Credit to: dobermutt on tumblr for the inspiration!
Gravity Falls does not belong to me, it belongs to Alex Hirsch.
"Stanley! Stanley, help me!"
"Oh, no, what do I do?!"
"Stanley! Stanley! Do something! STANLEY!"
Ford shot open his eyes, awaking from his slumber (or rather regained his conscience.) It was strange. He hadn't thought about Stan in years and this one dream all of a sudden, made Ford remember him. Though, the dream wasn't good at all. It was the memory of when Stan had pushed him into the portal.
Just perfect. The first time in years he came in contact with his brother only for him to once again screw up. If could have followed one simple task he wouldn't be in this situation. It could have been different.
Great. Now more memories are coming back. You know what? He should just stop thinking about it and...
"Wait a minute" thought Ford. He looked around and realized that he wasn't in Lottocron nine (The Gambling Dimension) anymore. He was in some, cave campsite. Hopefully in a different dimension.
But the question that went through Ford's mind was how he got there in the first place. The last thing he remembered were those thugs. Beating him up and almost killed...
"You're awake..."
Ford heard and immediately sat and shot a glance of where that voice came from. He saw sitting in front of him, stoking the fire, was an alien humanoid. Having exact human like features except he had solid light blue grayish skin; messy dark brown hair and looked to be in his early-twenties.
"Try not to make a lot of movements. You-" the humanoid was interrupted when Ford pulled and threw a knife at the guy, knocking him off his seat. Ford tried to make a break for it. He quickly got up, but the headache he had, was troubling for him. No matter. He was going to get out of there. Ford saw the exit of the cave and bolted in that direction.
"STOP!"
Ford heard the guy behind him. Running and running as fast as he could to get away from him. That guy was going to take him to cipher, but he would not allow it. But the injury in his head was slowing him down. Just as he close of stepping out of the cave, the humanoid caught up and jumped at him, pinning him down. "I said stop! Are you out of your mind?!" yelled the humanoid.
"GET OFF OF ME!" shouted Ford as he struggled to escape, "I WILL NOT GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT. TELL THAT TO CIPHER."
The humanoid then covered Ford's mouth to keep him from yelling and whispered to him "Do me a favor and shut the hell up or you're gonna get us both in trouble!" Outside the cave, were sounds of vehicles. Was it the authority? Bounty hunters? Cipher's minions? There was no way of knowing other than the fact they had to keep quiet. After the noise was gone, the humanoid looked over at Ford.
"Alright, now listen...here's what's going to happen." stated the humanoid "I'm gonna get off of you, I'm gonna step back, and you are not going to try to kill me! Got it?"
Ford wasn't completely convinced but if it meant the guy would get off of him, then he didn't have any other option; so he nodded a yes. The humanoid got off him and stood up, offering a hand to Ford. Instead of taking it, he smacked it away and got up and asked in an untrusting tone "What do you want from me?"
The humanoid responded "At the moment, for you to allow me to check your head."
The older man remained with his guard up. As much as he didn't trust the guy, the fact was that all his stuff was back at the camp the guy had set up. So as soon as he got his gear, he will make his escape.
"Fine."
They both walked on back to the base camp, but Ford remained behind the humanoid, to make sure he wasn't going to be double-crossed. At the sight of the camp, Ford saw his gear and equipment. The first thing Ford laid his eye on, was his gun; immediately he picked it up and aimed at the humanoid, to his surprise, put his hands up.
"Oh come on, are you kidding me?" said the humanoid, slightly annoyed.
Ford remained pointing the gun at him "I know what your plan is and I won't be made a fool out of." he said "You so much as make one movement and I will use this gun on you." He wasn't bluffing; He meant it one-hundred percent.
"My god, old man!" shouted the humanoid, "If this is your way of saying thank you, then you need to work on that!"
"And why would I do that?" questioned Ford.
"Hmm, gee I don't know. Maybe for saving your life from a space gang who were at the brink of killing yoU OR POSSIBLY TAKING YOU TO CIPHER!" he yelled, getting a little irritated. Ford was stunned. So he was the one who jumped that gang and got him out of that situation. Suddenly remembering now, Ford had recalled somebody swooping in on the fight...But why?
"It was you?" said Ford.
"Wow, give the man a prize for the win." the humanoid said sarcastically.
Ford, who still had the gun pointed at the humanoid, was now filled with more questions: Why would he do that? Did he only get him out of that situation because he wanted the bounty? That must have been it. Just another bounty hunter who was searching for the jackpot. Probably tried to pass off as an ally and manipulate him into thinking he was 'helping' him. That's it! That was this was all about! So Ford pulled back the hammer of a gun, hoping it could scare off the humanoid.
Seeing how Ford was being serious, the humanoid was getting a little nervous. "Hey heY HEY! Come on, just- didn't you hear me? Saved your life!" Obviously that wasn't good enough to convince him.
"I heard you the first time. You just saved me cause you want the bounty, I'm not an idiot. That's what every single one of you is after."
"For the love of all that is legal, old man, just listen to me...I didn't save you because of the money."
What?...Okay, but if he didn't want the reward, why did he save him? It didn't make sense. If this lad right here didn't want to take him to cipher for the money, what was his plan then?
