"Hmm. In all my years of traveling through dimensions, I've never seen anything like this." Uncle Ford said.
"Is it a celestial object? An extraterrestrial?" I ask.
"Can it be used for disco parties?" Mabel asked.
"I have no idea. It's old very old. It has incredible power." He said.
"Can it be sold?" Grunkle Stan said coming in.
"No. It's best for it not to leave. I need to study it. This thing could be dangerous." He said.
I stare at it. It was drawing for some reason. I reached out my hand to touch it. It was like a whisper ringing in my head. I touch it. It blasts me away with red smoke. I slam into a wall.
"I'm okay!!" I yell before everyone else starts panicking.
I shakily stood up. I dusted myself off.
"What just happened?" Mabel asked.
"Fascinating it has some kind of defensive power. Impressive." Uncle Ford said.
"So, like we can't touch it?" Grunkle Stan asked.
"It would appear this way." Uncle Ford said.
"But how did we bring it in here?" I ask.
"I don't have the answers Dipper." Uncle Ford said.
Uncle Ford put it into a protective case.
"We'll examine this more tomorrow." He said.