The demon under the eyepatch

by bluefrosty27

Dipper and Mabel were sent for the summer to live with their uncle Sebastian to his house in the woods. There was something different about him though; with his triangular eyepatch, his sharp teeth, the yellow clothes he always wore or how he seemed to be hiding something from them. He was really weird but, what wasn't in Gravity Falls? SEQUELof The life of Sebastian Pines

26. Chap 26 Petit Problème part 1

Hi, I'm back! So, this chap is special and not only because it has 2 parts haha. I hope you like this! As always, drawings in deviantart ;)

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Stanley opened his eyes and quickly closed them again when the bright light blinded him. He waited a second and rubbed his eyes before trying again, much slower this time.

He gasped softly when the sound of waves hit his ears and the characteristic smell of the sea hit his nostrils. He looked down at his feet and found himself standing on the sand. Stan frowned a bit as he stared at shoes, they looked…small. He lifted his hands and examined them in awe. They were also small. Was he a kid?

"There you are, Fez!" His suspicion was confirmed when he heard a high-pitched voice calling him and he turned around. Seb, a younger version of himself anyway, waved at him with a young Ford standing next to him. "We were waiting forever for you to come! Don't you want to play on the boat?"

Stan smiled and nodded before running towards them. "Race ya there!" He ran past them laughing and his triplets whined before following him.

He climbed to the boat and put on a captain hat. Stanford hoisted their flags and Seb put on an eyepatch over his brown eye, he was blind but laughed like crazy until he tripped and fell over Ford.

Stan gasped worriedly and went over to them. With how their adult versions were always arguing, he was expecting them to fight as well. However, Fordsie simply laughed and helped their younger brother stand up, changing the eyepatch from eye. "Are you ok, Sebas?"

"Yup! Thank you, Fordsie! I'm sorry I fell over you." Seb pouted but the kid with glasses smiled. "It's ok! It was just an accident!" He hugged his brother and Seb hugged him back.

Stan gave them a wide smile, showing off the gap between his teeth. They-They were friends again! They liked each other! This was awesome! It was his turn to hug his triplets and the three stumbled and fell to the sand. The boys laughed though, without a care in the world.

The middle triplet knew they were best friends now, the science fair hadn't happened to ruin everything! "Let's go make sandcastles!"

Young Seb gasped and stood up quickly. "Let's make a whole kingdom! We have to make the biggest castle ever! And it will hide a treasure! And it will be guarded by a dragon!" He listed excitedly as he knelt and grabbed handfuls of sand in his hands. The Stans grabbed buckets out of nowhere and went to get water and wet sand.

They spent the day making a castle taller than them, full with a treasure chest, and a dragon next to it. They had the beach for themselves, no bullies around to bother or insult them, no kid wanting to join them and ruining their fun. It was just the three of them, like it should always be. The adventure triplets, just them. Best friends since birth.

After their castle was done, the three happily went to play in the shore, never too deep because Seb was scared, and got free ice cream cones! They went to eat it under the shadow their boat casted. It wasn't a big shadow, but the sun wasn't burning their backs.

Stan laid on top of Ford and Seb and sighed. "Guys, why can't we be always like this?" He sighed and licked his ice cream. "I miss this. I miss my best friends…Why do you continue so angry at each other?"

Ford and Seb looked at each other and then back at Stan, tilting their heads adorably. "But we are friends!"

Stan nibbled on his cone. "No, you aren't. You are always fighting for everything! You don't want to talk to each other! It-It feels like...like you hate each other…" He sniffled. "And I don't want to lose you…neither of you!"

His triplets gasped shocked. "Hate!? But we don't hate each other! We are best friends!" Seb assured him with a pout but Stan laid down on the sand, staring at the blue sky. "And we would never, ever leave, Stanley…" Stanford added.

Seb and Stanford laid down on each of Stan's side and stared at the sky as well. They saw some birds flying past and Seb booed at them. "Get out, birds! You are blocking our view!" The child with a yellow eye shouted at them and the Stans laughed.

Stan sobered again and sighed. "I wish we could be like this again…" Ford looked at him and smiled. "But we can! Why don't you stay, Stanley?"

"Wha-What?"

Seb sat up. "Yeah! We can be best friends forever here! No one will fight, no one will argue. I get super well with Fordsie!" He smiled and high-sixed their older triplet to prove it.

Stanley sat up and stared at the younger versions of his brothers. "You wouldn't fight here?"

Ford sat up as well and sat with his legs crossed. "No! We are best friends here! The best brothers! Just like we always were before the incident! This is what you wanted!"

Seb grinned even wider it looked painful. "Just shake my hand, Fez…And everything will be perfect again…"

Stan stared at them as if in a trance, and slowly stretched his hand towards his brother's six-fingered one. The shorter boy giggled madly and looked at his waiting hand as it was engulfed in blue flames. Stan blinked and looked up at Ford.

His eyes were glowing yellow.

Stan recoiled his hand slowly. "No…It's you, you are messing with my head, demon! But it won't work!" He shouted as he stood up, holding his 4'9 straight as he glared at 'Ford'.

"Haha! You are smarter than you look, Glove!" 'Ford' grinned widely, his eyes glowing a bright yellow. The sky darkened and Stan growled.

"What do you want from me?! Leave me alone! I will not fall for your tricks!"

"Yes, yes, you are a natural con-man. I'm actually surprised you didn't accept my offer, kid" Bill patted his head and Stan batted his six-fingered hands away. "Just for you to know though…My plan is going perfect, and because I don't absolutely despise you, I want to offer you a great deal before I claim what's mine!" Bill walked around Stan, circling him like a shark. "Fordsie and Corn Chip won't get along, ever" He shrugged. "So instead of dreaming like a child for something that will never happen, why don't you accept my deal? You're brothers will be friends here and you won't lose any of them."

"No! I don't want anything from you!" Stan spat. "Leave my mind! I'll tell Stanford I saw you! We are going to get rid of you!" Stan was trembling with anger. This monster drove his older brother crazy, he was the reason Stanford distrusted Seb!

Bill, still wearing his brother's brother and pissing the hell out of Stan, shrugged carelessly. "Have it your way, Glove. But know this. Sixer might hate Corn Chip…but he doesn't trust you." He chuckled.

"No one calls him Sixer but us!" Stan cried. "And shut up! You are a liar! It's all you do! You will NEVER win! Now get out of my mind!" The boy charged at him and punched him in the face.

Bill staggered back, holding his nose and glared at Stan with red eyes. "Thinks change, Glove! Your family is broken and you will lose everyone! I'll make sure to make them suffer!"

Stan woke up with a gasp.

He looked around and sighed in relief when he realized he was an adult. Stan saw his brother, also an adult, sleeping soundly and drooling slightly on his hand, and laid back down. Bill fucking Cipher…He had NEVER stalked him in his dreams…Why was he bothering him now?

What would he win with that deal? His plan-his plan was talking over the world, no? And if he had it working…this deal wasn't even important for him. He was just taunting him, presuming it was him who broke Ford's mind…

He rubbed his forehead and sighed tiredly. Ford had been worried about Bill coming into our world…What were they going to do about it? He mentioned the instability of the portal at some point, but…now that he thought about it, Stanford hadn't told him anything, not even the ideas he had to keep Bill away, or-or the danger…

But-But, Bill couldn't be right, he was an expert, he was lying… Stanford trusted him…right?

-.-

Stan found himself sitting on the kitchen's table after breakfast. There was no one to be seen, so he was alone. He should tell Ford about his dream. If Bill was so confident with bothering him in his dreams, just because he wanted to and could, then it meant he was advancing in his 'plan' or whatever he was trying to do. And they had to stop him!

William didn't give him the plans for the Quantum Destabilizer for nothing. They HAD to stop Bill! They couldn't let him come to their world…Not when they were the only ones who knew and could do something about it!

He just learnt he had a son, he wasn't going to let an illuminati piece of shit ruin that!

But…What if Ford really didn't trust him…? It-It would be pretty stupid not to after spending 13 years together, fighting in space and working together.

He understood he was angry at Seb. Ford was stubborn as a mule and he didn't like when things didn't go as planned. Seb liked to do the opposite Ford said, since children. Plus with the memory of the incident of the science fair his older brother seemed to be holding to since forever, he understood, but didn't justify, why they were still angry at each other.

But…him? What reason did Stanford have not to trust him? If he had done nothing more than to support him and help him when his mind was pudding 13 years ago! They only had each other in space!

Was it Bill messing with him again? He would be so glad to punch him again if it was the case.

"Hi Uncle Stan!"

The man screamed and jumped startled at the sudden voice. He turned around and saw his nephew laughing loudly.

"Oh, it's just you, squirt" He rolled his eyes and lifted his hat to mess with his hair.

"What are you doing?" Dipper asked, sitting down next to him. Stan sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Just…thinking, I guess. And it hurts." He joked, and the boy laughed again.

Stan suddenly had an idea. "Hey, Dipper. You spend a lot of time with my brother, don't ya?"

"Um, yes?"

"What are you two doing downstairs anyway? Ford hasn't told me anything…"

Dipper tensed up and Stan caught the body language immediately. The boy knew something. He grinned and leaned closer to the kid. "Come on, kid. You know you can trust me. Even when it doesn't look like it, I know about weirdness and stuff!" Ford told him a lot about it, he must have learnt something.

The boy was luckily saved by his other uncles, who entered to the kitchen screaming and fighting each other. Stan and he stood up wide-eyed as the two fell to the floor shouting, punching and kicking each other.

"Why can't you just listen to me?!" Ford screamed and pushed Sebastian off him.

"Because you still think I am a monster! I don't trust you!" Seb spat.

"You don't trust me?! But I've only been trying to talk to you!" Ford cried.

"But you don't care! You don't care about me!"

Dipper sighed as Stanley stood up to break the fight. Uncle Ford really seemed to be trying to apologize…He knew Uncle Seb felt bad for what he said before, but Uncle Ford had trouble expressing his ideas, maybe Uncle Seb just had to listen.

"Stop it! You two! Damn it! You are behaving like brats!" Stanley separated them. "What's wrong with you?!" Stanley shouted.

"He BURNT me!" Ford gasped, looking at his sleeve.

"It was just a little burn! Don't be such a baby!" Seb snarled.

Stanley threw them away in opposite directions. "You two are impossible right now! Go think of what you did or something"

The pissed off men glared at each other and left in opposite directions. Ford probably to the lab again to sulk, because talking to Sebastian was literally impossible when he didn't want to listen, and Seb to burn something in the forest.

"Geesh..." Dipper commented when his uncles left.

"Geesh alright" Stanley sighed and massaged his temples tiredly. "I wish there was a way for them to get along better. I really thought everything we have done together would help them but they are still the same..."

