Boy, the new episode attacked my feels. This idea has been in my head for a while now, and I'm glad I finally got to type it out!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls. If so, Grunkle4Grandpa would be confirmed canon by now...

Enjoy!

Stanley Pines had really done it this time. Pushing down harder on the gas pedal, the eighteen year old ignored the climbing speed.

50 miles per hour...

60 miles per hour..

70 miles per hour...

All the teen could focus on rather than the road and the dark sky was the betrayal he felt towards his own brother...

~Flashback~

It was in the evening, and Stanley had been playing with a paddle ball, hanging upside down from an old couch watching television.

His brother, Stanford Pines, stomped in front of the television, holding an empty bag of toffee nuts. "Can you explain what this was doing next to my broken science project?!" He seethed.

Noticing his brother's anger, Stanley pulled himself off the couch and approached Stanford. The acne scarred teen nonchalantly replied, "Okay, I might've been accidentally horsing around..."

"This is no accident, Stan! You did this! You did this because you couldn't handle me going to college on my own!" Stanford argued.

Stanley rolled his eyes. "Look, it was mistake! Although if you think about it, maybe there's a silver lining! Huh? Treasure hunting?" He tried to make the situation sound better.

His brother's expression darkened and he stepped closer to Stanley, his voice growing higher. "Are you kidding me?! Why would I want to do anything with the person who sabotaged my entire future?!" He screamed, shoving Stanley to the ground instead to have their father pull the senior by the shirt.

"You did what, you knucklehead?!" Mr. Pines' voice boomed through the house.

Suddenly, a woman walked in a robe, holding a small baby. "Stanley, what's goin' on here?" She asked, rubbing her eyes. Obviously, she had been sleeping.

Stanley's eyes widened in panic. "Wait no, I can explain, it was a mistake!" Mr. Pines opened the door and threw Stanley onto the ground.

He pointed his index finger at his son. "You ignoramus, your brother was gonna be our ticket outta of this dump! All you ever do is lie and cheat and ride on your brother' coattails, well this time you costed our family potential millions! And until you make us a fortune, you're not welcome in this household!" He tossed a gym bag at Stanley, his hard expression never leaving his face.

The teen looked up at the window, where his brother looked down at him sadly. "W-What?! Stanford, tell him he's being crazy!"

Stanford didn't reply, and he closed the curtains.

Stanley's breath hitched in his throat. "...Stanford? Don't leave me hangin'..." He held out his hand, "High six?"

The only response the disowned boy got was a slammed door to his face.

He looked down for a brief moment, then looked back up with a livid expression. Stanley clenches his fists and screamed "Fine! I can make it on my own! I don't need you, I don't need anyone!" He angrily paced to his car dubbed the "Stanley Mobile", opened the door, and hopped in. "I'll make millions and you'll rue the day you turned your back on me!"

He pushed down on the gas pedal as hard as he could and drove off away from the place he used to call home.

Now that Stanley thought about it, he did feel a little bad about ruining his brother's project. But Stanford's reaction hurt Stanley even more.

"Why would I want to do anything with the person who sabotaged my future!?!" His brother's harsh words echoed through his head.

Hands clutched the leather steering wheel even harder. Tears began to gather in his eyes.

How was Stanley going to make money? How would he face his family whenever he saw them again?

80 miles per hour...

'Damn you, Stanford...Damn you, Dad...' He thought bitterly, pressing down even harder on the pedal. The dropout was too invested in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice how fast he was going, nor the sharp turn in front of him.

"Shit!" Stanley growled, trying to swerve to the left. Brown eyes widened at his fatal mistake. The car flipped over the side of road, and fell into a deep ditch, a loud SMASH echoing through the rather quiet night sky.

And that's the end of chapter one! Gee Stanley, you really got yourself in a mess this time! PS: Reviews are appreciated! It's fuel for writers!