Season 1 Episode 9: The Hands that Rock the Stans (Part 2)
The next day was not as eventful as Ford had hoped, after their night off at the Tent of Telepathy (or at least what Ford considered as a night off). The gang was bound and determined to continue on their quest. Their quest of course was figuring out who the Author of the journal really was. However, motivation was still lacking in some parts, and of course every part had something to do with Stan.
"Stanley will you stop looking at those Scrapbooks and help us?" Ford asked.
At the moment the gang was in the attic analyzing the journal, they each had a page assigned to them, and at the moment Ford was reading about the Author's "Muse" Though it didn't say who or what the muse was.
"I am helping." Stan argued holding up the scrap book. "See Grauntie Mable takes pictures of everything, even when she drives." He explained.
"How does she manage that?" Heather asked.
"You don't want to know." Ford insisted.
"Anyway." Stan said. "I figured maybe Grauntie Mable took a picture of this guy at least once, so I thought I'd look."
Ford shook his head, how his brother could manage to make slacking off look like work was beyond him, but this time he had to admit, he might be on to something. He was about to say so when suddenly the doorbell rang.
Grauntie Mable called, "One of you get the door, please!"
"Not it!" Stanford and Stanley said at the same time.
Heather rolled her eyes. "I'll get it." She ran to the door and opened it, revealing Buddy. "Hey! Its wittle ol' you!"
"And don't forget me." Bonnie said poking out from behind her brother.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe you are both here." Heather squealed. "I loved your show!"
"Ha-ha yes, our song is quite catchy," Buddy chuckled. "Anyway, Bonnie wanted to chat up with Stan if that's fine."
"Sure." Heather said. "Stan it's for you!" Heather called back inside.
Moments later Stan comes rushing over. "Hey Heather, who's at the do-" he stop as he sees Bonnie. "Hi." He said trying to look cool.
Bonnie smiled and took his hand. "Walk with me." She insisted.
"Ok." Stan said, with a stupid grin on his face.
Buddy cleared his throat as they walked away, regaining Heather's attention. "I know we haven't formally met, but after yesterday's show, well I just couldn't get your laugh out of my head."
"You mean this one?" Heather asked and proceeded to laugh.
"Oh, what a delight!" Buddy smiled. "Now, when I saw you in the crowd last night, I thought to myself, 'Now there's a kindred spirit! Someone who enjoys the small things in life.'"
"That's totally me!" Heather smiled.
"Who's at the door?!" Grauntie Mabel yelled from just the other room.
"No one, Ms. Pines!" Heather yelled.
"Thank ya kindly for being discrete," Buddy said. "Ms. Pines and my grandfather aren't on the best of terms. I don't know how a peach so sweet could be know a lemon so sour."
"Aw, she's not that bad," Heather said. "In fact, I enjoy a good lemon from time to time. Heh heh..."
"What do you say we step away from here and chat a bit more?" Buddy asked. "Say, in my dressing room?"
"Well I'm kind of helping my friends with-" Heather began.
"It's okay." Buddy assured her, his hand touching her shoulder. "I'm sure they won't mind."
Suddenly Heather's eyes glow a strange blue for a moment before she shrugs. "You know you're right, they'll be fine, now let's go!" She poked Buddy in the stomach, making him laugh and soon they're on their way.
"Guys?" Ford asked as he appeared by the still open door. "Where'd they go?"
"Figures they'd leave the brains to do all the work." Fids said, appearing beside him.
"I don't know." Ford said. "It's like Stan to slack off but not Heather." His eyes narrowed in deep thought. "Something ain't right here Fids; I just know it."
(Back with Stan...)
He couldn't believe his luck, here he was with a pretty girl on summer break! Back at home Stan could never get a date, but now that no one knew his name the ladies kept rolling in.
"Thanks for joining me Stan." Bonnie said.
Stan shrugged. "No problem." he said. "It's no big deal."
"It is to me." Bonnie said taking a deep breath and smiled. "I'm kinda new around these parts so I don't know too many kids. So, I was wondering' if we could hang out a bit."
"Sure." Stan told her. "And don't worry. I'm new, too," he assured her. "I'm just visiting' Grauntie Mabel for the summer."
"Oh! Well then, we can learn more about the town together!" Bonnie gasped and then hesitated. "I-I mean, if ya want to."
Stan looked behind himself back towards the shack. "Well… let me go talk to my bro. Maybe we can all go out and do something' together!"
"Stan wait!" Bonnie reached out for him and touched his arm Stan shook his head as his eyes glowed a strange blue. "We don't want them to ruin our fun do we?"
"No…" Stan said looking confused as his eyes turned to normal. "Where'd you want to go anyways?"
"How about the Arcade?" Bonnie asked.