Dipper hummed in thought. "Hey!" He suddenly exclaimed. "I have an idea! We need to force Uncle Seb and Uncle Ford to work together!" Anything to keep the rift a secret would work.

"How are we gonna do that?" Stanley asked, momentarily forgetting about his question and Dipper grinned maliciously.

"Do you have any handcuffs?"

-.-

They told Mabel about their plan and the girl was totally in, anything to make Uncle Ford really apologize to Sebastian. The scientist really didn't know how to brother, Mabel thought disappointed.

The three Pines grinned and decided what to do while the other part of their family was totally unaware. The plan was executed after lunch. Dipper somehow managed to get Ford to get out of the basement to eat with them. Seb had a little bruise in his cheek from where Stanford hit him a little too hard, and avoided Ford's eyes the entire time. Offended, the older triplet huffed and did the same, earning 3 face palms from the twins and Stan.

Seb was then required by his niece, she said she wanted a private lesson to learn more about knitting. Seb happily complied and Mabel told him to meet her at the porch in 10 minutes.

At the same time, Dipper begged his uncle Ford to play DD&D with him, because he was the best dungeon master and playing with him was always really fun. That lifted the scientist's mood a lot, and Dipper told him to meet him at the porch in 10 minutes because he was going to search the game...

The two brothers found each other face to face.

"I'm going to play with Dipper here."

"Awesome. I'm knitting with Mabel here" Seb replied. "I ain't leaving if that's what you want."

The twins saw their uncles close enough for the following part.

Dipper and Mabel jumped and each of them handcuffed one uncle, leaving them tied by Seb's left hand and Ford's right one.

"KIDS! LET US GO THIS INSTANT!" Sebastian roared, trying to pull the handcuff off him.

"Kids! This is no funny!" Ford shouted as the twins laughed. "Give me the key, Dipper!"

"Sorry, Poindexter, but you two ain't going nowhere" Stanley came out of his hiding spot and high fived his niblings at the same time.

"What?!" Seb shouted. "You knew?!"

"Stanley! Give me the key!"

The medium triplet stared at his nails with a bored expression. "Can't do...I lost it somewhere in the forest"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" The chained triplets screamed at unison.

"But I think the kids can help"

Mabel handed Ford and Seb a map. "Here is a map of places Uncle Stan could have left it. Have fun!" She giggled and Dipper and she ran away.

"You aren't serious about this..." Seb looked at his older brother. "Please, Stanley, let us go."

"No. Not until you come back behaving like the nice brothers you once were. Oh, and when you come back, Ford, I have to ask you something." Stanley glared half-heartedly and closed the door in their faces.

Ford and Seb stared at each other and Ford sighed defeatedly, grabbing the map and started moving forward.

"Let's get this over with..." The scientist mumbled, dragging Seb with him.

"Are you seriously going to let them get away with this?!" Seb asked as they slowly got away from the Shack.

"Stanley and the kids won't give us the key. It is in the forest somewhere. We get it, we are free" Ford reasoned.

"But! But!-"

"Sebastian, think for a bit! It is the only way to escape! Start walking!" Ford pleaded.

"I think!" Seb whined and went silent as he walked alongside with Ford. He claimed he wanted to apologize, but he never lost the opportunity to call him stupid, one way or another. He wiped away his tears with his free hand and looked away.

After a few minutes of awkward silent walking, Ford coughed to catch his attention. "Well, I recognize this first part as the fairy realm. I bet the key is here. It's the closest and I know this forest creeps Stanley out, so he must have left it in the closest point" Ford said and Seb nodded silently.

The forest started turning greener, flowers and plants were brighter in here Seb made a face when he noticed the little creatures who inhabited the place stare at them from the trees, giggling.

Ugh. Fairies. Those creatures were really powerful and annoying. He had seen some of them, but knew they were capable of many things. Evil ones tortured people. Some liked to mess around with them or give them lessons.

"I don't hate you" Ford suddenly said and Seb looked up.

"Pardon?"

"I said I don't hate you..." Ford mumbled with his cheeks warming up. "Sebastian, I was angry with you, yes, but…but I know you are my brother…"

Seb sighed and stared at the floor as he walked, wanting to look anywhere but his brother. "I don't hate you either…I wouldn't have worked my ass off for years to bring you back if I did…" He bit his inner cheek. "That's why it hurts me when you treat me like you do…"

Ford didn't respond, he just made a face as the fairies watched them intently. "I didn't trust you, Sebastian"

The blond sighed tiredly. "I know...And I still remind you him, don't I? But I can't help it! I am here because Bill died in my universe, Stanford...But having him as a past life doesn't take away the fact that I am your brother…" He looked up for a second before looking at his hands. "And you still hate me for some reason…At least as kids it didn't' feel like it."

"I don't hate you!" Ford cried frustrated but Seb simply sighed. Ford looked at the map, conflicted but couldn't stop talking. "I-I mean! Yes! I-I am a little…worried about what Bill can do to you, you know? He might influence you to be evil and-and we wouldn't know…"

Seb huffed annoyed. "Do you think me incapable of thinking for myself? That I can't see Bill is an evil piece of shit?!"

"Yes? NO! I-I mean-"

"Save it, Stanford!"

"He is coming." The scientist stared at him brother worriedly and Seb, still scowling, raised a curious eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Ford closed his eyes for a second, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. "Well…"

He had fallen asleep on the couch in his room while reading a book, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a field of wheat. He could see an old swingset in the background, the portal, and their old boat, ruined as if burnt, right next to him.

Ford looked around when suddenly, the wheat flattened around him to form an image he couldn't see really well, and it started glowing blue. Bill started laughing maniacally, like always and he frowned. "I know that laugh... Show yourself!"

He turned around as Bill materialized from the ground in a light so bright Ford was forced to shield his eyes.

"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well!" Bill materialized multiple copies of him as he talked, surrounding Ford. "Aren't you a sight for sore eye! Stanford Filbrick Pines, my old pal! I was wondering when I would see you again! You really hurt my feelings when you didn't come to my Nightmare Realm right after you were sucked through the portal!" Bill laughed, kicking his legs in the air, and his copies imitated him. "Have you killed Corn Chip yet~?"

"Bill Cipher. What do you want from me?" Ford scowled.

"Oh, quit playing dumb, IQ!" A copy Bill talked and hugged him by his neck. "You knew I'd be back!" Another one ruffled his hair before continuing "You think shutting down that portal could stop what I have planned?!" He flicked his nose and Ford gasped and covered it, offended. He looked at his hands in case there was blood before looking up at the Bills that merged into one giant Bill that floated over him.

"Haha, especially when you are as separated from your family as you are! Man, I should pay Glove a visit as well…" Bill trailed off before focusing again. "I've been making deals, chatting with old friends, preparing for the big day! You can't keep that rift safe forever." He snapped his fingers and a copy of the rift appeared in his hand.

"You'll slip up, and when you do...!" He threw the rift onto the ground, and it opened a portal in the shape of an upside-down triangle, that led to his nightmarish world. Fire appeared as well and started burning the wheat field around Ford.

"Get out of here! You have no dominion in our world!" Ford demanded and Bill eye-grinned. "Maybe not right now, but things change, Stanford Pines! Things... change." Fire surrounded the man as Bill started laughing.

Ford woke up with a loud gasp and started panting. He adjusted his glasses and stared at his hand. "I have to warn them…He's coming'

Seb blinked as Ford finished explaining the situation. He had 3 words for it. "What the fuck!" He spat. "And when exactly where you planning to tell us this?! The rift can break at any moment, Stanford!"

"I know!" The scientist spat back. "That's why I had to keep it a secret! It is something incredible dangerous for anyone to know about!"

"Anyone?!" Seb grimaced, feeling betrayed. "We are your family! Are we just anyone?! Do you think we won't be able to understand or help?! How STUPID do you think we are, Stanford?!" The blond's eye turned red under his eyepatch.

"I had to! You wouldn't understand! If you or Mabel dropped it-"

"Because we are stupid, no?!" Seb panted heavily when suddenly he realized something. "You told Dipper about the rift…" He breathed out.

"I-I had to tell someone, Sebastian!" Ford grimaced.

"HOW COULD YOU KEEP SOMETHING LIKE THIS FROM US!" Seb screamed and tried to push Stanford away, but the handcuffs prevented it. "You put Dipper and EVERYONE in danger because you can't trust us! Because we are so stupid we don't deserve the truth!" Blinded by rage, Seb punched Stanford in the face.

The older man cried when his glasses cracked against his face and clutched his aching face. His eyes didn't turn red, but they could have with how angry he was. He punched his younger brother back and Seb staggered back. "Don't put words on my mouth!"

Seb screamed and tackled his taller brother to the floor, making both of them fall over a flower bed, screaming and kicking. Seb's hands caught on fire and tried to burn his brother, tired of his shit, but Stanford easily climbed on top of him and twisted his arms backwards. The flowers under them burnt and crisped as Seb cried and sobbed in pain.

"Yes! I couldn't trust you! How can I trust you when you are insane!" Ford cried with tears welling up in his eyes. "You are-you were a demon! You are dangerous and wild and careless! I don't trust you! I can't! I never know what you are going to do or mess everything up for me and everyone around! I-I can't trust you! How can I when all you've done is making my life more difficult! I am sorry, but I can't!" He choked down a sob.

Seb sobbed as his head was slammed against the ground again and again. "Stop…Ford! Ford!" He wanted him to stop saying that, he wanted him to stop hurting him!

The older man blinked and his tears streamed down his face. He let go of his brother, horrified at his outburst, and Seb kicked him in the stomach in his distraction. He doubled over in pain and Seb punched his stomach again.

A shadow casted over them as they fought, rolling over the destroyed flower bed. "Stop!" A booming voice ordered and the two men looked up at the source, wide-eyed.

There was a very angry woman glaring down at them. She had long black hair, tanned skin and violet eyes, but they were glowing green with power.

"Oh fuck" Stanford muttered. That was a Fey…

The beautiful woman stood regal in front of the men on the ground. "Your childish fight have made you ruin my garden…" She stated and the triplets shared a look before looking at her. "We are so sorry." Seb said and Ford nodded quickly.

The Fey's eyes glowed green even more and they flinched. "You have disrespected me and my property with your insults and fights." Her entire body was surrounded by a bright green glow but she had a grin on her beautiful features. It made the triplets shiver in fear though. "If you want to behave like children, allow me to help you with that."

