Season 1 Episode 9: The Hands that Rock the Stans (Part 3)
Stan couldn't believe his dumb luck,
It was as if fate herself was conspiring against him.
Here he was with the perfect girl, a pretty girl who was actually interested in him, and now it was ruined, and it was all Grauntie Mable's fault. Stan shook his head as he allowed himself to remember the whole ordeal. He and Bonnie had just finished getting the high score of every video game in the arcade and was about to receive the grand prize, when Grauntie Mable and Gideon came storming in.
"Alright no body move!" Gideon exclaimed raising his cane high up in the air. He then spots Stan and points his cane at him as he approaches him. "You think you can just walk into my town and take my granddaughter we'll you're wrong sonny."
"Granddaddy." Bonnie gives him a look of utter embarrassment, everyone in the arcade had stopped to watch as the scene unfolded in front of them. "You're embarrassing me!"
'I could care less." Gideon said. "Nobody, I say nobody is going to date my granddaughter, especially not Stanley Pines!
"Come on Stan lets go home." Grauntie Mable said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Stan shrugged her off and looked Gideon dead in the eye. "You can't keep us apart." He shouted.
"I can and I will!" Gideon yelled.
"Granddaddy!" Bonnie said in a low voice her eyes began to glow blue as she touched a hand to the bow in her hair. Her other hand is place on his arm, but before she can say anything, Gideon snatches the other hand and pulls her along. "Now there will be no mind games with me young lady."
"But Granddaddy." Bonnie insisted.
But Gideon was hearing none of it, instead he continued to lead her out of the arcade and out of sight.
"Come on Stan." Mable said once more. "Let's go home."
Stan stomped off towards the car, making a point to show that he wasn't the least bit happy. "I can't believe you did that!" Stan said as they got in the car. "We were just hanging out, we weren't even doing anything wrong."
"Stan I know you like Bonnie, but trust me the Gleefuls are nothing but trouble." Mable assured him.
"No you just can't stand the fact that someone you know like them! Cause you hate them, everybody has to."
"Stan I know you won't believe me now, but the Gleefuls are known to stoop to some low places in order to get even." Mable explained. "Even if it means dating my nephew in order to tear us all apart."
"That's not the reason." Stan insisted, and yet he couldn't help but wonder. No girl like Bonnie ever liked him before, and then there was that weird glowing eye thing that she kept doing, he noticed it once before when it happened to him, while walking with Bonnie. And now Bonnie had almost done it to her granddad, he was sure of it.
"Look you'll all be better off if you stay away from those twins, they're nothing but bad news." Mable told him, breaking through his thoughts.
And as much as Stan wanted to argue, even he had to agree, there was just something about them that wreaked of bad news.
"I have to warn Ford and Heather." He realized as they pulled up to the Shack.
He jumped out of the car as he noticed Heather walking up to the Shack. "Heather wait!" he yelled running to stop her only to stop himself as he realized something. "Is that a lobster?"
Heather nodded as they entered the shack, Ford was reading while Fids watched TV. However once they arrived Fids turned off the TV as Stan flopped down on the couch.
"Hey, how'd it go?" Ford asked, looking up from his book.
"Well you guys have a new pet lobster now." Heather said, placing the lobster in a tank.
"Well, at least it's over and you won't have to go on another date with him," Ford went on.
The boys noticed Heather hiding her face.
"Heather? It's over, right?" Fids asked.
"AHHHH!" Heather screamed in frustration. "He asked me out again! I didn't know how to say no!"
"Like this! 'No'!" Ford said.
"It wasn't that easy!" Heather groaned. "There was this woman, and she said she'd die from sadness and I do like Buddy, but as a friend/little brother! I just need things to get back to that point."
"So you said yes because an old lady would die of Sadness?" Stan suddenly asked. "Not cause he made you say yes?"
"What?" Heather looked confused. "No I don't think he made me, I don't know any way we have another date so I better head home and get ready." She sighed, "Night guys."
"Night." the boys said in unison as she walked out the door.
"What was all that about?" Fids asked Stan.
"Not sure." Stan admitted. "Listen guys I know it might be crazy, but what if the Gleeful twins really have super powers?"
"What?" Ford laughed. "That's crazy Stan."
"But I saw Bonnie's eyes glow blue." Stan insisted.
