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Author's Note: I'm sorry for the late chapter I had to do some work I needed to finish. Hope you guys enjoy another chapter of "Get Two Stans Get Two More".
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Stanford clicked his pen at the breakfast table as he waited for Stanley to come down. They woke up extra early to find out ideas about what happened to them. Ford wrote things they would possibly argue about in the future like 'having a crush on the same girl', 'getting keys to a car before the other', and more but none seem to fit.
"Perhaps I need to go back to the spaceship for materials. This device is more complex than I assumed it was," said Ford as he walked in with a notepad as he vigorously wrote notes. Though as he reached the table he saw his younger self with his mouth wide. He looked at the clock to read 5:30. "What are you doing up?"
"Did I really find a spaceship?" asked Stanford completely ignoring the question. He then smiled as he thought of the adventures he had with Stanley. "Man, Stanley must had a kick out of that."
"Why are you awake?" repeated Ford with a tight voice afraid of his answer.
"Oh, I just woke up," lied Stanford as he flipped through his notepad to hide his notes.
"Hey, Fordsie I just saw goat eat entire can! An entire can," said Stanley with excitement before it died down when he saw Ford. "Oh good morin' Older Ford."
Ford looked back at his younger self with a suspicious look before grabbing a cup of coffee before exiting to his lab. The younger selves pretty sure he heard him whisper, "Got to hurry. They're getting noisy."
Stanley asked, "So bro, what's the plan?"
Stanford answered, "We make notes on what we know."
Later in morning Dipper woke up to see Ford and Stan were gone. He looked over to see the clock read 7:00 so he definitely didn't sleep in. He walked downstairs to see the kitchen a mess of notes. "Grunkle Ford, did ya figure out how to take back the Young Stans?"
"Oh sorry about the mess Dipper," said a voice by the fridge. Dipper turned to see Stanford grabbing a glass of milk. "Stanley! Wake up! We gotta move this!"
Dipper let out a yelp as Stanley's head bolted up from under a pile of notes. "Huh, sorry Poindexter. Didn't mean to doze off on you."
"It's fine Stanley. Come on the rest are gonna wake up soon," said Stanford as he grabbed a bunch of notes into the living room. Stanley grabbed the rest and carried into the living room though he dropped something in the process.
"Hey guys you dropped something!" yelled Dipper taking a look at the paper. It wasn't a note but instead a drawing. A picture of Ford and Stan in front of a spaceship. There a speech bubble with the phrase 'Kings of New Jersey! Kings of New Jersey!' Dipper smiled at the detailed drawing though frowned realizing that these versions of his uncles didn't know what their future held for them. He left the drawing on the table hoping they would come back for it.
In the living room Ford gathered up their notes as he made a list for what to do. "Alright, Lee I've formulated a plan to get what we want first we get intel."
"Nice! Intel!" cheered Stan as he fell back from excitement on the notes. "Hey, bro check it out. I'm making a notes angel! Haha!"
Ford chuckled as he placed some notes in his backpack before a groaned came from the doorway. "Ugh, I thought I told you nerds no nerdy games in the living room!"
Stanley froze at his spot when he saw his older self looked at the room with annoyance. "Oh uh sorry older self. We were just cleaning up."
Stan looked at how it was the younger versions of him and his brother and not his nerdy brother and nephew. He looked at notes and wondered what they were doing. He was about to grab a note but Stanley beat him to it and grabbed the ones near him.
"Come on Ford, we're gonna move somewhere else," said Stanley as he ran to attic.
Stanford finished packing when he heard. "Come on keep up!"
"I can keep up!" yelled back Stanford as he quickly ran upstairs.
Stan looked towards the attic feeling guilty that Ford and him could've stayed just like that if the accident never happened. He sighed as he sat on the couch looking back at his reflection on the TV with a frown.
When they reached the attic they finally had room for their notes without being interrupted.
Ford closed the door making sure no one was coming up. He looked back at Stan who closed the blinds. "Are you sure you heard Mabel in the bathroom?"
"Positive, I heard the shower on. So Sixer, we gather info but question is how. Half of this house is avoiding us and the other half are smarter than they look," asked Stan as he leaned against a bed.
"I have an idea, and I can't be believe I'm saying this, but I think we should use all the cons Ma every used on people to get this information," said Ford as he thought that was the only way.
Stan gasped in shock as he replied, "No way. Are you sure Ford? I know how much you hate lyin' and conin'."