She shot at them with green magic before the two brothers could react. Sebastian and Stanford started screaming when their bodies started burning. "I feel your resentment in your heart, your grief and anguish." The magical creature watched satisfied, enjoying the pained expressions the humans made as their bodies ached and burnt. "Only when you learn to love each other again and work out what's keeping you two fighting, will you turn back to normal! Until then, you will remain cursed!" She disappeared, leaving Ford and Sebastian screaming in pain on the floor. Their insides twisted, their bones broke to be pieced back together once again.

They were in so much pain that they couldn't even blame the other. The pain got so unbearable the triplets dropped unconscious.

The fairies spying on the humans laughed madly as the magic took effect on them. Those two were going to be best friends again! Just like the blond said!

"Bill! Help me!" Sebastian screamed as his mindscape flooded.

The triangle flew around calmly, examining the damage. The doors that represented Seb's memories were getting closed and dropping to the water like rocks, while some, the first years of his human life, some of Bill's memories and life stayed just over the water.

"It's fey magic" Bill2 concluded as Seb floated over the water with his demon self.

"Fix it!" The man demanded.

"Oh, haha, can't. I mean, you can't fix yourself" Bill2 gave himself a swimsuit that looked funny on his triangular form and a one eyed google.

"Not by yourself at least. The magic is not permanent, though. We'll survive" Bill sighed.

"Wh-Why are you dressing up like that?" Seb asked scared.

"Because we are going for a swim" Bill2 said. The doors stopped falling to the water and Bill and Seb lost the ability to stay afloat.

Seb screamed as he plunged under the sparkling water. He closed his eyes and everything turned dark.

-.—

Sebastian opened his eye slowly. The first thing he did was whine at the uncomfortable piece of cloth over his yellow eye. He lifted his hand to take it off, but he realized he couldn't lift his arm.

He looked down at himself and he realized he was wearing huge unfamiliar clothes and he was handcuffed to someone. He frowned confused and looked around. He was in some sort of forest. "Hello?" He pouted scared and shook the figure, covered in a large coat. The person stirred and the coat fell from his face, revealing a chubby face that slowly opened his brown eyes.

"Sixer!" Seb smiled relieved. Ford was also wearing huge clothes and rubbed his eyes. He narrowed his eyes. "I can't see a thing" He pouted.

Seb laughed, feeling much less scared now that he knew his older triplet was with him, and saw some glasses on the ground. "There are glasses here, but they are too big to be yours."

Ford grabbed them and sighed in relief when the big glasses allowed him to see. It wasn't his sight, but it should work until they figure what to do.

"Where are we? How did we get here?" Seb asked his older brother who hummed in thought.

"Well, it looks like a forest..." he suddenly gasped. "Where's Stanley!?"

The sky was turning orange as the sun started hiding from view and the young boys realized they were alone in the forest full of dangers.

"Ford..." Seb whimpered.

'They left you. Your parents left you there...'

No! No! Impossible! My mommy loves me!

The older boy started panicking as Seb hiccupped and whimpered. Where were they?! Where was their older brother?! Why were they handcuffed in here! "O-Ok…Ok. Don't-Don't panic!" Ford said as he did exactly that. He had unmanly tears in his eyes threatening to spill down, but he wouldn't let them fall. Seb didn't care about that though and wiped his tears.

He had a nightmare like this! Mom let him alone in the forest because she didn't like him anymore, because she realized he was a freakish and dumb, a useless boy. Now fire was supposed to circle him to kill him again, but Ford had never been in his nightmares before.

"We-We are just going to find help, don't cry, ok?" Ford looked down at him and Seb sniffled, before wiping his tears and nose with the sleeve of the oversized yellow shirt he was wearing. He kicked his huge shoes off, the pants and just stayed in his underwear, socks and shirt before he stood up. Ford shook his pants off as well and the huge boots, and stayed with his sweater and coat, and of course, the glasses.

Seb stumbled a bit, and whimpered. "Ow…" Ford looked at him. "What's wrong?"

"My-My head hurts a bit." The smaller boy rubbed the back of his head with a free hand. It was a faint sensation, but it was there. Ford hummed in thought and motioned him to crouch so he examine his head. "Um, you aren't bleeding…" He parted his hair. "And I don't see anything wrong…When we are home, I can tell Ma to get you something for the pain, ok?"

"Ok!" Seb smiled widely and they continued walking, Seb skipping next to his older brother who rolled his eyes. "Where are we going?" Seb asked Ford.

"Well, the sun is setting in that direction, so that's the west. It means we…have to follow it if we want to get home…Because…the sea is at the east, right?" Ford scratched his head confused and Seb shrugged. "Ok, let's just walk to the west." Seb nodded and simply obeyed his brother.

"Do you think Fez is alright?" Seb asked and Ford nodded. "I am sure he is. Stanley is very strong."

"And where is he?" Seb asked. He looked at the bowtie he was wearing and giggled. He untied it, it was falling anyway, and tied up around his head like a bandana.

"I don't know…"

"And where are we? How are we going to go home?" Seb asked again and Ford sighed. "I don't know."

Seb looked around. He had never been in this place before…But, but it looked so familiar…Like, he had been here before…Maybe in his past life? It was a useless déjà vu anyway, it was familiar but he still don't know where they were.

"Why are we handcuffed?"

"Sebastian! Stop!" He whined. "I don't know! I woke up next to you, why do you think I know?"

The shorter boy flinched a bit.

'Now he's angry. He will hate you'

"I'm sorry." Ford sighed. "It's ok, let's just focus on getting out of here, ok?" He made a small smile and continued walking, looking at his surroundings. He had never been on a forest before, this was really beautiful, but the insects were attacking him already so he wanted to go home.

After a few minutes walking, the two triplets heard a deep voice shouting "I think I heard something! You go back to the house in case they appear!" and stared at each other. Was that person there to rescue them?!

"Ok, Uncle Stan!" A voice, a girl's voice, shouted, but it was further away.

"Stanford! Sebastian! Come out, guys!" The deep voice, a man's voice, called and the boys smiled relieved.

"We are here!" They shouted at the same time and followed the sound of the voice. The footsteps of their rescuer moved faster, stepping over leaves and branches and making them crunch.

Stanley ran through the forest. After his brothers didn't come back after a few hours, he got worried. The twins wanted to help search for them, but he kept them looking close to the house, in fear they would get lost as well.

Now, those voices...He swore he heard his brothers but...

He gasped softly when two little boys bumped into him. The kids stumbled back and looked up in shock. They were brunets, had brown eyes, were wearing huge shirts over them (the clothes his triplets had been wearing) and they were handcuffed (like his triplets had been)

"D-Dad?" Stanford asked confused and with a grimace, not really sure of his question.

"Ew, no, don't say that..." Stan grimaced a bit but he was still staring in shock at the kids.

Sebastian examined the man up and down. No. That couldn't be Filbrick. He wasn't wearing pants! Filbrick would never be like that! Besides, his hair was really long. Their Dad always had it short and hidden under his hat.

He nudged him and shook his head. "No, he's not" he whispered. "Did you come to save us?"

"Oh no..." Stanley muttered horrified realization hit him.

Those kids were his triplets…

"Stanford?!" He cried. "What happened?!"

Ford flinched away from the scary unfamiliar man and Seb bravely stepped in front of him. "Hey! Don't shout at my brother!" He snarled, showing off his fangs, little fangs, baby fangs, Stanley thought.

"Who are you?" Seb demanded. "Where are we?! Are you going to take us home or not?!"

They don't remember. Shit! Shit! Shit!

"I-I am...um..." Stan cleared his throat and crouched in front of the boys. "I am so sorry, Stanford, Sebastian, I didn't mean to scare you" He apologized.

"I came to take you home, is that alright? It's getting late and you two are wearing huge clothes."

Seb pouted. "Well, even if, Ma said not to go with strangers" He looked at his brother for advice.

"Your Ma is really wise" Stan agreed. "But you can trust me, really"

"Where's our brother?" Ford asked.

"I'll explain when we are home, alright?" He extended a hand toward the boys. They looked troubled for a second but they ended up accepting.

Seb grabbed the man's hand and Ford grabbed his brother's handcuffed hand tightly. As they walked back, Stan grabbed the walkie talkie the twins gave him and turned it on.

"Kids? I found them, over"

"Great!" Dipper shouted. "Where are you? over."

"I'm taking them to the Shack...We-we have a problem...over" Stanley whispered, glancing down at the boys next to him. Seb was skipping happily and Ford looked more serious, looking at him from time to time.

"Are they hurt?! Oh no!" Mabel shouted.

"No, no...Just...We are almost there, you'll see for yourself." Stan put the walkie talkie back to his pocket.

He couldn't believe this!

Sebastian and Ford were so tiny! Seb was even tinier than Ford! They were just-just a little taller than the twins! How old were they?! Twelve!? No older than thirteen that was sure. He could never be sure with Seb though, he had a baby face until they were like, 17.

What happened?!

"Sir...How are we going home? I-I don't see a car" Stanford said with a baby voice, not the deep voice he was used to. "Our house is in the Lead Paint District"

Stan had to smile at that. So adorable, like a baby owl. "We aren't going to your home for now...We are...a bit far away. We are going to my house" Well, technically Ford's, but this kid wasn't even old enough to drive, let alone be the owner of a property.

"To your house?!" Ford cried scared. "S-Sir...I-I think we-we will just...just go to-the police station" He tried pulling Seb's arm so he would let him go, but Stan tightened his grip a bit.

Seb understood and started panicking like his brother. Stan sighed. Were they this paranoid as kids too? Well, he had to admit that if he really was a kidnapper it would help them protect themselves that was for sure.

"Let me go! Let me go! Please! Don't hurt us!" Seb gave up and started crying desperately. He was going to hurt them! No! No! No! "Our family doesn't have money! Our Dad won't pay anything!"

"Wow! Wow!" Stan said, startled by the kid's declaration. Filbrick was a serious and greedy man but if any of them had been in danger he definitely would have paid! He was their father!

"Sebas, Sebas, please, don't be scared! Please" Stan couldn't let him go though. They would run away and he didn't want to search for them again. "I am Stanley! It's me! I'm sorry!"

"No, you aren't!" Seb sobbed and him and Ford started pulling stronger.

Oh these kids…

"Stanley is our triplet!" Ford cried and almost tripped with his huge coat. "He isn't a kidnapper!"

Stanley burst into laughter but his triplets continued struggling to leave.

"Guys! Oh, holy Moses!" Stan chuckled before sobering. "You have to trust me! Look into my eyes, tiny Poindexter, and tell me I am not Stanley"

The kids looked at each other, not trusting the man a tiny bit. Seb frowned and put his free hand on his hip. This didn't make any sense! Did they travel to the future?!

'Or he travelled to our present' Bill2 supplied.

"If you are him..." Seb mumbled. "Say something only Stanley would know!"