"You...aren't planning to bring me to cipher?" questioned Ford, lowering his gun a bit.
The humanoid answered, "Of course not. Like I would ever get near that nacho looking, one eyed, annoying son of a bitch." He then, calmly walked over and sat down to stoke the fire.
Well then.
Ford had stopped pointing the gun and sat down. He saw that the humanoid also found a huge dislike in Cipher. "Then...I take it you're one of those who refuse to follow Cipher's order?"
"Call it what you want. But I will never do whatever that bastard wants, even if he's offering a huge pay off."
"Then why did you save me?"
The humanoid was silent for a few seconds until he spoke, "Because I hadn't done my good deed of the day" the humanoid said sarcastically, earning an annoyed look from Ford. "What do you think? Common sense! Do they teach that in your dimension? They almost killed you. I wasn't going to let that happen, despise you repaying me by almost shooting my face off. I saw you there, lying on the ground, as they kicked the living shit out of you, old man. So the next thing I know, I'm kicking some butt, and dragging your unconscious body to another dimension...and here we are. "
Ford listen to what the humanoid was saying. In the twenty years he's been in the multiverse, he's met different species of people. Some who are kind and welcoming; others?...not so much. He was one of the good guys...at least that's what he expected.
"Here"
Ford snapped out of his train of thought. He saw the humanoid trying to give him something, a small pack of who knows what. "What is this?" asked Ford.
"It just something for your head. Since you have trust issues and I don't want another gun pointed at me, do me a favor and you put that on. It'll help your head heal. I don't want hear whining about a head ache later on."
As Ford took the aid and applied it to the back of his head, he gasped as he instantly felt a complete relief, but that medicine was not like any back at his own dimension. It's almost like the whole injury was gone. "What kind of medicine is this?" he hissed out.
The humanoid wasn't betraying Ford; he wasn't planning anything, "Nuclucoma." he said.
Ford was stunned. Nuclucoma, what he had heard, was one of the miracle medicines to cure any physical injury within seconds; it was also banned in twenty five dimensions, which is also very hard to find. "H-how did...Where did you get this stuff?"
The humanoid chuckled, "That is confidential. I'll tell you this, it wasn't easy to get."
Ford looked at the humanoid. He seemed like an okay person, granted he had a snarky attitude, but he was okay. He looked like he's been through some stuff. The fabric of his clothes looked a bit worn out. From his jacket, to his boots. Was he from a post-apocalyptic dimension?
"What's your name?" Ford asked the humanoid.
After a few seconds he answered, "Thatch."
"Thatch?"
"Yeah, just Thatch. No last name. No middle name. Just Thatch."
"Alright then. I'm-"
"Stanford Pines" Thatch interrupted. "The most wanted man in the multiverse. The man, people talk about. The man who confronted Bill Cipher. I've seen the posters. Though I recall you having more brown hair than grayish brown."
"They haven't updated the wanted posters in a while." muttered Ford, slightly embarrassed of the fact he has more gray than brown hair. It made him feel old.
"It's an honor to meet you Stanford." Thatch stuck out his hand to greet, which Ford shook.
"Just call me Ford."
"Alright then, 'Ford'. Looks like that head injury of yours healed up nice." Thatch spoke as he stood up, "You seem good to go. I mapped out dimensions where we might find the parts you need fo-"
"E-Excuse me? We?" interrupted Ford "No no. I'm sorry but I have done my traveling with bandits already, this is a journey I most go through alone. While I appreciate what you did for me; saving my life and all, I believe this is were we part ways." He began picking up his equipment.
Thatch only stood there with half-smile "Wow, how mysterious and heroic" he said sarcastically. "You gotta be kidding me. Look I could be of help, old man."
Ford only continued to pack his stuff, ignoring the offer of the humanoid, and was heading out. Thatch followed.
"I am a pro when it comes to dimension hopping."
"Don't care."
"I've taken on life threatening situations before."
"Good for you."
"With my navigation skills, we can get you the last parts you need for your Quantum destabilizer."
Ford stopped walking. His eyes went wide. He turned around and out of no where, pinned Thatch against the wall. "How do you know about that?"
"I know my guns when I see one. And what you got there is an unfinished Quantum destabilizer. I know what you plan to do...and I want to help you."
Ford just wasn't sure about the boy. He looked like he had a good heart, but he's only known him for a short time. Why did he want to help? There was no point in discussing it much longer, he had to get going. It was huge risk he was taking but...oh well. What risk hasn't he done already? He let go of Thatch and sighed in defeat.
"Fine."
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AN: Wow that chapter took longer to post than I thought. Almost 2,000 words! Sorry for using the word Humanoid a lot. 'I' was getting tired of using that word. So his name is finally revealed! Thatch!...That's it. More about him will be revealed soon. Stay tuned and REVIEW! ;)
And to some who have PM'd me about "Dads For A Day" Guys, I don't know if I plan to continue it. I'll look into it, but I just don't have the inspiration for that story anymore. I might make the decision to take it down. Please don't hate me. Again, Ill think about continuing it but for now this story will be my main one.