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dorizardthewizard · 3 years

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The Revival of Akillian: Chapter 11

Prologue / Chapter 10 / Chapter 12

11. SNOW KIDS VERSUS WAMBAS

Located on the edge of the marsh, the Jungle Stadium seems quite primitive from a distance: all in wood, poles and bamboo, covered with large hanging plants, crossed by a walkway formed from vines and flexible rods, accessible only by bridges of vines. Its technical tower, which supports the press and trainer pods, also made of wood, is adorned with a waterfall around which several plants flourish; curious decoration... but make no mistake: like all stadiums in the Galaxy, it is equipped by Technoid: synthetic memory turf filled with sensors, electromagnetic barriers, communication pods, referee terminals at high speeds, impact memory nets, exclusion pods, flying stretchers, giant holographic screens and so on…

In the dressing rooms, rustic but air-conditioned (a very attentive consideration from the Wambas for their guests, who have come from the cold), where a spherical screen suspended from a long bamboo pole shimmers, Aarch’s disconcerted team observe Thran, who is writhing in pain on the bench, hands on his stomach.

- Poor Thran, you really didn’t look at what was on your plate! - notes Micro-Ice.

- Please, don’t remind me… - Thran moans, pale and sweating.

- You have to be really stupid to eat that dirt! - criticizes Sinedd contemptuously.

- They invite us to eat, so we eat, it’s normal! - D’jok retorts. - It’s called politeness. Another thing you know nothing about!

- Tasting it was polite... oh... (Thran grimaces, doubled over) On the other hand, taking more was not a great idea!

- No way! How many times did you eat it?

He painfully raises three fingers.

- Well done, Thran! – scolds Rocket from the middle of the locker room. - You all heard Aarch: we absolutely have to win this match. And for that, we will need everyone!

- You think you can tell me what to do, new guy? - Sinedd barks. - Who do you think you are?

- Let it go, Sinedd! - warns D’jok.

- Thank you but it’s okay, I can defend myself. - assures Rocket.

He glares at Sinedd as if to say, “One more word and I’ll clobber you”, when Ahito wakes up with a start.

- I’ve got it! The Snow Kids!

They all stare at him, confused.

- What, weren’t you looking for a name for the team?

- Yeah, about two days ago! - Micro-Ice smirks. - You’re pretty quick on the uptake, Ahito!

- Yeah, the Snow Kids… I think it sounds good. You take Akillian… the snow, the sports… you put it together… you get the Snow Kids!

- Yeah… - muses D’jok. - It’s not bad at all. So who’s for?

All arms go up - even Thran, who manages to let go of his stomach. Only Sinedd does not participate in the vote.

- Me too, - says Aarch, who had just entered the locker room with Clamp.

- That’s fine with me, - approves the latter.

- You really like it? - Ahito is surprised, happy to have had a good idea.

- Yes, but a name alone is not enough. You also need...

-… beautiful brand-new football kits! - Clamp completes, his arms loaded with said jerseys.

- Oooh! Wow! Awesome!

He puts them on the table, and everyone rushes in to unfold their jerseys. They are blue and white, with two purple stripes on the arms, and the back is decorated with a large white number in a red circle. The same number is printed on the chest, but smaller, at the level of the heart.

- Awesome! – exclaims Ahito excitedly. - These are the same outfits that our players wore in Akillian’s heyday, can you imagine?

- It really does something to you… - sighs Micro-Ice, moved.

D’jok is quick to take off his T-shirt and put on the jersey.

- With this, we’re a real team now: the Snow Kids!

- That, we’ll judge on the pitch. - tempers Aarch.

While the Snow Kids rave about their outfits, Clamp, with a multi-function remote control, activates the spherical screen that displays a 3D football field.

- Alright! These will be your positions. - says Aarch. - Ahito in goal, Thran and Mei in defense, Tia and Rocket in midfield. Finally, the two strikers will be D’jok and Sinedd.

As he indicates each position, miniature figures of the mentioned players appear on the field.

- But what about me, sir? - asks Micro-Ice.

- You will be a substitute.

Sinedd laughs. Aarch turns to him.

- Something wrong, Sinedd?

- Ah! Uh, rhm… no no, nothing at all. Just something stuck in my throat… rh-rhm!

- But sir, I’m feeling on fire today, I swear! - Micro-Ice pleads. - Let me in and I’ll score three goals for you, minimum!

- Listen, Micro-Ice, being part of a team also means respecting the manager’s decisions. So, don’t argue!

- Yes, sir… - sighs Micro-Ice, lowering his head.

His disappointment is painful to see: for a moment, Mei could almost take pity on him.

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On the pitch and under the burning sun, the waterfall which tumbles down from the top of the technical tower reveals all its usefulness: misted by a judicious ventilation system, it disperses a refreshing spray over the stadium, which prevents players - especially foreigners - from being overcome by the heat before the end of the first half. Another delicate consideration from the Wambas… with its large masts and canvas canopies, the entire stadium evokes a huge sailboat stranded in the middle of the jungle. A puzzling image, reinforced by the standard Technoid equipment: very incongruous in this natural setting, fixed among the wooden constructions using vines and ropes.

- Are you okay? - D’jok asks Thran, as the Snow Kids move to their respective positions.

- Yes, I feel better… hey! They are even more impressive in their outfits!

Team Wamba has just arrived on the pitch. With their large eyes, pointed ears, hands and feet with three clawed fingers, and slender body with fine and powerful musculature, they evoke the elves of ancient legends. Expressing fair play, they greet their young opponents with a small wave of the hand before taking their positions.

- Focus, kick off in a minute! – announces Aarch, leaning over his control screen in the pod reserved for him, where Clamp and Micro-Ice have also taken their places. The latter sulks, sitting on the floor in a corner. He doesn’t even want to see the game: he no longer cares. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… 0, ticks the countdown on the monitors.

The ball bursts up from the centre, applauded by the crowd, composed mainly of Wambas. D’jok leaps up, but he is no match for Wouwambou, who starts out using the Roar. Haloed with golden sparks, he retrieves the ball in the air - his clawed foot grips it like a hand -, falls back smoothly on the field and whizzes past Tia and Rocket with a series of hyper-fast twirls.

Commenting on this game is Callie Mystic - she seems to have decided to follow the Snow Kids until the end of their journey:

- Let’s go! This is the first friendly game for Akillian’s new team, the Snow Kids. Immediate recovery of the ball by the Wambas, who lead their first offensive. Wouwambou directly evades Tia and Rocket thanks to his flux! He passes to Lun-Zaera who shoots - a shot blocked by a save from Ahito, the young Snow Kids goalkeeper, who immediately throws the ball to his brother Thran. Thran manages to dribble past two Wamba players and passes to Sinedd, Sinedd passes forward to Rocket, but it’s intercepted by the Wambas, who are on the attack!

Rocket, looking for Tia, does not see Lun-Zaera appear in front of him, shrouded in golden flames. He hesitates for a tenth of a second - enough for the fastest player in the Galaxy to steal the ball from him and storm the goal defended by Ahito, who this time has little time to sleep. Lun-Zaera comes across Mei on her way, who practically sticks to her and, with a skillful tackle, manages to deflect her shot: the ball ricochets against the upper bar of the goal. So much the better, because Ahito didn’t see it coming! His brother catches the ball on the fly, kicking it forward. The ball is picked up by a Wamba player perched on the technical bridge: an unconventional but authorized position, as long as his flux has allowed him to leap that far.

- What a game! - marvels Callie, who sees everything from multiple angles in the media pod. – This is far from a simple friendly match. The Wambas are not holding back, they’re imposing their rhythm in this game!

In a superb triple somersault, the Wamba sends the ball to the feet of a teammate marked by Rocket, who passes back to Lun-Zaera, who once again finds Mei in her way, managing to steal the ball from her this time. She passes to Sinedd, who takes advantage of a gap to attempt a forward breakaway, followed by an unmarked D’jok. Very quickly, Sinedd is stopped by two Wamba defenders, but instead of passing to D’jok, tries to dribble past them. He succeeds, only to be immediately tackled by a third who falls from the sky, taking the ball from him with a pirouette.

- What an idiot! – shouts D’jok, raising his arms to the sky.

- Oh dear, what’s going on? Sinedd seems to be refusing to collaborate with D’jok! – comments Callie. - Aarch will have to work on good cohesion in his team! Sinedd loses the ball, the Wambas quickly move up the field towards the opposing goal...

By a succession of highly acrobatic passes, the ball once again reaches the feet of Lun-Zaera, who whirls and shoots - once again, Ahito doesn’t see it coming: the ball is already in the net while he is still leaping.

- Goal!!! - Callie Mystic yells. - Taking advantage of a clumsy initiative from Sinedd, the Wambas have just scored the first goal!

