Someone (or something) was knocking on the door of the Mystery Shack.
"Who could it possibly be at this hour?" Stanley Pines muttered as he walked to the door. He opened the door. It was the Handwitch.
"Good evening Mr. Pines" she said. Stan shrieked and slammed the door. He turned around and pressed his back to the door. He heard footsteps, a door creaked open, and an eerie light filled the hallway. Stan gave another shriek and shielded his face with his arms.
"Uncle Stan?" came Mabel's voice. Stan lowered his arms. It was just his niece and nephew.
"Are you okay? What's going on?" Dipper asked.
Stan was breathing hard. "The Handwitch! She's at the door!"
"You mean that witch who lives in the cave?" Dipper asked.
"Do we know any other Handwitches?" Stan snapped.
"Well don't be rude" Mabel said. "Let her in!"
"No!" Stan snapped.
Mabel shouted "What do you want?"
"I have a very important question for Mr. Pines" the witch shouted. "It will benefit him greatly."
Thinking of money, Stan swung the door open. "Step right this way."
They walked in to the living room.
"Will you go out with me?" the witch asked.
"What!?" Stan exclaimed. "No!"
"Please?" the witch begged. "My boyfriend just dumped me."
"How does dating you benefit me?" Stan asked. "I'd have somebody other than myself to think about."
The witch snapped her fingers. An army of hands paraded into the house and grabbed Dipper and Mabel.
"Go out with me or they die!"