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“Dipper! Come on! We gotta get the candy dream stick to save Uncle Ford!”
“What?! Mabel! It’s 3:68 a.m. in the morning!”
“I know! But Bill is back and he’s trying to get into Uncle Ford’s dreams!”
“Doesn’t he have a protective metal plate in his head?”
“That’s why we gotta use the candy dream stick! Now come on! We gotta hurry!”
As the two twins jump out of their beds and run downstairs, they quickly burst into Ford’s secret room. They glance around the room scanning for where the lifesaving device could be. Spotting a pile of cluttered contraptions, the siblings jump into the pile of inventions and discarded mechanics that accumulated over time. Soon enough, Mabel, with her impeccable sense of smell for candy, emerges at the top victoriously. She holds up the child sized candy dream stick like a sword she pulled out of stone.
“Ahah! Thanks to my impeccable sense of smell for candy, I emerged at the top victoriously!!”
“Great job Mabel! That’s amazing how you used your impeccable sense of smell for candy then emerged at the top victoriously! Now let’s go save Great Uncle Ford!”
“Uhuh! You gotta love my impeccable sense of smell for candy so I emerged at the top victoriously!” Mabel beams.
The candy loving girl says this as she sways her hips from side to side, her hand on one. Particularly proud of herself, she congratulates herself for her impeccable sense of smell for candy and emerging at the top victoriously. This moment easily makes it to her mental list of top 40 Best Moments of Her Life. Back to business, Mabel and Dipper run up to Ford who is asleep in his chair. With a “hiyah!” Mabel sticks the staff-like candy dream stick into Ford’s ear. After a few seconds of digging around, swirling in circles, and jabbing it in different directions, she scoops out a familiar triangle shaped fiend.
“Hey! What gives?!”
“Stay away from our uncle you demon!”
“Yeah! Don’t mess with him anymore!”
“Relax! I was only trying to find his super secret secret!”
“No! You leave him alone! Secrets are secrets!”
Mabel grabs a nearby bag of doritos, opens it, and begins tossing the chips at him. Dipper joins in while letting Mabel hold the bag.
“Hey! Cut that out! That’s very annoying!”
“Not until you leave him alone!” Dipper demands.
“Yeah!” Mabel pipes up. “Or else we’re gonna throw infinite mini yous forever!”
“Stop it! Fine! Have it your way! You win! Goodbye!”
“Yeah! We did it! We saved Uncle Ford! We saved the world again!”
“There’s nothing we can’t do together Mabel!” Dipper cheers as they high five.
“Snrk. Huh?! What?! What’s going on? Kids? What are you doing here? What’s with that candy dream stick? Did something happen? And why do I have the feeling that Mabel used her impeccable sense of smell for candy and then emerged at the top victoriously? You have some explaining to do.”