Thunderous ovation from the crowd in the stands, who applaud as much this beautiful attack of their team as the heroic resistance of the young Akillians. In the pod, on the other hand, Aarch is not celebrating at all:

- What the hell are you waiting for? - he yells into his microphone. – Get the ball to Tia!

Each player, with an earpiece, receives the message loud and clear. Right off the throw, Rocket manages to snatch the ball away from an opponent and pass it to Tia on the other end of the field, in a beautiful, arced shot that draws a hum of admiration from the receiving player. Beset by Wouwambou, Tia has no other way out than to pass to Sinedd, who once again attempts a solo breakthrough. A Wamba tackles him, he dodges him with a jump and continues his charge, concentrated, ignoring his teammates - D’jok especially - who nevertheless signal to him. Good players, or wanting to give their goalkeeper a little work, the Wambas let him run...

- Sinedd is in possession of the ball again! - Callie comments. - He manages alone in front of the opposing goal, he shoots… what a masterful save by Bounzoff, the Wamba goalkeeper!

Despite his stoutness, he performs an acrobatic rear wheel kick in front of the net, magnified by a golden fire. The ball goes back to the middle of the field, miraculously intercepted by D’jok who immediately shoots - another save by Bounzoff, in an elegant somersault. Sinedd snatches the ball and shoots again - this time Bounzoff stops it with a hand. Spinning the ball on the tip of his big finger, he shakes a finger at the two breathless and crestfallen Snow Kids attackers.

- Bounzoff is certainly obstinate, - remarks Callie. - He has decided that today the ball will not go into his goal!

- What kind of play is that? - yells Aarch in front of his screen. – Are you playing football, or pinball?

The Wambas decide that this little interlude is over: from a very tight pass from Bounzoff to Wouwambou, they set out again. D’jok and Sinedd quickly retreat to the rescue of their defenders - overwhelmed by the dazzling attack of Wouwambou and Lun-Zaera, who exchange the ball at a remarkable speed, wiping out Tia and Rocket on the spot and confusing poor Thran, who does not know where to step. Sinedd then resorts to his treacherous blow which has done well on Micro-Ice: he dives forward and strikes the calf of Lun-Zaera, who flies into the air and falls on the lawn. Curiously, the terminal referees did not see the fault - perhaps they are rusty from the constant humidity... Wouwambou, who has already recovered the ball, performs a perilous leap over the Snow Kids defenders - the ball goes crashing into the net. Ahito didn’t have time to make the slightest movement to stop him.

- Gooooooal!!! - yells Callie Mystic. - Despite that foul from Sinedd that I thought I saw, but which the Wambas ignored!

- Sinedd, playing like this won’t get you anywhere! - Aarch shouts, pounding his fist on the table. - This goes for the rest of you too. Push forward, damn it!

- We could make a substitution, - suggests Clamp.

- Oh yeah, great idea! - Micro-Ice stands up.

- No, - Aarch refuses. - I want them to find their feet with this setup.

- Still, it was a good idea… - grumbles Micro-Ice, who sits down in his corner.

The match resumes. Rocket takes advantage of having recovered the ball (he does not quite know how) to pass to Tia while shouting at her:

- Go ahead, Tia! Try your luck!

She takes to the ball at her feet... the more she runs, the more she feels this fabulous energy invade her, electrify her, overflow in blue waves. Suddenly, the Wambas seem slower to her: she avoids one, jumps over a second who has attempted a slow tackle, then passes back to Rocket who, immediately after receiving the ball, shoots it back in a beautiful, twisted angle.

- What’s happening? - cries Callie in awe. - Tia seems to be using the Breath of Akillian, it’s incredible! As you can see, dear holo-spectators, it is indeed the Breath that was believed to have disappeared!

Two Wambas try to retrieve the ball in mid-flight, but Tia takes off in a column of blue lightning, followed by Wouwambou all in golden flames, who gazes at her in admiration - the Breath! She has the Breath! - then falls back, letting her shoot... again, Tia, who is nothing but crackling energy, feels her foot swinging off like a powerful pendulum, hitting the ball which shoots towards the Wambas’ goal. This time it is Bounzoff who isn’t fast enough: despite his lightning reflexes, the ball sinks into the net in a splendid shot.

- It’s a gooooal!!! – exclaims Callie Mystic. - The first goal of the young Snow Kids against the skillful Wambas, thanks to a fantastic shot from Tia boosted by the Breath of Akillian! What a feeling, dear holo-spectators!

Delirium in the stands: the audience cheers this goal as if it were their favorite team that had scored it. So are the Wambas...

The Snow Kids jump around, clapping each other on the shoulder and hugging each other. Rocket would love to kiss Tia but he doesn’t dare, and just hugs her briefly - she pulls away immediately. Only Mei and Sinedd do not share the general enthusiasm: both are jealous - for different reasons.

- Woah!! - Micro-Ice also jumps to his feet, after seeing the nice slow-motion action on Clamp’s monitor.

- There! This is exactly how you should be playing! – Aarch finally rejoices.

- The Snow Kids are back in the match, revived at 2-1 after a spectacular goal from Tia, their young prodigy! - declares Callie Mystic.

To resume play, Rocket decides on his own to place Tia as the third attacker. Receiving no comment from Aarch in his earpiece, he assumes that decision is correct. Tia therefore finds herself facing Wouwambou, who looks at her strangely. He is in the grip of a painful internal conflict: on the one hand, a new respect for this player who masters her flux so well, on the other this “contract” with Artegor Nexus, which he must honor... he closes his eyes and clenches his fists. He would like to be a thousand miles from here, still sick on Akillian... and to never have met Artegor Nexus.

The ball shoots up from the center and the match resumes. Very fast, very physical, very acrobatic: this time the Wambas are no longer laughing, they know that they have at least one challenging opponent ahead of them.

- Tia has already recovered the ball and is moving up the field at high speed, she dodges all her Wamba opponents, it’s incredible! - Callie exclaims in wonder.

In fact, this battle comes down rather to a duel between Tia and Rocket on the one hand, Wouwambou and Lun-Zaera on the other, the rest of the players being reduced to the role of extras. Using the Breath sparingly but with unmatched precision, Tia intercepts balls from her adversaries and controls those sent to her by Rocket, who, even if he does not have the Breath, has precision in his shots down to the millimeter. Callie Mystic notices:

- Tia seems unstoppable! Thanks to a one-two with Rocket who returns the ball to her with pinpoint accuracy, she reaches the Wamba penalty area. She is caught by Wouwambou who rushes towards her, also boosted by the Roar…

As Tia takes off for her famous cannon shot, Wouwambou also tears himself off the ground… he hits Tia on the fly, at full power, at full speed. The shock of the two bodies “doped” by their respective fluxes is equivalent, on scale, to an airplane crash in the air. Both crash to the ground, devastated.

- Foul!!! - shouts Callie Mystic. – An unfathomable foul from Wouwambou, captain of the Wambas, renowned for his fair play! What happened to him?

Wouwambou, more solid and muscular than Tia, is just stunned and gets up quickly. Tia, she remains unconscious...

The two teams come running, alarmed. Rocket exchanges a look with Lun-Zaera, from which he reads a reflection of his own dismay. Angrily, D’jok approaches Wouwambou, but is blocked off by Bounzoff who snaps at his confused captain:

- What’s going on?! What’s the matter with you?

- I… I think I had trouble controlling my strength. I am sorry…

The Wambas do not know how to lie, and there is some truth to Wouwambou’s words: this is not how he intended to eliminate Tia; he just wanted to stop her relentless attack, so the Wambas wouldn’t be ridiculed by this newbie kid. He hadn’t thought Tia’s Breath was so powerful, hadn’t calculated that within him the Roar was at its peak, swollen with anguish over his dilemma. Indeed, he didn’t consider any of this... it was unquestionably a foul. A serious foul.

Resigned, he lets himself be taken by the exclusion pod, which will suspend him for five minutes ten meters above the ground. Through its glowing walls, he watches the flying stretcher carry Tia into the locker room... in any case, he feels he has accomplished his mission, to be even with Artegor Nexus. He wishes with all his heart that Tia, this little prodigy, will recover quickly from her injury...

The gong (a real gong, struck by a lavender-dressed servant) strikes half-time, which is timely. The entire Snow Kids team is in the locker room around Tia, still unconscious. Rocket leans over her and strokes her hair...

- Stand back! – orders Clamp. – Give her some space!

D’jok paces up and down, his anger still with him since Bounzoff had prevented him from telling Wouwambou exactly what he thought of him.

- Seriously, I can’t believe it! Such a serious foul in a friendly match, I find that disgraceful, right, sir?!

- Right now, D’jok, our main challenge is to find a way to heal Tia. Without her, the Snow Kids are no more, you understand?

- Don’t worry, I’ll get her back on her feet. - intervenes Dame Simbai, who appears at the locker room door. She walks over to Tia, carrying a bag of herbs and potions over her shoulder. - Dealing with a shock between fluxes is kind of my specialty, isn’t it, Aarch?