"Um..." Stanley hummed before remembering something and laughed at the memory. "When we were five, in our first day of school, Seb killed a bird and brought it to the classroom to scare everyone. The animal disappeared and no one found it that day, but Seb put it in a boy's backpack...He confessed to me days later.

"FEZ!" Sebastian exclaimed loudly and hugged the man tightly by the waist, he was so tiny…

Ford was pulled to the side, still handcuffed, but smiled at the adult. "Stanley! Why are you so old?"

Seb let him go and Stan gasped. "Old?! I'm not old, Sixer! You offend me!" The boys laughed and hugged their brother one more time.

"Sorry for calling you kidnapper" Ford apologized.

"No problem, kid. But you forgot kicking me" Stan said. "A good kick in the balls would stop anyone and you would have run away easily enough...Thanks for not kicking me" He added with a shudder.

The boys giggled. "So..." Stan started. He better get all the information from the kids to know what exactly what happened. "Can you tell me what you remember before this?"

"We were at the beach" Ford said softly. "We were playing with water balloons"

"Our birthday was some months ago! We just finished sixth grade!" Seb informed him. "We are 12 now!"

Stan gasped softly. They are even younger than he expected! Were they this small and adorable as kids?!

"Hey! That's great! High six!" Stan smiled. The kids raised their free hands to slap their brother's huge one.

"Then we went home" Ford explained.

"Mom told us to take a shower because she said we smelled like ocean." Seb continued before he trailed off. "I…"

"We had dinner." Ford picked up. "We had nuggets and French fries! They were really delicious! It was the first time in a while, Shermie didn't complain about the food" He giggled.

Seb rubbed his arm and smiled sadly. "Well, then Shermie came to my room so I could play with him. And then we went to sleep..." Ford nodded and concluded. "Then we woke up there…Are-Are we in the future?!" He asked excitedly.

"Ah, yes...Kinda..." Stan laughed and his tiny triplets looked at each other with wide eyes before looking up at him, squealing.

"It is really the future?!" Seb gasped. "Whoaah! This is SO awesome!" He started jumping up and down excitedly.

"How did we get here?! What if we meet our older selves?! Could we explode?! Do car fly now?!" Ford started asking hundreds of questions per second. He had so many things to ask! He wanted to write all this down now!

"Do robots enslaved the human race?!"

Stan laughed loudly. They were babies. They were so innocent, damn it. "No. Nothing like that actually..."

"Aaw..." The boys pouted.

Stan cooed at them. For God's sake, they were holding their handcuffed hands; that was so freaking cute!

"Old Stanley, why couldn't our Stanley come see the future with us too?" Seb asked him.

"Um...Well, you see." Stan quickly thought in a white lie to tell them. "Your older selves are on a mission" Stan grimaced at the lie. "They left this present to your time, and someone had to replace them, because…balance, you know? And I had to stay behind to explain everything to you..."

The kids gaped in awe. Their older selves were time-travelers?!

Stan grinned at their expressions. "Pay attention to everything so you can tell young me about everything you see, ok?"

They nodded solemnly and the Mystery Shack came into view.

Mabel was sitting on the porch hugging Waddles as Dipper paced back and forth. Both were worried for their uncles. This was supposed to be a way to get them to work together, and judging by Stan's whispers, something happened to them. They didn't mean to get in trouble!

The twins spotted the figure of the middle triplet coming out of the trees and Mabel stood up, putting Waddles on the floor. He was back! "Uncle Stan! You finally-" Mabel ran toward him and her eyes quickly landed on the two kids next to him. Her jaw dropped open.

Dipper ran towards them as well. "Are they ok? Did...Wow. So that's the problem" Dipper commented as he looked at the boys in shock. The male Pines suddenly winced when Mabel squealed, and loud.

"OH MY GOD THEY ARE SO CUTEEE!" Mabel shrieked and the little triplets hid behind Stan when Mabel tried to hug them.

"Who are they?" Seb grimaced as the girl with sticky and glittering hands tried to touch his hair.

"Try to guess" Stan wasn't going to tell them ALL the truth, no need for that, but it was better not to lie to them about everything. It would only make things worse.

"Um..." Seb examined Dipper's face, far too close for the boy's liking, and the boy with huge clothes tilted his head to the side adorably. "Your kids?"

Stan and Mabel laughed. "Close. They are Shermie's children" Stan grinned at the boys' shocked face.

"WhAT?!" The now younger triplets shrieked high pitchedly. "No way! Shermie is a baby" Ford exclaimed.

"Well, he really is our dad, Uncle Ford" Dipper said amused. The Author was his age! That was so cool! But he was calling him uncle...That part was going to be so weird.

"Oh. Um… Just call me Ford" The boy with huge glasses said shyly. So this kid was his… nephew? That was actually pretty cool.

"I'm Sebastian!" Seb smiled widely, showing them his tiny fangs. "We are 12 and I like drawing and knitting but my mom doesn't like it when I do that."

"I am Mabel! Welcome to the future!" She threw glitter at them and spun a bit. "We will be your guides during your stay in the future!" Dipper nodded. "Yeah. What she said"

The triplets giggled excitedly and Seb tried taking off the annoying eye patch on his yellow eye.

"Hi!" Mabel extended a hand towards Ford to shake and the boy was going to do it, but he suddenly stopped and hid his hands behind his back.

"It's alright, Sixer. They know about your and Seb's hands. No one cares" Stan patted his fluffy hair. Ford looked at his handcuffed hand before sheepishly extending towards Mabel to shake.

"Ah! Finally!" Seb pulled off his wet eyepatch and threw it to the floor. "Ah!"

The twins winced at the yellow eye they weren't used to seeing, Uncle Seb never took off his eyepatch in front of them, but to their surprise, Ford, the one they thought would complain, didn't even react at the sight of the yellow slit eye.

"Why were you even wearing an eyepatch?" He laughed. His brother hated covering his eye.

"Who knows! But it was itchy and wet! Blergh!" Seb stuck his tongue out. Stan rolled his eyes fondly and made everyone walk inside. They used the Gift Shop door and the little triplets looked at the stuff in awe before they entered to the house. Seb scanned the place he was in. "Nice house, old Stanley!" He lifted his arms and the yellow sleeves drowned his arms. "Do we live here now?!" He asked excitedly.

Ford gasped when he remembered something. "What about our boat?! Are we time-travelers who sail around the world?!" He asked with a huge smile on his face. Stan gave them a tense smile. "Um…Right! Right! We are living here for the moment. But we are taking some time off from sailing…"

"And where have we gone?! Did we fight monsters around the world? Are we already well-known adve-WOAH!" Ford was interrupted when Stan picked them up. Seb started giggling and kicking his legs and the boy with oversized glasses pouted. "How about you take a bath first?" He looked at his niece with a smile.

"Mabel, can you get them clothes?"

"Yes! Mabel's on the job!" The girl squealed loudly and ran away giggling. She had sweaters to knit!

Ford and Seb groaned and went limp in his arms. "But I don't want to take a bath! I want to see the future, there's no time for baths!" Ford whined and Dipper shrugged and nodded in agreement. Baths were a waste of time.

"Well, I'm so sorry, but you are all filthy." Stan laughed. "Come on." He trotted in direction of the stairs with the little triplets on his shoulders, carried like sacks of potatoes. Seb laughed and waved at his 'nephew'. "Bye~!"

Stanley carried his brothers to the bathroom and put them on their feet before he went to turn on the hot water, letting it run so it filled the tub. "Ok, you'll have to clean yourselves together while I find a bobby pin to free you" He said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Ok!" The triplets smiled and took off everything but their underwear, which was the only thing fitting their current bodies. Stanley couldn't help but think just how convenient it was that this always happened in magic cases like this.

"I'll be right back. Don't flood this place too much" He looked at them with mock seriousness and the smaller triplets gave him a military salute. "Sir, Yes, sir!"

Stanley rolled his eyes, and left the bathroom when he heard his now young brothers splashing each other and laughing.

Heh, maybe this wasn't so bad after all...Ford and Seb were friends again...

-.—

As soon as he was out of the bathroom, Stan ran to meet his nephew who was pacing in the living room with a thoughtful expression while he ate chips. "Dipper!" Stan exclaimed. "You are the only available genius right now! What do we do?!"

The preteen looked up proud at the praise. "Well, I know Journal 3 by heart and there wasn't anything about adults turning back to kids!" He lifted his hat to ran a hand through his hair hummed worriedly. What were they going to do? They couldn't stay like this!

What would he tell his parents?!

"This is bad, this is horrible!" Stan groaned. Why were they so stupid to get in this situation! They were cute, sure! He wouldn't deny it! But he was worried about absolutely everything! Ford was hiding something big from him, the demonic triangle's was coming and he had a stupid plan to destroy the world! And now the only two people who knew about Bill more than anyone and who could fix this were tiny boys and completely useless!

"ARGH!" Stanley pulled at his brown hair angrily. "Dipper, I needed to talk to Ford about something important! It-It's about Bill…" He lowered his voice and Dipper frowned.

"What-What happened?" He asked scared and Stan ran a hand through his face. "Nothing. Let's just focus on turning them back to normal, ok? Can you help me with that?"

Dipper pouted, feeling Stan didn't want to tell him because he refused to share Ford's secret, but nodded. With that, the only adult Pines went to search for a bobby pin or something to free his brothers with.

"CLOTHES READY~!" Mabel shouted happily from her room and Stan sighed heavily. It would be ok…They would solve this.

Seb and Ford finished their bath and climbed out of the tub to get some towels and dry themselves. Stan knocked on the door before opening it and freed them from the handcuffs. He wondered why they shrunk as well. A mystery indeed. "I'll bring your clothes, stay here."

Seb nodded wrapped the towel around himself and rubbed his hurt wrist slowly as Ford dried himself. "Isn't this awesome, Sixer?!"

"Haha, yeah! I want to see how much technology has evolved since our real time!" Ford dried his wet hair. "Everything feels too normal, but it shouldn't because it's the future"

Seb sighed. "Those kids look awfully familiar though..." He glanced at the bathroom's door. He finished drying himself and sat down on the toilet lid with a towel around his waist. He hoped his clothes were yellow! "Don't you think?"

Ford shook his head. "No, well...A little bit. But they are Shermie's kids and they are our niece and nephew from the future...I think it's normal for them to look familiar" The genius child suggested with a shrug.

Seb wasn't so sure, but he didn't press further. "Yeah, that must be right…"

"Here ya go!" Their older brother came back and put the clean clothes on the bathroom's closed lid as Seb stood up. "The sweaters were made by Mabel"

Seb gasped as he lifted the yellow sweater to study it. "Wow! Look! Ford!" He shoved it in his brother's face eagerly. "It has a tiny bowtie on it!" He gasped.

