Dipper had shrunken down so much it was like he was just born a few seconds ago. He looked around his body and gasped, then back up at Mabel with a frustrated look. "Mabow! Pwees teww me dis is wevowsibow!"
Mabel just giggled. "That's the fun part, you're stuck like this forever! You're not my twin anymore, just my tiny baby bro!" Mabel giggled, picking up Dipper. "Don't worry, you look, and sound, way cuter like this anyway~"
"WH-WHAT? N-now, I duwanna be a baby! Mabow, pwees! Wevowse dis NOW!" Dipper demanded, kicking and struggling in the admittedly weak grasp of Mabel, unable to break free of even the weakest of clutches.
"I told you Dipper, even if I wanted to, there's nothing that can be done. You'd better get used to being a baby, because this is all you'll be for the rest of your life." Mabel poked Dipper's nose, carrying him across the rest of the park while teasing and playing with her newfound perma-baby bro.
Mabel continued walking down the park, until she found...
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