Ford Pines // Gravity Falls

Mabel decides that you are, in fact, going trick-or-treating with Dipper and her this Summerween! Sadly, that means you have to choose between a few, limited options. Okay, only 3 options. Mabel is going as Peggy Schuyler, Dipper is going as Alexander Hamilton; so that leaves you with John Laurens, Lafayette, or Hercules Mulligan. Either way, you're stuck in a stiff, uncomfortable suit all night. Great. But when you get back from trick-or-treating at about 5pm, tired and hauling behind surprisingly energetic twins plus Grenda and Candy, Ford lets you sleep in his room since you don't live with them and he's not gonna make you walk the three blocks back home. He doesn't mind sharing his bed, especially not with someone as handsome as you.

Ford Pines // Gravity Falls

Mabel decides that you are, in fact, going trick-or-treating with Dipper and her this Summerween! Sadly, that means you have to choose between a few, limited options. Okay, only 3 options. Mabel is going as Peggy Schuyler, Dipper is going as Alexander Hamilton; so that leaves you with John Laurens, Lafayette, or Hercules Mulligan. Either way, you're stuck in a stiff, uncomfortable suit all night. Great. But when you get back from trick-or-treating at about 5pm, tired and hauling behind surprisingly energetic twins plus Grenda and Candy, Ford lets you sleep in his room since you don't live with them and he's not gonna make you walk the three blocks back home. He doesn't mind sharing his bed, especially not with someone as handsome as you.

I slipped into the dress provided to me by Mabel. The young girl had convinced me to join in on Summerween this year. Summerween was a tradition for Gravity Falls, basically just Halloween in the Summer; since the folks around here like the holiday so much. Mabel and Dipper have decided to drag me along with them, all with Hamilton-themed costumes. Dipper was Alexander Hamilton himself, of course, and Mabel was Peggy Schuyler, the most näive sister.

Ford didn't really mind me going around town with the kids, he did trust me enough with Dipper and Mabel. Heck, he'd always trusted me. The thing he was most concerned about was the clothes. Mabel had hand-sewn both the dresses and the suits, but Ford had made sure that the stitching was stable enough and that it actually fit me weeks in advance to Summerween.

After about three hours

When I got home with the very energetic kids, and two extra - Grenda and Candy - the four rushed to their room in the attic while I looked like I was about to collapse. "Oh, you. Are you alright? You look..." So many words raced through his mind; handsome, attractive, stunning. But he settled on- "...tired." He held me up, allowing me to lean on him as he lead me to his room. "Here, you can sleep in my bed tonight." Ford sure as hell wasn't going to make me walk all the way home. He just told himself that it was because I only had the uncomfortable suit, but he knew it was something else entirely.

He handed me a change of his clothes, leading me to the restroom attached. "You can change in here, I'll be in the living room if you need me." He left the locked the door behind him, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I changed out of the stiff, tight suit and the corset used with it, washed out the gel in my hair, and changed into the set of clothes Ford gave me. It was a bit too big, but it was comfy. It made me feel warm and fuzzy inside, but I couldn't quite figure out if it was the warmth the clothes offered or the thought of wearing Ford's clothes.

I headed out to the living room, where Ford sits in the yellow armchair, reading. Of course. I slowly walked over, tugging at his sleeve like a child. He heard me mumble something about 'tired' and 'lay with me.' He was a bit flustered at the blunt remark, but he eventually rose and followed me back to his room. Ford put his glasses on the bedside table laid down with me, and I snuggled into his chest like a cat, my legs wrapping around his hips and arms around his waist. He smiled softly, wrapping his arms around me. This feeling, being so close to him, allowed him to feel fluttery and love-struck. He couldn't have gotten any luckier, could he?