- Simbai, you are a blessing. - he smiles, reassured.

#galactik football #the revival of akillian #lets just keep pretending the white haired guy is wouwambou #hmm mei taking pity on micro-ice? i wonder if the author will do anything more with this sinedd-mei-mice thing

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erikcarson · 16 days

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nataliedanovelist · 4 years

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Meet the Pines

When ten-year-old Stanford Pines accidentally stumbles across a time machine, he then finds himself in the middle of a forest and somewhere he finally feels ta home.

For @persimmonpollywog, who inspired me to bring an idea to life.

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January 1960-something

Stanford held his jacket a little tighter around himself. It was chilly here in the wintry late-afternoon, but it was better being cold on the Stan O’ War than being warm at home. Here, no one called him a wimp. Here, no one saw him as a freak or a loser. Here, he was free to be as upset as he wanted to be. He didn’t want to cry, but if he couldn’t hold it in any longer than at least no one was around to see it.

Yesterday had been a bad day. Crampelter had cornered Stanford after school, while Stanley was busy talking to some girl, and eventually had the ten-year-old pinned to the cold concrete with a knee to his back, pulling his arm back and almost dislocating his shoulder until Stanley came and shoved the bully off his brother. All of the boxing lessons were starting to pay off as Stanley walked away with less scrapes and bruises than normal, but he still had to serve after-school detention today. The twins tried to hide their injuries on the way to the bathroom, but Ma saw them and knelt to look them over. Before Stanley and Stanford could convince their mother they were okay, Pa showed up and snapped, demanding if the boys had lost another fight and when they were going to quit getting their butts handed to them. Ma then stood and shouted at Pa and the two screamed at each other for what felt like forever while they fixed each other up with their first aid kit and spent the rest of the night in their room to avoid the fighting. No kid likes hearing their parents yell.

Stanford’s shoulder didn’t hurt as much anymore and the bruise on his back was still big and purple and black, but at least he could hide it. As much as Stanford tried to ignore it, even reading a book he normally would have enjoyed, the voices in his head kept on shouting at him.

“Dorks and losers!”

“FREAK!”

“When are you gonna stand up for yourself like a man?!”

“DON’T TOUCH ME!”

“Watch it, Six-Finger’s got the plague!”

“You’ll NEVER make any friends!”

Stanford closed his book, shut his eyes, took off his glasses, and scrubbed at his eyes with a fist and pinched the bridge of his button nose to try to compose himself. Stanford then used his blurry vision to look down at his birth defect. His vision became even worse when more tears formed, eventually making the boy buried his head in his arms and he quietly cried. Crampelter was right. Stanford was never going to make any friends. No one would ever want him around.

Okay, maybe Stanley did, but he wasn’t here right now, and how long it would be until Stanley decided he was tired of being made fun of? Stanford truly believed that Stanley was cool enough to make it on his own. He’d bet his chemistry set that if Stanley had never defended Stanford, never been his brother, he wouldn’t be made fun of as much as he was now. Sure, Stanley Pines messed up a bunch, but he was funny and smart in a way you can’t teach to somebody and girls seemed to like him. What was stopping him from getting any gal he wanted and being an all star boxer or a superhero? His freak of a twin. The mistake.

These thoughts plagued and poisoned Stanford, who let them flow and then leave him. While he didn’t disbelieve these bad thoughts anymore, they were no longer screaming at him, so he had the strength to go home. Maybe he’d feel better in his warm bed instead of the cold unfinished ship.

Stanford stood and smiled hopefully at the Stan O’ War. Last summer, right after the boys had turned ten, they had found the shipwreck sailboat in a cave and took it as their anchor for a better future.

“One of these days, you and me are gonna sail away from this dumb town. We’ll hunt for treasure, get all the girls, and be an unstoppable team of adventurers.”

Stanford carried that message with him nearly every day, and he doubted the day would come when he stopped. He picked up his backpack and started on the walk for home. The wind howled, making Stanford shiver, and he picked up the pace. He wished summer would get here, he didn’t like the cold. Something on the sidewalk in town nearly made Stanford trip, but he caught himself in time and turned to see what it was.

The boy raised an eyebrow to find a tape measure. It was black and yellow and had two weird triangles on it. “Huh. I don’t recognize that company.” He muttered to himself as he picked up the measurer. He pulled on the tape, as children will with these types of tape measures, and he realized too late that it didn’t read inches and centimetres; it read years, but Stanford had already released the tape and then he was gone with a flash.

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May 2016

After the flash was gone, one of the first things Stanford noticed was that he was warm. Really warm. And something was crackling behind him and smelled like burning fabric. Stanford threw off his backpack and stomped on it until the little fire went out. Once that panic was gone, new panic came as he realized he was in the middle of some woods. He had never been in the forest before, except for the little patches by the ravine, but the ravine was dangerous and only for stupid teenagers, so Stanford didn’t go there if he could help it.

Once he knew he was safe, he looked down at the tape measure. “What the heck is this thing?” He asked himself as he cautiously pulled out the tape. It read measurements of time instead of measurements of space. He slowly let the tape back in the machine and put it in his jacket’s pocket, deciding it would be best to try to figure this weird tape measure out later. More importantly, when was he?

Stanford looked around the fellow pines he was surrounded by and he smiled at the peaceful smell. It reminded him of the holidays and when Christmas trees would be up for sale at the park. Stanford understood his family didn’t celebrate Christmas, and he was fine with instead celebrating a holiday that lasted seven days, but he wished just once they would bring a pinetree into their house just to make all the rooms smell nice. Stanford could hear birds, for once not choking on glass or honking. They either tweeted or knocked on wood. Here, in the quiet and in the warmth, Stanford felt much better than he did five minutes ago, despite being in a strange setting and far away from home.

Stanford thought he could hear the vague sound of a car, and so the boy hurriedly followed him to it. Where there was a vehicle there was probably a town. Stanford saw a dirt road and watched as a car drove one way. He could follow it, but when he looked toward where the car had come from, he could have sworn he saw a wooden structure of some sort through the trees. Stanford emerged from the woods and walked alongside the road.

“Okay, the tape measure had been set to forward.” Stanford thought out-loud to himself to try to think clearly. “And if there’s cars, I’m definitely in the future, but how far? I didn’t see how many years ahead it sent me. Maybe I’ll finally meet a robot!”

As Stanford walked along the old road, it became clear to him that either he hadn’t time traveled that far into the future or he was somewhere considered “old” by this time’s standards. Stanford awed happily at an old cabin with a triangular roof with a big sign that read “Mystery Shack”, but the S was on the grass. There was a goat munching on a tin can and it looked at Stanford with it’s weird yellow eyes, but Stanford grinned at the goat and carried on his way.

“What is this place?” He asked himself. “Some kind of haunted house?” The word “Mystery” was enough to lure him towards the building and he saw a door with a sign that read “gift shop,” so Stanford decided to check that place out first.

A bell greeted him and Stanford smiled at the little shop. A pretty lady with a hat and a green question-mark t-shirt was at the cash register, helping an old lady buy a keychain with a spaceship on it. Stanford grinned as more and more things were his taste. There were baseball caps with pinetrees, question marks everywhere, some kind of Aztec wheel in the back, a monkey-fish - no! A Mer-key! - in a tank, and newspapers and magazines full of supernatural evidence. Stanford grinned and took a newspaper with a UFO on the front and opened it.

Before Stanford was too sucked into the story of the alien-sighting in Wyoming, he could hear the lady at the cash register groan and say to the old woman, “I’m sorry, ma’am, this drawer is always getting stuck. Here, let’s see if my husband has any change for you.” And they walked through a door with red curtains.

Stanford looked at the register. It looks pretty close to the one at Pa’s shop. Curious, Stanford sat the paper down and went over to the drawer. There was a toolbox open by the vending machine, so he borrowed a red screwdriver and pulled a flashlight out from his jacket and got to work to try to fix the cash register.

He found the clip that wasn’t releasing and managed to temporarily open the drawer, but the issue was, for the time being, you needed the screwdriver every time you wanted to open the drawer, so Stanford unscrewed some screws to look at the drawer’s workings and he patiently fixed the clip so it was hooked the way it should be. Stanford smiled proudly at himself, happy to help that lady, and he put the drawer back together and closed it with a little ding.

“Whatcha doin’, dawg?”

Stanford jumped a foot in the air and looked up to find the lady back with a big man beside her, the big man standing in Stanford’s way of leaving the counter. He was a chubby guy and reminded Ford of a gopher. He had a red fez with a golden crescent (kinda like Pa’s if Stanford was being honest) and he wore a suit and an eyepatch.

Stanford was shaking as he realized how bad it looked to have some kid standing by the cash; if this was Pa’s store he would have called the police. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I just wanted to fix your drawer, I’m sorry!” Stanford yelped and sat the screwdriver down on the counter and shoved his hands in his pockets; he didn’t want this big man to think he was stealing anything, cash or tools.

