"Please! You could develop a taste for sweets if you gave it a possibility!"

The door opens and the smell of rain hits me squarely in the face. I groan, wiping the grains from my upper lip.

Shit.

The rain drops pummel my body and I fall down, crouching on the ground. I look up at the house and see Dipper standing on the porch, watching. My hands dissolve before my eyes as I reach out for her.

"Dipper! Please!"

She just blinks those bright yellow eyes as I lose feeling in my legs, and then my torso, and then...

Dipper bites into one of Dee's pretzels as she melts onto the ground, sugar crystals getting stuck to the pavement.

"A shame, really," Dipper sighs, touching her lips, and goes back inside, closing the door behind her.