"Sure okay." Stan answered and soon they were off to their destination.
(Back with Heather…)
Buddy had just fished showing Heather to his dressing room, which had its own fully-stocked pantry, an Xbox One, and stacks of video games.
"Wow!" Heather stared in awe.
"See something you like?" Buddy asked. "Cuz I most certainly do."
"Pfft, haha," Heather shoved him playfully.
A few hours later, Heather returned to the Mystery Shack where Fids and Ford are busy cleaning the gift shop, and she can tell in an instant that they're not too happy.
"Hey-o!" Heather greeted trying to lighten the mood.
"Heather where have you been?" Ford exclaimed, looking genuinely worried.
"Relax I went to hang out with Bud." Heather told him.
"You ditched us for Bud?" Fids asked. "In the middle of an investigation!"
"I just took a break to play some video games." Heather told them.
Suddenly Stan comes running in breathing heavy. "Made it before curfew." He managed to wheeze out.
"Yeah just barely." Ford told him pointing to the clock which read 7:55. "Seriously guys have you been hanging out with the Gleefuls all day?"
"Relax bro Bonnie is great." Stan assured him.
"Yeah and Bud's a peach." Heather added.
"Well if they're so great how come you didn't invite us?!" Fids added.
"Or at least tell us where you were going!" Ford added. "You left without letting anyone know with the door wide open."
"Well I was going to tell you." Heather said, "But then I just didn't."
"You just didn't?" Fids asked.
"Yeah same thing happened to me." Stan confirmed. "Weird." He whispered. "Anyway, Bonnie and I are hanging out again tomorrow you guys should come."
"Sorry can't." Heather said. "Bud says he's got a really cool view to show me."
"Heather, I don't trust anyone whose hair is bigger than their head," Ford said.
"Oh, be quiet," Heather rolled her eyes. "You guys never do what I want. We're always going on monster hunts or doing things. Which is fine; but you never just want to sit around and enjoy life!"
"What are you talking about?" Ford asked.
Just then, Danny ran in. "Guys, are you ready to go on an epic adventure?!" He asked.
"Are we!" The boys jumped up from their spots and ran off with Danny to part unknown!
Heather just shook her head. "Point made."
Point made indeed.
(The next day...)
Heather and Buddy were sitting on the roof of a warehouse.
"Wow, the view from your family's factory is amazing!" Heather said, taking a picture with a camera she had borrowed from Ms. Pines. "Good thing we both brought our-"
"Binoculars!" The two said together, each pointing a pair of binoculars at each other. They laughed, lowering the tools.
"You know Heather, when I'm up here, I feel like a king," Buddy said, looking out at the town. "A king of all I can see. I guess that makes you my queen, ami'right?"
"Are you flirting with me?" Heather giggled. Honestly, she was enjoying the attention. Her crushes never flirted with her. Most guys just saw her as a friend.
"Not necessarily," Buddy chuckled. "I'm speaking from the heart."
"Woah, wait-"Heather said, realizing he was serious.
"Heather, I've never felt this close with anyone," Buddy said, reaching out to stroke her hair. "So very close."
"No touching," Heather said, smacking his hand away. "Look Buddy, I noticed all the flirting you've been doing, and I appreciate that you have such good taste, but let's just be friends, alright?"
"Heather, at least give me a chance," Buddy begged. "Heather, will you give me the honor of going on a date with me?"
"I-I, uh..." Heather looks unsure.
"It'll just be one little ol' date," Buddy promised. "I swear on my lucky bowtie." he said placing his hand on said bowtie.
"Well... alright," Heather sighed. "Just one date."
"Heather Valentino, you've made me the happiest boy in the world!" Buddy exclaimed, wrapping the girl in a hug.
"...Are you sniffing my hair?" Heather asked.
(Back with Stan at the Arcade...)
Bonnie rolled her eyes as she listened to Stan ramble on and on about how he was the most popular guy back in Jersey. She seriously doubted that. If anything, he was most likely the most popular punching bag. Still she had to keep this kid thinking she was interested so that she could have her revenge and Buddy could have the girl of his dreams.
"So, I was thinking we could go on a real date." Stan said, breaking through her thoughts.
Bonnie smiled. "I'd like that." She said, though she really didn't like it at all.
Stan was grinning from ear to ear. This was it he finally became the chick magnet he always knew he was. Suddenly he looks at the time and notices how late it is. "Oh man I have to go help Ford with chores." He realized moving to leave.
"But do you really?" Bonnie asked, grabbing his arm. "I mean ain't I more important to you than your chores?"
"I do hate chores." Stan confirmed. "Oh well I'm sure Ford will understand. Plus, they can run the shack without me."
