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Author's Note: I'm so so sorry for the late chapter I had to do some work and then soon got really busy. Hope you guys enjoy another chapter of "Get Two Stans Get Two More". (P.S I don't have any regrets giving you guys feels.)

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Ford rushed up from the basement trying to follow his younger self he yelled, "Stanford! Stanford! Come back!"

Eventually in the rush he bumped into Stan. Stan rubbed his head and asked, "Sorry Ford, but I gotta find uh me I guess?"

"It's fine," replied Ford, his mind not processing what he just said. "Wait, find you?"

"Uh yeah, he kinda overheard me talk to Mabel and ran off. Where's young you?" asked Stan after he rubbed his head as he felt really guilty for what he said.

"Me too. My past self had overheard a conversation between Dipper and me. Thus, he ran off," replied Ford. The two older pair twins sighed in unison feeling really bad for what they did to their younger selves.

They looked at each other before saying at the same time, "Good luck."

After the moment between Stan, Ford walked around town but still couldn't find his younger self. He checked the library, not there. The museum, not a single child went there. He even tried Greasy's but Lazy Susan hasn't seen them.

"Come on, Stanford think. Where would you go when you were his age?" asked Ford aloud.

He flashbacked to the days where it was just him and Stan being the closest they ever been. Then suddenly he remembered what he once in his Journal. The lake. When he first came to Gravity Falls the lake reminded him of Glass Shard Beach. "Of course that's where I would go!"

Ford then rushed to the Gravity Falls Lake hoping he was there. He had to be where he else would be?

Meanwhile Stan was having the same luck at trying to find his younger self. Stan looked through the candy store where no one had seen him. He tried the boxing ring where he once go to let out his frustrations but no one has seen anybody except Manly Dan and Poolcheck today.

"Come on Stan! Think you knucklehead! Where did I used to go when I got this upset?" Stan thought. He paced around his car before he got annoyed his growled and punched his car.

"Hot Belgian Waffles! That stung."

But with that searing pain from his hand he knew exactly where he was. His eyes widen as he asked the nearest stranger, "Do you know where the nearest pair of swings are?"

She answered with a confused tone, "In Gravity Falls Park? Why?"

"Thank you!" yelled Stan as he caught in the moment and kissed the woman. He then ran to Gravity Falls Park.

The woman he kissed then whispered with wide eyes, "You're welcome?"

Ford ran to the Lake praying that he was there. At the edge of the lake he saw a mop of brown hair. Suddenly adrenaline kicked in as he yelled, "Stanford!"

Though as he got closer he realized after the mop of brown hair turned it wasn't Stanford.

"Wow. I really did mess up if you can't tell us apart," choked up Stanley as he avoided looking at Stanford. Wait, if Stanley was here then where was he?

Stan rushed to the park ignoring all the people he bumped till he saw the lone pair of swings. Despite his old body protesting he ran even faster yelling, "Kid! Stanley!"

Once he reached the swings he rested to catch his breath but he swore hie stopped breathing when he heard a soft whisper, "Do you really hate that much. You couldn't tell us apart?"

Stan looked up to see a young Stanford not a young Stanley.

Back at the lake Ford saw how Stanley is genuinely upset at Stan. He saw how Stanley covered his head in between his arms and knees so his head was hidden. Ford sighed as he asked, "May I sit?"

Stanley didn't answer as he quietly sniffled. Ford sighed as he sat down but at short distance.

"Stanley, it wasn't you fault," said Ford knowing exactly what Stan was talking about when Stanley overheard him. "If it's anyone's fault it's mine."

He looked over to see if Stanley was listening. Though his head was still hidden the hiccuping stopped. Ford saw this as a sign and continued on, "If I hadn't been so stubborn when I was young, maybe we wouldn't need to go through what we did."

Ford paused. Stanley peeked to see Ford controlling his breathing. Stanley whispered, "Stanford?"

Ford continued with raspy voice, "All that I caused. The betrayal."

"Stanford, tell him he's bein' crazy!...Stanford? Don't leave me hangin'. High six?"

"The things you went through."

