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Mabel's POV

Me and Dippin' sauce where walking to the pool, I was wearing my new sweater with a sun on it! Suddenly, Dipper stopped dead in his tracks, I didn't notice and tripped over him, Causing us both to fall over each other.

"Woah! Are you guys alright?" Wendy called from the life guard stand.

"Yeah, this happens all the time... I thought you got fired, Wendy?" I said.

"I got re-hired... Mr Poolcheck lost his job for being to violent." Wendy explained.

I leaped into the pool, swimming underwater, flirting with a guy named Greg, I got a restraining order! That was fun. Then I overheard Wendy say,

"Dipper, you okay? You've been soaking your feet in the water for over 15 minutes."

"I'M FINE! Hehehehehehe, OF COUSE I CAN SWIM! I'm just... relaxing! I'm tired because... I LIFT WEIGHTS! Hehehehehe, yeah..." Dipper studdered.

Really, Dip? That's the best you can do? Weights?

"Ooookkaaayy..." Wendy said, looking confused but returned to her magazine.

I swam over to my cray-cray brother.

"Really, Dipper? Weights?" I asked him.

"You where eavesdropping?" He asked.

"That doesn't matter! What I want to know is why where you just sitting there?" I pushed.

"I...Don't know how to swim..." He muttered.

"WWHHHHAAAATTTT?!" I screamed.

"I would know if my own brother can't swim!" I continued.

"You don't exactly pay attention to-Mabel?" Dipper started.

I saw a butterfly! Here pretty butterfly!

"MABEL!?"

"Wha- Oh right!" I said.

"It's easy, Dip. You'll get it as soon as you're in!" I said, shoving him in the pool.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed. Hehe, he screams like a girl...

And, he wasn't coming up. I was afraid of that.

"WENDY!?"

She looked up from her magazine.

"DIPPER'S DROWNING!"

"What!?" She shrieked, leaping in after him, shortly returning with Dipper.

Dipper was so going to thank me for this.

"What are you waiting for!? Give him CPR!"

"I never learned how!" She screamed, panicked.

"Then why are you a life guard?!"

"It has high pay!"

He was SO going to thank me for this.

"Just do mouth-to-mouth!"

"O-okay,"

After a few minutes of deep breaths and exhales:

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! W-W-Wendy?!"

Dipper's face was as red as a tomato. Literally.

I quietly gave him a thumbs-up.

He passed out. Really?

"I'd better get him to a doctor!" Wendy declared.

"There is one right up the road!" I told her.

"GRUNKLE STAN!?" I screamed.

"Dipper needs a HOSPITAL!"

"WWWHHHAAAT?! Hospitals are EXPENSIVE!" Stan shouted.

"It's an EMERGENCY!"

"Fine. Get in the car."

...

"I can verify that he indeed past out from happiness." The doctor said.

"Happi-"

"NOTHING!" I interrupted Wendy's confusion.

"I can verify that he will indeed survive." The doctor said.

"How long until he wakes up?" I asked.

"I can verify that he will indeed wake up in 24 hours or less."

"Looks like we're goin' home, kids."

Wendy carried Dipper out to the Stanley Mobile with no trouble at all, gently setting him in the seat next to me. And putting on his seatbelt.

"Uh-oh!"

"What?" Wendy asked.

"Somebody's in Looooovvvve!"

"No!" Wendy denied, I swore I saw a tint of red cover her face.

"Alright, break it up! We're on our way home. WENDY!? Be at work tomorrow at 7!"

"Yes, Mr Pines..." Wendy said.

...

On the way home, Dipper cracked a small smile.

When he wakes up, he SO owes me. Bigtime.