Bonnie smiled a sly smile, with this idiot under her spell The Mystery Shack will be one hand short, and Ms. Pines will suffer for it. She'll be off her game, and her customers will notice, and lose faith in her.
The plan was working perfectly, all she had to do was keep this up just a little longer and then the Pines family would get what they so rightfully deserved.
(Back at the Mystery Shack…)
It was a madhouse,
Costumers were running, screaming and demanding to be seen.
And Grauntie Mabel was doing her best to keep them all happy. "I don't understand it, I know I told Stan he had shift today."
Ford winced as he watched from the madness from the Living room window. "I should help her." He said for the ten thousandth time.
"She already said no." Fid's told him. "It's our day off, we should be able to enjoy it." He said, repeating what Ms. Pines had said the last time Ford tried to help.
"I can't believe Stan would do this!" Ford yelled. "Sure, he's done some stupid things, but he'd never ditch family. He'd at least show up and pretend to work!"
"You know I hate to say it, but ever since those other Twins showed up things have gotten weird." Fids said as he began to set up the old Play station they found in the attic. "Question why are we playing video games."
"Because Heather made a point last night." Ford said. "We never do what Heather wants, and I like…having her around."
Fids smiled. "Say no more Captain obvious."
"Obvious?" Ford asked. "I'm not obvious…Am I being obvious?"
Before Fids could answer Heather comes storming in. "Oh, guys it's awful, Buddy and I are…" She stops as she notices the Play station. "Is that the classic Frogger Game?" She asked surprised.
"Yeah." Ford said. "Want to play."
Heather smiled "Yeah I could use the distraction." She said as they began to play.
"Distraction?" Fids asked. "From what."
"Oh, Buddy asked me on a date." Heather said. "And I said yes."
"WHAT!" Ford yelled obviously stunned. "How could you!"
Heather gives him a weird look. Luckily, Fids saves him. "What I think he means is Heather you barely known the guy."
"I know but it's just one date, he promised," Heather said. "I didn't know what else to say, he's so sweet, and nice so I threw him a bone."
"Guys don't work that way, Heather," Ford said. "He's gonna fall in love with ya."
"Ugh, I know," Heather groaned and won the game. "I mean, look at me, I'm perfect! I'm cute, pretty, and hot; I like video games and everything!"
"Yeah." Ford agreed in a dreamy voice.
Heather gave him a weird look.
"I mean video games are awesome." He added.
Just then the doorbell rang, and Heather went to answer it.
"Nice save." Fids teased.
"Oh, shut it you." Ford warned as he watched Heather open the door.
A horse broke through it as soon as it opened with Buddy sitting atop it. Heather screamed and fell to the ground, scooting backwards.
"A night of enchantment awaits, m'lady," Buddy smiled offering her his hand.
"Oh boy," Heather gulped, but took his hand any way.
Ford's eyes narrowed as he watch them leave, he could have sworn as Buddy went to look at him, he gave a sly wink, but he couldn't be sure if that were just the jealousy talking or not.
"Relax she'll dump him after dinner." Fids assured him as he took Heather's place beside him.
"Yeah you're right." Ford agreed as they began to play, but deep doe he wasn't convinced, no he wasn't convinced at all.
(With Heather…)
Heather and Buddy were in a restaurant. They were sitting at a private table in the corner. The horse they had rode on was nearby, drinking from a fountain.
"Gee, if I knew we were going somewhere fancy, I would have dressed up," Heather said, looking at her outfit. She wore her normal clothes, a pink shirt and jean shorts. Her hair was also a mess because it had not been brushed.
"Oh nonsense, you look lovely," Buddy assured.
Heather gave an uneasy smile; she was thankful that Buddy was at least a nice guy.
"Ah, Monsieur Buddy, a refill on your water, yes?" The waiter came by and refilled Buddy's water.
"I can't believe they allowed us to bring a horse in here." Heather said.
"People have a hard time saying no to me." Buddy said as he place his feet on the table.
"Aw Mr. Buddy feet on the Table, good choice!" the Waiter said, before leaving.
Buddy smiles slyly and Heather gives an uneasy smile, before looking down at the table for a distraction. "Wow." She said. "I never knew one meal could have so many forks!" Heather said in awe at all the silver ware around her. "And water with bubbles? Ooh la, la, oui, oui!"
"Ah! Parlez vous francais?" Buddy asked with a smiled.
"...I have no idea what that means," Heather said.
Buddy laughed. "Sorry it's a French joke."
"Oh, I see." Heather laughed, though she didn't see what was so funny. She sighed. 'Man, I miss the boys, when did sitting around and doing normal things become so boring to me?'
(Back at the Shack…)
Finally, Grauntie Mable had finished work for the day and decided to take a break and read the paper.
