Summary: Sandy starts to feel lonely and sad, but Stan finds a way to cheer her up.

Chapter 8: Stan's Song

It had been two days since Hillary bought both Stan and Sandy. They were both happy with her and she was happy with them, the only thing is that Hillary was planning on giving Stan to her friend Noel, and she didn't know how to just separate the twins. They were so close. Hillary looked at them and smiled, "Well I'm off. See you two later. Be good. Bye!" Hillary ran out the door.

Stan and Sandy watched her leave then they jumped out of their cage, "so what do you want to do today sis?" Stan asked.

"I don't know. I thought that you might've had something like, already planned," Sandy said.

Stan looked at her, "Do you wanna go outside? I think I know the way to the park."

Sandy smiled, "That would be so totally cool!" Let's like, go to the park!"

"Ok. Follow me sis!" Stan took her paw and they both ran outside to go the park.

*****

At the park, Sandy sat next to Stan under a tree, "So do you think that ribbon dancing is cool?"

"It's ok. For a girl thing that is, I personally think that dancing normally and without a ribbon is cooler," Stan said as he began dancing.

Sandy giggled as Stan took her paw, "What are you doing?" she asked surprised.

"I'm gonna teach you how to dance," Stan said as he spun her around.

"Woah! Ok, just don't spin me so fast. It makes me like, dizzy," Sandy added.

"Well, alright. But I can't teach you the good way of dancing unless I do it right," Stan spun her around again but slower.

"That's better," Sandy smiled.

*****

Later that day the twins sat under the same tree as before, "Yo sis. Do you remember how mom kept telling us to follow our dreams?" Stan asked. Sandy just nodded, "Well I think that we should."

"Duh. Of course we should like, follow our dreams," Sandy said.

"Yeah. Mom always had confidence in us. She always said that if we set our mind to it, then we could do it," Stan said.

Sandy smiled a little and spoke softly, "Yeah," a small tear ran down her cheek.

Stan looked at her, "What's wrong sis?"

Sandy looked up as more tears ran down her cheek, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Come on sis. I'm your big brother, tell me what's wrong," Stan said putting his paw around Sandy.

"I said I don't want to talk about it," Said replied.

"Sis! I want to help you, you're crying. Now tell me what's wrong," Stan said a little harshly.

More tears ran down her cheeks as she turned away. Stan turned her around, "Look at me Sandy. What's wrong?"

Sandy bit her lip and she hugged Stan crying louder, "Oh Stan, it's just so uncool. Mom was like, such a good person! It's not fair! Why did she leave us like this?! If she didn't even deserve to die!"

"Calm down sis!" Stan shook her lightly, "It's not moms fault, so you shouldn't be blaming her for dieing," Stan said softly.

Sandy sniffled, but didn't let go of Stan, "But bro, why did she just leave us?"

Stan didn't know how to answer, "Well, I'll tell you that she is in a better place though."

Sandy looked up, "Really?"

Stan nodded, "Yep. And she's watching over us too."

"That's so cool Stan. Thanks for like, telling me," Sandy hugged him tightly.

"No problem sis," Stan said smiling.

*****

That night Sandy couldn't get to sleep, she sat on the windowsill looking at the stars. {Wow. I never knew there was like, so many stars} she looked at them closely and remembered what her mom once told her. Sandy thought {Mom like, said that stars are fascinating and beautiful if you pay close attention to them} Sandy looked at the stars closely. She saw lots of things that reminded her of things her told her, the Milky Way, the Nine Sisters, the Big and Little Dipper, and her favorite the North Star. Sandy looked closely at the North Star. {Mom, this was your favorite star. Maybe you can't hear me but I like, love you so much} A tear rolled down her cheek.

Stan went up to the windowsill, "There you are sis. I was wondering where you were. Why are you up here?"

Sandy tried to hide her sadness, "I just couldn't fall asleep, that all."

Stan listened carefully, "Something's bothering you cause you normally sleep like a baby." Stan heard her sniffle, "Sandy are you crying over mom again?" Sandy slowly nodded her head. Stan went p to the windowsill and hugged her tightly again, "I'm sorry sis."

"For what Stan?" she asked quietly.

"I was the one who reminded you of mom and now your like so sad and you can't stop thinking of her." He said.

Sandy just cried on his shoulder. Stan wanted to calm her down so he decided to sing her a song:

Twirling whirling 'round we go, Twirling high and twirling low, See the colors, skip and flow, Twirling 'round we go

Sandy was beginning to calm down and Stan continued:

Twirling whirling 'round we go, Twirling high and twirling low, See the ribbons as they blow, Twirling 'round we go

Stan finished and Sandy looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

"What was that you were singing?" she asked.

"It's a song I wrote. Do you like it?" Stan asked.

"I love it! Can you like, sing it again?" Sandy said joyfully.

"Of course I'll sing it again. I wrote it for you," Stan said and he poked Sandy. She giggled.

"What's it called?" she asked.

"Twirling Whirling."

End chapter 8