“Whoa, whoa,” The big guy said and with his hands up to stop him. He was smiling nicely at Stanford and he slowly began to calm down. “It’s okay, dude, I get it. You’re not in trouble. Now let’s see if you fixed this old girl.”

The big guy reached over to the register and pressed a button. The drawer slid open gracefully, making the lady and the big guy grin. “Wow. I’ve never seen that thing work so well.” The lady said.

“Me neither, and I’ve been here for fifteen years!” The big guy patted Stanford’s shoulder. “You did a good job, dude. I’m impressed.”

Stanford’s face suddenly felt really hot, like the kind of hot it gets when someone points out his six fingers, but his gut wasn’t squirming around in the usual bad way. And Stanford found it hard not to smile. “Th-Thank you.”

“Thank you,” The big guy said with a grin. “What do I owe you for a job well done?”

Stanford stared at the big guy, wondering if he was joking, but the big guy and the lady just smiled at him and suddenly he noticed how empty his stomach felt. “Can I have a snack?” And he pointed to the vending machine.

The big guy grinned and nodded. “Sure, dude! Hungry?” Right on cue, Stanford’s stomach growled. He held his jacket tighter around himself and blushed, but the big guy and lady just chucked.

“No wonder, it’s almost lunchtime.” The lady pointed out as her watch told her it was almost one.

“Well, hey, Abuelita would love some more mouths to feed.” The big guy said and asked Stanford, “Why don’t you ask your folks if you can join us for lunch?”

“My parents aren’t here.” Stanford said, unable to believe what was happening in front of him. “It’s just me.”

“Oh. Well, wanna stay for lunch?” The big guy offered nicely. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but we’d love to have you…”

“Yes, please!” Stanford answered happily. “Sounds like fun!”

“Sweet!” The big guy dipped his fez to the boy and said, “Mr. Mystery at your service, little dude! But you can call me Soos! This here my wife, Melody. Want a tour of the Mystery Shack before lunch?”

“Sure!” Stanford even pulled out his notepad and pencil from his jacket and held it ready for note taking.

Soos laughed, grabbed an eight-ball cane, and led the way through the doorway with red curtains. Stanford was amazed to find a little museum full of odd stuff! Left and right there were strange anomalies and attractions that were just the coolest! Stanford had only seen stuff like this in his dreams, and now it was all here in front of him.

Soos cleared his throat and declared, “Dear gentleman! Looking around my Mystery Shack, you’ll see many wondrous befuddlement, unlike anything you have ever seen before! Feast your eyes, on the dangerously adorable Unicat!” And he gestured to a fluffy orange tabby with a unicorn’s corn tied to it’s head. The kitty was sleeping on a fluffy cat’s bed and Stanford grinned and began to sketch it.

“Now beware, tourist, not only could this guy make you sneeze, Mr. Wiggles is so adorable he can literally bend you to his will.” Mr. Mystery warned with wiggling fingers. “One minute he’s purring in your hand and the next he’s biting your hand, but don’t worry, just give him a treat and he’ll be putty in your hands, dawg.” Soos pulled out a bag from his suit and asked, “Wanna give the Unicat a treat?”

Stanford grinned and happily let Soos shake a treat onto his palm. Mr. Wiggles woke up and sat patiently on the bed. Stanford gave it to him and scratched Mr. Wiggles under his chin while the kitty munch on his treat and purred. Then he was ready for his nap again.

“Up next, I give you a rare picture of a horse riding another horse!”

The whole thirty-minute tour Soos amazed Stanford with the Rock That Looks Like a Face, London Bridge made out of popsicle sticks, other strange photos and articles framed on the walls, and finally the good ole Sascrotch. Stanford attentively asked questions and Soos happily answered all of them.

This little guy was reminding Soos of a younger version of himself more and more. He was helpful and nice and kinda shy and quiet, but Soos could tell this dude was special. Soos wondered if Mr. Pines felt this way about him when he first came to the Mystery Shack.

Melody eventually called Soos and Stanford in for lunch and Stanford let Soos put a hand on his shoulder and led him through the “Employees Only” door. Stanford was surprised to find what appeared to be a house. Not that he was too surprised, Stanford’s family lived above their shop, but still. It looked like a really nice place to live. He had always wanted to live in a cabin! “Wow, you have a really nice house.”

“Thanks, dawg.” Soos patted his shoulder and pointed towards the kitchen. “Mm. Smells like Abuelita made tamales!”

Melody was fixing glasses of water while Abuelita stirred a pot. Stanford smiled at the old lady in an apron with soft old-lady skin. She smiled and shuffled over to the boy. “Aye! ¡Qué niño tan dulce! Hola, niño! Look at you! So thin! You must be hungry.” She cooed and made Stanford sit at the table so she could pile his plate high with rice, beans, and tamales. “Here, eat up.”

Stanford didn’t know much Spanish, but he did know one phrase. “Muchas gracias, señora!”

Ma was a great cook, but she didn’t look much Mexican. There was a taco place that was okay, but this was real Mexican food and it tasted so good! Stanford, who hadn’t eaten since lunch, was starving and happily cleaned his plate while he listened to Melody and Soos talk about work and their plan for the day. They occasionally asked Stanford something and let him talk, but Stanford was happy to quietly eat and the grown-ups respected that.

“Oh, you’re a twig, niño,” Abuelita commented as she carried the plate full of tamales over to him and gave him another. “Here, have some more.”

“No, gracias.” Stanford said politely, making sure to say thank you.

“I asked if you would like more tamales.” Abuelita said with a bit of a scary voice and a stern look. One glance at Soos and Stanford saw him smile and nod his head, advising to accept the food.

“Uh… si?”

“That’s what I thought you said.” Abuelita said happily and gladly piled four more tamales on poor Stanford’s plate.

A few minutes later, a door opened in the distance and a voice called teasingly, “‘Sup, Mr. Ramierez!”

“In the kitchen, Wendy!” Soos called back.

“Aw man, Dipper and Mabel not here yet?”

“No, bus doesn’t get here for a few more hours.”

“Dang it.”

Stanford looked at the doorway and his jaw dropped. A very pretty red-headed girl with freckles, a blue flannel, and one of those pinetree hats, stood with jeans and hiking boots. Stanford was kinda reminded of Stanley; they both gave off an atmosphere of confidence and bigger-than-what-you-expect attitude. Wendy looked at the new guy and smiled. “Great, did you two kidnap some kid?”

Soos laughed and ruffled his fluffy brown hair. “Nope! This little dude helped fix the cash register.”

“Oh, new handyman, huh?” Wendy asked as she stole a tamale off his plate and leaned against his chair.

“Well,” Soos shrugged and smiled at Stanford. “If he wants the job, sure.”

“Wait, really?” Stanford asked. “You want me as a handyman?”

“Sure! Why not? You know how to fix a golf cart?”

“Well, I don’t know if I…”

“Boom!” Soos threw a random question-mark staff t-shirt at his face and announced happily, “You’re hired! One size fits all, dawg! The golf cart’s okay for the most part, but it’s not quite charging right. Think you can look at the battery or the charger?”

“Oh,” Stanford was having a hard time taking this in. First these guys actually liked him, and now they wanted him to stay and work?! He grinned from ear-to-ear with shiny brown eyes, hopped off his chair, slipped off his jacket, and changed shirts as quickly as possible so he could put his jacket back on over his staff t-shirt. “Okay!”

“What’s your name, anyway?” Wendy asked as he patted his hard enough on the back that he went “oof.”

