[INT. MYSTERY SHACK – NIGHT]
The Shack is quiet. The chaos is over. The camera pans across wreckage: broken bottles, singed furniture, faint magical sparks.

Suddenly, Waddles the pig waddles into frame… still floating two inches off the ground. He oinks happily, then slowly begins to rise higher.

CUT TO:
Dipper, sitting at a desk, scribbling in his journal.

DIPPER: (muttering) Okay… Subject W, formerly normal pig. Now exhibiting persistent levitation. Cause unknown. Possible permanent mutation. Further study required.

MABEL: (off-screen, dramatically) OR… he’s an angel sent to bless us!

Mabel bursts in, wearing a glowing bedazzled robe and a halo made from Christmas lights. She scoops up Waddles (who drifts upward like a balloon).

MABEL: (singing) “Waddles is my flying piggy, soaring through the skyyyyy!”

She accidentally lets go. Waddles floats up to the ceiling.

HOOTY (popping his head in from the window): Don’t worry, I’ll grab him! HOOOOOT!

Hooty stretches up, grabs Waddles… and then immediately gets stuck in the ceiling beams.

HOOTY: (muffled) Uh-oh… I’m wedged! Again!

KING (from the couch, yawning): Let him stay there. Adds to the atmosphere of fear.

[SMASH CUT TO BLACK.]