You stood at the door and gulped a bit as you fiddled with your hands. You looked to dressed up. You fiddled with your yellow bow tie, tucked in your light brown blouse into your khaki pants. You made sure your hair was straight as you moved a bouquet of flowers into your other hand.It was finned with Abatina, pink and white Camillia, Chamomile, white Chrysanthemum and to top it all of, wild roses. The woman at the flower shop helped pick them out, though most of them were just for show.
You took one final gulp and knocked on the door. Your body rocked back and forward as you waited for someone to answer. Just then a small click came from the door, and a young boy opened it up. His face turned to a frown when he saw you.
"H-Hey there! Your Dipper right? Is your uh... 'Grunkle' Ford around?" You asked. Your face started to curl into a nervous smile as the boy sighed. He closed the door on your face.
"Grunkle Ford! Someones at the door for you!" You could hear him yell.
"Mind letting her in?!" You could hear Ford yell back. Then, the door clicked open again as Dipper moved to the side.
"He said to come in" You know. You heard. Even so, you continue into the rustic smelling house as smoke catched your eye. Just then the fire detector goes off.
"Mable! Don't burn the pasta!" Yelled Dipper as he rushed past you and into a room, one you could only presume was the kitchen.
With that, you were left alone, so you waited at the door. You moved back and forward awkwardly as the front door chimed open.
A man came in, he was taller that you and looked just like Ford, the only thing giving him away was the Fez on his head, and their totally different aura. Ford was more refined, like polished jade, while he was more of a diamond in the rough.
"Oh, hey there! Y/N right? I'm Stan, we never got to meet right!" He said as he held out a hand. You took it and gave it a hardy shake.
"Your here for my brother right? It's so nice to see him start to branch out. I was really worried about his... 'Health'. Don't tell him I told you this, but he likes it when you wiggle his extra finger." Stan joked as Ford came up from his lab.
You started to laugh a bit, Stan really knew how to turn something awkward into something fun. Ford just stood there, staring. Then he shook his head and came up to you both.
"Y/n, Stan. I hope you didn't tell her anything weird." Ford said as Stan looked at his watch.
"Oh- look at the time! It 'Pasta o' Clock'! See ya Y/n! Don't do anything I would do!" He said as he ran off to the kitchen. Ford just shook his head.
"F-Ford?" You asked in a blush. He took this chance to look at you. You looked back, he wore a yellow turtle kneck and khaki pants.
"These are for you." You said as you reveled the bouquet from behind your back.
He gasped, slowly taking them into his hands. The stared at the flowers as his face turned as pink as the Camellia. So cute.
"Thank you so much. I didn't get you any flowera. You keep beating me to all the manly stuff Y/n!"
"Hah hah! Keep up with me Ford! If you don't you might get dominated to fast."
"Oh? Is that a challenge?"
"It can be if your interested."
Both of your faces were red at this point as you heard a small squeal. It was Mable, Dipper, and Stan. Mable was laughing like a maniac as Dipper just shook his head. Stan gave a thumbs up to Ford.
"Ignore them." Ford spoke as he shooed the unwelcome guests out the room.
"I'll go out these in some water. Wait for me?" He asked and you nodded.
"I'll be here." You waved to him as he left the room. Then you waited for him.
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A Sixpence In Your Shoe (Stanford x Reader)
Fanfic:"Something Olde, :Something New, :Something Borrowed, :Something Blue, :And a Sixpence In Your Shoe" :-------------------------: Your Grandfather has died, leaving you with a few acers of land, and an old family home. He was the only one to ever su...