'They know. They know who we are. They will hate you.'

No. It can't be. It must have been a lucky guess. Besides…they saw my eye and they weren't scared!

Stan looked at his younger brother's back when he turned around. No tattoo, but he had his birthmarks back, or his 'marks to seal his powers'. That was a relief. He didn't need a hyperactive child with fire powers.

"This one's mine" Seb declared and put it on quickly before he realized he needed to put on the t-shirt first. Ford rolled his eyes and grabbed the white t-shirt and the red sweater. "I don't wear red. I always were blue or green" He told his older brother with a pout.

"Well, tomorrow you can wear blue" Stan resisted the urge to squeeze his tiny brother's childish body in a hug. "But today, Mabel wants to see you with it"

Seb laughed when he had his black shorts on and impulsively pushed Stanford in his excitement, who almost fell to the floor. He couldn't believe he almost forgot Seb used to be like this. It used to drive Ford insane most of the time

"Move, Ford! I want to explore the future!" Seb ran away laughing and went downstairs to meet with his niblings.

Ford grumbled and stroked the arm Seb hit. "Urgh! Sebastian!" Ford picked up the sweater he dropped. "I wish Stanley had come with me instead..." He mumbled and glared at the door before sighing to control his anger. "I'm going to change now, please leave" He told Stanley, whose eyes were slightly wide at his brother's outburst.

He slowly left the bathroom. That was… unexpected, but he kind of understood, his brother didn't have the biggest patience and dealing with a child such as Seb must be hard for him. He shook his head, he was going to think this was just a momentary bitterness and pre-teen moodiness. With that in mind, the only adult Pines in the Shack went downstairs once again and found Seb sitting on the floor with the twins and he was staring in awe at the phone Mabel was showing him, his own phone, but Seb didn't know that.

"This is a mobile phone." Mabel presented the device to her little uncle who shook his head in disbelief.

"Nope. Impossible. Phones aren't flat like that. Where's the antennae then? And the numbers! "

Stanley and Dipper chuckled at his surprise as Mabel patted his shoulder in pity. "They appear when you just need to call. See?" Dipper pressed the 'phone' button and Seb gasped when the numbers appeared.

"Woah!"

"And there is this thing called Internet that knows everything and anything. You can ask whatever you need to know and it will tell you!" Dipper told his young uncle excitedly.

"What?!" Seb cried. "Oh my god! That would make homework so much easier than going to the library!" Going to the library was really hard for him. He really tried to read and do his homework, but his brain was damaged, he couldn't concentrate to look between ALL the books.

"Ew" Mabel shuddered. How did people even live before?

"Here. Ask something" Dipper pressed a button and put the phone by Seb's mouth.

"Um...How many bones a human body has?" Seb asked to the phone.

The phone processed the question and Seb gasped loudly when it typed down his answer.

"The human body has 206 bones" The robotic voice answered and the yellow-eyed kid squealed. "THIS IS AMAZING! WE HAVE TO SHOW SIXER!"

"Look! It also has games!" Mabel snatched the phone from her twin's hand and opened a game app. "See this birds here? You need to throw them to the pigs here to win. They need to fall down"

"Phones have games too!?" Seb received the phone and started throwing the red circular birds. He managed to break most of the structure. "I love the future" The boy whispered.

Stanford came downstairs dressed in the clothes Mabel chose for him and holding the big glasses against his nose. He was wearing black shorts Mabel stole from Dipper (he literally never used anything else but his grey ones) he was barefoot, just like Seb, and he had a red sweater really similar to his adult one.

Mabel squealed as Dipper rolled his eyes. She dressed them up like their adult selves. Why didn't it surprised him?

"Ford! Ford! Sixer! Look!" Seb took the phone to him and Stanley sat down on the couch and watched the kids interact with a small smile. At least they weren't scared, that was good. He would hate seeing his brothers scared of their situation.

"Look! It's a magic phone! You can call without numbers because they appear on the screen when you need them and it contains like, every book in the world and knows everything and it also has games!" The shorter boy squealed.

"You can also play music and watch videos!" Mabel added.

Seb's eyes widened. "You see?! Ford, the future is amazing!"

The child genius received the phone his brother was handing him and studied it curiously. He made the screen move back and forth with his finger a few times before opening and closing lots of apps. He pressed the one that said calculator, calendar, clock and then a red-green-yellow and blue circle. He had no idea what it did but it was incredible! Ford laughed. "Show me the knowledge part!"

The twins giggled as Seb struggled to find the 'magic button' Mabel showed him but when he did, he pressed it and a writing machine keyboard magically appear. "You can also write your question"

Ford hummed and typed down. 'Square root of 284827473' He put some random numbers and pressed 'enter'. In less than 4 seconds, the answer appeared in a calculator type thing. It was 16876.8324338.

"Wow!" He gasped, making the twins and Stanley laugh loudly. "Mabel, Mabel show him the game! Show him!" Seb pleaded by pulling her hand, and Mabel happily did as told. Ford stared in awe at the phone as Mabel stood up and pulled Dipper up.

"We'll bring you more future stuff! Come on, Dipper!" Mabel said and the twins ran away. Stan looked down at his brothers. "So you like the future, huh?" He grinned. Seb stood up laughing and jumped over Stan, wiggling like a worm. "Are you kidding me?! It is amazing! I love it! Normal You should have come as well! We would have had so much fun!" The boy jumped down and ran around the room, buzzing with energy.

Ford was ready to play after he studied the game's level. After a few strategic shots, he easily passed the level. The level changed and Ford smiled. Oh, this was cool! A game you could play just by touching the screen! Genius!

"Fordsie, I wanna play too!" Seb stopped jumping around to sit down next to him, accidentally bumping his shoulder, and pouted pleadingly. Ford reluctantly gave the phone to his brother. "Ok, what you need to do here-"

"I can do it!" Seb smiled and tried passing the level, but he wasn't really thinking in a strategy, he just liked to shoot the birds and seeing them hit stuff.

Stanley watched their interaction closely.

Ford got the phone back when Seb lost and passed to level 4. He quickly moved to the following levels with a small smile.

"Hey! It's my turn!" Seb whined and tried to grab the phone from his brother, who moved it away.

"Wait. I want to finish first!"

"Come on, Sixer!" Seb whined and pushed him, but Ford pushed him back.

"No! I'm playing, Sebastian!"

Stanley frowned.

"You suck at it!"

"Not true!" Seb punched his shoulder and Ford whined before punching him back, albeit with much less strength.

"Hey! Hey!" Stanley decided to intervene. Did his brothers fight this much even as kids?! "Don't fight, it is just a game. Let Seb try too, Sixer" Stanley said softly and Ford looked at the phone, pouting. Seb was glaring at him.

'Punch him! He doesn't want to share with you, Sebas. He thinks you can't do it'

"But...But he doesn't know how to. He loses every time" Ford said distressed. And of course, Ford hated losing.

Stanley put a hand on his shoulder. "Kid, it's just a game. It's for you two to have fun, not to fight. Give the phone to Seb too"

Ford frowned, not used to surrender when arguing, and handed the phone to his shocked triplet.

Seb looked at old Stanley, gaping. No-No one had ever been on his side in an argument before...It always was 'boy, don't bother Stanford' or 'Sweetie, just give it Stanley'

"How about each of us have one try?" Seb asked his triplet with a small innocent smile but he saw Ford wasn't as happy as before.

"Sure..." Ford mumbled. "Start"

Stanley realized in that precise moment that his de-aged brothers weren't the only problem...

His niblings and he wanted to get them to be best friends again...

Maybe they never were to begin with...

-.-

Mabel smiled at her de-aged uncles. They were so cute! And apparently, she was older than them now! Hah! She was the boss now! They were sitting on the floor of her room and were awaiting eagerly to see the modern stuff she had to offer. She couldn't help but feel happy for them. They were friends again, just like Uncle Stan said in their tale. She hoped they remembered what being best friends was while they were this age.

She showed some technology like her MP3's, Uncle Seb's laptop, which Ford horribly called a 'writing machine with screen', a tablet, which she described like a big phone that can't be used to call anyone'.

"And what's its use then?" Seb asked confused. If the phone already does that, why getting a tablet or a laptop?

"Because it's cooler to play in a tablet and laptops are used usually for work because it is more comfortable to write."

Ford huffed. "I prefer my Journals, they are less confusing and I can personalize them." Mabel sighed and put a hand over his shoulder. "No."

"Sixer's handwriting is amazing! You should really see it! All his notebooks and journals look pretty!" Seb smiled proudly of his brother. "Show her, Sixer!" Mabel searched for a paper and Ford wrote her name in cursive with the pink marker she handed him.

"Ooh" Mabel whispered, that explained why the Journals were all written in cursive. It looked really pretty indeed. "Ok! Next object! You'll love this!" She grabbed her lamp and showed it to them.

"…"

"We have lightbulbs too, Mabel!" Stanford and Sebastian laughed.

As the three laughed upstairs, Stan was once again talking to Dipper. "So, do you think it was a monster?"

"Why would a monster turn them into 12 years olds again?" Dipper was laying on the couch as Stan paced. "Uncle Stan…earlier you mentioned something about Bill…What happened?" Dipper insisted.

Stan stopped and faced the boy. "I am just worried about him coming to this world, you know? He's a dangerous demon." Dipper nodded in agreement. "So, that's why we need to get them back to normal. Seb knows how Bill thinks, and Ford actually knows this monster. We will be in danger if we don't get Ford and Seb back!"

Dipper hummed in agreement once again. Yes. Uncle Ford was supposed to be keeping the rift safe, if no one was guarding it, Bill could somehow take it! "You are right. We need to turn them into adults again as soon as possible or we are doomed…but how?" Dipper wished he had a pen to chew.

Dipper looked around and his eyes widened a bit when something caught his eyes. He stood up and walked over to the TV where a tied bowtie was left before Seb left upstairs to take a bath. "Hey…When they came here…they were only wearing their shirts, no? What if we go to the forest and try to find out what happened?!" He narrowed his eyes at the bowtie. It was dirty, but it was also…kind of glowing a soft green, and it wasn't because of Mabel's glitter.

"What? What did you see?"

Dipper stood up and studied the humid pants. He squatted and narrowed his eyes. They didn't look wet anymore but it was sparkling a light green...And that wasn't Mabel's glitter...

"What?" Stan asked.

An idea formed in Dipper's mind. "Uncle Stan, where did you find Seb and Ford?"

Stan pinched the bridge of his nose. "I don't know, um...It was not too far from here…Um, I also left the pink box with the key in the closest part of the forest, but I can't remember the name in the map"

"The fairy realm!" Dipper exclaimed. "That's it! Uncle Seb once told Mabel fairies from Gravity Falls can be quite dangerous because they are...what was it? Can I swear?"

