Hi, if drabble challenge 34 "He creeped me out. I'm not going to lie." isn't picked, maybe some Stay-at-Home Stan, please.
34. “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”
I haven’t written something with Marley in it for a while, so here’s just that! Marley taking over when Ford fails at babysitting his twin nieces. Marley’s got this; they’re a non-binary spider-person who loves Danny and Daisy to absolute bits.
Ford looked determinedly down at the book open in his lap. He was trying desperately to avoid any eye contact with the other person in the living room. It had been humiliating enough, caving in and calling the number Stan and Angie left, but the way Danny and Daisy reacted to Marley’s arrival had been even worse.
I can’t believe it. I’m completely hopeless, aren’t I? I can’t even babysit my nieces for three hours.
“Look, um, Ford, right?” Marley said finally. Ford looked up. Marley was avoiding eye contact with Ford, still staring intently at whatever they were crocheting. “Don’t be embarrassed you had to call me. I love the girls, but they’re, uh, they’re kinda a handful. And Angie said you’ve never babysat before. I’ve been watching Danny and Daisy since they were babies. I know the cheat codes or whatever.”
“I should have been able to handle at least an hour on my own,” Ford muttered. Marley shrugged.
“Like I said, the girls are pretty much chaos incarnate. I, uh, I’m not surprised by it. I mean, I’ve heard stories from Angie’s parents about what she was like as a kid. And I’ve met Stan.” Marley let out a small chuckle. “Shoulda seen them at the engagement party. It was pretty small, and no one they had to impress was invited, so they had it at a bar. People went wild. First time I’ve ever seen Angie get drunk.”
“Fiddleford had a high alcohol tolerance as well,” Ford said. Marley paused.
“Wait, you know Fidds?”
“He was my assistant in Gravity Falls.”
“Gravity Falls, huh? I’ve got a cousin that lives a couple hours away from Gravity Falls. Darlene.”
“I’ve never met her.”
“No, you wouldn’t have,” Marley mumbled, resuming crocheting. Ford frowned.
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing.” The door opened. Ford and Marley both looked over. Marley beamed. “Hey, guys!”
“Marley, it’s so good to see ya!” Angie gushed, making a beeline for her friend. Marley rolled their eyes.
“I saw you, like, last week.”
“I used to see you every day, though.”
“Well, yeah, we were roommates,” Marley said. “Did you and Stan have a good time?”
“Oh, yes. We never get to go out dancin’ like we used to,” Angie gushed.
“Your outfit is really nice. Yours too, Stan.”
“Thanks, Marley,” Stan said, sliding off his jacket. He winked at Ford. “The girls were a bit much for ya, huh?”
“I thought that I had seen them at their worst by now. Clearly, I had not.”
“Kids are always able to top their worst, Ford. I assume they’re in bed?”
“Yes. Marley was remarkably efficient at supervising them.”
“Marley and Lute are the girls’ godparents for a reason,” Stan said. He took a seat on the couch and began to take off his shoes. Marley and Angie’s conversation was now much quieter. Ford had to strain his ears to hear it.
That’s usually a sign it’s not something meant to be overheard, but…
“Thanks fer steppin’ in. Stanford’s got a tendency to bite off more ‘n he can chew,” Angie said softly to Marley. Marley waved a hand.
“No problem. I love the girls. And your brother-in-law’s cute.”
“Duh. He’s Stan’s twin.”
“There was one thing, though,” Marley said slowly. “It’s, uh, not the nicest thing but…he creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.” Angie sighed.
“He’s a bit eccentric, fer sure. Ford spent an awful long time on his own up in Gravity Falls. I think he forgot some of his people skills. And from what Stan’s told me, he didn’t really have any people skills to spare.” Ford resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
I lack people skills? I’m not the one who’s gossiping about someone right in front of them!
“Oh, shoot, it’s late,” Angie said, glancing at the clock on the wall. “We shouldn’t hold ya hostage any longer.” She dug in her purse. “How much do we owe ya?”
“Nothing,” Marley said. “I keep telling you guys, you don’t have to pay me for babysitting my goddaughters.”
“Okay, but you also babysat Ford, so…” Stan interjected.
“Ford’s an adult. He didn’t need any supervision,” Marley said.
“Still,” Angie insisted.
“Nope! You can’t pay me, I’m already leaving,” Marley said, walking out the door. Angie rolled her eyes. “See you guys later!”
“Bye, Marley,” Angie called after her friend. Marley closed the door. Angie sighed. “So, Stanford, what did ya think of Marley?”
“An interesting individual,” Ford said carefully. Angie nodded.
“Bet once the girls were put down, there was a lot of quiet, wasn’t there?”
“Marley’s not the biggest talker ‘round unfamiliar folk.”
“I was surprised that Marley knew where Gravity Falls was,” Ford remarked.
“Oh, yeah, Marley’s got a cousin that lives in that area,” Stan said. “What’s her name? Darlene?”
“Yep,” Angie said.
“We’ve never met Darlene,” Stan said.
“Uh, you haven’t met Darlene, hon,” Angie corrected. She shook her head. “I ain’t lettin’ ya meet her, neither. She’s a maneater, that one.”
“What? Angie, I wouldn’t cheat on you!” Stan protested. Angie grimaced.
“I weren’t bein’ metaphorical. I’ll go check on the girls, see how they’re doin’.” Stan and Ford exchanged a confused look.
“What the hell was she talkin’ about?” Stan muttered. Ford shrugged.