The Triplets' Guides (Reader Insert Version)

(y/n)'s Guide to Survival

"I'm here" replied Dipper's rather muffled voice. "But I could use some help."

The two sisters turned to find Dipper, whose top half of his body was buried in the sand.

"We've got you, bro" (y/n) said, as she and Mabel each grabbed one of their brother's kicking feet and pulling with all their strength. Eventually, the rest of Dipper popped out of the ground.

As he started to cough up sand, Mabel patted his back in a comforting manner.

"Thanks guys" he said. "But where are we?"

(y/n) was already observing the area.

"We appear to be on a small lone island that's not Scuttlebutt Island" she concluded. She then turned towards the camera.

"This just turned into (y/n)'s Guide to Survival."

(y/n) held up a rather soggy cardboard sign to the camera that was labelled '(y/n)'s Guide to Adventures: Survival, Day 1.'

"It's Day 1, and so far things are as good as being stranded on an island can get " (y/n) said to the camera. "We've assigned jobs to help with survival. Mabel's on shelter duty, Dipper's on food duty, and I'm on boat duty."

She panned the camera to show the remains of the little boat, which had crashed onto the shore into multiple pieces. However, she appeared to have put most of it back together, for all that was left was a giant hole at the bottom of the tiny boat.

"It took a lot of tree sap, but it shouldn't take me long to patch up that hole" (y/n) said, before turning towards her siblings. "Hey, guys, how's the shelter and food going?"

She panned the camera to the side to reveal Mabel building a small hut built out of a variety of different leaves and wood about two feet away from the boat, and Dipper bringing in two woven baskets full of what looked like coconuts. He appeared to be struggling with carrying their weight.

"Almost done! It just needs a few finishing touches" Mabel cheered. She turned to see her brother struggling to carry both baskets.

"Need any help, bro bro?"

"No thanks, I've got it" he replied through clenched teeth, as he tried to walk closer with the baskets.

However, he lost his grip on one of the baskets, and it tumbled out of his arms. Coconuts spilled everywhere, and Dipper screamed as he tripped over two of them.

Unfortunately, many of the coconuts had collided into the shelter and the unstable little hut started to tilt to one side.

"She's coming down!" screamed Mabel.

The small hut fell...right on top of the nearly fixed boat.

When the dust finally cleared, all that was left were the broken remains of the shelter and the boat, and coconuts scattered everywhere.

"Ok, this time it's gonna be different" (y/n) said to the camera. Instead of being on the shore, (y/n) was surrounded by several trees in a forest deeper on the island. She seemed to be hiding in a leafy bush.

"Mabel's fixing the boat, Dipper's building the shelter, and I'm getting food" she said. "And this time, we'll be hunting instead of gathering."

A huge grin crossed over her features as she turned the camera to her target. It was a brown, medium-sized rabbit, who was grazing on a patch of grass.

(y/n) then turned the camera back towards her, to show that she was tying a sharp rock around a staff-sized stick with a piece of twine.

She fingered the makeshift spear, and concentrated on her target. She took in a deep breath, before pulling back her arm and letting the spear fly.