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Ford:’humming to himself as he was writing in his journal’now, to make sure i specify on this part so i don’t make the mistake of……….well, misunderstanding something when we really need the information the most, i don’t need another incident that ended with fiddleford being stuck to another creature for 2 days.
He shivers remembering fiddleford yelling at him.
Ford: ya, i don’t need another incident like that.
He continues to write down a few things in his journal.
Ford: Hopefully this will make sense, I do not need fiddleford scolding me for letting him get stuck to another creature.
Then he closes his journal and puts it away.
Ford: I wonder.
Then he stops when the doorbell rings, he raises an eyebrow at it, fiddleford wasn’t home right now, he was with his wife and son, and he had made sure to pack everything he needed so he could spend a lot of time with them.
Ford:’thinks’i wonder who’s at the door……….
He slowly stands up from his seat and walks towards the door, he peaks in through the peep hole and sees……….a lot of brown hair.
Ford: Hello?
He raises an eyebrow hearing groaning noises.
Ford: Is anyone there? If this is a prank, then you need to leave, i’m not in the mood to deal with some prankster.
He looks through the peep hole and jumps seeing a hand, he quickly backs away from the door and stares at it.
Ford:’thinks’what the……….is someone there? Why aren’t they saying anything at all? Do I even open the door?
Stanley: ford……….
Ford:..........stanley?
Stanley: h-hey sixer…….sorry for the-
Ford: What are you doing outside my house?
Stanley: It's a long story, but I would appreciate it if I was let in, please? I’m starting to lose some blood out here, and I don't know where else to go.
Ford: What?!
Then he opens the door and his eyes widened seeing Stanley holding his side, blood slowly dripping down.
Ford: Stanley?!
Stanley fell onto Ford's arms, so he had to take him inside, he lays stanley down on the couch and frowns, Ford doesn't care that the blood was staining the couch, he grabs a huge cloth and starts to put pressure against the wound.
Ford: Stay with me, Stanley.
Stanley:................
Ford: Stanley?
Stanley: I feel tired, ford…………
Ford: Don't you dare fall asleep, Stanley, you need to be awake, you're losing blood and you can go unconscious at any moment, just stay awake for a bit longer, please, just talk about anything you can think of.
Stanley: Anything I can think of?
Ford: Yes, I don't care what it is, I just need you to talk long enough so I can treat your wound and get you to a hospital.
Stanley: ok………
Ford: now-
Stanley: I'm sorry for ruining your chance of getting to a good college…………i didn’t mean to, i swear………….
Ford:’looks at him’
Stanley: I swear it was an accident, I just didn't want to make you angry so I tried to fix it, but I should have told you……..
Ford: You should have told me, Stanley, I would have been mad but I would have been also grateful that you told me what happened.
Stanley: I just didn't want them to think I did it on purpose, but I guess that backfired, I was just scared……….
Ford: You were scared?
Stanley: I was scared of losing you, we were always talking about how we were going to do things together, but when you started to talk about going to college and doing your own thing, It felt like you were forgetting the promise you made, how we were going to be on a boat out in the ocean……….
Ford: Stanley, we were kids, we were going to change………we were going to grow up, we were going to gain new interests……..
Stanley:...........i’m really pathetic, am i?
Ford: stanley-
Stanley: It's true, Ford, I was so scared of letting you go that I ended up holding you back, I'm sorry…………I'm so sorry, ford.
Ford:............
Stanley:’chuckles a bit’i'm sorry I was trying to drag you down with me, but I ended up in a horrible situation myself, i pissed off the wrong people and got shot………hey ford, when did you turn on the lights?
Ford: I haven't.
Stanley: It looks so pretty…………so pretty, it’s so bright and pretty to look at, I think I see an angel……….
Ford: Stanley, don’t go into the light! Don’t you dare! Stanley! You better keep your damn eyes opened! STANLEY!
Later…………
Ford:’pacing back and forth at the hospital’
Doctor:’walks towards him’stanford pines?
Ford:’looks at him’yes, that’s me.
Doctor: well, you did a good job at slowing down the bleeding but I'm afraid that his wound was infected, and I'm afraid the infection is getting worse, he's going to need to be in the hospital for a while, and we're keeping a close eye on him so I'm afraid you can’t see him right now, But we will give you update on his status.
Ford: ok.
Doctor: Is there anything we need to know about him?
Ford: I haven't seen him in years……….and he didn’t see who it was………but he knew where I was and came to me as soon as possible.
Doctor: It was a good thing he did, or it would have been too late.
Ford:...........is he going to be ok?
Doctor: We'll do our best to make sure he’s ok.
Ford: Thank you, and let me know when I'm able to see him, I understand the concerns you have about his wound.
Doctor: Yes, we want to make sure the infection doesn’t get worse, but I promise to call you as soon as possible.
Ford: thank you’walks out of the hospital’
He looks at the sky and closes his eyes, his hair blows in the wind, he rubs his head and looks at his hand.
Ford: What am I going to do now?
Meanwhile, Stanley was in the hospital bed, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, he slowly held his hand up.
Stanley: Stanford?