“W hoa! Wait up! You’re the ugliest werewolf I’ve EVER seen, kiddo! No contest!”
Someone had obviously missed the part about ‘costume' - - as if he had time to listen to some random kid’s babbling! Vibrant eyes glistened mischievously under the shade of the older boy’s sun hat, the brim of which would bump against Dipper’s cheek as the half-demon leaned in to take a curious whiff.
”Don’t smell like one, either. Just like dog and baby powder.”
“Wait - what are you doing!?“
He shifted back a small bit as the others hat bumped into his cheek, promptly feeling the other sniffing him… Did this being really think he was a werewolf or something?
"That’s because I’m not on- I don’t smell like baby powder!”