A/N: Hello ladies and gents, I am so glad you enjoyed this story that you decided to rad on! This chapters a bit rough around the edges especially in Stan and Kat's conversations which I base off of my own strange conversation structure, so many apologies if this is nails-on-a-chalkboard painful to read. I promise the next chapter will be better! So now that my spiel is done please commence reading and please feel free to leave any constructive criticism in a review.

Stan was sitting across the kitchen from his 25-year-old daughter who was sipping the cup of black coffee he had just set in front of her. She was nearly the spitting image of her mother, which Stan had thanked god for threw out her childhood. The only things Stan could see of himself in her was her height, her hair, the way she smiled, and her mannerisms. Right now he could see that smile they shared as the little shyster finished a joke about how she was owed some compensation for being 'crippled' by his pint-sized henchmen and for using the basis of her childhood imaginary friend ,Gummy the beavercorn, as an oddity without her permission.

"I owe you squat, it isn't my fault you didn't tell me you were coming." Stan said getting to work on some dishes that had accumulated in the sink.

Katarina smacked her forehead

"Dad I called you last weekend to tell you I was coming." she said finishing her coffee and taking off her suit coat to go help.

"You did? Hmm I guess I forgot." he said shrugging

"No really." She said laughing drying a few dishes left in the rack.

"Well, seeing as I forgot you were coming I obviously don't remember what brings you here to sapsville." he said.

She laughed again "I never specified so don't worry I didn't expect you to remember any way, I have a week off work and I thought I would come see two of my favorite people on the planet." She said

"Your mom and Soos?" Stan clarified.

Katarina rolled her eyes and bumped Stan with her shoulder

"Mom and you, goof ball. " she said in a mock annoyed tone.

"How is your mom and her husband?" Stan said glancing over from his dishes

"She and Jack are doing really good, Jack got promoted to regional manager at his job." she said looking back at him.

Stan snapped his fingers

"Jack that's his name is, couldn't remember, have you talked to Markus or LeAnn lately?" he said attempting to segue into a new topic.

"I talk to Markus as often as you do dad so no, and I talked to LeAnn this afternoon actually," she turned her face towards him as she began putting some cups away "she wanted me to remind you that Lizzy's birthday party is next Wednesday at noon and you are invited, I can only assume she won't have a problem if Dipper and Mabel show up, no guarantee though."

Stan made a disgusted face

"Don't get me wrong, I love LeAnn and her kids but I really don't want to go if Deb will be there." he groaned.

Katarina turned and put her hands on her hip "Dad, this is your granddaughter's twelfth birthday party and she really wants to see you so you will be there no matter what," she said then as she turned to put away some more dishes added "Besides I'll be damned if I'm the only one at that party getting the stare down."

Stan snorted

"At least you have your priorities straight," he paused momentarily drying his hands on a dish towel "I've been meaning to ask what's with all that." he said gesturing to the suit she was wearing

"I came here straight from work, it seems like every Friday when I get home my obnoxious neighbor asks me to baby sit and even when I say no she just dumps her kids on me and leaves, so I decided to bypass it all by skipping over changing my clothes." She explained sitting back down at the table next to her father.

After a couple more minutes of general chit-chat ,how's work, who are Dipper and Mabel exactly etcetera, etcetera, Katarina looked out the window

"It's getting dark out." She muttered

"Mhmm, you probable should be heading to your hotel soon." Stan said.

Katarina bit her lip "About that," she moved her hands up by her shoulders in a shrug of sorts "you see I originally was just going to bunk here in my old room, but with Dipper and Mabel here I don't have a place to stay so would you mind if I..."

"You can stay the whole week if you want Kat." Stan cut in. "

Really?" Kat said kind of surprised her dad was never one for having a lot of guests at once.

"Yeah, Of course, you're going have to sleep in the attic or the basement on a cot or something, but like I said when you moved out you were welcome to come back and stay as long as you wanted," he said tossing his arm around her shoulder and ruffling her hair "besides I hardly get to see my little Kitty any more."

Kat laughed and tossed her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek

"Thanks Dad, you're the best."