"You don't understand what I've been through! I've been to prison in three different countries! I once had to chew my way out of the trunk of a car! You think you've got problems?"

"The anger and broken promises."

"You left me behind, you jerk! It was supposed to be us forever, you ruined my life!"

"The scars."

Stanley screamed as he hit the control panel burning his skin.

"The abandonment"

"But when the summer's over, you give me my house back, you give me my name back, and this Mystery Shack junk is over forever. Ya got it?"

"The fights."

"I'll "grammar Stanley" you!" Stan lets go of Soos' hand and hits Ford. "You stuck up son of a gun! I mean come on!"

Ford lets go of Robbie's hand and hits Stanley. "Don't jeopardize this, you idiot! Everything's on the line!"

"The danger."

A echoed voice yelled, "It's a...DEAL!"

"The heartbreak."

"Oh, uh, hey there...kiddo. What's your name?"

Before Ford could say another Stanley, "STOP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!"

Ford didn't realize Stanley was crying. "Stanley, don't cry."

Stan saw Stanford swing back and forth. Stan looked around to see if his younger self was anywhere to be seen. He wasn't. Stan then sat down on the other seat. He sighed, "You know. I'm surprised that you came here."

Stanford didn't answer his future twin. Stan then said, "So, why are you here, kid?"

No response. "Wow, your a lot quieter than what I remember."

Stan rubbed his head in a nervous manner. "Look Ford, whatever you heard it's not true. All of the trouble that happened was my mistake."

Stan looked in distance and mumbled, "Just like usual."

Though Stan didn't realize that Stanford had heard him. Stan continued on, "I mean what kind of twin brother am I? I ruined everything. Your future."

"Are you kidding me? Why would I want to do anything with the person who sabotaged my entire future?!"

"Your sanity."

"WHO IS IT?! HAVE YOU COME TO STEAL MY EYES?"

"Your life."

"Stanley! Stanley! Do something! STANLEY!" Ford throws Journal 1 at Stanley and disappears into the portal.

"Man, I was so selfish."

"It's this darn plan to save my brother. If you didn't notice, I already saved him once from that portal, and he never thanked me! He causes the end of the world, and still somehow it's always 'Stan's the screw-up. Ford's the hero'."

"I couldn't even protect you from that jerk."

"I'm the one who made a deal with Bill in the first place. I fell for all his easy flattery. You would have seen him for the scam artist he is."

"I even caused you to cry."

"We had to erase his mind to defeat Bill. It's all gone. Stan has no idea, but he did it. He saved the world. He saved me." Ford kneels down next to Stan "You're our hero, Stanley." Ford hugs him as he began to sniffle."

"Now look at me now. I'm still the screw-up brother that Pa never wanted. That no one wanted," whispered Stan as his voice grew husky.

"That's not true."

Stan looked back to see Stanford staring at him with tears welling up in his eyes with the most serious expression on his face.

"Hic, why, did that all happen? What did I do?" asked Stanley as he blinked his tears.

Ford frowned thinking back, "Sigh, Stanley, it was all me that caused this entire falling out. Don't blame yourself."

Stanley kept crying avoiding looking at Ford. Ford then begged, "Please, stop."

Tears began to fall on the sand. Ford continued to beg with voice beginning to crack, "Stanley. Stop. It was all me. I can't handle seeing you like this."

Stanley looked up to see Ford was crying. "Ford?"

Ford didn't seem to hear him as he began to say, "I'm sorry Stanley! For everything. You didn't need to go through what you did. I'm horrible horrible brother that you didn't deserve."

"SHUT UP!" yelled Stanley before he covered his mouth. Ford looked at Stanley as tears fell from his cheeks. "YOU ARE GREATEST BROTHER I COULD HAVE EVER HAVE! I'M THE SCREW UP!"

"Stanley Filbrick Pines. Never ever say that about yourself. Never," scolded Ford as he held Stanley's shoulders trying to calm him down.

"Why? It's true. Pa said so and I to make it even worse I turn out just like him," replied Stanley as he looked away from Ford.

"You are nothing like Dad. Trust me," said Ford.

Stanley stayed silent. Ford then comforted, "Your kind."