Stanford opened his mouth, but hesitated. If he was going to stay here, some time-cops might come looking for him. Or he might mess up the time-space continuum more than he has. But what if it was always supposed to be this way? What if Stanford Pines went missing and was never found again? What if somewhere there was an unsolved report of a missing boy that no one missed? What if Stanford had found that tape measure for a reason? Deciding to play it safe and making up his mind to start over and stay, Stanford quickly answered with, “Phil.”

~~~~~~~~~~

The golf cart was easy to find. Stanford popped the hood and saw the battery. It was a bit too advanced, not because of the technology, but because Stanford is only ten and had never fiddled with a car battery before, but he knew enough about batteries as a whole to teach himself what to do. It turned out the goat had chewed on the cord so sometimes the battery would receive charge, sometimes it wouldn’t, so all Stanford had to do was fix it with special black tape.

After that, Stanford went inside to see if anything needed to be fixed or to ask Soos what he wanted him to do, when he caught a glimpse of someone climbing up a ladder. Curious, Stanford climbed up and opened a little door to find Wendy up on the roof and sitting in a lawn chair.

“Whoa, what is this place?” He asked.

Wendy smiled with a soda in her hand and said, “Just my hang-out. Great place to come to hide from work. Wanna a soda, bud?”

“Sure, thanks.” Stanford smiled to see that familiar Pitt soda now in a can. Really weird, considering he was used to bottles, but he knew how to open a can and found he didn’t mind the change in containers for his drink.

“So, Phil,” Wendy said casually. “If you could go anywhere in the world, where and why?”

Stanford sat on the roof with his feet dangling off the edge. “I don’t know. I want to travel the world. I want to see it all.”

“An adventurer, I like your moxie, kid.” Wendy said. “Gravity Falls is alright, but I wanna go see a big city, like New York or even just San Francisco.”

“I’ve been to New York.” Stanford shared. It was true; the Big Apple was only an hour drive (two if there was bad traffic) from Glass Shard. “I wouldn’t want to live there, but it’s a nice place to visit. Lots of museums and historical records…”

Wendy laughed and shook her head. “You’d like my friend Dipper. He’s a nerd, too.”

Stanford’s cheeks turned red, happy that this pretty girl seemed to like him. Not that he ever had a chance with her! She was eighteen and he was ten. “Who’s Dipper?”

“My best friend.” Wendy said proudly. “He might be a nerd, but he’s also, like, the coolest guy I’ve ever met. A good friend, too. Hey, you’ll actually get to meet him today! He and his sister Mabel are coming to spend the summer and they’re supposed to get here some point today.”

“Cool! I’m excited to meet them. I don’t have any friends back home.” Stanford let slip.

“Well, you’ve got some now.” Wendy reassured the kid and lightly punched his shoulder.

Stanford punched back as he laughed and he then asked, “So, what’s your favorite type of snack food?”

“Oh man, I can’t just pick one. Popcorn’s a big one. Really, anything salty. You?”

“Does jelly beans count or is that a candy?”

“Naw, man, that’s a snack food.”

“Jelly beans it is, then!”

“Phil! The portable toilets are clogged!” Soos called from inside the shack.

Stanford took a minute to register who his new boss was talking to and then sighed and stood up. “Back to work.”

“Later, dork.” Wendy said with a wink and Stanford climbed down with a dorky smile.

The red head sighed happily as a breeze drifted by, free from having to make-up an excuse as to why she can’t attend to the bathrooms, and she sipped her soda and watched the sun slowly sink. A little while after Phil left, Wendy heard the familiar roar of a bus and saw it pull up to the tourist trap, but instead of a small group of tourists spilling out, two teenagers walked out with their arms full of luggage and a pig at their feet.

“YES!” Wendy stomped her boots on the roof and yelled, “THEY’RE HERE! DIPPER! MABEL!” Using her trusty pinetrees, Wendy climbed down and ran to her favorite pair of twins and hugged them. “I’ve missed you, you weirdos!”

“Aw, Wendy!” Mabel cooed.

“We’ve missed you, too.” Dipper assured her and the hug ended so they could look at each other properly.

Dipper had hit a growth spurt since last summer and was now an inch or two taller than Mabel. He wore an opened blue flannel over his orange t-shirt with his jeans and Wendy’s borrowed hat. As tradition, Wendy swapped Dipper’s pinetree hat for her fur cap back and they high-fived when Dipper fixed his cap so it didn’t cover his eyes. Mabel still wore her sweaters and skirts, but now her hair was only shoulder-length and her braces were long-gone. Today she wore her yellow “Hug Me” sweater with a pink skirt and headband to match.

“Wow, you guys look great!” Wendy complimented. She noticed Waddles making his way to Gompers and them falling asleep on the porch with the goat.

“Thanks,” Dipper said as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Can you believe we’re the same age as you when we met?”

“I know, right?! It’s so weird!”

“DUDES!” Mabel and Dipper braced themselves as a heavy man swept them up into his arms and squeezed so hard their faces turned blue. “I missed you two so much! I’ve got a bunch of new attractions to show you and fun stuff to do this summer! This’ll be the best one yet!”

“Soos, can’t breathe.” Dipper wheezed.

“Who cares?” Mabel said hoarsely. “Anything for a Soos-hug.”

Soos finally managed to let them go and he grabbed their suitcases for them. “Here, let me help you dawgs get settled in your room. You’re still cool with sharing with your grunkles, right?”

“Always are.” Mabel reassured him. With Melody and Soos in Ford’s old room and Abuelita in Stan’s old room, that only left the attic for guests, so every summer when the Pines family came home they had to share, but with two pairs of bunk beds and plants of woods for some alone time during the day, it was comfortable enough for the summer. Besides, it was a good way to make up for lost time during the fall, winter, and spring.

As Soos, Wendy, Dipper and Mabel went into the house by the back door, Mr. Mystery called out, “Hey, Phil! C’mere, there’s some dudes I want you to meet!”

“Who’s Phil?” Dipper asked.

“My new handyman!” Soos said proudly as he sat the suitcases on the stairs for a few minutes. “Really smart dude, fixed the cash register and the golf cart already!”

“Aw, you have your own wittle Soos!” Mabel exclaimed with rosy cheeks and bright eyes. “Well I can’t wait to meet him.”

“Yeah, he’s kind of a nerd like you, Dip-Dip.” Wendy added as she elbowed him.

“Well how long has he been working here?” Dipper asked.

“Just today.” Soos answered. “I really like him. I think he’ll end up being a member of the family soon enough.”

“Sorry, Mr. Mystery,” A voice called from outside. “I only got one toilet unclogged, but I’ll clean the others!”

“It’s okay, dawg,” Soos hollered back.

The door opened and the ten-year-old looked around. “You wanted to see me, sir?”

Dipper and Mabel dumbfounded. It was like seeing a cartoon character come to life. That little sunburnt boy in all those childhood photos Ma Pines and their grunkles had shown them was now right here in front of them in a Mystery Shack staff t-shirt and brown jacket, smiling at the little gang. He cocked his head and looked curiously at the teenagers, who were looking at him like he had lobsters crawling out of his ears. Embarrassed, Stanford’s face turned red and he hid his hands behind his back.

“Yeah, Phil, this here is Dipper and Mabel!” Soos introduced, writing off the twins’ reaction as shocked by the boy’s cuteness and Phil’s quietness as shyness from meeting new people. “Dudes, this here Phil! If you need something that needs fixin’, just go to this guy right here.” And Soos ruffled his hair playfully, making Stanford feel better and smile with his blush still intact.

“Uh… nice to meet you.” Dipper muttered.

“OH MY GOSH!” Mabel ran up to Stanford and scooped him up into a hug. “You’re SO CUTE! Who’s a wittle guy, who’s a wittle guy?! Is it you, is it you?” She cooed and hugged him tightly and combed his hair with her fingers.

“Whoa, hey!” Stanford squirmed a little bit but slowly stopped fighting. He had never been swallowed with so much hugs before and kinda liked it. “N-Nice to meet you. I like you. You’re weird.”

“Great,” Dipper said slowly and moved towards his sister to grab her arm. “So why don’t we get to know Phil somewhere else.” And he dragged them off somewhere else.

Wendy looked at Soos curiously and asked, “What was that all about?”

Soos shrugged and picked up the suitcases to take them upstairs. “Teens are crazy.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Stanford was engulfed in darkness until a bright light was turned on by a pull of a metal string. The boy blinked his eyes to adjust to the light and found he was in some sort of small, dark, cramped space with the two teenagers in front of him, side by side. The girl, Mabel, was grinning really big, but the boy, Dipper, had his arms crossed over his chest and looked both stern and worried. They both somewhat looked familiar to Stanford, but he couldn’t figure out why.

“Alright, what are you doing?!” Dipper hissed at Stanford. “How did you even get here? And where’s the time machine?!”

The idea of playing dumb wasn’t going to work, Stanford realized, as he paled a sheet and swallowed nervously. “You… You know I’m from the past?”

“Yes, we do, Stanford Pines.” Dipper said firmly, making Stanford shiver.

Mabel noticed this and thought her brother was being too harsh, so she slipped in, “But we’re really happy to see you, Ford!”

“But what you’re doing is really dangerous.” Dipper warned in a calmer tone. “By missing in the past you’re jeopardizing the future.”

“You don’t understand.” Stanford insisted. “No one back home will miss me. I’m a nobody in the past, but here people actually like me. Why can’t I stay?”

“Now wait a minute,” Mabel said gently and put a hand on one of his shoulders. “You really think Stan won’t miss you?”