"Must been a trick of the lights." Ford said. "There is no such thing as real psychics."
"Says the guy who's seen a lake monster." Fids pointed out with a scoff.
"Look trust me guys, those two are fakes." Ford said. "And I aim to prove it.
(Back with Heather, the next night...)
The next night, Heather and Buddy were on a boat, which was being rowed by Crazy Chiu.
"Boating at night! Boating at night!" The old woman laughed.
"Wow, I thought dancing was gonna be the end of the night," Heather chuckled nervously.
"But don't you want this night to last forever, honey?" Buddy asked, leaning over to her.
"NO!" Heather cried. "I mean yes! I mean... I always love hanging out with a friend, pal, buddy, chum, amico, other word for friend..."
"Pal?" Crazy Chiu suggested.
"Already said pal," Heather said. "Uh, mate?"
"How about soul mate?" Buddy said. A bunch of fireworks went off, the last one saying 'Heather' inside a giant pink heart.
"Well, you can't say no to that!" Crazy Chiu smiled.
Heather clutched at her hair in desperation.
"She's right you know." Buddy said grabbing her hand. "I told you, people have a hard time saying no to me." His eyes began to glow blue once more. "So how about Dinner tomorrow?"
(Back at the Shack the Next Morning...)
Ford shook his head as he watched Heather pace back and forth in the Attic, "How could I say yes again!" She screamed in frustration "I mean, he's so nice, but I can't keep doing this! I don't wanna break his heart, either. GAH! I have no way out!"
"What the heck happened on that date?" Ford asked.
"FIREWORKS!" Heather panicked. "Fireworks, an-and dancing, and a boat ride! He just wouldn't let me leave the romance-zone! He's too clingy! I feel like I'm suffocating!"
"Clingy How?" Stan asked. "Did you notice his eyes changing color in any way?"
"Seriously Stan give it a rest." Ford insisted.
"No I'm serious, those twins are evil mind controllers or something." Stan went on. "Why am I the only one who sees this?"
Ford shook his head once more. "Ignore him." He assured Heather. "He's just grasping at straws."
Heather sighed. "We both are." She told him.
Ford bit his lip, Heather looked awful, like she hadn't been sleeping, like she was really dreading this date.
"Look if it's too much for you." Ford said. "Maybe I could break up with him for you."
"Really?" Heather looks relived. "You'd do that for me?"
"Of course." Ford told her. "What are friends for?"
Heather embraced him suddenly. "Thanks Ford, I knew I could count on you."
(Cut to the Club where Buddy is waiting...)
Ford enters, and approaches Buddy casually and clears his throat.
"Oh. Stanford Pines, how are you?" He asked, then said. "You look good, you look good."
"Uh Thanks," Ford said. "You uh... Look, Buddy. We've got to talk." he went on, suddenly finding it hard to find the words. "Heather isn't joining you tonight, she uh, she doesn't want to see you anymore." Ford said as he laughs nervously. "She's uh. She's flattered by your affection, but just wants to be friends."
Buddy's eye suddenly twitches "So what you're saying' is... you've...come between us." He says, eye twitching again.
"You're not gonna like, freak out or anything, are ya?" Ford asked, suddenly wondering if Stan was right about these two kids.
Buddy suddenly laughed. "Of course not. These things happen. Bygones, you know." He assured him.
Ford breathed a sigh of relief, or tried to. However he suddenly felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. "So. Okay. Cool. Then again, sorry man, but uh, hey, thumbs up. Huh?" he hurries off then, completely surprised at himself. "Thumbs up? Why did I say that?" he wondered.
Buddy grins wickedly as he leaves. "Thumbs up indeed, my friend." he said.
Ford rushes out of the restaurant, where Heather is waiting.
"How'd it go? Was he mad? Did he try to read your mind with his psychic powers?" Heather exclaimed.
Ford scoffed, trying to look unmoved. "Don't worry, Heather, he took it well, besides he's just a kid. He doesn't have any powers."
(Later on in Buddy's Room...)
Meanwhile, Buddy was in his room. He was looking in his mirror, gripping the stone in his bowtie tightly.
"You don't know what you've done, Stanford Pines," Buddy breathed. The stone began to glow through his fingers. A candle on the desk started to levitate, passing by each of the light bulbs around the mirror. As the candle passed, the light bulbs broke. "You have made the biggest mistake of your life!" Other things in the room began to levitate. The objects dropped to the floor.
