Dylan sat at his desk in his room waiting for his sister and mom to come home. His father Dipper pines was downstairs pacing about. Dylan thought of how his sister was so magical yet such a train wreck. James came to mind. That boy had magical things come to him. When people found out his father was Dipper pines they were impressed. But Dylan never found anything magical. It was always James. The door downstairs opened and Dylan rushed down. When he saw Penelope he hugged her. She hugged him back and smiled. She sat down and began to explain what had happened. Magical things always went bad. Dylan  kissed her forehead. "I'm just glad your safe." She smiled back. Something was off. Her face shined less bright. Her eyes said one thing. Betrayal. As Dylans sister got up and left Dylan felt something he never felt before. He felt unsure around his sister. Did something change?