"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel screamed out, "Grunkle Stan!"

"Ah! What do you want kid?" Stan moaned

"How comes you never got married?" She sweater wearing 12 year old asked

"Meh, came close one time, but some stuff got in the way." Stan seemed sad thinking about it.

Mabel gasped, "Oh my gosh you have to tell me about her! AHHHHHHH! Dipper, Soos,

Wendy, get in here. You gotta listen to this!"

"Mabel I don't want to tell you stories. Can't you just leave me alone and let me watch TV?"

Stan groaned

"NOPE!" The rest of the mystery shack employees came in to listen to Stan's tale. "STORIE

TIME! STORIE TIME!"

"Alright alright. I'll tell ya. Calm down." Stan sighed, "The year was 1973. I was 24 years

old…"

Stan stopped in a small town in northern California for a break while being on the run from the

cops. His most recent crime was robbing a museum of its ancient gold which he already traded in

for cash. More than enough to keep him going for several months.

Stanford Pines pulled into a local bar slash line dancing club, thinking it would be a good place

to lay low. Little did he know he was about to meet someone that would make his whole world

come undone.

A young single 23 year old woman was sitting alone at the bar with a beer in her and talking to

the bartender that she seemed to know well. "Lily, I'm starting to worry about you. It's time you

met some new people." The bartender said

"I'm trying Roger, but how on earth do you expect me to do that when there are no new people in

town?" Lily argued

"There are new people here all the time. You're just too much of a wallflower to notice." Roger

replied "And you're not gonna find a good looking man in this bar. All the guys here are small in

the pants and just looking for cheap thrills."

"You're probably right." Lily sighed in defeat. That's when Stan walked in. He was wearing a

tight black T-Shirt, wranglers, and work boots. A good looking man like him walking into the

club made more than a few heads turn. He was even able to grab Lily's attention. Sadly, Lily's

pride stopped her from getting up and asking him to dance which gave the other 15 girls after

him perfect opportunity to throw themselves at him.

"Now that is a man that could please you my dear! Go on and buy him a drink" Roger roared

"Do you not see the 15 bimbos' crawling all over him?" Lily glared at him

"So? Go over there and mark your territory girl!" Roger yelled

Stan noticed Lily when he walked in. She was wearing a short floral dress with a pair of strappy

heels. He addressed her as a very good looking woman and threw her a smile before he was

bombarded with the attention of several other women. His ego was very much enjoying their

affection and he happily answered their questions like, "What's your name? Are you new in

town? Do you have a girlfriend?" He laughed and answered their questions flirtatiously to their

liking.

Lily grabbed her beer and took a seat near the dance floor, close enough for her to hear Stan

answer the questions. She was disappointed to hear him say, "Sorry ladies, I'm only gonna be in

town for one night. Then I'm on my way." Lily sighed and returned to her seat at the bar.

Roger glared at her, "What the hell was that? You didn't even get near him?"

"It doesn't even matter anyways!" She yelled back. "He's only in town for the night, which

means he just wants a one night stand. Therefore, he should be more than happy with one of

those sluts till tomorrow morning."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that." Roger snickered and turned away. Lily looked at him quizzically

until someone sat at the bar stool next to her.

"How's it going?" Stan smiled at her.

Lily was flustered, "Uh… doing fine, and yourself?"

"Can't complain, Hey bartender I'll have what she's having!" He yelled

"You got it!" Roger replied as he popped the top off and handed him the ice cold bottle. "On the

house!" He turned around to clear tables and gave Lily a wink. Lily glared back at him

"Thanks man!" Stan replied. He turned to Lily and asked, "So what's your name sweathart?"

"It's Lily, Lily Sampson. And yours?"

"The names Stanford Pines. " He took a sip of his beer.

"So Stanford Pines, what are you doing here in town? She asked

"Eh, I'm just passing through. I'm a wanderer. Come and go as I please. This is just a stop on my

way to Oregon." He replied

Lily rolled her eyes, "Oh, so you're that kind of guy." She was beginning to be turned off by

him. "The kind of guy that breaks the law, cons people and doesn't care at all."

Stan was really hurt by her inaccurate statement about him. So he decided to turn it around on

her, "Let me guess, you've never broken a law before." He laughed, "You're a goodie-two-

shoes!"

"I am not!" She gasped, he was really pissing her off now. "And there is nothing wrong with that

anyways!"

Stan continued to laugh, "Oh, this is too good. You've never let loose ever? Ha!"

"You know what?" Lily yelled, "Go fuck yourself!" She stormed off and onto the dance floor

trying to get as far away as possible. She tried to shake the jerk off. He was not going to ruin her

night!

Her favorite song came on. She knew the dance by hear and joined in with everyone in the

middle of the floor. Stan watched her from the bar. He enjoyed her shaking her stuff in front of

him. He realized how hot he thought she was. She was fiery and had attitude to boot. He wanted

her. Only problem, she didn't really like his thieving profession, but Stan was going to change

that.