"I believe it's the only way. I don't think Dipper or Mabel would suspect it," answered Ford as he felt dirty at the though of potential lying to his future family.
"Alright. So who gets who?" asked Stan. "I get Mabel and you get Dipper?"
"Not this time."
Stan looked shocked as he asked, "Why? Wouldn't we get more info with twin we're closer to?"
"Actually quite the opposite. You see we are too much alike, thus they might be able to read us," answered Ford as he grabbed an extra notebook.
"Ah, I get'cha," said Stan as he grabbed the notebook. "So, I guess I'll hang out with Dipper."
Stan walked down to the kitchen to see Dipper writing in his Journal as he didn't notice Stan come into the room.
"What'cha writing Dipper?" asked Stan as he tried to get a peek.
"Nothing much," said Dipper as he put his Journal back into his vest. "Is there something you needed Stanley?"
"No. I just wanted to see what's going on with my nephew. You know since you been hanging out with Ford so much," answered Stan only telling half the truth.
"Well, I just guessed you have more fun with Mabel than me," replied Dipper as he thought back at other times.
"Well, Dipping Sauce, it's your turn to have fun with the greatest person in the world. Me!" said Stan as he pointed to himself.
Dipper smiled as he said, "So, what do you want to do?"
"Chugging Contest!" yelled Stan as he ran to get random drinks.
"Heya Mabel," greeted Ford to his future niece. Mabel turned to him from her bed after placing another picture in her 'Summer Memories' scrapbook. "What's that?"
"Just a book full of totally awesome memories," answered Mabel as she closed the book. "So what's up Little Ford."
Ford chuckled as he said, "You know Mabel, you can just call me Stanford like Dipper does."
"Nah, then I might call you Grunkle Ford and I don't want to do that so Little Ford will have to do," said Mabel as she thought about something. "Actually how's Fordsie? Grunkle Stan doesn't call you that now."
"Fordsie is fine," replied Ford as he thought about how to get information. "Hey Mabel, want to play a game?"
"A game! What kind of game?" asked Mabel excitedly as she bounce3d on her bed.
"How about Hide and Seek?" asked Ford.
"Okay! I'll hide!" yelled Mabel. "Start counting to one hundred!"
Ford nodded as he began to count with his eyes closed. When he finished he began to look around but not for Mabel.
Dipper was very hyper from about a gallon of Pitt Cola. "Oh my gosh! I never had so much soda in my life!"
Stan chuckled nervously as he asked, "So Dipper, I got a question for you?"
"What's the question! I love questions!" yelled Dipper as his eyes began to grow wide.
"Just wonderin' what happened to me and Ford?" asked Stan grabbing his notepad to write what he was about to say.
"Well I think it happened when uh. Oh boy. Ugh too much soda," mumbled Dipper before crashing on the table.
"Aw nuts!" yelled Stan. He sighed as he cleaned all the empty cans.
Ford looked through the room and found Mabel's Summer Memories Scrapbook. Ford looked through the photos. His eyes grew bigger and bigger as he looked through the book.
"No. This can't be right. Where am I? I don't see myself in almost all of these photos," said Ford quietly. Tears began to form as his voice grew louder. "What happened!"
He heard footsteps and hid the book and wiped his tears pretending to keep looking for Mabel. Stan came in as he said, "Hey, what's wrong. I heard you from the other side of the door."
"It's nothing," lied Ford as he avoided looking at Stan.
"I know when you're lyin'. Come on, talk to me," offered Stan as he sat next to Ford. Ford sniffled as he pushed the book next to Stan. Stan opened it and found the same thing as Ford. Each page only photos of him until the very last week of summer. "Ford, where are you?"
Ford shrugged as he heard an upset whimper from the other side. "Who's there?"
The door opened to see Mabel with a tearful look she then said her voice cracking, "I heard what you guys were talking about. Look, I know you guys want to know to find out but please. Please don't you'll only hurt yourselves."
"I'm sorry Mabel we didn't mean to look at it just...dropped," lied Ford as he felt bad for lying to Mabel and making her upset.
"I get it," sniffled Mabel as she grabbed the book and put it back in her backpack.
"Ugh, I feel sick," groaned Dipper as came up to room and saw everyone else.
Stan chuckled as he said, "Hey, sorry about that Chugging Contest. I thought you could handle it."
Mabel's mood then turned better when she said, "Chugging contest! What's that?"
"Don't try it," suggested Dipper as he rested on his bed writing in his Journal.