Stanford froze at that. The idea of Stanley all alone made his chest ache, but he shook his head and looked away from the teenagers before him. “He’s better off without me.” He mumbled.

“No he’s not.”

“Yes…”

“No, he’s not.” Dipper insisted and sat on a box to be eye-level with Stanford. “Listen to me, I don’t know if you noticed this or not, kid, but we’re twins, too. We understand more than you think we do. Sometimes you think you’re not good enough and sometimes you think it’ll be better for both of you if you went your separate ways, but… but family sticks together, no matter what. It doesn’t matter if it’s a twin or a parent or just a really good friend, one day you’re gonna realize how much you need your family and I really really hope for you it’s not before it’s too late.”

Stanford, frustrated that he didn’t have a good comeback, decided to turn the tables. “Now, wait a minute, how did you even know I was from the past? And how did you know about Stanley?”

Dipper and Mabel exchanged uneasy facial expressions and Mabel then said to Stanford, “Look, Ford, please. You have to trust us. I know things are hard for you right now, but things will get better…”

Stanford scowled at that. They weren’t listening! They just didn’t understand! “You don’t know that! You don’t know what I’ve been through! I’m a nobody in the past, I’m a freak in the past!” And he even held a hand out to their faces so they could see his six fingers. With tears in his eyes, the boy yelled, “This is the one place I feel at home, and I won’t let you take that away from me!” And with that, Stanford pulled the time machine out of his pocket, threw it on the floor, and smashed it with his sneakered foot.

“Stanford!” Mabel scolded.

“What did you do?!” Dipper yelled as he got on his knees and began to scoop up the broken pieces.

Stanford spun around, opened the closet, and left without another word.

“We should’ve told him we were family.” Mabel said quietly.

“No,” Dipper snapped as he stood up and exited the closest with his sister. “If he found out it could mess up our present. We need to try to get him to go back to Glass Shard.”

“All while keeping it a secret that we’re Pines, too, and also keeping it a secret that Phil is baby Ford?” Mabel clarified and rubbed her forehead. “And you do realize we’ve got until tonight when Grunkle Stan and Ford come home and will definitely recognize him?”

“I know.” Dipper sighed. “I’ll work on fixing the time machine. You’re better with people, you try to convince Ford to go back to his own time.”

“You got it, Dippin’ Sauce.” Mabel said and went off to try to find her wittle uncle.

Stanford was true to his word and went straight to finish unclogging the toilets, so that kept Mabel away from the most part and she got distracted catching up with Wendy. As the sun got lower into the sky, Dipper sat on his bottom bunk and fixed the time machine, meanwhile Mabel had to try to earn Stanford’s trust, but the little guy was doing a good job of avoiding her.

Time was running out, and after Stanford raked the yard, cleaned the gutters, washed Soos’ truck, and a bunch of probably unnecessary chores just to keep him busy, Soos proudly patted Stanford’s back and said, “Good job, little dude! You can go home now.”

“Oh,” Stanford rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. “Uh, are you sure there’s nothing else I can do, sir. M-Maybe I can sweep or…”

Soos raised an eyebrow, picking up how sweaty and nervous the kid was about going home, and he smiled gently. “Hey, I get it. I’m not kicking you out or anything. If you wanna stay, stay as long as you want. Heck, you can spend the night if you want to. The couch is always here.”

Stanford smiled up at his new boss. “Thank you so much, Mr. Mystery.”

“Hey, you can just call me Soos.” He offered. “And if you need to talk, I’m here for you, dude.”

Stanford nodded. “Okay.”

Mabel pulled out all the stops. She laid a bunch of arts n’ crafts stuff laid out on the card table and she stopped Stanford as he passed the living room. “Hey, S-Phil! Wanna make some puppets with me?”

“Oh boy, you’re not hungover some puppet-boy again, are you?” Wendy asked as she entered the room, oblivious to Stanford’s scowl.

“Haha! Nope!” Mabel said as Wendy sat with her. “Just felt like setting the arts n’ crafts master free tonight! Whaddya say, Phil? Wanna get in on this? We could make hand-turkeys, or finger-puppets, or paint our nails?”

“No, thanks.” The boy said coldly.

“Aw, come on.” Wendy teased and laid her hands out on the table. “Here, Mabel, I’ve been meaning to do my nails, mind fixing me up?”

“You bet, sister!”

Stanford stomped off angrily, but Mabel somehow managed to stay focused and she left Wendy, confused and alone at the table, so she could go after him. “St… Phil, wait! Let’s just talk.”

“Talk about what?” Stanford snapped and turned back to look at her angrily. “You’re trying to get rid of me! Why would you wanna talk to me if you don’t like me?”

Mabel gasped and covered her mouth. Stanford was so confused, having no idea why she suddenly looked so sad and hurt, and she sunk to her knees and put a hand on each of his shoulders. “That’s not true, Ford.” She whispered quietly. “Not only do I like you, but I love you. We all do. Which is why you have to go back to the past.”

Stanford blinked with surprise at finding Mabel looking so sad. It hurt more than he thought it would. And there it was again, that feeling like they had met before. She just looked so familiar… “But I don’t wanna go back.” Ford tried to explain yet again. “Why should I go back?”

“Cuz if you don’t the entire timeline could change.” Mabel stressed as calmly as she could, but she was failing, her arms trembling. “I can’t tell you too much, but… but by being here instead of your own time, you’re not doing things that’ll shape today. You have no idea what could happen, none of us do, but that’s what’s so scary.”

“Oh, come on, what could I do that’s so important it messes with time?” Stanford dared to ask.

Mabel opened her mouth and closed a few times, like a fish out of water, but with no explanation, Stanford shrugged her hands off of him and turned to the door. He tried to slam it to make it clear to Mabel he wanted to be alone, but in his fury he had stupidly closed the door with his right hand still on it, crushing his fingers.

“OW!”

It was a painful door jam, the kind that made your eyes water and made you wonder for a second if your hand was broken. Stanford held his hand by the wrist as his hand immediately swelled and looked red. Mabel covered her mouth again and got on one knee in front of him. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Let me see…”

“Whao, what happened?” Soos asked as he and Melody emerged from the kitchen and Wendy came out of the living room.

“S-Phil closed the door on his hand.” Mabel said as Stanford held his hand close to his chest and hid it with his uninjured hand.

“Aw, poor dude.” Soos went up to him and held out a sweet hand. “Here, lemme see it.”

“N-No!” Stanford stuttered. And took a step back, now being on the porch with everyone else inside. “It’s fine, I’m okay.”

“Don’t be afraid, Phil, just lemme take a look at it.” Soos said as he fixed his eyes, trying to see past the uninjured hand at the hurt hand, but then his eyes widened. No, he must have miss counted. No, he didn’t have… “Phil, lemme see.” He said firmly.

“No!” But Stanford was too slow and Soos had grabbed his hands as gently as he could and held the hurt hand, not only to check if it was broken, but to count his fingers. Suddenly a lot of things were clicking in Soos’ head and he felt like a big dummy dumb for not noticing who this little dude was sooner.

Soos, Melody, and Wendy gasped, making Stanford’s eyes sting. He blinked to make the stinging go away; he should be used to that kind of reaction. He yanked his hand out of Soos’ grasp and shoved both hands in his pockets.

“Dude!” Soos gasped, looking horrified. “Wh-Why didn’t you tell me?! I can’t believe…”

“Who cares?” Stanford asked, not looking at any of them. “It’s just a stupid birth defect.”

“No, I mean why didn’t you tell me you were Stanford Pines?!”

That got him to look up, terrified, and he saw the three shocked faces and the sad one Mabel wore. “But… But…”

“Sweet Paul Bunyan.” Wendy gasped. “It’s really him…”

“I thought you seemed familiar, but I just thought you were a lot like me!” Soos yelled in shock as he held his head. “But it turns out you were a lot like Dr. Pines?! MY MIND! It’S EXPLODED!”

It was slowly sinking in that these guys didn’t care that he had polydactyly; they cared that he was from the past, and apparently his older-self knew everyone here. Was that why Mabel and Dipper freaked out so much? “Wait, you… do you know me?”

Soos stared at Stanford in complete shock. “Of course we know you, dude! You’re…”

“Our friend!” Mabel interrupted. “A really good friend!”

“Yeah, man.” Wendy backed up. “Look, you’re a really great kid, but…”

“But you need to go back home.” Melody finished for her.

Stanford’s whole world was shaking. “Wh-What?! But you…”

“I know,” Soos said and got on one knee to be closer to his eye-level. “But… Dr… F-F-Ford, you’re… you’re a great kid, and we’d never do anything to hurt you, but you have to go back.”

The poor boy’s chest was suddenly feeling really heavy. His eyes were stinging again. He scowled angrily. He desperately didn’t want to go back home, but what was the point of staying here if no one wanted him around? “I thought you guys were my friends.” He croaked, unable to keep his emotions out of his voice.

“Stanford,” Mabel took a step forward, desperately wanting to hug him but she was treating him like a scared animal who would run off at the sight of too much movement. “We are your friends, but you have to trust us…”

Stanford squeezed his eyes shut and darted around for the woods, planning to just run and run until no one could find him, but something he didn’t see stood in his way and made Stanford fall flat on the grass, barely a foot away from the porch. Mabel, Wendy, Melody and Soos all hurried onto the porch and simultaneously gasped. Dipper came out with the fixed tape measure in hand and announced proudly, “Okay, I’ve fixed the time machine and - what the HECK is going on here?!”