"Buddy Charles Gleeful! Clean up your room right now!" Gideon yelled, slamming the door open.
"Not right now, granddaddy!" Buddy growled. "I have important business to attend to."
"Well if it's not cleaned before the end of the night, you're grounded!" Gideon yelled, slamming the door closed. Buddy glared at a picture of Heather and the twins together. The sides of the picture, where the twins were on either side of Heather, burned away until only Heather remained.
"You'll rue the day that you stole her away from me." He vowed, and it was a promised he planned to keep.
(Back with the Mystery Gang...)
Now that the mess with the Gleeful twins was finally behind them, the gang decided they deserved a break, so they began to mess around outside. At the moment Heather and Fids linked arms, tucking pillows in their shirts.
"Hit us!" They said together prompting Stan and Ford to come running at them, attempting to knock the two young teens over. They failed though, and the twins were the ones to fall backwards. The four friends laughed.
"Well, I'm glad everything's back to normal," Heather smiled. Just then the phone rang.
"Not it!" Stan said quickly.
"Not i- aw man," Ford said at the same time. He went to answer the phone. "Hello?"
"Toby Determined, Gravity Falls Gossiper," said the voice on the other end.
"Oh, hey dude," Ford said. "Sorry for accusing you of murder last week."
"Water under the bridge," Toby waved it off. "I'm calling to ask if you and your brother have seen anything unusual in this here town since you've arrived."
"Oh finally! I thought no one would ever ask!" Ford said happily. "Stan, get in here!"
Stan raced inside. Ford told him about the interview, but Stan looks anything but excited. "You sure about this?" Stan asked. "Bud really liked Heather, and you have a thing for her, he could be looking to get even."
Ford shook his head as he continued to listen to the man on the other side of the phone, writing down the address that they would meet up at.
"Tonight? Got it," Ford nodded, and hung up.
"Ford." Stan began. "Are you sure?" He asked.
"It'll be fine." Ford said. "He's just a kid Stan let it go."
Stan nodded, after all Ford was the smart twin, which means he was always right...right?
(Back with Toby...)
Toby hung up the phone in bitter defeat.
"There, I did your dirty work," he said to someone sitting on the other side of his desk. "Now it's time for your end of the bargain."
The person handed Toby a slip of paper.
"Ha! Tambry Valentino's phone number! Thank you, Lil' Bud!" He said, as the shadow of the boy danced across the wall upon his departure.
That night, Stan Ford, and Fids walked over to the warehouse together, Ford had not planned on taking Fids, but Stan had insisted, saying he was just as much a part of the team as they were. Ford agreed to this logic and even invited Heather, but she said she was still busy sorting things out. So she declined. The boys stepped inside but didn't see anyone there.
"Hello?" Ford called out.
"No one's here." Fids said the obvious.
"You think we've been pranked?" Stan asked.
For shrugged his shoulder. "Come on guys we've got better things to do." he said and the boys went to leave.
However, only Stan and Fids got out the door when suddenly it slammed shut, trapping Ford inside.
"Hey, let me out!" Ford yelled, kicking at the door. The lights turned on, and he turned around to see Buddy sitting in a spiny chair. The boy was playing with a doll of himself.
"Hello, friend," Buddy greeted.
"Ugh, Buddy," Ford rolled his eyes. "I should have known."
"It's Bud isn't it?" Stan asked from the other side of the door.
"Yes." Ford admitted rolling his eyes.
"I told you this was a trap." Stan bragged, "But no one listens to me!"
Ford gulped as Bud's eyes narrowed, he was sure wishing he had listened to Stan now.
"Stanford Pines," Buddy said. "How long you been living in this town? A week? Two? You like it here? Enjoying the scenery?"
"What do you what, Buddy?" Ford asked, as if it wasn't obvious.
"Listen here, boy," Buddy growled. "This here town has secrets you couldn't even begin to comprehend!"
"Is this about Heather?" Ford asked. "I told you she isn't into you?"
"LIAR!" Buddy screamed. "YOU stole her from me!" Buddy grabbed at his amulet, walking towards Ford. "She was MY peach dumplin'!"
"Woah man, chill out!" Ford said, getting a little scared. Suddenly he was levitated into the air and thrown into a pile of boxes.
"What the?" Ford said in amazement.