"I want to try it!" yelled Mabel ignoring her brother.
Stan then cheered as he, "Nice! I think I still have bit more soda to chug down."
Stan and Mabel ran down laughing down stairs while Ford stayed behind to think of another plan to get information.
Ford looked through his notes and crossed out talking as a way of getting information. Dipper went downstairs to watch some TV to rest his stomach. Stan came up all soaked with a grin.
"Why are you wet?" asked Ford with a curious look.
"Hehe, let me tell ya Mabel found an interesting contest to go along with the Chugging Contest. A Spit Take Victory," answered Stan as he shook off some of the soda.
"So she won?" wondered Ford aloud.
"Nah. We both won. She just won the latest round," said Stan as he changed his shirt. "So, we have an idea that something bad happened but what."
"Next thing we could try is force but I-Yikes!" said Ford but was caught off guard when Stan grabbed him with wide eyes.
"Force? You mean like fighting?" asked Stan as Ford nodded.
"Nice!" cheered Stan as he playfully shoved Ford.
"Oof!" Ford then rubbed his head. "I think Dipper because I think Mabel may still be upset.
"Alright, see you down," yelled Stan as he ran down.
Dipper slouched in the chair as he watched Ghost Harassers. The Stan Twins peeped behind the chair. Dipper then turned but they quickly ducked. Dipper turned back to the TV. Stan Ford peeped back as Stan yelled, "Get 'im!"
Dipper yelled as Stan and Ford tackled him to the ground. "What are you guys doing?!"
Stan pinned Dipper down as Ford grabbed his notepad. "Dipper Pines. Tell us why our future selves seem different than what we are?"
"What is this? Are you interrogating me?" asked Dipper as he looked around to see if anyone was nearby.
"Please leave the questions to us Mr Pines," said Ford.
"Look, you of all people Ford should know I can't tell about the future. On the first day you never even wanted to meet us fearing the destruction of knowing," reasoned Dipper.
"You back talkin' us boy?" asked Stan with a fierce voice.
"Wait a minute are guys being 'Good Cop and Bad Cop'?" asked Dipper as he looked for Mabel. "Mabel! Help!"
Mabel walked in the room with a shocked face, "Oh my gosh. Are you guys having a dog pile without me?"
Ford and Stan were about to say 'no' but Mabel yelled, "DOG PILE!"
Ford and Stan began to laugh at the impact she added. Suddenly from underneath them yelled, "Dipper! I need your help with the time device!"
Dipper got out of the dog pile as he walked over to the vending machine. Ford kept an eye on the code that Dipper used to get in and wrote it down on his notepad. Suddenly another voice came from the hallway of the house. "Mabel, sweetie! I need your help!"
Mabel got out of the dog pile as Stan watched which direction she went to.
Ford and Stan then yelled, "Let's spy on their conversations!"
"I'll follow Dipper. I wrote down the code to the vending machine so I'll listen to what future me and Dipper talk about," said Ford.
"Alrighty. I saw where Mabel went I'm going to go Charles Bands on this," said Stan as sneaked to the room.
Stanford went to the vending machine and punched in the code. Stanford looked at which button was earlier pressed and saw how it was the third level. He clicked it hoping they wouldn't hear it come down. He watched as the dirt and the other level passed.
When he reached the level he snuck behind a machine as he crouched down to find where he and Dipper were. He found the room and listened closely from the top of the stairs.
"Listen, Dipper I know you and Mabel like spending time with my and Stan's past selves but don't you think you're spending a bit too much time?" asked Ford to Dipper.
"No. I mean maybe," said Dipper as he looked away embarrassed.
"Sigh, I know you want to just have fun but what if you reveal what happened between Stanley and me all those years ago," replied Ford with a serious tone.
Stanford gasped as he thought, "We were right. Something did happen to us when we were young. But what?"
"You know it's neither your or Grunkle Stan's fault right?" asked Dipper with a reassuring voice.
Ford bit his lip ready for the reveal, "It seriously couldn't be this easy?"
"I know but I held a grudge against for most of life," said Ford with a guilty tone. Stanford's eyes widen it was him. He started this. No, that couldn't be right. He hoped Stanley was having better luck.
Meanwhile while Stanford was doing his sneaking, Stanley snuck in the hallway avoided the look of Mabel until he lost track. He sighed as until he heard Mabel's humming come a from a nearby vent. Stanley kicked it in to loosen it. He squeezed through the vent. He crawled through till he heard Mabel's voice grow louder.
