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you're not gettin' your mannequin back.

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❛ I don't even know what you said , but I don't need to. ❜ Just allowing himself to be grabbed. Hell yes. Hell Yeah Babey.

" Athbhliain faoi mhaise daoibh ! " Grabbing @jerseyskings by the collar and kissing Stanley cartoon style. Man she loves human festivities.

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. . man , if I knew there was gonna be a show , i woulda' brought popcorn.

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He laughs yet again. They both have their guilt , he's sure. Their own nagging voice in the back of their head that says that they're the one to blame. And to think thirty years ago they both blamed each other. ❛ Now you're talkin'. We haven't seen nearly as many babes as I thought we would. ❜

The grin that forms as Ford swats his hand away comes naturally , as if it's been there his entire life. This is what he worked for thirty years to have. Frankly , he's still surprised that it actually worked. He's not quite convinced that he deserves it , though. ❛ Thank you. It's that easy. ❜ For a moment , his joking tone wavers as he watches his brother tense up. Neither of them say anything , but he knows when something's wrong. The way his hand twitches doesn't go unnoticed , nor does the pause he takes to breathe. In , out. He doesn't say anything - not now. Even though there's a deep urge to ask. To pry. To try and get him to say what's bothering him ―― but that's not how that works. Stan knows that now. So , instead , he allows the moment to pass. That's a question for another time.

❛ Oh , come on. They're getting paid regardless of what kinda weirdos walk in the door. Who cares if a guy wants a discount ? ❜ That only means " no bartering while Ford's in the vicinity. " He can work with that. ❛ You're no fun. But hey , that's fine , I'll just go back to pickpocketing like a heathen. ❜

the late start ... there's this sadness that washes over me then. i can't help but feel like that had been my fault to begin with. i'm silent for a moment before looking at my brother, giving him a small smile. "a late start just means we better pick up the pace with this adventuring ... if our bodies will let us." i don't have it in me for that heavy of a conversation right now, not when we're chatting like this.

i sway slightly to the side as stan punches my shoulder, letting out a soft 'hey' as i swat at his fist. "fine, we'll get some damn tylonol." i say with a sigh ... and yeah, i'm playing up the dramatics a little bit. why the hell not.

for a fraction of a second, when stan uses my childhood nickname, i freeze up a little bit. my hand twitches at my side and i remind myself to breathe. there's this frustration that i feel with myself for reacting this way to a nickname ... i suppose it has more meaning now, but stanley doesn't know that.

"stanley those poor employees." i try my best to continue on with the conversation, tisking quietly. "you are not bartering for anything while we are on this trip unless the setting is appropriate. we need to go to a store, not a flea market."

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❛ Hey , you can't fault kids for dreamin' big. Besides , we didn't figure in the late start. I'm sure if we were sleepin' on this bunk bed fourty years ago we wouldn't have been complaining. ❜ He can't truly remember the last time they've had a conversation without immediately butting heads in one way or another. It's gotten easier , though. And he's sure the longer they sail , the easier it'll get. . . but he's not sure how long his sea legs'll last him at this rate. Or his back.

He scoffs , forming a fist to playfully punch him in return. ❛ Not everyone has every drug name memorized , y'know. ❜ He waves a hand dismissively. ❛ You can barter with anyone if you're persistent enough , Sixer. Sometimes if you ask enough they'll just let ya' take it ! ❜ That's called stealing. Not that it matters to him what it's called.

i let out a chuckle, shaking my head from side to side. "we were a bit ambitious, weren't we?" it's nice ... this. reflecting on life and not trying to rip each others head off. the one thing we were right about was the fact that we worked well as a team. i cherish that even more now ... considering i hadn't for so long.

i roll my eyes at stanley's comment, elbow jutting out to jab into his arm. "that is a perfectly reasonable way to refer to medications." i comment with a huff, smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. my expression turns exasperated then, brows furrowing. "you can't barter with a cashier! the prices are set in stone. if you want a cheaper price, take up couponing."

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alright.. here it is. it's still a wip but any opinions are very much appreciated

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i would drop stan's playlist but most of it is not at all serious

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ill change the theme tomorrow but :thumbsup:

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ignore the fact that i'm gonna be pinless for a little bit im changing up my graphics again

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❛ I'll be the first to say it , Ford : we weren't thinkin' of anything when we came up with this plan. ❜ But that's not entirely true , is it ? There was one thing and one thing only on their minds when they made that plan so many years ago. Each other. It didn't matter where they went or how they got there , as long as the two of them were together. There's a pang of guilt that digs deep into his chest when he thinks about it for too long.

❛ Aceta - ❜ He scoffs. ❛ Do you really gotta call every drug by it's full legal name ? ❜ He's not actually bothered by it , though. It's just another thing to poke fun at. And it's not like he's going to say no to painkillers. ❛ Y'know , I don't think that idea's half bad. It's been a while since I've done some good old - fashioned bartering. Wonder if I could get us a good deal on 'em. ❜ And if he can't , he's got a plan B that hasn't failed him yet.

i mirror stans laugh, head tilting back a bit as i chuckle. "maybe we should have given the sleeping arrangement a bit more thought. but when we thought up this ridiculous plan we didn't seem to mind bunk beds and cheap mattresses." ridiculous, sure, but there's no malice behind my words. it was ridiculous, two men our age deciding to sail around the world parading as pirates ... almost as ridiculous as two eighteen year old boys doing the same. but ... that is part of the fun.

"you said it, i didn't." i say with my hands raised in feign surrender. that was one thing stanley and i had in common, our stubbornness. must be a pines family trait. "the next time we are on land, we should make sure to grab some acetaminophen." my hand reaches down, resting on the small of my back. "and maybe ... take a look at some mattress toppers."

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@6err asked :

"should we have invested in better mattresses for our bunks? my back is killing me." ( for stan !! it's time for old man bonding on the stan o' war ii )

❛ Y'know - ❜ Now , Stan isn't exactly keen on admitting just how old his body feels. His back's been aching for about twenty years ― and he knows most of that is thanks to his posture. However , he'd be lying if he said that sleeping on these bunk beds hasn't gone and made it worse. ❛ I really thought that mattresses were gonna be the least of our worries. ❜ And it does pain him to agree with Ford ( most of the time ) , but this time he brings up a pretty good point.

❛ Maybe we should've , but I'm a stubborn old man , Ford. ❜ He shrugs before barking out a laugh. ❛ We've made our beds and now we're gonna lie in 'em. Even if it means finally feelin' our age. ❜

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The magic 8-ball

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🎧 A song used for writing my muse & 🎆 A song my muse would sing or dance to ( for stan!! )

song associations - accepting !

🎧 A song used for writing my muse

whatever it takes - imagine dragons.

Hypocritical, egotistical Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical

this might be a weird one but it just gets me into the mindspace that stan has where he just has to keep going. even after the events of the show i think he’s still stuck in that permanentstate of fight or flight , and he’s always choosing fight. ( this is also on my ford playlist. never be enough, i’m the prodigal son. i was born to run , i was born for this. )

🎆 A song my muse would sing or dance to

is it cheating to say any abba song ever ? is that cheating ? i think it’s cheating. i’m not going to take the easy route and say an abba song , so i’m going to say this instead :

i fought the law - the crickets

I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won

it’s right on the end of the 1950’s , but it still has that classic rock sound that Stan would’ve grown up dancing to at the Juke Joint ( his favorite 50’s themed 70’s diner ) though i do think he’d make comments about how when he fought the law he won.