Stanley countered, "No, I'm not. I won't even help myself."

Ford thought about as he knew why both he and Stan avoided their younger self. "Perhaps but sometimes I don't help myself. You are kind. Look you've been amazing with Ma-Dipper and Mabel."

"Maybe," muttered Stanley. "I lie a lot more."

"Who doesn't," countered Ford. "In fact I distinctly remember that you lied to Mom and Dad about going to tutoring when you really went to the Stan 'O War."

Stanley chuckled at the memory though he replied quietly, "I still lie a lot."

"Well, so do I. I lied to the family for the longest time until I could trust them," replied Ford as he thought back to rift. "Plus, you lie to protect."

Though Stanley tried to hide it Ford could see the hint of smile so he smiled.

At the swings Stan stared at his younger version twin with shock in his eyes. Stanford continued, "I want you as my brother."

"Heh thanks Sixer," thanked Stan as he swung a little as he stared at the young twin.

"If anyone is to blame it's me. I turn out to be a selfish coward," whispered Stanford as he looked away from Stan.

"Whoa, never say that about yourself. You are probably one of the most bravest people I know," encouraged Stan. "I mean you're a lot braver than I am."

Stanford looked at Stan who began to tear up, "I mean I wasn't brave enough to try talk to you. My own twin brother."

"You had your reasons. What's my excuse? I should went to talk you if I knew you weren't talking to me. I was being selfish," countered Stanford.

"You? Selfish? Nah, that's me. I mean you a selfish person? No," comforted Stan as he regretted his words back at the day. "Though don't push it. You can be an idiot at times even with your big brain."

Stanford chuckled which caused Stan to laugh with his twin.

Ford looked at Stanley as he said, "You know. I kinda miss this."

"What? The arguments?" asked Stanley as he watched the lake.

"No. These quiet moments. Let's just say. You and I didn't have much quiet moments lately," admitted Ford.

It was silent for a moment then Ford asked, "You don't think I'm a selfish coward do you?"

"No. Why do you ask?" asked Stanley as he threw a stone into the lake. He then looked at Ford with the most serious face. "Do I need to punch someone?"

"No please no punching Stanley," requested Ford as he didn't want the falling out between Stan and him to start sooner than expected. "I'm just wondering."

"Well you ain't no coward ya got that Sixer," replied Stanley as he tried to skip a rock but it only sank after it hit the water. "UGH! WHY! WON'T! YOU! SKIP!"

"Hehe. Need some help Stanley?" asked Ford as he stood up and offered his hand to Stanley. Stanley took it. "Alright, now my way of skipping is it's all in the wrist."

Ford skipped a rock causing six skips before it sank down. Stanley grabbed another rock and did it the same way and ended up doing around three. Stanley grew wide eyed as he cheered, "Yes! I did it!"

"Good job St-!" congratulated Ford before he felt something hit his head. It checked to see it was sand. He looked at Stanley who looked at him with an innocent eyes. "Stanley did you throw sand at me?"

"Noooo," denied Stanley as he chucked sand at Ford. "Now I did."

Ford chuckled as he yelled, "Oh you are going to get it Stanley!"

Stanley let out a yelp before he ran around the lake trying to dodge Ford.

In the park Stan and Stanford watched the sun slowly set before he said, "You know I miss this."

"What?"

"The relaxation. Heh, maybe me and Ford could come here sometime," said Stan as he swung back and forth.

"Ford and me," corrected Stanford. Stan looked at him with an annoyed look. Stanford shrugged with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Stan but you need to know proper grammar."

"Oh yeah? I'll show you grammar. C'mere!" yelled Stan as he noogied Stanford in the head.

They chuckled before Stan asked with a nervous tone, "You don't think I'm like Pa do ya?"

"No, of course." A pause. "But you sure do look like him."

"Ugh. Don't say that," cringed Stan as he shuddered at the thought of looking like his dad.

"Don't worry it's mostly the nose and I have it too so that means we both look like him," comforted Stanford. "However, you inherited mom's silver tongue."

Stan chuckled, "Can't argue with that one."

Stan looked at him and said, "Y'know speaking of inheriting. Dipper and Mabel inherited a lot from you without knowing especially Dipper."

