Stan entered the empty room, his eyes wandering about. In his arms was the body-switching electron carpet: Experiment 78. He had to wait a few weeks to dig it out of his room since the kids were poking their noses around every single thing, ever since they had defeated Gideon. Stan rolled out the light blue shag carpet, laid it upon the floor, and exhaled loudly. He sat himself on the couch and sighed once again, his head in his hands. Normally, Stan was cold; he was usually grumpy and showed no care for other people. But this was his brother, and being in his room stirred up some latent feelings.
"Stanley," Stan breathed, picking up his head to face the calendar. It was dated July 4, 1982. The day they were supposed to assemble all members of The Royal Order of the Holy Mackarel, set out to find the last piece of the blueprint, and defeat Bill Cipher and all of his minions once and for all. Stan groped through his jacket and found Stanley's glasses in his pocket, cleaned it with the bottom of his shirt, then set it on the table.
It was midnight. The kids were asleep. Stan got up, took one last look at the room, and took off to the vending machine. He quietly made his way over, tapped in the code, and bolted down the steps. Stan took a glance at the working portal, grinned, then turned away. He flipped through the pages of Book 2, and found the page he was looking for. The Bill Cipher wheel. He didn't know why these people were chosen, but he knew what they had to do. When they are all joined together...
Stan stared at the picture of Bill Cipher in the center of the wheel. The stitched heart was that annoying emo teen Robbie V, who always made goo-goo eyes at Wendy. The question mark was his handyman, Soos. The ice package was Wendy. The star was Gideon, he realized, and he frowned. "That little twerp is going to help us defeat Bill?" Stan grumbled, continuing on with the list. The llama was Pacifica, the girl who was so mean to Mabel. The six-fingered hand was Old Man McGucket. He recognized a symbol as himself, and the glasses as Stanley. Mabel was the shooting star, and Dipper was the pine tree. Stan already lost his brother to Bill; he didn't want to lose his great-niece and great-nephew too. Stan frowned. He knew that Pacifica, Robbie, and Gideon wouldn't help him, and he definitely didn't want Dipper and Mabel to get involved. Not after what happened in his mind.
He was just going to have to save Stanley on his own.