Stella

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(Stanford's P.O.V.)

"St-Stella..?" I couldn't believe my eyes, my wife was still alive. But, how could she still be alive in this alternate universe? It doesn't make sense.
"What happened? Did you see Tiffany and Ryan around here? They went off somewhere." She asked me. I hugged her and she hugged back.
"I've missed you, Stell." I mumble in her hair, my fingers going through her silky locks.
She giggled. "You've been out here for only two hours,"
"R-right.." I chuckle nervously. We followed Stella to the shack. I was starting to get worried about my kids.

(Ryan's P.O.V.)

I am sick of Uncle Stan and dad always fighting! What the fudge? Is it because of me? Because of mom? Why do they keep fighting?!
"Gee, I don't know, Ryan." I realize that I've been ranting the whole time, those questions I've been asking myself were said aloud.
"I just don't understand why." I sat down on a rock, taking my hat off. Tiffany sits down next to me. "Well, I know it's not your fault that's for sure. Dad and Uncle Stan used to be best friends but then Uncle Stan broke dad's science fair project that was supposed to be his ticket for this college West Coast Tech." She told their story.
"So, we wouldn't exist if dad went to that college?" I asked her.
"Well, seeing that mom and dad dated since high school, that would be a 50/50 chance. I mean, they would have a long distance relationship which is not a good thing. So, possibly no." She claimed.
I chuckled. "I barely understood what you just said."
"Yeah, that's because you didn't go to college." She punched my shoulder playfully. We laughed. It unusual to see my sister laugh since she's always working. "But seriously, we should go find the others."
"Agreed." We walked back to where the others were while joking around. We didn't even realized we were walking towards the shack. We went in anyways. We saw the family and..mom.
"M-mom..?" We mumbled.
"Ryan, Tiffany, where're the biscuits?" She asked us.
"What biscuits?" We asked simultaneously, confused.
"Um, Stella?" Dad took mom to the other room.
"How is mom still alive?" Tiffany asked Uncle Stan.
"This is an alternate universe, kid. I guess she hasn't died yet." Stan responds rather lazily.
"I miss her so much though," I mumble. We heard footsteps and mom was looking at us with a shocked face.
"So, let me get this straight, all of you are from some kind of different universe and your gadget malfunctioned or something?" She asked. We nodded. "Lord, so where's my original family?" She muttered.
"Um we don't know." Mabel responded.
"We'll be leaving soon and you'll see them, I promise Stella." Dad hugged her. She hesitantly hugged back, probably uncomfortable with hugging another version of dad.
"My husband should have some stuff downstairs. You can use that to fix your..thing." She gestured to the machine in dad's hand.
"Thank you, Stella." Dad went down the hall.
"I don't know what to think of this." She mumbles to herself. "Oh, I. Sorry, are you folks hungry?" She asked us.
We all were sitting at the table eating some soup and bread. The table was mostly silent besides the "Twenty Questions" with Dipper and Tiffany questioning mom. I feel bad for her while she was being bombarded with questions. Mom was happy yet seemed a bit uncomfortable to answer. Mom had to excuse herself to bring some supper to dad probably in the basement.
Suddenly, we heard a knock at the door. Tiffany walked to the door and I followed out of curiosity. She opened the door and Bill was standing there. She quickly closes the door, looking slightly panicked.
"Heck no am I letting him in." She claimed. I pushed her aside and opened the door and he was still there.
"That's not how you treat someone in the 1920's, darling." Bill lets himself in, pushing me rudely. He walked towards Tiffany. "My, my, how lovely you look, darling." I can see his eye looking her up and down. I growl.
"What did you do, Bill? I know you sabotaged that crystal."
He chuckled, holding her waist. I walk over to them, but Bill snapped his fingers and I was frozen in place. "I just wanted to have some fun,"
"What's your next plan, then? Send us to another universe where I love you? Where we meet our reverse versions?" She sarcastically questioned.
"Oh, you're so clever, dear." He dipped her, holding her wrist in one hand and her waist in the other. "I might just send you and only you where we can be together forever." He cooed. I was gagging in disgust.
"Let me go, Bill! I don't want your filthy hands on me!" She exclaimed, wiggling out of his grip.
"Aw, my little human is struggling, how cute." He leaned in closer to he face.
"I suggest you take your hands off my daughter before I get absolutely angry, Cipher." I saw dad walk towards my sister and Bill. He lets her go, causing Tiff to fall on her bottom.
"Alright then, Sixer. But, I'll be back soon." He left and I was able to move again.
"Are you two okay?" Dad asked us.
"Yeah, we're okay. Did you fix the crystal yet?" I asked him.
"Yes, now get Stanley and the kids and let's go." He ordered. We walked to the kitchen to announce that dad fixed the machine.
"You all have a safe trip home now," Mom waved goodbye as we walked outside of the shack. Dad turned the machine on and again we were surrounded by bright lights.
'Where's Bill gonna send us now? He did sabotage it, but let's just hope we get back home.' I thought to myself.
The light disappeared we were in the shack. Something didn't seem right though. The atmosphere here seemed a bit uneasy and dark. I looked around and saw something or someone in the kitchen.
"This isn't home."

A/n: I'm making this into a little mini series now, so enjoy the alternate universe they'll be going through! Bye! ~Gravity_Faller

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