Fantasies

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(Stanford's P.O.V.)

I was down in the basement again with Dipper and Ryan. Tiffany said she had to go with a friend to town for awhile. What a shame, for people would've been better than three. 'It's better than just having yourself to do this.' I thought, putting the screwdriver away.

"Hey, dad?" Ryan spoke.

"Yes, Ryan?" I asked, my attention still on the contraption ah hand.

"How did you and mom meet?" He asked me.

I hesitate to answer. No one in this family has ever mentioned Stella for awhile. "That's a story for another time." I reply.

"But, I'm curious-"

"Ryan, why don't you go check if Dipper needs help." I interrupt his sentence.

"Yes dad." He mutters. His footsteps echo as he walks to the other side of the room. I sigh, trying to get her out of my mind.

'Face it, you loved her and now she's gone because of you.' My mind told me. I blamed myself for Stella's disappearance.

"Did you see the new dress Tiff got a few days ago?" I heard Ryan talk to Dipper. I listen in.

"Mabel said she got some kind of long dress, but that's all I know." Dipper replied.

"Well, I snuck into her room earlier and saw a purple dress that looked expensive." Ryan said.

"Where did she get it from?" Dipper asked.

"I don't know, but Mabel said from an old friend."

'Could it be from..no, she hates him.' I thought to myself, continuing to work.

(Tiffany's P.O.V.)

Me and my friends were out eating sushi on our lunch break.

"Wait, you're saying that you and Bill went back in time to Saigon, Vietnam before the war and he got you a dress?" Toni asked me.

"Well, yeah. It was actually probably the sweetest thing he did for me since."

"Tiffany, have you lost your dang marbles? Bill Cipher is your ex." Kayla reminded me.

"I know, but he just seems different now."

"Tiffany, get your head out of the clouds and realize he stood you up at prom." Gwen said.

I look down at my plate, thinking about what happened in high school. I stood up and excused myself to use the bathroom. I walked over to the women's bathroom and approach the sink. I took off my glasses and splashed my face with water, feeling a lot more better.

'Don't listen to them. They're not the boss of you." A voice spoke in my head.

"Who's there?" I ask. It didn't answer. "I'm losing my mind." (A/n: Markiplier quote! "I'm losing my mind!") I told myself, putting my glasses back on after drying my face with a paper towel. I walk out of the bathroom and back to my friends.

(Dipper's P.O.V.)

Me and Ryan were out in the woods looking for something Grunkle Ford needed.

"Hey, have you noticed dad acting more strange?" Ryan asked me.

"What do you mean?" I question.

"I mean he's acting like mom doesn't even exist anymore. Before we went out here, I found a picture of her and dad just out in the open. I gave him the photo and he didn't even look at it, he just put it to the side." Ryan explained, looking through the journal.

"Maybe he was working and didn't bother to look at it?" I said.

He shook his head, "He wasn't even working. He was just writing something down. He even looked at me," Ryan corrected me. "what is going inside his head?"

I just shrugged.

(Bill's P.O.V.)

I was standing in a dark corner where Sixer couldn't see me. I had Stella's soul right in an orb. He thinks he managed to get the thoughts away, but let's see what happens when I show him his Dream.

(Ford's P.O.V.)

"Stanford?" I heard my name being called. I turned around, hoping it was Dipper and Ryan but it was a young woman with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes.

"St-Stella.?" I stuttered.

"Stanford, you've been down here too long. Come join me and Tiffany." A four year old girl came up from behind Stella. She had six fingers on her little hands.

'Am I dreaming?' I thought to myself. Stella held her hand out while Tiffany jumped up and down.

"Come on, daddy! Play!" She exclaimed.

~

"Dad...dad.!" I heard someone. I saw Ryan and Dipper staring at me. "Are you okay, dad?" Ryan asked me.

"Y-yeah, just a little tired that's all." I lie.

"Well, where do you want these crystals?" Dipper asked, showing almost a bag full of colorful crystals.

"Just leave them by my desk and you two are free to do anything." I said, walked to the elevator. Was it really just my own fantasy?

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