Now, I feel I should specify that this whole roleplay/fanfic was based on fanfic called Two Truths and A Lie and we're only basing it off the first fic and completely ignoring the other parts…so if you are confused then I will gladly direct you to find that fanfic I just referenced.
Ford watched the exchange from where he stood in the door, so this odd man who showed up in a space ship was someone his brother knew? He hummed at the thought as he stepped out of the house, taking in the man's appearance before them. Blue-grey hair, turtleneck sweater worn under a lab coat, and brown slacks, and the scent of alcohol were on this man's breath. "You know this man, Stanley?" He asked, looking to his brother who gave a small nod.
"Yeah, Rick…this is my brother, Ford…the real Stanford, my name is Stanley." Stan said, feeling a little awkward as he continued talking. "Uh…Ford, this is Rick Sanchez; he's an uh…space traveler." He said, trying to figure out how to word it and eventually settled on what he had said, not wanting to say anything about their romantic history, or the fall out that almost made him give up.
Rick looked at Stan and gave a little nod as he had pretty much figured all that out by now. "I know." He replied, and he would have said something further till Summer interrupted, looking between him and Stan. "Hate to interrupt the reunion, but we seriously need to get rid of the demon that came from here before it destroys everything." She said, getting a little impatient. That caught Ford's attention, looking toward the girl who had just spoken as he went out further into the porch. "Demon?" He asked, feeling the sense to dread only then, had Bill escaped his prison they had put him?
"Wait…Bill. He's supposed to be stone in the woods." Stan said. "I nearly lost my mind kicking his ass! Oh, wait…uh, how old are your…err, kids? Grandkids?"
"Grandkids…" Morty supplied.
"Yeah, well somehow he ended up in my dimension and decided to cause his little madness there," Rick said before looking to his grandkids. "Uh…Summer is 22 and Morty is 18…I think." He said, and Summer rolled her eyes, nodding. "Yeah."
"Great, I can curse for real!" Stan said, pleased with himself.
"Rick cusses all the time, even when we were younger," Morty stated, rubbing his arm as Summer looked at it to check and see how it was looking; she then looked to the two brothers. "Anyway, do you have anything for burns? Grandpa Rick doesn't have any aloe in his first aid kit and that that triangle demon burned him." She said.
Ford nodded and motioned for her to follow him into the house. "Of course, come in." He said as she followed him inside with Morty in tow.
Stan stepped aside, feeling kind of awkward as he stood there beside Rick and then headed inside. "I'll just let you guys handle that, and I'll go get the kids." He said and went upstairs. "Dipper! Mabel! We got company!" He called, and the two emerged a moment later, coming downstairs and looking at their guests curiously. "Friends of yours, Grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked.
"Something like that..." Rick replied.
"Yeah…something like that." Stan nodded.
"Hi, I'm Mabel!" The girl said as she came down and Morty blushed a little. "Uh…hi, I'm Morty." He replied.
"I'm Dipper." The boy greeted.
"Summer." The older girl replied as Ford came over with the first aid kit and looked over Morty's burn before he started to get to work on it. "Is it as bad as it feels?" Morty asked, biting his lip as he tried to ignore the sting that came from the burn as it was correctly doctored. Ford finished after a moment and hummed a little as he put the first aid kit to the side. "No, you'll just have some slight scarring, but it won't be too noticeable once it's all healed up." He assured.
Walking over to Morty, Dipper looked at the burn. "What happened?" He asked, having seen the mark before, and it was connected to Bill which wasn't good. "Bill?" He asked, concerned.
"Y-yeah, some kid at the school summoned him, and he quickly took over, said there wasn't a Gravity Falls in our world and he was going to burn it up!" Morty said, starting to panic with each word which would probably turn into a full-blown panic attack the longer he thought about the whole thing. Through his panicky fog, he could feel Stan rub his back. "Get a hold of yourself; he can't come here, you're safe." He assured.
A sigh escaped the bluish haired man as he went over to his grandson. "Morty, calm down, we're going to beat him. That damn demon is not going to defeat us." He assured, and Morty nodded, feeling a little better as he calmed down from his minor panic attack and leaned against Rick who held him.
"We can try the same trick we used last time; it should stop him at least a few years…" Stan suggested.
"We could use the memory gun on him directly," Mabel suggested.
"Not erasing anyone's mind again, but yes, we could try using it on him directly," Ford replied, nodding.
"Will it work?" Morty asked, concerned.
"Won't hurt to try, we can't just abandon Rick's dimension," Stan replied as Dipper left the room to go find the memory gun so they could use it on Bill again; he searched the room till he found the box they had put it in and took it out. Once retrieved, he brought it back.