"Reading minds isn't all I can do, Stanford," Buddy said darkly.
"B-but you're a fake," Ford stuttered, trying to stand up.
"Oh tell me Ford, does this look 'fake' to you?" Buddy asked. He levitated all the merchandise behind him.
Ford gulped knowingly. "Uh guys I think we have a problem." He admitted.
"Let me guess." Stan said. "He's really does have superpowers."
"Uha." Ford admitted sheepishly.
"What'd I tell you?" Stan snapped. "You know you real should start listening to me more." He told him.
Ford couldn't agree more, too bad he found out just a little too late.
(Back with Heather at her house...)
She couldn't understand it,
Ford broke it off between her and Buddy, and yet she still felt all gross inside. Heather sighed deeply, she was hiding in her closet surrounded by her stuff animals. She knows she's a little too old for this, but before the boys showed up this summer, she always talked to her stuffed animals for help, and well it just seemed so natural now.
"I need help, guys," she spoke to the pile of stuffed animals. "I feel bad about making Ford break up with Buddy like that. He was a good guy. He just got a little clingy."
Heather paused, as if listening to the animals.
"No, you're right I shouldn't have had Ford tell him," Heather sighed. "Buddy deserves an honest break up." Heather stood up. "I'm going to go find Buddy and tell him the truth." And with that Heather tumbled out of her closet, racing down the stairs and out the front door never knowing what madness she was about to walk into.
(Back with Stan and Fids...)
Prying open the doors was becoming a real challenge, but the boys were determined to help Ford, They could hear him as he dodged Bud's attacks, he needed help, and he needed it now.
"We need to get in there." Stan said, pushing up against the door. "It won't budge."
"Hey look." Fids pointed up to a window that led into the other room. "Think we can fit through?" He asked.
"I'm willing to try." Stan said, before hoisting Fids up, Fids climbed up through the window, and Stan used a nearby box to help himself get up and followed Fids into the next room.
Meanwhile Ford was running from and dodging the merchandise being thrown at him by Buddy. He was laughing evilly as he tossed a cabinet at Ford, who jumped out of the way and hit his head on the wall.
"You!" Stan yelled grabbing Buddy's attention as Fids ran to Ford's aid. "Grauntie Mabel was right about you! You are a monster!"
"Heather belongs to me! Not Him!" Buddy yelled and laughed evilly. Stan grabbed a baseball bat and swung at Buddy. The younger boy was distracting by cooing at a toy version of himself. Stan yelled and charged at Buddy, who levitated him. Stan dropped the bat as he was lifted into the air.
"She's never gonna date you, man!" Ford yelled, moving to help Stan, but soon he and Fids were floating too.
"That's a lie! It's only because she's dating you!" Buddy yelled as he spotted a pair of Buddy merchandise shears. "And I'm going to make sure she's not dating you, and never will again." Buddy levitated the shears towards a struggling Ford. Before he could do anything, however, Heather appeared in the doorway.
"BUDDY!" She yelled, catching his attention. "We need to talk!"
"Seriously how did she open that door?" Stan asked.
"Heather! M-my dumplin'," Buddy said, dropping the shears. "What are you doing here?"
"Buddy, I can't be your dumpling," Heather said. "And I need to tell you the truth to why."
"I-I don't understand..." Buddy said, his grip on the amulet tightening, and the boys suddenly seemed to be choking.
"Uh, Heather, right now might not be the best time to be brutally honest with him!" Stan gasped.
"He may have a point." Ford seemed to agree.
"Buddy, I'm not... Ford isn't my boyfriend," Heather said softly. Buddy almost didn't hear her.
"He's... not?" Buddy asked, releasing his grip on the boys who stopped choking and took in a deep breath.
"No, he isn't," Heather shook her head. "I had him dump you for me because I didn't want to hurt your feels, but now you've gotten the wrong idea." She sighed. "Buddy, I just don't like you in that way. I'm sorry. But hey, we can still be Friends, right? Would you like that?"
"Really?" Buddy asked as Heather walked up to him. She looked at the exposed amulet and grabbed it.
"No not really!" She screamed, as the boys fell to the ground. "You were attacking my best friends, what the heck?!"
"My bowtie! Give it back!" Buddy cried, watching as Heather threw it to Stan.
"Ha!" Stan laughed, catching it. "Not so high and mighty without this, are ya?"
