"YAAAWWWWN!" Dipper Pines awoke with a refreshed yawn as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
A quick peek outside revealed to the boy a bright and sunny morning! Today is going to be great! Jumping out of bed, he landed with a 'hup!'
Because he was staring directly at his twin sister's bed, a large lump was slowly rising and just as slowly lowering. A sleeping Mabel, is one less person to worry about. Off to the bathroom he went.
Waddles lightly snored in his human friend's comfy bed; for some reason she had left in a hurry.
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"Do-do-do-do-doo! Walkin' to the bathroom! Gonna' get some toothpaste; gonna' brush all the gunk right out! Do-do-doo!" Dipper sang to himself on hid way to the restroom; paying little to no attention to the trail of water beside him.
The bathroom was where a person, guy or gal, went to relax, read, or sleep all while-- "Dipper!" a female voice rang in his ears. The lad gasped as he saw his sister.
Mabel was cooped up in the bathtub; it was filled to the top with water. But, the shocking thing was that she didn't splash most of it out with her feet; she didn't have any! A mermaid tail stretching out and just a bit over the tub's edge. And a sheepish, yet frightened expression stained her face. "I need your help!"