"Not abandoning it, especially with my daughter being there," Rick said, even if that Beth wasn't his original daughter, that didn't mean he was going to abandon her.
That made Stan look at him; he had to admit that he was glad that Rick had reconnected with his daughter, the other had left home and had ended up in Gravity Falls all those years ago. "I'm glad you reconnected with them." He said after a moment, smiling a little as he looked at Rick. "Me too…but I'm sorry I left so suddenly back then." He said, feeling bad about abandoning Stan when he needed the help.
"Well, anyway…I found the memory gun." Dipper said after a moment, and Stan smiled, taking it from him. "Good job, kid." He said before looking to Rick, smirking a little. "So, still got that fancy portal gun? Who all should go?" He asked, though didn't think it was a good idea for the kids to go either way. Mabel raised her hand. "We should all go!" She huffed, but Stan shook his head and crossed his arms, looking at her disapprovingly with a sigh. "We should probably leave you here, just in case things go wrong though…" He said, worried about whether they would get hurt, and he wasn't about to let them get hurt.
"Oh no, Rick and I go on super dangerous adventures almost every day," Morty said, the comment was unhelpful, but it was true since he and Rick always went on adventures that were either life-threatening or could be the complete opposite. It just depended on how things tended to go, and Rick did need him of course; he was useful.
With a roll of his eyes, Rick sighed and rubbed his temple before looking at Morty. "Let's not argue over this, but Morty I think you and Summer should stay here with the other two." He was not in the mood for arguing, and he didn't want anything back to happen to his grandchildren. Admittedly Rick didn't have the best track record with caring about people, but he had grown fond of his grandchildren, and he wasn't about to lose them over this.
A groan came from Summer as she crossed her arms and looked at him. "But Grandpa Rick." She protested, but Ford stopped any further protests as he glared at them. "The more we argue over who comes and who stays, the worse his dimension gets. Rick, Stan, and I will be going." He decided. "That's final."
At this, Mabel frowned and crossed her arms. "Fine, meanies…but we fight Bill next time!"
"Hopefully there won't be a next time…but deal." Stan sighed as Rick opened a portal, earning a look of amazement from Ford; his portals took looking through three books while this just required a tiny little handheld machine. "How did you create this thing?" He asked, curious as he admired the portal and the device in Rick's hands.
"Rick's the smartest man in the universe," Stan said though used quotations with his fingers, as well as an annoying inflection of Rick's voice, and Rick just rolled his eyes. "I would give you notes Ford, but this isn't something everyone needs…especially don't want it in the wrong hands." He said as he headed inside the portal and the other two followed. The world was already well on the way to being devoured by Bill's influence; the territory had spread quite a bit and looked far worse than when Rick had been here just a few minutes ago with the kids…shit. "Great…it's like our place when he was there, it should return to normal when we get him out of here," Stan assured as he looked around.
The skinny scientist furrowed his brow as he looked around while Ford got everything out that they would need, creating a circle with the right symbols on the ground. Sure, they didn't have everyone here to stop him like the last time, but they would need to work harder to summon him here. "Let's take hands and get this done," Ford told them.
With a nod, Stan took his brother's hand and offered his other to Rick, it felt odd holding hands with the Latina man, but he tried not to think about it right now. Getting Bill was more important than having his mind on his past relationship with Rick Sanchez; he listened as his brother started working to summon Bill which thankfully didn't take too long as the triangle demon soon assembled right in front of them, looking confused till his eye landed on Ford. "Sixer? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to stop you," Ford said as he then started trying to get rid of him and Bill's eye widened. "No, you don't! You are not burning me a third time, Sixer!" He reached for Ford and ended up tackled by Stan. "Man, he's still got a physical body!" He shouted as he distracted Bill…god he was too old for this.
Soon their efforts were working as chains rose to grab Bill, holding him down so Ford could hit him with the memory gun. As he aimed it at the demon, Bill growled and struggled. "Stanford, you traitor!" He yelled.
"I'm not the traitor, you were the one that betrayed me," Ford replied.
"I gave you everything!" Bill yelled, trying to grow out of the chains, but they were shocking him and made him shrink back to his original size. "What is this?!" He growled.
Stan leaned close to Rick, whispering to him with a hint of distaste. "I think they used to date."
Rick snorted. "Wouldn't be surprised…" He whispered back.
"You used me," Ford said, glaring at the demon who just scoffed and looked at him. "I offered to take you with me." Bill pointed out. "Twice; mind you."
