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Finally, they were able to roam and explore the entirety of Glass Shard Beach on their own. No longer did they have to worry about the condescending eyes of their father nor the overprotectiveness of their mother as they excitedly jogged along the coast. When they arrived to a new part of the beach, they explored every inch of it they could. When they came to a boarded up hole in the rocks, Stan didn’t hesitate to punch it open. After all “brains and punching” right? The both stepped in, wide eyed with wonder. What lied ahead neither knew, but both were excited with the anticipation of a new adventure. Stan ventured forth, Ford remained still.
“What’s wrong Ford?” Stan asked when he noticed his brother was no longer by his side.
“Are you sure we should go in there?” Ford questioned, his excitement turning to worry. “I mean it must of been boarded up for a reason.”
“We’ll be fine Sixer,” Stan reassured confidently. “Come on,” he urged as he grabbed Ford’s hand. “Just think of all the awesome stuff we’ll find in here,” he finished with a small grin.
Ford instantly felt butterflies in his stomach. He couldn’t tell if it was from worry, or from Stan’s hand in his. Stan wasn’t the touchy-feely type, so these rare occurrences always had Ford feeling a bit weak in the knees. Swatting away the butterflies, he finally gave Stan a small nod of agreement. And with that, Stan lead Ford deeper into the cave and to an adventure of a lifetime.