#puppyrambles

Stan convinces Ford to a pair of lacy light pink panties and maybe a bralette and stockings under his regular clothing. They don't have gym today, and Ford keeps himself buttoned up enough no one can tell, but he's constantly squirming in his seat during class. He's feeling the silk of the panties rubbing against his half hard dick and the way Stan's cum from this morning is slowly leaking out of him because Stan fucked him right before Ford put the lingerie on and refused to let him clean himself out.

During class he excuses himself because he can't take it just sitting there anymore and Stan follows him out. He drags Ford into a stall to fuck him, cooing in Ford's ear how much of a perfect slutty girl he is and that Stan wishes he could knock him up so everyone would know who Ford's sweet little pussy belongs to.

They have to be fast and rough, class is still going on. But in his desperation to fuck Ford Stan doesn't push the panties down quite far enough. They're bunched at the top of Ford's thighs, shoved down just enough for Stan to get inside Ford's hole, but far up enough Ford is forced to keep his thighs pressed together, making things rouger as Stan has to force his way in.

In a different world, Dipper and Mabel are Shermie's kids, and they're born very shortly after Ford finishes college. Shermie makes him his next of kin because his wife has no living family and he never, never will let his father around a pair of twins again. The only reason he hasn't gone no contact is because he still wants to be a part of his mother's life.

A few months later Ford has just settled into his cabin in the woods and his routine as a researcher, only to learn of horrible news from his father. His brother and his wife have both died in a car wreck.

(Ford refuses to acknowledge that he feels a sickening sense of relief when his father clarifies its Shermie who died and not Stan)

Now Ford has to take care of two babies by himself. It's horrible. He has no idea what he's doing, he's all alone since there's no Fidds with him yet (literally started living in his shack like two weeks ago he hasn't even finished moving in yet) he has to take care of the kids, he has to do his work because if he doesn't he'll lose his grant and the house and won't be able to take care of the kids, he doesn't want to ask his mom for help because that would involve his father.

There's only one person he can trust.

He tracks down and calls Stan, begs him to help him raise the kids. Stan is there by the end of the week.

Cue the intense slow burn yearning and pining.

Modern au Mullet Stan makes some money doing eating challenges for people to watch, also those meals are usually free if you win and often even come with free clothes (all useful). Somehow Ford catches wind of these challenges and loses his mind watching his brother shove massive amounts of food down his gullet. He claims he's disgusted at the animalistic behavior but he keeps watching them and he keeps thinking about them hours after he watches them.

His brother is dead. Stanley Pines is dead, and his brother killed him. His body is cooling in his arms. The children are screaming. He is screaming.

Stanley is dead.

Ford begs any god that will still listen to help him fix his mistakes and save his brother. Perhaps it's foolish when he once asked Bill to help him so many years before, but this is Stanley. Nothing matters if he's dead. Take Ford, take the world, but please give his brother back.

The axolotl hears, and the next time Ford wakes up, he's in the shack. He's in a bed he hasn't slept in for years. A room he hasn't lived in for years. With a calendar that says it's the late seventies.

He's in his early 20s, the day before he originally read Bill's incantation. Stanley is out there somewhere, alive.

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