"This is getting uncomfortable…" Stan commented to Rick who just nodded. "Yup…" He replied before clearing his throat and crossing his arms as he looked at the demon and Ford. "Okay, that's enough of the drama. Some shit went down between you two and hell…I'm not all that great with relationships and shit…but you two need to work your crap out. It sounds like there was a problem on both ends." He said as Ford looked at him.
"Or…you zap Bill with the memory gun, and we go home." Stan offered instead, shrugging.
Bill growled at this. "WHAT?! Trying to erase me in his mind wasn't enough, now you want to erase my brain?! I've got a millennium worth of information in here!" The demon said, struggling more. "Fuck you Ford, and you too Stanley!"
Rick closed his eyes and sighed; this was all just one big fucking insanity ball that he was dealing with right here. "Or…and this is a big or." He said, looking at all three of them to see if they were listening. "Triangle Bill over here can just stop trying to take over the world and live peacefully." He said, and Ford narrowed his eyes. "That's a bad idea…"
"You didn't hear the rest, 12 digits," Rick said before continuing. "You go back with them, and they keep a close eye on you."
Stan crossed his arms, a little unsure of this whole situation, but at the same time, he was a bit curious about the entire ordeal. "What are we gonna do with him? How do we reform a forever old monster?" he asked, a little unsure.
"How can you do that?" Bill said in a mocking tone and glared at Rick. "Who's your new friend Ford? He's loonier than you."
The beanpole of a scientist sighed and placed his hands on his hips. "If you must know, I'm Rick Sanchez." He told the demon before turning to Stan to continue the conversation he was having with the other. "It shouldn't be too hard, just punish a demon how you usually would I guess if he steps out of line." He said like it was easy even to do such a thing. "Then again, the only supernatural I've dealt with was the devil and that time I had to have a vampire killed…so, maybe my advice isn't sound."
The rougher Pines twin sighed as he rubbed his face. "Ugh…fine. Bill, reformation or memory erasing?" He asked.
"I'll play your stupid games," Bill growled, and Ford nodded, humming a little as he looked around. "Alright then, reverse your little weirdmageddon." He sighed, earning a huff from the demon before the chaos around them bled away from the scene, most of the humans returned to normal, but others just turned straight to dust.
As everything turned back to what it was initially, Rick sighed in relief immediately, glancing around. "I need to check on my daughter, and you two can come home unless you want to head home." He said, a little worried about how his daughter was doing with all this…now, Jerry, he could care less on whether his son in law was alright or not. The man could dust like the ones that had for all he cared.
"Uh…what do you say, Ford?" Stan asked, honestly meeting Rick's daughter seemed like an excellent idea, primarily since he had heard a lot about her when he had spent all that time with Rick. At this, a thoughtful expression passed on Ford's face. "Yeah, sure. We can go." He said as Rick nodded and adjusted the dial on his portal gun and aimed it as a portal appeared; the lab coat wearing older man stepped through, and suddenly he was inside the house. "Beth?" He called as the other two appeared behind him before the portal closed.
A moment later Beth poked her head out of the kitchen, a weapon from the garage in her hands. "Dad, what's going on?! Where are the kids?" She demanded, coming out to meet him as Bill came through, eyeing the portal curiously. It was compact for sure, but it was very useless to him, that was for sure.
"They're safe, sweetie. They're in another dimension." Rick said and pointed to the demon. "This thing caused the problem, but he's not going to be an issue anymore." He assured as Jerry poked his head out before making his way over. "Who are they?" He asked, unsure about trusting these new people…especially if they were willing to hang out with Rick of all people.
"Stanley and Stanford Pines," Rick replied with disinterest as he ignored Jerry.
"So, your Beth, it's nice to meet you. Rick used to talk about you a lot. Nice to finally meet you." Stan said, tipping the fez that he wore on his head, and Beth looked at him curiously. "He did?" She asked, eyeing the twins.
"So, he's Fez's friend, not yours?" Bill asked, shrinking down into a small triangle as he sat down on Ford's shoulder. "Weird, I was under the impression no one liked you." He told Stan who glared at him. "Can it, Dorito." He replied.
Ford shook his head and hummed. "Never met the guy before today." He confirmed.
Rick nodded and looked at his daughter. "Yeah, Stanley and I go way back." He smiled. "Tried to help him fix his portal at some point so he could free his brother." He said.
Jerry hummed at this, at least these two weren't other versions of Ricks; he had honestly had enough of the multiple Ricks that came around at times if Rick was in trouble over something…which only happened once or twice…but still. "Hello, I'm Jerry." He smiled as he held out his hand for them to shake, playing friendly with the two. "Nice to meet you, Jerry, you must be the lucky guy to have married the awesome Beth?" Stan said, quickly slipping into his tourism personality as he took the other's hand to shake.
