Grunkle Stan then appeared back on stage from out of nowhere.

"And now, here it is ladies and gentlemen, the pièce de resistance!" He said before singing again:

Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for
Here it is, you know exactly what's in store
Now's the time we laugh until our sides get sore
Now's the time we crown the King of Fools!

"You all remember last year's king?" Grunkle Stan gestured to said 'king', who burped.

So make a face that's horrible and frightening
Make a face as gruesome as a gargoyle's wing

Soos, who had been watching the whole time, overheard.

"Hey!" Soos protested, insulted.

Grunkle Stan started pulling masked people onto the stage. Namely people who had approached the stage wanting to compete.

GRUNKLE STAN:
For the face that's ugliest will be the King of Fools!
Why?

CROWD:
Topsy turvy!

GRUNKLE STAN:
Ugly folk, forget your shyness

CROWD:
Topsy turvy!

People traded masks, Mabel helped Dipper onto the stage, and a guy in a giant fish costume chased someone dressed as a fisherman... Mabel helped Dipper onto the stage? Uh-oh!

GRUNKLE STAN:
You could soon be called Your Highness!

CROWD:
Put your foulest features on display

GRUNKLE STAN AND CROWD:
Be the king of Topsy Turvy Day!

One-by-one, people had their masks taken off and made the ugliest faces they could. The crowd just booed them, so Waddles butted them off stage one-by-one. Finally it was Dipper's turn, but Waddles just squealed and ran away. Mabel went to take off his mask...only there was no mask. She gasped and so did the crowd.

"That's not mask!" A man pointed.

"It's his face!" A woman said with horror.

"He's hideous!" Another woman said.

"It's the bell ringer from Notre Dame!" Another man realized.

Gideon looked really shocked.

Dipper, hurt and upset, covered his face with his arms.

Grunkle Stan however quickly stepped in to rescue Dipper from further insult. Even though the lad might not be related he still looked like his late nephew and Grunkle Stan felt an obligation to honor that. And on Topsy Turvy Day there was no greater honor than becoming the King of Fools, even if it didn't sound like an honor.

"Ladies and gentlemen don't panic," He waved his cane. "We asked for the ugliest face in all of Paris and here he is: Dipper, the hunchback of Notre Dame!" He put a jester cap on Dipper's head, which was the King of Fools' crown.

GRUNKLE STAN:
Everybody!

The crowd thankfully went along with it and moved forward to create a moving seat for Dipper out of themselves.

CROWD:
Once a year we throw a party here in town

GRUNKLE STAN:
Hail to the king!

CROWD:
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down

GRUNKLE STAN:
Oh, what a king!

Grunkle Stan led the people-seat to the seat that was solely for the King of Fools while spinning his cane like a baton. Last year's king was tossed out and Dipper was tossed in.

CROWD:
Once a year, the ugliest will wear a crown

GRUNKLE STAN:
Girls, give a kiss

To Dipper's surprise, some girls did kiss him on the cheek.

The people who were carrying the seat then carried it to this platform that was somewhat in the middle of the area. Normally that platform was used to humiliate the sinners but this time it was used to honor Dipper, the King of Fools. As he was on his way there he caught a glimpse of Gideon and waved sheepishly to him, who looked at him very crossly.

CROWD:
Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day

GRUNKLE STAN:
We've never had a king like this

Now on the platform, Grunkle Stan put a cape over Dipper's shoulders and put the King of Fools' scepter in his hand. Dipper shed some tears, not believing that he had received such a high honor (holiday wise).

GRUNKLE STAN AND CROWD:
And it's the day we do the things that we deplore
On the other three hundred and sixty-four
Once a year we love to drop in
Where the beer is never stoppin
For the chance to pop some popinjay
And pick a king who'll put the 'top' in
Topsy Turvy Day!
Mad and crazy, upsy-daisy, Topsy Turvy Day!

A whole bunch of other Topsy Turvy things happened as the crowd cheered for Dipper, who raised his arms with joy.

"Dipper! Dipper!" The crowd chanted, a few throwing flowers at him. "Dipper!"

Back at Notre Dame, Multi-Bear, Soos, Mermando, and Katie cheered for Dipper too.

Unfortunately...

"You think he's ugly now?" Durland smirked to Blubs. "Watch this."

He suddenly tossed a tomato at Dipper! Dipper dropped his mouth open, emotionally hurt, and removed the tomato from his face with shock. The crowd gasped as well.

"Now that's ugly!" Durland laughed.

"Hail to the king!" Another soldier said mockingly as he hit Dipper with a tomato.

"Long live the king!" Another soldier hit Dipper with another tomato.

"Bon appétit!" Another soldier mocked as more vegetables were tossed at Dipper.

Sensing trouble, Dipper tried to escape but slipped on a tomato and fell down. The crowd laughed at him. Dipper still tried to escape.

"We're you going hunchback?" A peasant jeered. "The fun's just beginning!"

He lassoed Dipper with a rope! Dipper grabbed the rope as he found himself being pulled down onto the spinning part of the platform. Someone else lassoed an arm, making him drop his scepter. Everyone continued laughing as the two people with the ropes slowly backed away.

Suddenly, Dipper forcefully got up, ripping his shirt, and pulled on the ropes in a desperate attempt to free himself. No longer laughing, the crowd started lassoing him with more ropes and hitting him with more vegetables and even eggs until finally they tied him to the spinning part. Grunkle Stan wished he could stop this, but he knew whoever attempted to would have to deal with Gideon's wrath. Better someone younger who could more easily escape Gideon than an old man like himself.

