We need something to counteract the angst that @radioactivedelorean posted earlier for @a-million-chromatic-dreams‘, @witete‘s, and our Brain Trauma AU. So, more of the good ending! Follows after “Intervention” and “Reunion.”
I think you guys can guess what’s going on here, from the title.
Stan, Dipper, and Mabel watched from the hearth as Jheselbraum stood over a sleeping Ford, her hands glowing a gentle pink as they hovered over his head. The language she was chanting in didn’t sound like anything human, but Dipper wasn’t about to interrupt and ask Jhessie what it was she was saying.
Stan held up a hand and started counting down with his fingers, making a loose fist when Jhessie stopped counting and pulled her hands back as the glow faded.
“That still looks like magic to me,” Mabel said.
“I suppose that it does,” Jhessie admitted, looking over at them. “However, it is a science somewhere in the multiverse, and as it is a science of the mind, I find it the best to use to assist in Ford’s recovery.”
Ford snorted in his sleep, then opened his eyes lazily, like a cat that was in a comfortable position and didn’t want to be moved. Jhessie looked down at him with amusement and patted him on the head.
“Move or don’t move, the decision is yours,” she said lightly.