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I throw my notes on the table. Don't act surprised, I absolutely took notes of the journal.

"Here!" I exclaim as I find the page I was after.

A wheel. A prophecy. Ice bag, a Llama, a shooting star, a pine tree... so many symbols. But they all make sense. Well, mostly. There's a few things I'm still confused about. But everyone except great uncle Ford is here. Once we have him, we can destroy bill, for good.

After explaining this, no spirits were lifted.

"So we're stuck. Becausebyhe shack is the only safe spot around and we cant get there without being seen." Grunkle Stan throws his hands up in defeat.

"What if we took the shack to him?" Asjs fiddleford. We all ignore him. Wait- that's actually a good idea.

~majestic time skip~

~Oh no! A Budget cut! Lucky for us, Soos has agreed to finish the fic~

We got like a totally ras robot house dudes. We took it to Bill, fought him off, rescued other stan, and did this circle thingy on the ground which sucked Bill into it and ge was banished to the demon realm! Then there were a lot of explosions and stuff. Then we all ate tacos while the fbi tried to, like, figure stuff out.

Stan abd other Stan decided to take Sipper and Mabel with them on their adventures. They got a boat. And Bill got to go meet Giffany and grandpa! Totally the end, dudes. Happy ending for the WIN!


OK. So. It's the author now. This chapter was trash, as we're the last few. I wrote them with no inspiration. This one was written with pure spite and guilt. I couldn't NOT finish. Even if it took nearly a year. So there.

I am absolutely not ever editing this garbage pile.

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