"Yeah, that's my husband," Beth replied, blushing a little at the news that her dad had talked about her to his friends. As Bill observed the interactions, he rolled his eyes; it was easy to tell that the familial ties weren't as connected as they should have been for ordinary families…interesting.
"So, the kids are safe right?" Beth asked, looking to them.
"Yeah, they're at my house probably having fun with my great niece and nephew," Stan assured her, and Ford nodded. "Perfectly safe."
"Yeah, I can't get into their house." Bill huffed, crossing his arms.
"Going to have to fix that you're going to be watching him…" Rick said and hummed a little. "But maybe I can fix something up so he can't possess you."
Stan shrugged and pointed to his brother. "He can't get Ford because he put a metal plate in his head." He said, and Bill scoffed, oh how he hated that metal plate in Ford's head. If he hadn't of listened to Fiddle ford, things would not have gone to how they had ended up, that was for sure. "Real dick moves, too, spend eight years with a guy and bam! Suddenly he puts a metal plate in his head and stops talking to you." He said, scowling as he looked to Ford.
"No one wants to hear your little sob story, Bill," Stan replied as Beth watched the man argue with the demon before her; she could see how her dad had become friends with this guy.
"After figuring out what you wanted Bill, I didn't think it was a good idea we continued," Ford replied as Rick gave an exasperated sigh, these two scorned lovers were getting on his nerves at this point, and it was getting to be ridiculous. "Alright, that's enough." He said and, narrowing his eyes as he watched Bill turn red as if he was going to snap only to fizzle out and turn back to his standard color, thinking better of what he was planning to do. "And I thought we'd have problems," Stan said from beside him, nudging him with his elbow lightly.
Honestly, Rick had to agree with that statement, sure there were some slight issues here and there, but they were not as bad as this. "We weren't as volatile." The beanpole of a man agreed, knowing that yes, he and Stan were scorned lovers as well, but they at least were being more civil about things than these two were being. The demon watched the two's interaction; the two of them had a weird little bond themselves. Like scorned lovers or something but he couldn't quite figure out what that bond was, it was so convoluted and busted with age, or it could just be something else. "Can we leave now?" He demanded.
"Right," Rick turned to Beth and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'll bring the kids home, Sweetie. But we might end up staying with them a few days to make sure things don't get out of hand." He told his daughter, earning a nod from her. "Okay, be careful." She said, hugging him.
He nodded and hugged her back. "I will be, Sweetheart." He assured as he pulled away before pulling out his portal gun and twisting the dial as a portal appeared. The Pines brothers went through, and Bill did as well, remaining on Ford's shoulder as they passed back through. The next thing the three of them knew, they were in the yard, and Morty rushed to greet them. "Did you get him, Rick?" He asked.
"Oh look, it's the replaceable sidekick," Bill said, reading Morty's insecurities like an open book, earning a glare from the boy's grandfather before answering his question and looking to him. "He won't be causing any more problems, Morty. But we do need to make sure he doesn't cause any more problems; he needs to be a good demon." He said, hating how Bill had pushed on that subject as he knew it was a very sore one for Morty, especially lately.
The boy rubbed his arm at the comment Bill had made, and the fact that Rick didn't refute it. He let it go and changed the subject a moment later. "We're going to reform it. Geez, Rick…that seems hard." He said, a little concerned.
"It might be, but at least it'll be watched," Rick said and patted his shoulder a little. "Twelve digits here, needs to bring down the barrier so Triangle Bill can get in the house first." He glanced at Ford who just rolled his eyes at the nickname.
"I'm not feeling the nickname." He said.
"Yeah, just call him Freak; he likes that one," Bill said with a little giggle.
"Or Sixer…" Stan said, rubbing his temple as he felt a headache coming on. "I think we need to find a way to stop him from talking."
Ford shook his head as he started getting to work on tearing down the barrier that prevented Bill from being able to enter their home as Dipper walked out, noticing the demon on his uncle's shoulder. "You didn't use the gun on Bill?" He asked, a bit confused.
"Nope, all we need to do is keep an eye on old Triangle Face, and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble," Rick replied as he put his hands in his pockets and hummed a little, sounded easier said than done…but watching a demon wasn't going to be easy; he knew that much.
"Wait, we're babysitting Bill Cipher?" Mabel asked, shocked at the turn of events.
"Yep." Stan sighed. "Rick is going to be staying a few days to help out with that." He said.
Summer hummed at that, crossing her arms as she looked at her grandfather. "Can we stay a while?" She asked, and Rick hummed, crossing his arms. "I don't want us to take up too much room here." He said, but Dipper interrupted, shrugging a little as he looked at them.