"No"

"He said they were bad" Dipper said instead. "And that they liked to mess with people! Maybe they-they saw Uncle Ford and Seb arguing or something and they turned them into kids again!" Dipper laughed, surprised with himself. Damn, he was good!

"You are a little genius, Dipper!" Stan shouted. "We just gotta go demand those pixies to turn them back!"

"I...don't think they will though...Even less if you go and threaten them with brass knuckles" Dipper grimaced as he saw his uncle putting them on.

"And then?!"

Dipper hummed. "What if we go tomorrow to search for them to ask them to turn them back? No threats, no brass knuckles!" Dipper cried exasperated as he pulled them out again.

"And if they don't agree?"

"We can only hope they will." Dipper sighed.

"Stanley! Stanley!"

Uncle and nephew turned around and saw the triplets and Mabel running toward them.

"We are hungry" Mabel informed him.

"Huuunngrryy!" Ford moaned. "We wanna taste future food! Right, Seb?" He looked at his brother who nodded slowly, unusually quiet.

"Haha, continue wanting. I think I saw box of Mac and Cheese somewhere..." Stan winked before going to the kitchen to check.

While the twins talked to Ford, Seb ran towards Stan with a worried expression. "S-Stan…" He tugged on his shirt.

"What's up, kiddo?" Stan asked distractedly. Seb bit his lip. 'You won't eat. You are a bad kid, you don't deserve it.' "I-I am good, I want to help you with the food."

"Ah-hah!" Stan exclaimed triumphally when he found the box and ruffled his brother's hair. "Sure, you can help me. We need to cook this. Look for a cooking pot in the drawers over there, then pour 2 liters of water to boil it using the measuring cup and then we can put the box of Mac&Cheese"

He sniffed softly and nodded. He-He could do that. Maybe if he helped he wouldn't be grounded anymore…No! Stop leaking fluids, damn eye! He wasn't going to cry for something as pathetic as food!

He looked for the perfect cooking pot, something that resembled what Ma used when she made pasta and when he found it, his mind carried him somewhere else, forgetting the rest of the instructions, and he started organizing the pots by size, humming.

"Seb? Kid, did you already put the water? We need to put the pasta"

The child looked up at Stan. "Oops. I forgot" He grabbed the pot and filled it with water before handing it to Stan so he could put it over the kitchen for the water to boil. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

Seb happily helped Stan with dinner, being as careful as he could carrying the plates and the glasses, and filled 4 plates to put the Mac&Cheese. He felt really proud of himself and Stan ruffled his hair absentmindedly.

"Good job, kiddo"

Stan didn't know his little brother needed to get some praise for the things he did. He never got recognition and it lifted a lot his self-esteem when someone did it. "Thanks..."

Seb helped his brother take the plates to the table and gave his future niblings and brother their plates and utensils.

"Mac&Cheese is the best!" Mabel squealed, interrupting her brother's explanation of the Summerween monster to their young uncle.

"I also like it!" Seb grinned, his both uncovered eyes sparkling. "I made it!" He told the girl proudly.

Ford rolled his eyes with a smirk. "It's just Mac&Cheese, Seb"

Seb's smile decreased a bit but it didn't completely disappeared. "Yeah, but...but I didn't know how to do it, and-and now I know."

Stan sat down with the four children and smiled. "Can we eat? I'm starving" Seb watched everyone sit up and stood up next to adult brother expectantly, shifting from foot to foot.

They dug in and the yellow-eyed child sighed. He wasn't going to un-ground him… "I-I will go play at the living room!" He announced before he ran away and the twins frowned confused. "Wait what? He isn't going to eat?" Dipper raised an eyebrow. Stan stood up and checked the kitchen. Why didn't he make 5 plates? Ugh, this child.

"Continue eating, I'll bring him." Stanley stood up and Mabel turned to look at the boy with glasses who was awkwardly twirling his little pasta with his fork. "Why doesn't he want to eat?"

Ford sighed, still not eating. "Um…Well…He was…grounded…before we came here…" He winced when the twins shouted. "What?" Mabel frowned. "But, grounding doesn't mean he can't eat!" She cried.

"My-My father sometimes grounds him without eating too…" Ford told his niblings who looked horrified. They didn't get grounded? It-It was always like that.

"And you didn't do anything?!" Mabel gasped at him, making him flinch. "But-But what was I supposed to do? Seb-Seb was grounded…Father wouldn't want to listen…" Only Stanley dared to speak back to him, and it was only in really extreme cases. A simple grounding wasn't worth getting shouted at as well.

Mabel stuffed her mouth with Mac&Cheese. That didn't sound too nice "I would help Dipper if he was grounded like that!" Ford looked down at his food, not liking getting scolded. "You don't know my Dad…"

Dipper put a gentle hand over her shoulder and shook his head. "Leave him alone, Mabel."

Seb was turning on the TV when Stanley walked over to him. "Can I watch TV, Lee?" He blinked adorably but Stan shook his head, nostalgic at the old nickname. "No. Can you explain to me what you are doing here when it's time to eat?" He scolded lightly. Wow, so this was parenting?

He didn't do it half bad! Hah!

Seb sniffled. "Are you sure I can eat?" His brother frowned even more confused than before. "What are you talking about? Of course you can eat!"

"Because I am grounded without dinner…and this is dinner." Seb hugged him when Stan sat next to him. "I-I am sorry…"

Stan ran a hand through his hair. And of course he was grounded. When wasn't he?! "What did you do?"

The yellow-eyed kid groaned and covered his face. "I-I let the tap opened and-and the bathroom flooded…" He confessed guiltily and Stan snorted softly. Ok, yeah, he remembered that day.

"Da-Father then grounded me without eating…I-I didn't eat nuggets and french fries…" He whispered the last part with a sniffle. Stan took a deep breathe. Ok… "Father isn't here, is he? And you didn't eat dinner back at home. This is like…a second dinner which you can eat!"

"Really?" Seb asked hopefully and Stan picked him up pretty easily. He barely weighted anything! Why was he so small? It was impossible he was 12 like Ford. He looked younger. "Of course! Now let's go enjoy your delicious cooking, yes?" The child laughed. "Yes!"

Everyone was relieved when the boy came back with Stan, who served him a plate of food. Seb sat down next to Ford, kicking his legs under the table. "I am not grounded anymore!" He leaned in to whisper to him. Ford smiled. "Great." And continued eating.

"You like it?" Seb asked the twins and Mabel nodded. "Yeah! It's good! You are a Mac&Cheese expert!" She said with her mouth full of pasta and Seb beamed.

Ford looked at his nephew. "Hey Dipper, do you like robots? Have you ever built one? Because once in my robotic class after school I built one that actually moved! From scratch and without help!"

"Oh, I remember that day" Stan laughed. "I wanted you to make it play football"

Seb and Ford laughed. "Yeah!" Ford smiled. "I couldn't teach him though, but I managed to get him to walk around! Everyone said my project was the best and the teacher even presented it to the older kids!"

"Are you kidding me? You really built a robot?! That is so awesome!" Dipper gaped. His Uncle Ford was so cool! Even when he was his age!

"Well, I'll tell you we defeated a giant robot once!" Dipper grinned proudly as the 3 triplets gaped. "What? What happened?!"

"Ok! So, there's this super annoying kid called Gideon! He wanted to date me, but he is crazy! At first he had a magic amulet he used to move stuff around!" Mabel started a very detailed explanation of the events, but the triplets seemed to be liking it, so she didn't stop.

They finished dinner, but they stayed hearing Mabel's really entertaining tail. The younger triplets were yawning by the time she finished her story. They were really exhausted for some reason, their bodies were stiff and their muscles tense.

"Well, I guess it's time to sleep for all of you." Stan announced and the four kids groaned loudly. "Can't we stay to hear more? Please, Lee!" Ford whined but Stan shook his head. "Nope! Tomorrow you will have more time to play." And to find out how to go back to normal, Stanley thought to himself.

"Good night, Uncle Stan, Uncle Ford, Uncle Seb!" The twins hugged each of their uncle before trotting upstairs. The last thing Stan heard before they were completely gone was "I can't believe they are younger but Ford is taller!"

Stan motioned his brothers to follow him and they obeyed, but not before Seb grabbed the forgotten magic phone from the living room from where they left it. The man figured out they could sleep together in the room he currently shared with Sebastian while he took Ford's room. That way they spent more needed time together.

"Ok…let's see…" Stan hummed as he looked for something they could wear. Seb jumped on the bed as Ford waited, whining every time Seb jumped and made him jump as well. The shorter boy was trying to play as he jumped, but he was facing some difficulties. Not because he couldn't play while jumping, he definitely could, but there was this annoying number always popping up in the screen every single time and pausing his game. Whoever this Wanda was, she was interrupting him! Shoo! He pressed the red button each time until it stopped calling.

Finally! How annoying!

"Alright! Catch!" Stan threw two t-shirts in the boys' direction and while Seb caught it, it hit Ford on the face. "Haha!" Seb mocked before sitting down. "This will be your Pj's while you are in the future, ok?"

""Ok!"" They said at unison before taking off their clothes to put on the over-sized t-shirts. "Is this our room now?" Seb asked excitedly. He had never shared room with his brothers! This was going to be so fun! Stan nodded.

"But where are you going to sleep?" Ford raised an eyebrow. He had always been his roommate! Sleepovers in the attic with Seb were fun sometimes too, though.

"In another room downstairs. Will you be alright with that?" Stan asked and the two boys rolled their eyes. "We aren't babies, Stan." Ford huffed and the man ruffled his hair. "Well, you sure look like one!" He teased and squeezed his now round cheek. Now he knew why they were attacked like this as kids, you just couldn't resist! Ford smacked his hand away and went to the bathroom with Seb.

"Well, at least we aren't old men!" Seb stuck his tongue out and Stan gasped offended. "I am not old! I'm 38!" Stan exclaimed as he gave Seb his own teeth brush and got another for Stanford.

"You are older than Ma!" Seb shrugged before he started brushing his teeth. Stan sat down on the bed and stared at the wall as he had an existential crisis.

The kids quickly finished getting ready and crawled into the bed, yawning. "Good night, Lee…" They muttered before closing their eyes. Stan didn't leave until he was sure they were really asleep, hoping they would magically turn back to normal… They didn't, of course, but he snorted softly when Seb curled up closer to Ford, hugging him. Next to Ford he looked so much smaller…Stan couldn't think of any reason why he was so short. They were triplets, they were supposed to be the same height, right?