He crawled through and saw another vent door and saw his future self and Mabel. Stan then said, "Pumpkin, I have a question. Are you having fun them?"
"Yeah of course. It's just like spending time with you and Grunkle Ford just younger and less crimes and science," replied Mabel as she spun in her chair.
"I get that sweetie but do you think it's a good idea to spend time?" asked Stan as he looked at a photo of him and Ford on the original Stan 'O War.
Mabel stopped spinning as he had a frown on her face. She then played with her hair as she whispered, "I guess. It's been fun having Little Stan and Ford around."
Stanley wondered why Stan looked upset that Dipper and Mabel have been spending so much time with them.
"I'm sure it is. But what if they find out what I did to Ford," said Stan which caused Stanley to gasped behind his mouth.
"You didn't do anything on purpose Grunkle Stan," said Mabel with a comforting tone.
Stanley began to tear up as he wondered what did he do to Ford. He then hoped Stanford was having better time.
Stanford kept listening to his older self. He grew anxious to see what his future self had to say. His heavy breathing began to fig his glasses covering the tears that was beginning to form.
"Look, Mason," began Ford which Stanford didn't realize was Dipper's name. "I know you want to give us a good time and I get that but try to spend less time. We don't want them to find out. About you know."
Stanford couldn't hold it back anymore and then yelled as tears began to fall, "WHAT! WHAT DID I DO!"
Ford and Dipper looked at him with a shocked look. Dipper turned to Ford showing a begging look so he can leave. Ford nodded as Dipper patted Stanford on his shoulder.
Stanford's sobs began to grow louder he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up with tear stained face to his older self who had a sad frown on his face. "Look, I know it's hard to worry about what's going to happen but don't worry about it. It's nothing."
Stanford shook his head as he begged with a cracking voice, "No. No. I want to be friends with Stanley. I don't want to be mad at him."
"Stanford-."
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU SAY! I'M NOT GOING TO BECOME YOU! YOU'RE A SELFISH COWARD!" cried out Stanford as he pushed Ford away as he ran back to the elevator.
"Stanford! Wait! I didn't mean it like that! Come back!" yelled Ford as he tried reach toward his past self.
Meanwhile back in Stan's office, Stanley kept listening to the conversation as he breathed heavily trying to not give his hiding spot.
"So Mabel can you maybe spend less time with them?" requested Stan as he held her shoulder.
"I'll try Grunkle Stan," agreed Mabel as she nodded with a sad smile.
"Good, we can't have him know what I did," said Stan as he kissed Mabel on her head.
Stanley couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "WHAT! WHAT DID I DO THAT WAS SO WRONG!"
Stan and Mabel quickly turned to the vent. Mabel walked over as she pulled off the vent door. "What are doing there Little Stan?"
Stanley ignored Mabel as he walked over to Stan with tears beginning to form with his fists clenched tight. He then asked with his voice cracking, "What. Did. I. Do. To. Ford. Tell. Me."
Mabel looked between the versions of Stan and slowly walked away from it. When Stan saw Mabel leave he sighed as said, "Look kid, I don't know what you heard but it's nothing."
"STOP LYING!" yelled Stanley more tears began to form he clenched his fists as he punched Stan in the arm. "TELL ME!"
"WHAT HAPPENED!" Another punch.
"Look kid. I can't say." Another punch.
"PLEASE!" A weaker punch.
No response. Another weak punch.
"I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE!" Another weak punch.
Stan kept silent. Another weak punch.
"I want to be Ford's friend." His voice cracked. Tears begin to fall with each word along with a weak punch.
"I, hic, I want to stay, hic, stay with Stanford," hiccuped Stanley as more tears began to fall. His punches slowly became more weak til the point it just became to much he couldn't lift another.
"Look. It ends up being nothing so don't worry about it. I mean you and Ford fight a lot right this just another one like that," said Stan as he reached out towards his younger self.
"NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME! YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO HELP ME OR STANFORD! YOU ARE JUST LIKE PA!" yelled Stanley as all his tears fell and he ran away from his future self.
Stan the realized what he just and silently scolded himself as he yelled, "Stanley! Wait! I didn't mean it!"
So with that both Stanford and Stanley ran. Far. Far. Away.
A.N: Hope you guys like this chapter too even if it's late by a couple days. You guys have been the greatest for supporting me with this story. See you next time on Get Two Stans Get Two More.