Stephen could scarcely remember a thing. It was all so...fuzzy.
"Or the Strange?" Despite everything, Stephen's sometimes very poor sense of humor was still somehow intact.
Well, Dipper had a point at least. Maybe it was just a mask. And he was in danger of accidentally decapitating himself if he tried so...he leaned forward a bit and bent down so he could reach it better.
If Dipper tried, he would see that the bone in fact, was very much made up of the bone that was once inside Stephen's face. Around the bloodied edges it would seem like the bird-skull was in fact, his own that had just sort of burst from his face, whatever muscle and skin was there had either turned into bone, or been destroyed by it. The fact he hadn't bled to death yet proved it was likely the former.
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"Or the Strange?" Despite everything, Stephen's sometimes very poor sense of humor was still somehow intact.
Well, Dipper had a point at least. Maybe it was just a mask. And he was in danger of accidentally decapitating himself if he tried so...he leaned forward a bit and bent down so he could reach it better.
If Dipper tried, he would see that the bone in fact, was very much made up of the bone that was once inside Stephen's face. Around the bloodied edges it would seem like the bird-skull was in fact, his own that had just sort of burst from his face, whatever muscle and skin was there had either turned into bone, or been destroyed by it. The fact he hadn't bled to death yet proved it was likely the former.
"I don't think it's a mask. Ow."