"It wouldn't be a problem; I mean they could room with us if they wanted." He suggested; besides, it would be nice to get to know these guys a bit more and make a couple of new friends while they were at it. "Yeah!" Mabel smiled. "They could share the new room…or we could fight over it." She said excitedly, looking to her uncles, bouncing up and down on her toes as she too was excited about these possible new friends.
"Kids fighting sounds fun," Bill said.
"Whatever is fine…" Morty added.
Ford finished up breaking the barrier before turning his attention to the kids. "No fighting, how about we check how many chores were done by whom…and the girls get one room while the boys get the other?" He suggested, thinking about it a moment. "We just need to figure out where Rick is going to sleep."
"He can have my room, and I'll stay in the basement," Stan suggested.
"I guess that leaves me bunking with you handsome," Bill said, batting his one eye at Ford who gave a little sigh, rubbing his temple a bit as he could feel a headache of his own coming on.
Summer watched them a moment before putting her phone away and crossing her arms, looking to Dipper. "Something tells me your uncle and the demon were together at some point..." She said as the other nodded, sighing a little as he looked back at her. "I'm starting to get that impression too."
"Ew, he's so triangly!" Mabel replied, then grabbed Summer's arm. "Now, let's go get chores done and win that room!" She said, taking off into the house with the energy of a rocket taking off into outer space. The strawberry blond wasn't quite sure what to make of her but chuckled a little as she followed her.
"Um, should we try to win?" Morty asked, looking to Dipper who just shrugged and smiled as he looked at him with a small chuckle. "Nah, just let her win." He said, not caring about it at this point. Besides, his sister was working hard for it anyway, so why not just let her win anyway? "Cool, I guess…" Morty said as he looked around, humming a little. "So, what's so special about this place?' He asked, and Dipper motioned for him to follow him further into the woods, the area filled with all sorts of exciting things for people to discover that made Gravity Falls so unique.
"Let's go for a walk, and you'll see." He said, wearing a smile from the yellow-clad boy as he walked off after him and smiled, interested in what might go on in these woods as the place seemed so exciting already. He looked around as Dipper led him around, smiling as he took in the beautiful scenery of the surrounding forest. "This is a nice place..." He said after a moment, earning a nod from the other boy before he stopped him. Before them, a couple of gnomes were walking around. "A lot of weird stuff happens here, that's what makes it special."
Morty gasped when he saw them; eyes widened as he pointed toward the spot, patting the other's arm. "Gnomes! They're little gnomes!" he said, feeling excited and very surprised at what they had found.
A small chuckle escaped Dipper. "Sorry guys." He said, and Morty squeaked as they started to walk off and stayed close to the other. "We just met magical creatures, and they didn't attack us!" He said, excited about finding gnomes.
"They're pretty peaceful, aside from when they can be pests." Dipper smiled.
"So, do you have lots of adventures even without portals?" Morty asked.
"Yeah, my sister and I just came during the summer up until now, we decided to move here permanently this year," Dipper replied.
"Cool," Morty replied. "I've been on adventures with Rick since I was fourteen."
"We've come here every year since we were twelve." Dipper smiled as the yellow-clad boy looked around, the place as so peaceful but he kept expecting some weird attack or someone to jump out spouting some nonsense. "This town is a little odd." The other continued after a moment. "But honestly, it's better than California, where we lived."
Morty nodded at that, agreeing with him. "Yeah, that place sucks, of course, things got better for me when I dropped out of school to adventure full time." He said as he walked through the woods more with the other male, this was nice and relaxing, especially to make a new friend.
"School has its ups and downs, I don't have many friends back there, but we've made a lot of friends here," Dipper added, it was hard not having friends at school, but at the same time he at least knew he had a bunch back here that he could see every summer. Of course, now they lived here permanently, so they could see their friends whenever.
The other boy was silent for a moment, making Dipper glance over at him before he finally spoke. "I didn't have any; I'm not as smart as everyone else…and I was kind of awkward…" He admitted, crossing his arms with a sigh. "But I like what I do with Rick, even if it sucks sometimes."
He shrugged, continuing their walk as they went into the woods more. "Well, I'm sure you can make a few friends here," Dipper assured, smiling a little. "Heck, I'll be your friend and Mabel would be your friend for sure."
"I'd like that," Morty said, smiling at the thought as Dipper hummed, nodding a little. "We probably need to head back soon."
"Yeah," Dipper replied. "Mabel has probably finished all the chores by now." He chuckled softly as they turned around, heading back toward the shack.
