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Fortunately enough, the Bible surprisingly opens on “Matthew” and your eyes just so happen to land randomly on the verse 18: 20…

In a panic, you don't exactly read what it says, much less process it, you just hope it is enough to remind your friend of his beliefs, convince him maybe. A dirty tactic, really, to use his religion against himself… Not your proudest moment.

“Then- Then Peter came up and said to him, “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him?” you raise your voice and even go as far as to raise one of your hands. Was it not for your trench coat, you might have passed as a pastor “As many as seven times?”

You're aware the ‘brother’ this Peter mentions is not a brother by blood and yet your mind drifts to your own… Your twin who may be in trouble. For once you want to be there to help him… it's the least you can do after he helped Bill steer off the [Journal 1].

Fiddleford has that look of shock that you always had to fight not to laugh at, it's silly and definitely not fitting for the situation but it twists into an ugly scowl soon enough.

You're vaguely aware he's reaching for something but your eyes skim over the words on the page and your passionate hand, that had lifted as if you truly cared about the Word, slowly began to drop as you said the words softly to yourself:

“Jesus said to him… “I do not say to you seven times… but seventy-seven times”

The smell of toffee peanuts assaults your nostrils and you scratch your nose despite knowing it's all in your head. You recall the sidewalk you saw through your window and wonder if Stanley had seen the window from the sidewalk…

It's a silly thing to wonder about. Of course he had.

Stanford had forgiven Stanley plenty, really. Stanley had a knack for messing up after all, always getting into trouble in class, with father and even mother.

…

How many times had Stanley forgiven Stanford?

How many times has Stanley gotten into trouble because you were always seen as the well-behaved one? And how many times had Stanley been wrongfully accused of some science project of yours gone wrong or haywire?

How many times has Stanley been ditched for said science projects? How many times had Stan waited for you to turn up at the beach to work on the Stan'O'War, that silly ship you two loved so much, but were too deep in a book to remember to?

And how many times had Stan come and made a problem about it? Had made a fuss?

You… don't recall. There's nothing to recall… Stanley simply never really took it to heart-

No… He simply never confronted you about it.

Suddenly, you're reminded of a young Stan, sitting alone on the beach hugging his knees like he wasn't nearing 16. He refused to sit on his swing, opting for the ground for whatever reason…

You were late. Extremely so.

You two had agreed to meet at the end of school, just after you were done with homework. It was long past sunset.

How many times have you forgiven Stanley?

When you look up, when the smell of the sea water and toffee peanuts leave your mind, you're faced with the memory gun pointed straight at you… What you see, however, is the moisture in your friend's eyes as he shakes in place.

“You dare use my faith against me?!” Fiddleford roars, the gun in his hold making a clattering noise with the tremor in his hands.

“You don't have to forgive me, Fiddleford” you find yourself saying, surprised by how soft your voice sounds to yourself and by the small smile that you feel on your face “I'm pretty sure you've forgiven me far more than seventy seven”

Defeat. Warmth. Grief.

A series of emotions cross your friend's gaze and the judge gently sets the gavel down. There is no slam of a weapon, no destruction or cheer to never go back to it… The memory gun is simply placed back inside his robe.

“Admitting you were wrong and being okay with not having your way” the man before you massages their scarred temple as he steps down from the altar, a weary smile appearing upon his lips “you've changed, Stanford Pines”

“Although” Fiddleford steps closer to you tentatively, it reminds you of a wild animal, checking if you are safe to approach as though he isn't the one with the fangs and claws

“Sure is hard to imagine you came here without anything prompting you to”

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