"Really? Like what?"

Stan then began to think about them. "Well they both got your love for weirdness especially Dipper. Oh and I find it funny how the two people who wear sweaters in the summer are both the older twin."

There was a moment of pause before Stan began to laugh like a madman. "What? What's so funny?"

"No. It's just I realized in this moment I'm actually the older twin this time," laughed out Stan.

"Technically not. I'm from the past so I'm still the older one," corrected Stanford with a smug smile.

"Oh har har. You think you some kind of wise guy IQ?" asked Stan as he stood up from his swing and went behind Stanford. "I'll show you older!"

Stan gave Stanford a mighty push and Stanford swung high. "AHH!"

"Not so high and mighty are ya?" teased Stan as he kept pushing Stanford on the swing.

Back at the lake Ford and Stanley rested on the sand watching the clouds go by. Stanley looked hesitant before he blurted out, "You don't need to tell me."

"What?"

"About what happens between me and you. I get it's hard so if it's so hard you don't want to tell us. I get'cha Fordisie," explained Stanley as he fiddled with his fingers.

"You know. We really should go back to the Shack," said Ford as he dusted himself off.

Stanley stood up before he was swept on and placed on Ford's shoulders. "Whoa, Sixer what'cha doin'?"

"You had a very long day. This is just procedure in case you begin to doze off," answered Ford as they began to walk to the Shack.

In the park Stanford fell asleep as Stan grabbed him and carried him with a sigh. "You always got so tired when we were young."

As Stan walked with Stanford in his arms he thought, "Don't ya worry Ford. I got'cha this time."

Stan continued to walk to the Shack hoping his younger self is getting sleep just like Stanford is at the moment.

As they both arrived to Mystery Shack Ford and Stan looked at each other and mouthed, "I found your younger self."

They looked at each other with a smile as they chuckled lightly finding it funny they knew each other more than themselves. They walked over to the living room and placed the twins on the couch and covered them with a blanket.

Stan and Ford stayed silent but Stan asked, "So, you almost finish that time machine thing?"

"Almost," answered Ford as he looked slightly sad. "Stanley said he doesn't mind if we don't tell them. Did he say the same?"

"Uh no he fell asleep before he could anything about the issue," said Stan as he watched their younger selves sleep away.

They paused for a moment before Ford asked, "Do you think we should?"

Stan sighed as he answered, "I don't know."

"Sigh, I want to but all the variables it could cause. I'm worried if we do we might ruin the future we have," said Ford as he thought about he and Stan could fulfill their dream, they had an amazing family.

"But we could also stop a lot of bad things from happening," said Stan as he thought their fight, the portal accident, the crimes, and Him.

They both sighed annoyed as Ford said, "But I think we know the main reason if we tell or don't tell…"

"The kids," Ford and Stan finished in unison.

"So what are we gonna do?" asked Stan as he looked at the direction of the attic.

"For once I don't think we have a plan on what to do," whispered Ford as he went over to the table and sat in the chair as he grabbed a Pitt Cola.

Stan took the other seat as he said, "Heh, don't ya worry bout nothin' kay, Poindexter."

Back in the attic Mabel placed her ear on the floor as she whispered, "Dipper did you hear that?"

Dipper who listened by the attic door said, "A little bit of it. You?"

"Yeah. Grunkle Stan and Ford are really thinking about telling them," said Mabel with a slight smile.

"I know. What do you think they should do Mabel?" asked Dipper as he was having the same thought process as Ford.

"I just don't want to see anyone sad," said Mabel as she looked through her Summer Memories Scrapbook.

"Well, maybe no one will get sad," said Dipper trying to cheer up his sister.

"Guess we'll find out tomorrow Dipper," said Mabel as they began to lay in their beds.

"Tomorrow is a going to be life changing," whispered Dipper as he turned out the lantern.

A.N: Hope you guys like this chapter too even if it's late by a couple a week, again sorry. You guys have been the greatest for supporting me with this story. So what will the Stans decide to tell or not to tell that is the question, for you guys anyway, I know the answer ;). See you next time on "Get Two Stans Get Two More"