"Hey, hey, hey, what is Heather doing in the paper with Gideon's grandson?!" Grauntie Mabel yelled, showing the cover of the newspaper to her employees and Ford. The newspaper cover had a picture of Heather and Buddy holding hands and smiling. Buddy had a wide, happy smile, while Heather's smile was more nervous.
"Oh yeah, it's like, a huge deal," Danny said. "Everyone's talking about Heather and Buddy's big date tonight."
"WHAT?! That little shyster is dating Heather?!" Grauntie Mabel yelled, threatening to tear the paper in two.
"And Stan and Bonnie seem to be hitting it off too." Ria said. "I wonder what their ship names will be," Ria said. "Bonny-ann? Ooh, Heather-uddy!"
Grauntie Mabel marched out of the room yelling. "I can't believe my own flesh and blood would find a Gleeful attractive!"
"I didn't know!" Ford said
"We didn't hear a thing!" Fids added
"And plus, we told them not to!" Ford rambled on.
"Yeah well, it stops tonight!" Grauntie Mabel snapped, pulling on her suit. "I'm going over to Gideon's house and shutting this down! No employee or nephew of mine is dating any family of Gideon's!" She yelled before leaving with a slam of the door.
"Wouldn't it be funny if that was a closet, and she had to come back in and go out the real door?" Ria asked. She walked over to check the door. "Nope. Real door."
Moments later Grauntie Mabel's car skidded to a halt in front of Gideon's house. She parked and marched up to the front door. Any other day she would be nervous to see the guy who was way too obsessed with her for comfort but today Gideon had messed with her family and that was crossing the line!
"Gideon!" Grauntie Mabel yelled, pounding on the door. "Gideon, you little troll! Open up!" She saw the sign on the door, which read 'Please Pardon This Garden'. "I will pardon nothing!" She slammed the sign to the ground. "No matter how pretty the garden is!"
Just then, Gideon opened the door.
"Why Mabel, such a delight to see you," Gideon smiled.
"Cut the act, Gideon!" Grauntie Mabel yelled. "I know about your grandson dating Heather and my Nephew dating Bonnie and I want it to stop!"
"Well now I'm afraid I can't do anything about Heather," Gideon shook his head. "And I don't believe you can, either, seeing as she isn't your daughter nor related to you."
"She's still my employee," Grauntie Mabel argued. "And I don't want her dating your grandson!"
"Well I'm sure this will work itself out." Gideon assured her.
"And what about my nephew?" Mabel added.
"Oh, I'm sure Bonnie is just going through a phase besides Stanford seems like a nice boy." Gideon added.
"She's dating Stan not Ford." Mabel informed him.
Gideon's eyes widen. "This will not stand!" He shouted. "I'll get my coat!" He says marching back inside the house.
Mable rolls her eyes. "Now he gets it!"
(Back at the restaurant…)
Meanwhile, Buddy was telling stories, while Heather picked at her fish dinner.
"And so, I said, 'Autograph your own headshot, lady!'" Buddy laughed.
"Heh, yeah..." Heather said, poking at her fish. She didn't really like seafood.
"Heather, tonight's date has been a complete success!" Buddy said happily. "And tomorrow's date promises to be even better."
"Wait, what?" Heather looked up. "Uh, you said just one date. This was it."
"Oh! What a surprise!" Buddy said, holding out his arm. "A red-crested South American rainbow macaw."
The titled bird flew over and landed on Buddy's outstretched arm. Heather yelled and hid under the table. "Big bird!" it said.
"Two, three, four..." Buddy counted.
"Heather! Will! You! Accompany! Buddy! To! The ballroom dance! This! Thursday!" The macaw squawked out.
Buddy shook the bird.
"Thursday!" The bird corrected itself, coughed up a letter, and flew off. The other people in the restaurant turned towards them.
"Aw, how cute!" A woman smiled.
"Buddy's got a girlfriend!" The chef grinned.
"They're expecting us," Buddy whispered, showing Heather the letter. "Please say you'll go."
"Buddy, I'm super sorry, but I have to say-" Heather was cut off by the chatter of the customers.
"I'm on the edge of my seat!" The teen from before, with all the Buddy merchandise, said.
"This is gonna be adorable!" Another boy said.
"If she says no, I'll die from sadness," an old woman whimpered.
"I can confirm that that will indeed happen," a doctor said.
Heather looked panicked as the crowd started chattering.
Heather sighed. "Buddy I…"
Buddy place his hand on hers. "Please." He begged.
Heather's eyes glowed blue once more, and to her utter surprise she said…"Yes."
-To Be Continued
Author's Notes:
Thanks for reading and please review.
The next chapter will be up soon.
Yours Truly, RoxieDivine