“We roll with the Time Dukes!” says Dipper.

“That’s fantastic!” says Davy Time-Jones.

Dipper, Mabel, and Blendin let out big sighs.

“Because it means I get to enjoy beating you to a pulp!” Davy Time-Jones lifts up his eye patch to reveal a clock for an eye that reads CLOCK KINGS 4 LYF.

“Oh, man,” says Dipper. He ducks and dodges a bowlful of hot chili.

The twins grab whatever they can and hurl it back at the Time Pirate. Mabel throws a handful of uncooked broccoli; Dipper tosses a slice of ham. Both hit Davy Time-Jones in the face.

Davy Time-Jones clenches his fists and trembles with rage. “CLOCK KINGS! ASSEMBLE! TAKE OUT THESE PUNY TIME DUKES!”

All the other Clock Kings drop what they’re doing and surround Blendin and the twins. Suddenly, there’s a laser blast and everyone gets quiet. Standing on a balcony is the warden, with a smoking weapon in his hand. Everyone freezes.

“Now, y’all know I like to keep this Infinitentiary in order,” says the warden. “Fella steps outta line, I got no problem with de-aging him using my reverse chrono-blaster. Yah!” The warden whips out his chrono-blaster and points it at a bearded elderly convict.

Immediately, the convict reverse-ages, getting younger and younger until he is just a gurgling baby rolling around in a prison jumpsuit. Everyone gasps.

“So unless y’all want to be infantilized right now, I suggest you turn in whoever started this here fight,” says the warden.

One hundred convict fingers point at Dipper, Mabel, and Blendin.

The baby lets out a long wail.

“How would you three bad apples like to spend some time in solitary confinement?” asks the warden.

“Oooh, an upgrade!” says Mabel.

“Not exactly,” says the warden, appearing beside them on the cafeteria floor. Pointing his chrono-blaster at them, he leads them into the dark of the prison, throws them in a single cell, and locks them away.

“Wait, are we actually stuck in prison for life now?” asks Mabel.

“Yes, we are,” says Blendin. “But…there’s a fun game I personally invented called Scratch the Days into the Wall! What you do is you take a stone and scratch a line into the wall,” adds Blendin as he does it. “There, that’s one, that’s for today. Now, we just do this again tomorrow and, well…every day for the rest of our lives. Wanna play it with me? It’s a totally original game that only I know about!”

“No,” says Mabel. “I’m good.”

“Should have said ‘Clock Kings,’” mutters Dipper, scratching a line into the wall.

For the trio, it looks like it’s…

THE END.