Buddy screamed and charged at Stan, making him drop the amulet. The two of them fell through the window, falling off the edge of the cliff.
"STAN!" Heather, Fids, and Ford yelled.
Stan and Buddy started slapping each other as they fell. However once they realized they were near certain doom, they started screaming for their lives. But they floated right above the ground, surrounded by a blue light. They looked up to see Heather levitating them, and carrying herself, Fids and Ford down to the ground.
"Listen Buddy, it's over," Heather said. "I will never, ever, date you. You've ruined that chance by being clingy and almost killing my friends." Heather dropped them to the ground. She tossed the amulet on the grass, stepping on and breaking it.
"And the mind control." Stan said. "Don't forget the mind control."
"Seriously Stan give it a break, there is no mind control." Ford said.
"Actually there is." Bonnie said as she appeared from out of nowhere making everyone jump. "Or there was." She said, showing that her amulet was shattered as well. "Our amulets were crafted from the same stone, if one part of it is damaged too severely then all the pieces will shatter." She explained.
"Our powers are gone?" Buddy asked.
"I'm afraid so." Bonnie said. "And just so were clear I never liked you Stan, I wanted to form a wedge between you and your Aunt and it worked perfectly."
"You witch!" Stan shouted.
"MY POWERS!" Buddy cried still trying to come to terms with the news his sister has told him. "Oh, this isn't over. This isn't the last you'll see of wittle... ol'... me..."
"Or me." Bonnie vowed as they slipped away into the dark forest and out of sight, but not without one final vow. "We'll get vengeance on your entire family, no one will escape our wrath!"
"Uh mind control who knew?" Ford said once they were gone.
"Uh I knew!" Stan shouted.
Fids and Heather laughed, knowing good and well that Ford was only doing this to get at Stan.
"No I think I'd remember that." Ford said.
"Yeah besides, only a smart person could figure that out." Heather said.
"That's it!" Stan roared and charged.
His brother and two friends laughed as they ran from him, none of them had a care in the world.
But they should because back at his home, Buddy burst through the door, angry, his sister looks equally defeated.
"Well how'd destroying Stanford go, Buddy?" Gideon asked. He had told the kids to stay away from the Pines, but now that Stanford had gotten his Buddy into such a state, well no one was going to get away with hurting his angels.
"Horrible, granddaddy," Buddy said. "They destroyed the amulets!"
"Hm, maybe there's some other way we can destroy them," Gideon said, setting a blue journal with a silver pine tree on the cover and a number two on it on the coffee table before them.
The Gleeful twins looked at each other and smiled cruelly as the truth hit them. Soon revenge would be theirs.
The beast with one eye laughed as he watched the scene play out before him, yes this was his ticket to freedom…it was only a matter of time.
(Back with the gang at the Mystery Shack...)
After Stan finally caught his teasing brother and friends, the gang decided they were beat and headed back to the Shack. Once there the four slumped down on the couch beside Mabel.
"What happened to you?" Grauntie Mabel asked, seeing them all in such bad shape, though Ford seemed to be worse off.
"Buddy," Ford grumbled.
"Bonnie," Stan said in agreement.
"I tried to warn you guys," Grauntie Mabel shook her head.
Stan bit his lip. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you." He said.
Mabel smiled. "Don't worry about it champ, sometimes we need to learn these things on our own." She told him.
"So we're good?" Stan asked.
Mabel nodded, "Couldn't be better." She assured him, with a pat on the head. "Just stay away from them for now on." She advised. "Gleefuls have a nasty habit of getting even."
"Yeah, the little mutants did "swear vengeance" on the whole family. Ha, I guess Buddy's gonna try to nibble my ankles or something'." Stan said.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah, how's he gonna destroy us now, huh?" Ford asked with a laugh. "Try to guess what number we're thinking of?"
"He'll never guess what number I'm thinking of." Heather bragged. "NEGATIVE EIGHT! No one would guess a negative number."
They all laugh.
"I bet he's planning our destruction right now!" Fids joined in.
Mabel couldn't help the smile that slipped on her face, still she knew Gideon Gleeful all too well, and if his grand children were anything like him, then this wasn't over.
No this was only the beginning of something far worse...Far worse indeed.
-To Be Continued
Author's Notes:
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Yours Truly, RoxieDivine