- Dipper, are you sure this is how it's supposed to work?

A concerned voice arose amongst the tranquillity of a small wooden house, as Wendy Corduroy was rather sceptical of her boyfriend's plans. On its own, that wasn't anything unusual - reasoning behind Dipper's actions would often be a mystery even to himself. This situation, however, was slightly more delicate.

The two young adults were currently lying on on their bed, with various pieces of clothing scattered around it. The atmosphere of their late afternoon rendez-vous was steadily rising up, until Dipper proposed to try a new position he found.

Several minutes have passed since the two lovers assumed the correct combination of their bodies shown in the printed picture (or more appropriately, schematics), trying to achieve a form that could resemble the one on the printed piece of paper. The biggest difference was that series of images showed quite clearly a happy couple, enjoying their activity, which couldn't be said about Wendy and Dipper.

- Dipper... I don't think I can move. - Wendy groaned, still waiting for her boyfriend to give them the next step necessary to achieve an ultimate, promised, orgasm-yielding position.

Dipper, however couldn't do much - the notes he had seemed to assume way bigger amount of limbs for each of the participants than normal. And Dipper could swear that if looked correctly, the number of people having sex differed between each step. When he looked from his plans, he met his girlfriend's impatient stare, and had to finally admit defeat.

- Alright, I confess. I have no idea how this position is supposed to work. - Dipper sighed despondently, tossing the piece of paper aside.

He was surprised to feel Wendy's breath on his neck a few moments later, when they both untangled each other, followed by her gentle kisses peppering their way to his mouth.

- So tell me, Dip... Why did you even bother bringing this thing?
- I didn't want you to think I'm predictable! Cos you know, we mostly did it one way... - he shied away from an oncoming kiss, only to be greeted by Wendy's soft giggle.
- No offence, Dipper, but being predictable is kinda part of you... - she giggled, leaning for yet another kiss, this time fully returned. - So just lie back and relax, I'm gonna take care of any innovations from now on, 'kay?

Neither Wendy not Dipper knew the name of the position they found their entwined bodies in a minute later. And for that matter, they weren't sure if Wendy's idea was even a proper position, recognised by any book or website on that topic. But by the time sun has set, they both knew they will need to try it again some time soon.