Dipper rolled his eyes and threw the pillow at her, flopping backwards.

"Ugh, I just poured my heart out and we're in Blanket-town. I am not telling you about the guys on the team just so you can start preemptively crushing before you even meet them."

His tone was affectionate, though, and he started poking her with his foot.

"You'll have to meet them yourself. And then you can start taking their pictures and taping them to pillows so you can practice kissing -- mwuah mwuah mwuah." Each mwuah came with a poke of his toe.