Stan quietly grabbed his own stuff, and left the room, leaving the door narrowed in case the kids woke up. He made his way to out of the room in deep thought. He didn't understand any of this…He quickly checked on the twins, tuckered them in as well, and finally went to Ford's room where he passed out on the couch.

What was he going to do? What if his triplets never went back to normal? Would they have to grow up again? Oh god, he wasn't ready to raise 3 boys! No, they had to go back to their adult selves! Stan groaned into the pillow of the couch, wondering why the heck there wasn't a bed here.

He thought on the short fight his brothers had earlier. He didn't like his older brother's (now younger) attitude towards Seb, but they were just kids, no? They fought sometimes and that was ok. They were getting along better than they had before this incident so…he guessed he could consider this a victory?

Stan rolled to his side and sighed. But they were still acting…weird, due to a lack of a better word. He had never seen them like that, not that he remembered at least. Why weren't they interacting like he thought they would? What was wrong? What were they missing to be the best friends he remembered the three were?

His thoughts were rudely interrupted by his phone that buzzed nonstop. He lazily picked it up and saw the messages. Around 20 messages from Carla and counting. 'Stan, are you ok?' 'Why haven't you called?' 'Wanda says Seb's not picking up?' 'Is something wrong?' 'What happened?'

Stan groaned loudly. Nope. He didn't want to deal with this right now! He was too tired and still in shock. 'We're fine, we were just busy. Night! Love ya!' He replied before throwing it to the other side of the couch and closing his eyes.

He would deal with this tomorrow…

-.-

1st day.

It took Sebastian a while to remember where he was. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and looked around. This room wasn't his brothers' room or the attic.

This one had a window.

"Ooh! Future! Right." He whispered to himself as he smiled. "You aren't going to bother me?" Seb asked himself, waiting for the snarky comment of Bill2.

'Sigh. Nope. Not right now at least. You have an entire day to make a fool of yourself! In the future! That's a new level!'

Seb sighed, there it was. He shook his brother awake, but Ford only sighed and clung to his pillow even tighter. "No…Mistur Einstein…'S a trap…"

"Ford, Ford, wake up! Don't waste future sunlight!" Seb shook him even more. He plopped down on top of him and bit his arm.

"OOW!" The older boy whined and pushed him off him. "Sebastian! What's wrong with you!?" Ford whimpered as he rubbed his arm. That hurt! "Why the heck did you bite me for?! I'm going to tell Ma!"

"Yay! You are awake!" Seb sat up. "You can't tell Ma! We are in the future! Can we go find Stan?"

Ford grumbled under his breath but nodded. He could tell Stan at least.

The triplets stood up from bed, Ford grabbed the glasses from the nightstand they walked down the hallway. "Stan?" "Dipper?" "Mabel?" They called.

"Oh, they are awake!" They heard Mabel and met their niblings in the living room. When they walked to the door, Seb gasped loudly when he saw what his niece was holding.

"Is-Is that a pig?!" He exclaimed. Mabel giggled and carried Waddles towards them. "This is Waddles! Waddles, this is uncle Seb and Ford! Say hi!" She waved one his hooves. The pig snorted at them and while Ford made a face, Seb squealed.

"He is so CUTE!" He grabbed the animal from Mabel's arms and hugged it to himself. Mabel nodded in agreement, at least young Sebastian knew Waddles was adorable. "As an adult, you LOVED Waddles." She grinned and the shorter boy laughed and ran away with the pig.

"Can you have a pig as a pet?" Ford asked and Mabel smiled. "Of course! Anything can be a cute pet if you wish it hard enough!"

"Well…Stanley found a possum and now it's his pet, so I guess it isn't that weird." The child with the glasses laughed.

"Shanklin is being trained to pickpocket strangers!" Seb returned, carrying Waddles and a knife he got from the kitchen. "Waddles, you will be trained to kill." He looked at the pink creature with a serious expression. Dipper laughed nervously and grabbed the knife from his uncle, not really thinking he should be allowed knives.

"Where's Stanley? He's still sleeping?" Stanford pouted. "Can we get him to eat breakfast?"

Mabel gasped. "Hey! What if we go to Greasy's Diner for breakfast?! You love their pancakes as an adult" She told Seb and the boy huffed. "I love pancakes in this age too. Let's get Stan to go!" He pleaded and the twins led the triplets to Ford's room.

Dipper slowly pushed the door opened and the 4 kids poked their heads inside. Stan was just there, sleeping soundly and snoring loudly. Seb looked at the group. "I got this." He whispered before walking towards him. Ford grabbed his wrist before he did. "No. I know what you are going to do. NO ONE likes that!" He hissed and the twins shared a confused look. Seb pouted and crossed his arms. Screaming in his ear always worked. "Then he will never wake up."

Ford sighed and walked over to him to shake his arm. "Stan! Stanley! Wake up!" He hit his head gently and poked his cheek. Stan grumbled annoyed. He grabbed the boy like a stuffed toy and turned around. "Help! Help! He got me!" He cried.

The three other kids rolled they eyes and with their forces combined, they ran toward the man and jumped over him. "Wake up!"

"AH!" Stan gasped when his eyes opened and saw three smug faces smiling at him. "Finally!" Mabel exclaimed. Stanford pushed Stan away from him and gasped for air. "Aahh! You are sweating!" He complained as he sat up.

Stan saw his de-aged brothers and immediately wanted to go back to sleep. "Wake me up when my adult brothers come back." He whimpered before hiding his head with the pillow. Seb grabbed the pillow and threw it to the other side of the room to open one of his brother's eyes. "You won't feed us? We are hungry." He pouted adorably.

Stanley sighed loudly. "Ok, I'll make breakfast, I guess…" He yawned and stretched. "No! We want to go Greasy's Diner for breakfast, please?" Mabel pouted, and now he had 2 kids pouting! He was weak.

"Ok, ok. But go change your clothes."

The four kids cheered before running back to their own rooms. Stan groaned and stood up. Alright, time to start the day!

-.—

To kids got ready first. As the triplets didn't have shoes, Dipper kindly let them borrow his clothes, so they went to the twins' room. Seb stared at the room. "You also sleep in the attic…"

"Oh yes! It is great!" Mabel smiled and Seb laughed sheepishly. This attic was nice, not his.

They put on the sweater they got yesterday, the same dark shorts courtesy of Dipper and received a pair of socks. Seb stared at the boring socks for a second before grabbing one of Dipper's blue sock and put it on. Mabel giggled at him. Older Seb would never do that.

Then, Seb saw Mabel's clothes. "Can I lend your sneakers, Mabel?" Seb asked with a cute smile, pointing at the pink and white sneakers. "Sure!" The girl answered with her own cute smile and Ford and Dipper rolled their eyes. Now the shorter kid was wearing pink sneakers, and one white sock and one blue.

"It's a shame I didn't bring my glasses. This one helps but they are too big." Ford complained and Dipper had an idea. "Give them to me, I know what to do." The taller kid handed him the pair of glasses and Dipper opened a drawer before pulling out a flashlight.

Mabel gasped. "I thought you would get rid of that!" Dipper rubbed the back of his neck. "After getting Soos to his normal size, I was going to, but I thought it could be handy later. And I was right! Haha!" He shrunk the glasses, much to the triplets' astonishment, and Ford shakily grabbed his new shrunken glasses.

"Ho-How?! That's amazing!" he cried. Dipper grinned. "At the beginning of the summer we discovered some crystals than shrink or enlarged things. It works with light so I attached one to a flashlight."

"Fascinating!" Ford grinned. ""I want to see!"" Both Seb and he asked at the same time. Dipper stared at flashlight nervously before handing it to Stanford. In theory, Ford discovered the crystals so…

Seb pouted at Dipper and turned to face his brother who was switching the crystals to shrink and enlarge his glasses. "Ford, I wanna try too!" He pulled his arm and Ford glared at him. "Sebastian, no! Don't you see this is important?! You are going to drop it! You're never careful!" He shrunk his glasses and gave the flashlight to Dipper.

Seb looked at Mabel for help and the girl despite the cold yellow eye was staring at her and making her a little creeped out, the brown eye was pleading and sad, which made her suck it up, huff and grab the flashlight from her brother. "If Uncle Ford used it too, it's only fair for Uncle Seb to use it as well!" She couldn't give the flashlight to the shorter boy though, because Dipper snatched it back and put it away. "No, I'm sorry, but we said we wouldn't play with this anymore."

Seb sighed and looked down. It wasn't fair. Why did Dipper let Ford use it and not him? It wasn't fair!

'Because no one likes you, Sebastian. You are a demon, remember? No one likes a monster like you. Why do you care what everyone thinks about you?'

It was always Ford...Never him. Ford was the genius, he was the best student, and the most intelligent, and the best at everything while Sebastian was just dumb, stupid, and more stupid!

His nephew thought, he was stupid and careless, that's why he didn't want to give it to him…But he could be careful! He was going to be careful!

'He doesn't trust you. He thinks you are dumb. Just like Fordsie, just like everyone else ~'

Mabel awkwardly stirred the boys away from the room to change the subject. "You know, you should hear about my first boyfriend! It ended up being a bunch of gnomes!" She led them to the Gift Shop to wait for Stan. While she told the story and Seb grabbed the souvenirs to distract himself, Stan finally appeared. They ran to Seb's car and Stan looked at the discarded eyepatch on the table before grabbing it and following them outside.

The conversation suddenly turned into future technology and Seb was proud to share what he learnt. "Oh! Mabel showed us this flat typewriter that glows!" Seb exclaimed. "You could write in there and change the color of the words, and-and entering to the internet was easier from there. Ford said he liked writing better, but I think I like this better, my hand gets tired writing." Seb excitedly informed his brother.

"Then, she showed us this book in the 'laptop' called Mikipedia and she said every kid uses it for school" Seb smiled, proud of his knowledge and Dipper laughed at his uncle's innocence. He couldn't blame him. If he woke up 25 years in the future, he would also be amazed by the technology.

Stanley opened the car's doors. One of them had to go in the front though and apparently no one wanted to.

"Mabel, I want to know more about those gnomes" Ford pleaded and the girl gasped.

"Ok! So! At first, we thought they didn't have any weaknesses right?" She started, completely oblivious he was doing this not only because he wanted to learn, which he did, but also because he didn't want to seat in the front. She grabbed his six fingered hand (Ford wasn't embarrassed, she was family, she was nice, they didn't care here) and dragged him into the car.

Dipper of course followed the author, even if he was pint-sized, and Seb pouted. He looked up at Stanley. "Fez?"

"Guess, we will be front buddies" Stan smiled at his brother who grumbled. He opened the car's door and angrily sat up. Not fair. He wanted to talk to the twins too...

'They don't want to talk to you. You are annoying.'

