“I think we’ll take the—” says Mabel.

“GOLD! GOLD! GOLD!” screams Blendin.

Dipper and Mabel stare at him.

“What?” says Blendin. “That’s why we went on this whole stupid adventure in the first place!”

“I can’t argue with that!” shrugs Mabel. “Imagine if stuff you touched turned to gold! Everything would be amazing! Except for playing basketball, come to think of it.”

“Yeah,” says Dipper. “I guess it would be neat to turn people into gold statues.”

“SO BE IT!” says the wizard as he hands the gang a flask of glowing gold liquid. He then mounts a unicorn and rides off into the sunset, like you do.

Blendin pops the cap off the flask and takes a swig. He passes it to Dipper, who does the same. Dipper passes it to Mabel, who wipes off the rim and then also swigs.

“Does anyone feel any different?” she asks.

Everyone shrugs.

Dipper touches a rock with his finger and watches it turn to gold. “WHOA! It worked! Guys, we have the power! High-five!”

They all lean back to high-five and then—

“Wait!” screams Blendin. “We almost all high-fived each other into being gold statues.”

“Phew, that would have been really dumb. Good catch!” Mabel says as they all simultaneously wipe their brows in relief and turn themselves to gold.

THE END.