.

"I know YOU had fun, Sam. Wink, wink."

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?"

What was possibly the biggest grin Mabel was capable of spread wide on her face, her rosy cheeks making it look even bigger. She told him exactly what made that smile appear.

"I saw you sneak off with Andri near the end." *Playfully punches his arm* "You scoundrel."

Sam got a little pink in his cheeks and tried to defend his case.

"Why does your mind always go to those places? Nothing happened between me and her, we're not even interested in each other. All we did was talk."

"Oh really?!" *Gets a portable black light* "I though you would say that, so I got Dipper to help me make a plan to prove you wrong. I knew she doesn't like to wear lipstick, so that makes smooch marks hard to spot. So I had Dipper slip a non-toxic ultraviolet liquid in her drink."

Mabel flipped the black light on, and shined it on Sam. Around his face, several lip prints glowed purple under the black light, each one left behind by Andri. Sam instantly started turning crimson, and a sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Thant is way too smart for you, Mabel."

She twirled her fair with her index finger, and said with pride.

"I'm more smart then you could imagine, buster... and to be fair, most of that was Dipper."

He roled his eyes, he had suspected as much. His face started to take on a scarlet hew as his mind came back to what they were talking about.

"Please, don't tell Trixie about this. I'll never hear the end of it."

Dipper just made a zipping motion across his lips, he would never betray his best friend. Mabel on the other hand, she needed some convincing.

"Bye my silence."

Sam leaned over and whispered into Mabel's ear. The grin Mabel usually had on slowly faded as Sam kept whispering. Eventually he drew back.

"How's that? I keep your secret if you keep mine?"

"Deal."

Mabel walk out, not too happy with the fact that Sam always seemed to find out the stuff you didn't want him to know. Dipper wanted to pry, but he decided he didn't want to know what could stop his sister from opening her mouth.

Later

They had breakfast and recovered from the night before. Then Stan put them all on clean up duty fr the remains of last night's party. Mabel was to pick up trash outside, Dipper was to pick up trash inside, and Sam was to put away all the party supplies. Stan also made it clear that he wouldn't pay Sam until he got done with that.

Sam folded up chairs one at a time, and put them away in the lonely room with no company. It was going to take awhile. Most people would have just though it was boring, but angels like Sam don't get as soul-crushingly bored as most people do. That doesn't mean he enjoyed it, he would have preferred having help or even being the one who was picking up the trash, but it wasn't like him to just complain. So he did his work

He looked at the clock, it had only been five minutes, and even though he was a efficient worker he wasn't near done.

"Man..."

He ended up thinking of the passage of time around him. Of every proton, newtron, and electeon spinning around a atom, and all that clumping together to form matter. That was how an angels mind works, it sees deeper into things, like time, space, gravity, heat, light, and more. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He was rediscovering something he had forgotten years ago, just the concept of every molecule spinning in time, and each object having it's own speed and its own molecules that spun at their own speed. You can feel free not to understand this at all, there's no shame in it. In fact, if you don't immediately understand it, then chances are you're normal.

Sam felt a tingle of power in gut as he looked back up at the clock. It had stopped moving, and the world was quiet.

"What!?"

It started ticking again, and sound filled the room. Sam walked over to the clock to make sure he hadn't imagined the whole thing. When he looked at the clock, each tick struck in perfect time from the last one. It certainly didn't seem to slow down or give any sign that it had stopped longer then for the lap of time between ticks.

He would have just kept working, but a incredible idea popped into his head, and with it he couldn't stop himself from grinning wolfishly. He concentrated as hard as he could, and his eyes started to glow. A moment later, the clock stopped turning.

Well it WAS still turning, but to Sam in looked like the world had slowed to a crawl. It took all of his attention to keep this up, and after awhile he let it slip. Exhaling greatfully from the strain that he let go.

"...That. Was. AMAZING!" *Laughs in triumph* "I just manipulated TIME!" *Pumps his fists in the air*

Stan poked his head around the corner.

"Yeah, you just waisted it. Now get back to work!"

The old man had no clue what Sam had just done, but thd 13 year old was too excited to be embarrassed. He hadn't actually slowed time down, on the contrary, he sped it up. Because slowing time down require that every molecule that makes up matter in the universe to slow down, he didn't have that power. He had simply sped up his own passage in time, so that to him all the world seemed to be going slower.

He smiled with pride at his new power, which quickly turned into more of a mischievous grin as he thought of the all the things he could do with it.

"Oooohhhh, I can't wait to have some fun with this one."