Stanford had bumped into whatever he had hit so hard his glasses were skewed, but when he fixed them he marveled at who stood before him. A tall guy with a round gut, a brown coat over a t-shirt and worn jeans with boots, and a red beanie looked down at him. His gray hair passed his shoulders by an inch and he looked so much like Pa, but the sparkle in his brown eyes and the way he looked completely confused but took everything with a grain of salt was something Stanford could recognize anywhere. He didn’t even question it.

He hadn’t realized how much he had missed his twin until he was standing right in front of him. Who cares if he was old? With a trembling lip and wet matching eyes, Stanford lunged into Stan’s legs and hugged him tightly, burying his face in his jeans, the top of his head just barely reaching his hip.

“Whoa there,” Stan’s gravelly voice was strange to Stanford, but his strong hands still hugged him in return and rubbed circles into his back. “It’s alright there, Sixer. You’re okay. You care to explain what’s going on here, Poindexter?”

It sounded like Stan was no longer talking to Stanford. He wiped his button nose and eyes and barely let Stan go, just enough to look up at someone who was standing next to Stan. Stanford almost screamed, but he bit his lip in time. He didn’t need to look at this man’s hand to know who he was. He had Stanford’s fluffy hair, though gray with a light streak around it, he had Stanford’s cleft chin, and while this man also looked like Pa, there was only one person who could resemble Stan that much.

“Incredible,” Ford awed and pulled out a green journal from his blue coat and opened it. Like Stan, he also wore blue jeans and boots, but he had a red turtleneck under his blue coat from the looks of it. “I thought I had another year or two…”

“Did you clone yourself, you weirdo?” Stan asked.

“What, no! Of course not!” Ford laughed.

“Oh, this is that shapeshifter dude you were telling me about.”

“No, Stanley, it’s really me.” Ford knelt as he looked at Stanford, who still clung onto Stan’s leg tightly like it was a life preserver in the middle of an ocean. “Over fifty years ago I came across a tape measure while you were serving detention that transported me from Glass Shard to this place. Is that what happened to you?” He asked his younger self.

Stanford nodded. Ford smiled at him kindly and Stanford managed to smile back. He looked up at Stan and squeaked as timid as a mouse, “Is… Is that really you, Stanley?”

Stan chuckled and patted his shoulder. Did his brother always used to be so cute? “Yeah, kid, it’s me. Holy Moses, would you look at this little guy. You look just as I remember you, Stanford. Except not nearly as puny.”

“Hey, I’m not that small!” Stanford defended.

“Yup, that’s the stubborn brainiac I know!” Stan laughed.

Stanford smiled at him and then got an idea. Stanley would always have his back! He’ll help him! “Stanley, they’re gonna make me go away! Tell them I don’t have to go!”

“Make you go away?” Stan repeated and then looked up at the crowd and saw the time machine in Dipper’s hand. “Oh, don’t wanna go back to New Jersey, huh?”

“But G…” But Wendy covered Mabel’s hand before she could say anything else.

Stanford ignored the meanies behind him and gave Stan the saddest puppy-dog eyes he could muster. He could practically see his brother crumble. “I mean, I could never tell you no, Sixer…”

“Stanley,” Ford said as he put a hand on his shoulder. “I would like to speak to myself in private.”

Stanford didn’t know how to feel about that. His little fingers tightened ever so slightly on Stan’s jeans.

“Oh, sure.” Stan then snorted and added, “If you can let go of my leg.”

Ford chuckled and held out a hand to his younger self. “Come on. I want to show you something.”

Stanford still wasn’t sure. He looked into those deep brown eyes that matched his own, the same brown eyes he saw when he looked in the mirror. Or looked at his brother. Or his mother. Or Dipper or Mabel. Stanford glanced back at the other pair of twins, having a hunch, but he knew that there was only one person that was going to tell him what he needed to hear and wanted to hear in a certain way, so Stanford slowly let his brother go and took his own polydactyl hand.

Ford smiled and walked with the ten-year-old into the house alone. Stanford looked up at his older self and smiled. Ford caught this and chuckled. “Do I look as you had hoped?” He asked.

Stanford felt his cheeks get warm again, but he ignored it to talk to himself. Who else gets a chance to talk to themselves like this? “Did you get better at boxing?”

Ford laughed, knowing why Stanford asked that; the child was clearly happy he would grow up to be somewhat fit. “I did, actually. I’m still not as good as Stanley, but that’s okay. I actually kept fit from field research and travelling.”

“You’re an explorer?!” Stanford gasped.

“We’re an explorer.” Ford corrected. “We are with Stanley.”

“So,” Stanford felt more comfortable with Ford as they entered the gift shop, so he asked, “Where exactly are we?”

“This is our home. We built this place when we first moved here.” Ford explained as he stood in front of the vending machine. “It’s changed a lot, but so have we. Excuse me.” He let go of Stanford’s hand to click a button on his watch, making the vending machine open. Stanford gasped and Ford took his hand again.

“So robots don’t take over the world?”

“Not yet, anyways.”

“Do we ever get better at talking to girls?”

“Better? Yes. As good as we want to be? No.”

Stanford giggled at that. Maybe there was hope for him, after all. The odd pair went to the elevator, Ford typed in the code, and then they travelled down to the third floor.

Stanford gasped to find a bright, colorful lab. What used to be dark and dingy and dusty was now loud and bright and full of projects ready to be resumed now that Ford was home for the summer. Twinkle lights hung from the ceiling, pictures and books littered the desk, and a big window displayed a big work-room full of projects. The Electron Carpet was rolled up and on a wooden shelf, a motorcycle in the works was in the work-room, and the big machines were fizzing and blinking on either side of Stanford.

“This place is amazing!” He cheered with pure delight.

“Yeah, beats working in a boring office every day.” Ford chuckled. “The lights were Mabel’s idea. Says a workspace needs to be fun. Do you want to see what I’m most proud of?”

“Yes!” Stanford took off for the work-room, thinking Ford was going to show him a microprocessor, or a machine that would benefit all of man-kind, but inside the giant room he could hear Ford chuckling and he found his older self still in the lab.

“No no,” Ford patted his ribs. “It’s right here.”

Stanford raised an eyebrow, confused and hoping it wasn’t going to be a stupid metaphore (he never enjoyed poetry), but Ford pulled out a photograph and Stanford gently took it, thinking it was going to be an award ceremony or a monster or an invention that wasn’t in the lab anymore.

The boy was beyond surprised to find himself in the picture, standing on the broken Stan O’ War with Stanley. Stanford could remember when this picture was taken, it had only been last summer, and from what the boy could tell, this copy was very old and worn. Stanford looked up at Ford to find him smiling peacefully.

“It was our first real achievement, our first big project, and it will always be the one I’m most proud of because we did it with our brother.” Ford explained.

Stanford smiled at himself, but then it went away as he thought about it. He was really willing to leave Stanley behind for all of this. Sure, mostly because he believed Stanley would be better off without him, but how much of it really was just Stanford trying to hide the guilt of leaving his twin alone. “Is… Is Stanley mad at me?”

“Oh, no.” Ford quickly reassured. “When we send you back, it’ll be like you never left.”

Stanford looked back up at himself and saw the picture of someone who looked really similar by his shoulder. Ford noticed Stanford’s averted eyes and he moved to the side so Stanford could look at the picture on the desk. A boy that looked a lot like Stanford had two fingers up by a girl who also looked like him with braces and long hair. The boy was wearing Dipper’s hat.

Stanford took the framed photo and Ford chuckled. “Stanley’s right. The resemblance is uncanny.”

With the pictures of ten and twelve-year-old Dipper, Mabel, Stan and Ford all in front of Stanford, he swallowed and asked, “Dipper and Mabel aren’t just friends, huh?”

Ford chuckled and shook his head. “No. All those people upstairs are your family.”

“So… if I go back now, then all of this will be my future?” Stanford asked, his eyes moving around the room and staying up at the ceiling for a few moments.

“Well,” Ford put a hand on Stanford’s shoulder and said, “That depends on you, you got to make the right choices. But I know you will. Remember, I’m you. I was once a ten-year-old kid looking up at an older version of myself, being told the same thing. Time travel is confusing, but you’ll find what goes around comes around, so if I experienced this,” And Ford gestured to the boy in front of him. ”Then it’s extremely plausible you will experience this,” And Ford gestured to the old man he was.

Stanford grinned and gave himself the picture back and sat the framed photo on the desk. There was still one last thing on his mind. Stanford hesitated, took in a deep breath, and dared to ask, “Does that mean Stanley and I will always be best friends?”

Ford held his cleft chin, hummed to himself, and then said slowly to himself, “I think you better get back to your own time and find out for yourself.”

Stanford sinked in stature and admitted, “I knew you were gonna say that.”

Ford chuckled and offered his hand again. “That’s because we are one smart kid, Sixer.”

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When back up to face the family, Dipper gave Stanford the time machine and said, “Now, it’s already set to backwards, so just go back fifty-two years and you should land right at the second you came from.”

“Thanks.” Stanford accepted the tape measure and looked at Dipper and Mabel. “I’m… I’m really sorry I got mad…”

“Hey, that’s what family’s all about.” Mabel said, waving the apology away.