Dipper was then spun around and pelted repeatedly with vegetables and eggs.

"Master!" He pleaded.

Gideon just frowned.

"Master please help me!" Dipper pleaded.

Gideon looked away.

"Sir," Barnaby frowned. "Request permission to stop this cruelty."

"In a moment captain." Gideon smirked. "A lesson needs to be learned here."

Suddenly, everything went silent. Gideon and Barnaby turned to find Mabel, back in her usual outfit, slowly walking onto the platform. Everyone else watched too, as if they were hypnotized. Actually they were just surprised and didn't know how to react. Dipper too saw Mabel coming and cringed.

"Don't be afraid." Mabel knelt down and took off her shawl. "I'm sorry, this wasn't supposed to happen." She wiped the tomato juice off Dipper's face.

"You, gypsy girl!" Gideon said sternly. "Get down at once!"

"Yes your honor, just as soon as I free this poor creature." Mabel said.

"I forbid it!"

Mabel suddenly took a dagger from underneath her skirt and freed Dipper! The crowd gasped at her boldness.

"How dare you defy me!" Gideon said angrily.

"You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people!" Mabel retorted, angry as well. "You speak of justice but are cruel to those most in need of your help!"

"Silence!"

"Justice!"

The crowd gasped again.

Mabel then helped Dipper up.

"Mark my words gypsy, you will pay for this insolence." Gideon glared.

"Then it appears we have crowned the wrong fool." Mabel retorted, taking off Dipper's jester hat. "The only fool I see, is you!"

She tossed the hat towards Gideon, and Waddles gave Gideon a raspberry for emphasis. The crowd laughed.

"Captain Barnaby, arrest her." Gideon ordered.

Barnaby snapped his fingers and moved his arm forward. Soldiers on horseback started to surround Mabel.

"Well let's see...one two three four five six seven eight nine so there are ten of you and one of me." Mabel said before fake-sobbing: "What's a poor girl to do?"

She continued fake-sobbing, taking out a handkerchief, until she 'sneezed' into the handkerchief, causing her to disappear in a puff of familiar smoke.

"Witchcraft!" Gideon gasped.

"Oh boys, over here."

Everyone looked and saw Mabel and Waddles posing amongst some pumpkins wearing masks.

"There she is!" Durland climbed onto the platform she was on.

"Get her!" Blubs ordered as he followed Durland.

Mabel and Waddles ran off and leapt into the crowd, allowing them to crowd-surf. Blubs and Durland tried the same thing, but the crowd parted, causing them to fall onto the ground.

Mabel and Waddles then flipped onto the ground only to meet with more soldiers. She quickly used the cage of a heretical old man named McGucket to knock the soldiers down, soon using the cage - which had broken free of it's supports - to roll to a gypsy using a board-on-wheels as a wheelbarrow. The gypsy rolled his board away, until finally Mabel leapt onto the board with the cage still following them. The soldiers tried to follow as well but a stilt-walker stopped them and kicked all of them...you-know-where. The soldiers rose into the air squealing with pain.

Mabel, Waddles (who had been on the board previously), and the gypsy smiled at this scene until they flew off a wheelbarrow and landed on the ground. The cage with McGucket ended up landing on more soldiers, causing the door to break open.

"I'm free I'm free!" McGucket cackled before tripping and ending up in the stocks. "Danggit."

Mabel and Waddles ran from another soldier, this one on horseback, until Mabel leapt off Waddles's back and pulled down the pants of another stilt-walker. The soldier ended up hitting the pants as his horse kept going, resulting in a makeshift slingshot. The soldier screamed as he soared through the air. Mabel watched until the soldier's helmet landed on her head in a neat spin. She then took off the helmet and bowed.

But more soldiers were coming, three to be exact. Not worried one bit, Mabel tossed the helmet like a frisbee. The helmet hit the middle soldier, which caused his helmet to hit another soldier, which caused his helmet to hit the third soldier.

Barnaby, who was watching all this very impressed, had to duck before one of the helmets hit his head.

"What a woman!" He smiled after lifting his head back up.

Two more soldiers came, so Mabel and Waddles had to run. Fortunately they were on horseback too, which a tightrope walker used to his advantage. He tossed his pole down, which the soldiers caught automatically. Too late, they saw that they were heading for the tent that belonged to Gideon, who had a horrified look on his face. You guessed it, the pole knocked down the top of the tent and caused it to fall on Gideon. Gideon burst out from the top of the tent very furious.

Mabel, holding onto Waddles, then used her grappling hook - which she had been keeping in the belt of her skirt the whole time, it had just been hidden by her shawl - to end up on the roof of one of the stages. She wrapped herself in a huge piece of cloth that was on the roof and ducked down. A stilt-walker removed the cloth to reveal that she had disappeared.

Gideon just put his hat back on and glared at Dipper, who had been enjoying the performance but now was looking very embarrassed. He tried to pull his ruined shirt over his hunch, but it was futile.

Gideon left his ruined tent and got onto his horse.

"Find her captain, I want her alive." Gideon said to Barnaby sternly.

"Yes sir." Barnaby said before ordering the other soldiers: "Seal off the area men, find the gypsy girl and do not harm her."

Gideon trotted over to Dipper and glared at him again. By this point it was raining, though Dipper was grateful for this because the rain washed the remains of the food off him. Even so he felt horrible.

"I'm sorry master." He whispered. "I will never disobey you again."

He leapt off the platform and the crowd parted with fright. Dipper wobbly made his way back to Notre Dame while hiding his face in shame. The gargoyle quartet watched all this with sadness. Dipper then went inside Notre Dame and shut the door.