#tripledigits

[thehollydoll]

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[stcries]

@tripledigits wrote: " Here -- it's for saving the town or whatever, " Pacifica huffs with a roll of her eyes, holding out an expensive-looking chain toward the man. It was a family heirloom but she didn't much care for things like that. Peasants liked handouts on their birthday, right? ...yes, she was still adjusting to the fact she was among them. / @tripledigits !!

"woah hey, are you kiddin'? i just get this for FREE??--" his eyes are immediately blown wide at the sight of such a sparkly, and no doubt expensive, ornament. heck, maybe he was due a couple more of these for y'know, as she said, literally saving the world. he hadn't thought about it no, the act was selfless, he needn't no reward for protecting his family-- but now that she mentioned it...

even when it's taken into his hand, even when it seems like that's the end of it?-- stan still loops his other arm around her and quickly pulls her in for a hug. hey, she was practically family now, and you don't just escape from gift-giving like this without some good old affection. "thanks kiddo, really, i mean it. you've really got a heart of gold locked away in there after all, huh? just took a while for someone to pick the lock."

[nineandrunning]

" DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE SURPRISED BY THIS OUTCOME. " / bill for eleven @tripledigits

"This isn't what I wanted." There's grief there, but it's hollow. He's hollow. Alone. It's how it always ends up. He knew it would this time too, but it didn't make it better. It didn't make it easier.

He was so tired.

"Are you just here to point out the obvious?"

[nineandrunning]

"Don't give me that look, this is your fault." venzini for nine / @tripledigits

"Oh this is my fault? How exactly is this my fault?" He's not so proud as to avoid getting into an argument with a child. "What are you even doing out here in the first place? Shouldn't you be with your parents, wandering a rogue mall?"

[stcries]

flirty starters, accepting!

@tripledigits wrote: ❛ Stay. Please. Just a little longer. ❜ / Fidds for Stan @tripledigits

"heh, surprised you noticed, fidds. spent years hiding and sneakin' from the feds, guess i'm losing my touch." he's not even trying to hide the agitation and emotion in his voice, simply adjusting the satchel that draped over his shoulder, only glancing backwards just enough to meet the other's eyes.

damn, and here he was thinking he'd be able to sneak away without being noticed. well, ford wouldn't, he was too absorbed into that precious research and infatuated by that 'muse' of his, who would care if this brother just walked out again?-- it was the same as all those years ago.

"what, you gonna try and beg me to stay? i came out all this way to try and mend things with sixer after a decade apart, but look around, he's ignoring us-- don't lie to me, you can see it too." honestly, that's what agitated stan more. the fact his brother had such an amazing friend and work partner, but he was once again oblivious to what his actions were doing, how they were affecting those around him. for the 'greater good?' sure, but what about in the moment?

"you don't have to worry about me. i've been on the run my entire life, it's not like this'll be any different..."

[stcries]

@tripledigits wrote: " Your brother is often fond of secrets, it seems, " there's a laugh from the Axolotl, afloat in the cotton candy galaxy. He's not letting Stanley go home without a spot of conversation, it seems, circling him. " Curious. Not unlike yourself. " / @tripledigits teehee

“wha— who the HECK are you??” is he dreaming? honestly he’s not sure. maybe this was the result of some sort of junk food induced coma, or perhaps he’d been toying too much with one of his brother’s nerd gadgets? either way, stanley was just hoping someone pinched him awake. they’d dealt with one monstrous demonic entity already, and only just barely scraped by alive. they didn’t need another apocalypse this soon.

it’s only then and there he realises he’s floating in the middle of nothingness, losing balance for a brief moment and fluttering about before composing himself. but wait, hold that thought— “wait, my brother? you know sixer? oh who am i kidding, of COURSE you do.” this was stanford they were talking about, it’d be more concerning if he didn’t know what this giant floating pink thing was.

“look, if you’re here to infiltrate my mind, sorry bucko, someone’s already beat you to it,” he muses with a shrug. “but you’re more than welcome to try. can’t guarantee there’s much left up there though.”

[stcries]

disney’s hercules, accepting!

@tripledigits wrote: " before you say anything, it wasn't me. " / dipper for stan

“are you bein’ serious right now?” posture stands firm, arms folding across his chest, figure looming over the preteen with the same energy as a parent may to their own child. stan was used to having items swiped from under his nose, i mean you’re talking to a man who made a living out of stealing from others. and whilst it may be good and gives you an adrenaline rush, it’s not exactly the nicest feeling when it happens to you.

“i’ve been in this shop every day for the past thirty years, i know this place like the back of my hand, and you think i won’t notice when something’s gone missing? and here i thought you were supposed to be the smart one.” oh he’s not budging on this, you tried dipper, but you’re not pulling the wool over this man’s eyes that easily. “you can’t out con a conman, kid. now spill it, where’d ’ya put it?”

[stcries]

disney’s hercules, accepting!

@tripledigits wrote: “if you don't help him now, he'll die." / fidds @tripledigits :3

“wha?- oh for fucks sake!” the words leave his mouth almost instinctually at the sight before him. he hated that this was becoming a more common sight, finding his brother clinging to life almost every morning before the crack of dawn. on one hand, he’s conceded, of course he is, who wouldn’t be! but on the other hand, he’s more annoyed than anything, having been awoken from his beauty sleep to fix something that once again, could have easily been prevented.

“you don’t think i can SEE that? c’mon fidds, help me get his ass up off the floor.” is stanley more than capable of carrying his brother by himself? with how overworked and scrawny he seemed to be nowadays, it shouldn’t be much of a problem. but he’d be damned if he was the one doing all the work whilst there was another clearly able partner here. wasting no time in even waiting for the other to agree or not, he moves to wrap arms around his twin’s upper half, expecting fiddleford to go for the legs, and hoists him upwards.

“you think he’d listen to us for once in his god damn life, maybe realize that whatever that muse of his is ain’t nothin’ but dangerous! but nooo, he’s a grown ass man but still acts like a child.” you’d think being the older brother meant he was more responsible of the pair, and whilst that may be true on some levels, on others well … “ugh, just put him there on the couch, i’ll stick here whilst you find some first aid stuff, if you guys even have any in this place.” with how reckless they seemed to be in their endeavours of science? it wouldn’t surprise stan to be honest.