Seb stared at the window, watching the trees pass. "Fez, where exactly are we?"

"Oregon." Stan stated and Seb gaped like a fish, making his adult brother laugh. "What?! We are in the other side of the country! Ford! You heard that?!" He pulled the seatbelt to look at the backseat. "We are not in New Jersey, this is Oregon!"

Ford gasped softly. "Really? Woah." He looked at his nephews after thinking about the new information. "If you are our niblings, where's Sherman? Is he living here too?" And then Seb gasped, thinking in the worst scenario. "Don't tell me Shermie is…" Seb trailed off.

The twins shook their heads quickly. "No, no, he's just on vacation with our mom. They'll be back at the end of the summer." The triplets sighed in relief after that. Seb knew he wanted Shermie dead not so long ago, but he already liked that baby.

Seb sat back again and kicked his legs as he made calculations in his head. Shermie WAS a baby…How old did Stanley say he was again? That meant their adult selves were too! Then Shermie was 10 years younger and… His yellow and normal eye widened a bit and looked at the kids in the back and then at Stan. He leaned in closer and asked Stan curiously. "But Shermie was a teenager no? What happened? Is he like the teenage daughter of one of the friends of mom's friends?" He whispered. He heard her gossiping about that.

Stan made a silence gesture and the kid dropped it. Wasn't really important anyway. They were in town in no time and Stan parked outside Greasy's Diner.

"You'll like the food here" Mabel told young Ford as Seb got out of the front seat. "There are pancakes and you can add sprinkles and whipped cream!"

Seb was about to join the other children and grab Ford's hand when Stan suddenly grabbed him by his shirt's neck. "Hey!"

"Sebas, wait um...You have to put on the eyepatch" Stan told him guiltily. "What? Why! I hate it!" The boy immediately complained.

"Um, because…We aren't at home, Seb." Stan motioned Dipper to take Mabel and Ford inside. "But why do I have to cover it? I never cover it!" Seb whined. "And I don't care what idiots think about me or my eye!" He pouted angrily.

Stan ran a hand through his long hair and sighed. He just didn't want to see people staring at Seb for it. "Well…you see…Your eye is special right? Um…People here already know it's you, so if they see you, they will know it's you! And-and we can't let them know you are from the past! It is actually something a few people do." Stan crouched in front of the child and whispered.

"Really?" Seb asked. "So, I have to stay undercover?" Stan ruffled his hair and stood up. "Exactly! You just have to cover it for other people, ok? Because we know the truth." He winked and handed the eyepatch to the boy. Seb quickly put it on and smiled. "Haha, I'm like a pirate, no?!"

"Yes you are!" Stan laughed at his excitement. "Can we get inside now? I'm starving." They found the twins and Ford sitting on a big table and they joined them. "Can we order the biggest pile of pancakes?" Mabel asked her uncle, making the man scoff. "Am I made of money or something? Nothing too expensive."

Seb and Ford giggled at the man's attitude. Susan approached the group and smiled. "Why, hello" She smiled at Seb's brother and the man grinned. "Hi, Susan, right?"

"That's me! And who are these two cuties?" Susan cooed at the younger triplets. Ford awkwardly hid his hands under his legs and Seb smiled. "I'm-"

"William! His name is William." Stan interrupted and Seb made a soft 'Ooh' Undercover, right. "And he is...Diego, yeah." He pointed at Ford,

"They are our cousins!" Dipper nodded. "Uncle Seb is out of town for a while and Uncle Stan brought, er, his twins, yeah." He lied, hopefully Susan wouldn't ask more.

She didn't, hopefully, and took their order with a smile. She knew Seb had one more mysterious brother. Everyone saw them in the elections. She had 2 chances now!

Seb leaned on the table to talk to Ford. "We have to be undercover, no one can know we come from the past! Stan says time-traveling is still a secret!" He whispered loudly and Ford deadpanned. "You aren't being too undercover like this." His brother was laying on the table! Why was he like this?!

Stan grabbed him and sat him down again. "Stay there." He laughed, not really taking the action as an offense. Kids were kids after all.

Their food was brought and Mabel shouted a loud "STOP!" before anyone could eat. She pulled out a camera and handed it to Dipper who was in the far end. "For my scrapbook!" She giggled.

And for future blackmail. Mwahaha.

"Ok, everyone! Say pancake!" Dipper said as everyone smiled at the camera. "Pancake!"

They had breakfast after that, and like predicted, the de-aged triplets loved the pancakes. Seb drowned them with maple syrup while Ford did it with fudge. Mabel nodded aprovingly. They were definitely her family, they had a huge sweet tooth, especially Ford. It was nice to know that, she didn't know much about the scientist...She didn't miss the chance to get more adorable pictures (aka blackmail) and they ate until their belly's were exploding.

The only incident happened almost at the end. Everyone knew about Sebas's distracted nature, so it didn't surprise Stan when Seb, as he played with the sugar shaker, he knocked his half finished drink with his elbow and it spilled all over the table. He gasped, his eye widening in shock and Ford groaned loudly, covering his face in embarassment.

"I-I am sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He looked at Stan with such a scared expression the twins' heart ached for him. Why was Uncle Seb so scared for it?

"Why are you never careful, Sebastian!? Go ask for someone to clean it instead of apologizing!" Ford scolded and his brother nodded quickly, eye wide, before he sprinted off. Ford looked around in case someone saw him. If he wasn't so crazy, he wouldn't embarrassed himself and others.

"It was just accident, you didn't have to speak to him like that." Mabel pouted in Ford's direction.

"But-But it's the true." Ford pouted back and shrunk on his seat. Seb, followed by Susan, returned with a sad look on his face. "She-She said she can clean for me…"

Stan motioned Seb to come closer and the child sighed defeatedly. "Please, don't ground me...I was being good…" He whispered angrily. It was so stupid. He liked messes and chaos, but he hated when he couldn't control WHEN to do it! He wanted to be good for his family but he couldn't! Why did the Axolotl give him such a useless vessel?!

Stanley sighed and picked him up to sit him next to him. "Seb, it was an accident, don't worry, ok? You aren't grounded." He chuckled.

Seb sniffled to keep his stupid bodily fluids inside his body. "Are you sure?" Stan asked Susan for the bill and then ruffled his brother messy curls. "Absolutely! Hey, would you like to go to the Arcade? We can go for a few hours." He looked at Dipper. Then they had to find the creature that turned his brother into a baby again.

"Ooh! That's more of your time! You two will feel at home!" Mabel exclaimed and Dipper rolled his eyes.

"Yes, but we have Arcades, isn't there something more…future-y?" Seb asked. Dipper stroked his chin as they stood up and walked to the car. "You have laser tag?"

"You still have laser tag?! It came out a couple years ago but we have never played! Dad says it's too expensive! Can we go? Can we go there?!" Seb pulled Mabel's hand and she hugged him tightly, taking advantage he was shorter than her now. "Yes! Let's go!" She announced and the two ran to the back seat. Ford rubbed his hand as he sat in the passenger seat next to Stanley.

"Ok! Show me the way, kids!" Stan started the car and the twins led their uncle to the place where they were kidnapped to play Globnar. That was an interesting day.

Once in Big Gunz Lazer Tag, Seb and Ford gaped in awe, looking at everything and listening to the future sounds. It was so cool! "This place smell like hot dog!" Seb smiled.

"And it has sticky floors." Ford raised his sneaker and narrowed his eyes at the ground. What was this substance?

Stan paid, hurting his heart and his wallet and the twins led the triplets to get their chest pieces and guns. "Fez, are you playing?"

"Nah, it's fine" Stan waved a hand and Seb turned to look at the other kids. "Ok! Then we are even! We will play in teams! You Mabel and Dipper against Ford and me!" Ford sighed heavily and Stan frowned a bit. "You'll kick your future butt!" Seb smirked in a way that reminded the twins of their adult uncle. "In your wishes, kid! We will kick your past butt!" Dipper challenged.

Mabel and the boys ran inside and before Dipper went after them, Stan pulled his nephew aside. "Sorry for ruining your fun, kid, but can we go to the forest after this?" He grimaced a bit. Dipper made a soft sound. Right, getting them back to normal. "Don't worry, Uncle Stan! We will! Now I'll kick your brothers' butts!" He saluted him with a grin and ran towards the entrance. Stan rolled his eyes. Yeah, right.

Dipper carefully waved an arm in front of it though, just in case, before going inside.

Stan went to sit on a table and used this free time to answer to the hundreds of messages Carla was sending them. Some were from Wanda as well, Carla must have given her his number. Aaw, they were worried for him; that was nice to know… But in the most inconvenient moment!

His messages consisted in a series of 'Yes we are fine' 'No, we didn't die' 'No, no one is hurt' 'He is sick, he can't speak' 'His phone died, that's why he can't answer' 'He can't use my phone because he is sick and I don't want his sick hands on it, that's why' He had to lie to justify Seb's inactivity. 'I have never heard that insult before, Wanda.'

Wanda seemed less worried after he reassured Seb didn't disappear (again). 'I'll tell you when he's back to normal'. That was true, he wouldn't let his brother's…girlfriend? Talk to him until he was an adult again. She said she hoped Seb got better soon and Stan couldn't help but reply with a 'Me too'.

-.—

"And then! I jumped over Dipper and shot him like, thousands of time saying DIE! DIE!" Seb laughed mockingly as he told Stan what they did. He had killed so many people today and it was so fun! Dipper pouted with his arms crossed. "You all ended up picking on me!" The triplets and Mabel laughed. "Even you! My own sister! The betrayal!" He cried and everyone laughed again. "I'm sorry, Dipper. I couldn't help it. Peer pressure." Mabel shrugged.

Stan laughed, glad they had fun, and parked the car. "Alright, everybody out, squirts!" The kids got inside the house and Seb immediately kidnapped Waddles who received them oinking happily. The man looked at Dipper and they nodded at each other. They had a mission now.

"Seb, Sixer, I'll be gone with Dipper for a while. You stay here, Mabel's in charge."

"YUS!" Mabel raised her fists in the air and the triplets groaned. "Why is she in charge?"

"Because she's older." Stan shrugged and Seb put his hands on his hips. "And where are you going?" His older brother knelt in front of him and with the most serious expression ever, Stan said. "We are hunting down our dinner. We'll be back."

The kids laughed and Mabel grabbed her uncles' hands. "We'll have fun! We can watch a future movie! I hope you like colorful, cute boys!"

"Nooo!" They moaned as they were dragged to the living room.

Stan looked at his nephew. "They're gone. Let's go." He just hoped this would work…

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SPECIAL TWO PART CHAPTER HAH! You didn't see that coming, eh? Just know that I have a plan with this xD And part of that is having these bois turn into smol bois

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