Yeeeeeeah, at this point I've kinda given up on my life not being nonstop weird stuff.

[And Danny has to admit, he's a little curious about weird blood magic. Probably not half as curious as Sam would be though. Man he wishes she and Tuck were here.

But! They're not! And he does, indeed, have to focus on not Turbo Dying, so blasting the forest with ice it is. He actually flies out a short ways away from both the house and Dipper - he thinks he can focus the blast, but when Frostbite first taught him how to do this, he kind of ended up unleashing a wave of ice on everything in the vicinity. And weird blood magic or not, he suspects Dipper can't withstand being frozen solid half as well as a ghost yeti can.]

All right, here goes nothing.

[Danny's hands glow with an icy blue as he focuses on his core, gathering as much energy from it as he can manage. It comes in a much stronger, swelling wave than he expects, but he hastily manages to direct it into his hands, thrusting them out in front of him and letting it loose. Yes, facing away from Dipper and the house, thankfully.

Very thankfully, because that sure is a massive swath of trees now utterly encased in ice. Even Danny looks surprised.]

Oh, yikes. No wonder I felt like crap!