“He ordered broom service!” yells Blendin.

“WHAT? Wizards don’t use brooms! You’re thinking of witches! I’m offended! The correct answer was he wand-ered around!” says the wizard, sneering. He claps his hands and the room stops filling with cola. It starts draining.

“Wait,” says Dipper, “you’re not going to drown us?”

“Oh, heavens, no, I would never do such a thing. People aren’t fun at all when they’re dead. Besides, you’re more valuable to me alive. Since you’re apparently terrible at guessing riddles, you’ll be the perfect test audience for me to try out a thousand more riddles I was working on.”

“We were kind of hoping to leave,” says Mabel.

“Hey, here’s a riddle! Who’s now trapped in here for all eternity?” asks the wizard.

“N-not us?” says Blendin.

“WRONG AGAIN!” screams the wizard, grinning. “Okay, here’s a good one. What did the wizard say to the ostrich while they were potion shopping? Hint: the answer is long and obscure!”

Everyone groans in unison.

For our heroes, it looks like…

THE END.