Dipper woke up, again finding a well-made breakfast on his nightstand. He looked around his bedroom and saw somewhat tattered balloons and streamers hanging from the walls that weren't there yesterday.
"Thanks, Mabel." he said, looking up at the streamers and balloons.
The decorations all turned into bugs, which gathered into a pile that formed Mabel.
"You're welcome." said Mabel cheerfully. She still looked a bruised and banged up from yesterday, and she seemed like she hadn't gotten much sleep last night. "Ready to start Dipper Day 2?"
"If you're up to it. You don't look so well." said Dipper.
"Eh, I'm fine." said Mabel. "After breakfast, what do you wanna do first?"
"You can choose." said Dipper.
"It's your day, Dip. You choose." said Mabel.
"I choose that the first thing we do is what you want." said Dipper.
"Hmm, okay." said Mabel.
The first thing the twins did after breakfast was go to the park to practice baseball. Dipper had never been the sporty type, but Mabel thought he would give it a shot. He missed the first few baseball she pitched his way, but soon he manage to land a pretty good hit on one. It seemed to be moving pretty fast as it flew right into Mabel and knocked her over.
Dipper cringed before Mabel got up and said "Good hit, bro! You're a natural at this game!"
There was a brief pause before she said "I'm okay!" giving a thumbs up with the hand that wasn't rubbing her now swollen cheek. "Just give me a minute and I'll be ready to pitch the next one. Maybe I should change into one of those pitching machines."
"I think I'm gonna take a break from baseball for now. And probably for a long time." said Dipper.
"Suit yourself." said Mabel, shrugging. "What's next on the Dipper itinerary?"
The day continued much like the previous one, with Mabel doing whatever Dipper wanted, doing all the hard work involved and taking the brunt of all the injuries or other unpleasantness. Dipper was still uneasy about his sister's willingness to do all this, but she assured him that she was fine, and that he should just focus on being happy. And Dipper definitely did enjoy and appreciate a lot of the things his sister was doing for him, even if he wished she'd care a bit more about her own well-being.
They had also seen quite a few things Mabel managed to turn into that day. A pig, a cannon, a stop sign, a toy train, a telescope, a book, a giant spider, a microscope, a map, a wagon, and a dragon were among the things she turned into.
Sometime during the evening, Dipper decided to ask her something as they sat outside on a rock.
"So, I really, really, appreciate that you're doing this, don't get me wrong." said Dipper. "But why are you putting yourself in so much danger?"
"It's not that much danger." said Mabel, rubbing her still swollen cheek. She had a guilty look as she said "Besides, it's only fair. If you suffered for three days while I got everything I wanted, then you should get everything you want for four days while I suffer."
"Mabel," said Dipper, placing a hand on his sister's shoulder. "I don't think you deserve to suffer, and you being safe and happy is something I want."
"Then you're a way better sibling than I'll ever be." said Mabel, looking down. She looked very tired.
"Did you get enough sleep last night?" asked Dipper.
"I did kinda stay up later than usual." said Mabel, beginning to smile again. "You know, to plan the day out and make sure everything is ready."
"Well, tonight I want you to get some rest." said Dipper.
"If that's what you want." said Mabel. "Until then, what do you want to do? I was thinking maybe something with fireworks."
Dipper shuddered at the possibilities of what could happen with his sister and fireworks given the way she was currently feeling. "How about a movie instead?"
"Sounds good, Dipper." said Mabel with a smile. With that, she turned back into a swarm of bugs, many of which looking rather injured, and tiredly made her way back inside, Dipper following behind her.