Precipice Chapter 1: Stay Here Long
Okie dokie loki here it is! The first chapter of my first full length multi-chapter fic! This is what happened after that ficlet I posted awhile back.
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Stanford Pines was used to losing track of time when he was engaged in something. So when he looked up from the book he was re-reading for the first time in thirty years and checked the time, he wasn’t that surprised to see that he had missed the debate that was being televised. And yet, he was saddened by it. He had actually been looking forward to seeing how Stanley did in the election. From what Stanford had heard, it seemed like Stan was doing very well in the polls, thanks to Dippers quick thinking and Stanford’s own invention. Ford was glad that Dipper had come to him for advice, and he was glad that Dipper had been able to convince Stan to let him help.
Ford stood and stretched, muscles tight from being in the same position for so many hours. Checking the time again, Ford was surprised that Stan and the kids weren’t back yet. The alarms he had wired the house with years ago were still intact, (they were one of the first things Ford checked up on when he got back), and should alert him when any of the doors or windows are opened-ah, there it went. A flashing light and an audible ding from one of the consoles lining the room told him that someone had just used the front door.
Ford ran his fingers through his hair, trying to make it look like he hadn’t spent the whole day his nose in a book; Stanley would never let him hear the end of it. As the elevator rose, Ford wondered how his brother had done. Although, he probably wouldn’t hear from Stanley if the election went well or not. But he could count on Dipper to tell him. Mabel would probably be dying to give him a play-by-play breakdown of the entire debate, albeit one probably embellished with more glitter and puppies than were actually there. Ford chuckled softly to himself as he envisioned his niece and nephews charm and enthusiasm. They were good kids, and Ford was grateful to have been able to meet them. And he was hoping to be able to have them visit him again next summer, after he had dealt with the rift and gotten rid of all of the Mystery Shack garbage cluttering up his house and settled out all of the legal matters of Stanley living under his-had Stan used his name for the election?