"Those are elves, the furry guys are yetis, yes they're friendly, and I recommend the peanut butter ones," said Dipper as he worked on Mikey's collar, working it almost like a puzzle box, pressing certain symbols and scratching out others.

It suddenly dissolved into black dust that disappeared into nothing and he went to work on Raph.

"Hang in there, big guy," Dipper said, immediately moving over to the now-horizontal turtle. He wasn't looking so good and despite the bloody nose of earlier, Dipper didn't have any hard feelings. "Soon as I have this off, you'll be yourself again in no time. You'll still need lots of rest but you'll start healing faster once your myth powers kick in."