Stanford smiled and nodded, then figured he owed them a hug and gave them one. Dipper was surprised, but hugged back, meanwhile Mabel was tearing up and sniffing as she hugged Stanford back tightly.

“Are you crying, pumpkin?” Stan asked.

“I’m… I’m gonna miss him…”

“I’m right here!”

Everyone laughed as Stanford let the teenagers go. Wendy ruffled his hair and said, “Had fun with you today, Stan Two. Feel free to get yourself a pet dinosaur on the way home.”

Stanford snorted and saw Wendy hold out a hand to him, wanting a high-five. He hesitated, then smiled and gave her a well-earned high-six. He then turned to Soos and Melody and said, “Thanks for hiring me, Soos, and giving me a tour.”

“Aw, you’re welcome, Little Dr. Pines.” Soos said.

“Just be careful going home.” Melody advised. “Don’t let the time-cops catch you, don’t go anywhere else, don’t do anything you wouldn’t do…”

“Yeesh, you’re worse than Ma.” Stan teased.

“Yeah, about that…” But Soos was interrupted by his adoptive father.

“Now move it, you knucklehead.” Stan said as it was almost dark outside. “Quit moping around too, it’s not like you're never gonna see us again. We’re your family!”

Stanford smiled and nodded. “Thanks, Stanley. See you earlier.”

“Love you, little brother.” And Stan punched Ford’s shoulder as he laughed.

“Yes, yes, enjoy it while you can.” Ford commented as he rolled his eyes, and Stanford pulled back the tape and released.

The second his ten-year-old self was gone, Ford held out a hand to Stan and clenched it a few times until his twin grumpily forked over some cash.

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January 1960-something

Just like Dipper said, Stanford was right where he was before he disappeared. He checked the clock in the window of a bakery and saw that no time had passed. He sat the time machine down for the owner to find and raced home, excited to tell Stanley everything.

But when bedtime came and Stanford was above Stanley and sharing his adventure, Stanley only said, “Wow, great story, Sixer!”

“It’s not just a story, Stanley, it’s real!” Stanford insisted. “It actually happened! Don’t you believe me?”

“A future in which you’re more fit than me?” Stanley clarified and blew a raspberry. “I bet you five bucks it never happens.”

Stanford grinned, knowing he was destined to win. “You’re on.”

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ubernoxa · 4 years

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Broken Voodoo: The Story of the band that brought Rock N’ Roll back to life

Chapter 1: From the Begining

Prologue

Red, pinks, and yellow hues filled the sky as I watched the sunrise while the plane began to descend. It reminded me of one of the paintings that hung in the law office where I worked; however, instead of a small lake with a sailboat, the city of Los Angeles was staring back at me. A very intimidating city, if I may add. I would much rather have the calming lake staring back at me. Now before you begin to think that I am a lawyer with some fancy law degree, I should let you know that I am by no means a lawyer. I don’t even have a law degree, I have a two year degree in English. I performed patent research and proofread reports at the law office. Don’t get me wrong, some of the research is interesting and it's always exciting to work with inventors, especially when I help make the patent for their invention a reality. The only downside is that I hate working with lawyers who see me as a second class citizen with my English degree.

Luckily for me, the office was rather large, and my desk was far away from the condescending lawyers that filled the office. I would go about my day with ease only dealing with them for a couple of hours a day while I sat in their long boring meetings where I would constantly debate how much I actually needed this job while they would try to one up each other by playing the game I like to call ‘I am the smartest one in the room.’

I was able to keep to myself away from the lawyers for the most part, until a few months back when I thought I was going to get fired. It all started when I sat down at my desk one early Monday morning, and saw a handwritten note from my boss’s secretary saying to visit his office as soon as I arrived. Unsettling is one of the many words that came to mind when I first found the note taped to my desk. I would get fired if I said the other words that came to mind. I took one last glance around the room, making eye contact with one of my coworkers who shared a similar facial expression. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to be fired.

Dead girl walking.

“Oh Andi, I am glad you could join me,” I sent a soft smile to my boss as I closed the large wooden shrieking doors behind me.

“No problem at all, the meeting seemed important, so I moved my calendar around,” I replied, making sure to keep my hands under the table. They weren't shaking, they were trembling. I was terrified by not only the eyes that were now watching me through the large glass wall that he had in his office to make it a ‘friendlier’ environment, but also by the fact that I may be fired in the next ten minutes.

“Do you still play guitar?”

I could feel a confused look flash across my features as he spoke.

“Yeah, helps me relax after a long day. Why?” My mind was racing in circles trying to understand why he had asked me to come to his office first thing in the morning.

“Would you be interested in playing in a band?”

I let a nervous laugh escape me before I replied. “I am sorry what? Did you call me here to fire me or not?”

I was met with a hardy laugh from my boss. “No no no, to make an incredibly long story short, my niece’s boyfriend’s band entered into some silly band competition, and they need a replacement guitarist for a competition that is in a month. I have heard rumors around the office that you played, and I wanted to see if you could help out my niece. To be honest, I haven’t been the best godfather, so I was hoping you could help me out by joining the band for a month to play at the competition. My niece, such a foolish girl, believes that her boyfriend will become the next rockstar.I hope she quickly realizes how irrational she is being, and moves on. Hopefully sooner rather than later.”

“Yeah I would love to help,” I quickly responded, trying to hide how off put I was by his casual nature towards me. Within a couple of days I was Skyping the band for an interview and the rest is history.

I was pulled from my thoughts as the pilot announced that we had landed and welcomed us all to LA, the city of dreams. An older man helped me remove my carry on from the overhead bins, and after what felt like hours, I was off the plane. I felt like I could finally breathe again the moment I stepped off the pain and walked into the airport.

I watched through the skylight as the sun continued to rise, as if mocking me that I was still in the airport. Lucky for me, everything I needed was in my backpack and after a quick debate with the flight attendant who said I couldn’t bring my guitar as a carry on, I didn’t have to go to baggage claim. One of the few perks of working with lawyers and doing law research for a living is that I came prepared with a printed section of the FFA Reform act that said I could which quickly shut her up.

I kept my eyes peeled as I followed herds of people who appeared to be leaving. I felt like I was in pandora's labyrinth weaving through the various waiting areas, food courts, and shops. This airport must have been at least ten times larger than the one in Maine. I felt relief fill me as I finally spotted some familiar faces.

I spotted Jax’s blonde hair first as he towered over several of the people around him. Holy shit, at 5 ft 4 inches, I was going to look like a munchkin standing next to him. He stuck out like a sore thumb as he stood next to a smiley Robin in his leather pants with a jean vest. I guess shirts were not required in LA like how they are in Maine. He sent me a wave which I quickly returned as he motioned for us to meet off to the side, and not in the herd of people that were looking for relatives or loved ones.

I only knew three things about Jax.

He was currently dating Robin, but after talking to him over Skype during band meetings, I wondered how long that would last.

He was a charismatic and a good dancer, just like every lead singer in rock band before him

He may not look like it, but he had the voice of an angle from the heavens above.

I smiled at the small sign that Robin was holding that said ‘Welcome to California Andi’.. I felt underdressed in my athletic shorts, hoodie, and sneakers as I approached the pair, secretly wishing that I had worn a sundress similar to Robin.

“Welcome to LA, is it everything you hoped for?” Jax smiled as he welcomed me.

“It’s sunnier than Maine,” I replied once again looking at one of the hundreds of skylights.

“Well it’s good to finally meet you in person, let’s get going to the car, so we can get the fuck out of here,” I nodded at his words. Getting the fuck out of the overpacked busy airport felt amazing. For the past 9 hours I had felt like a sardine in a can. I craved fresh air.

“Here let me take that,” I cautiously eyed Robin as I handed her my guitar case.

“How was the flight?” She chirped walking by my side as we followed Jax to the parking garage.

“Can’t complain much. I had to fight the flight attendant about having my guitar as a carry on, but I won in the end. She was a bitch to me the entire flight though,” I replied earning a small giggle from Robin.

“How did you manage that?” I had assumed Jax had tuned Robin and I out as we made it to his truck.

“Law says I can bring it as a carry on, so I printed out the section I needed. Once I handed the paper to her she shut up. I hate causing problems, but there is no way I was ‘gate checking’ my guitar. I didn’t want some random guy tossing it around on the tar mat, or watching my baby slide down the luggage ramp before it slammed into a wall,” I quickly replied before hopping in the back seat.

“So I have to ask, what is it like working for my uncle?” Robin was currently sitting shotgun, as Jax backed up the truck and began to leave the spaghetti jungle that was the parking lot.

“I honestly only talked to him twice. The first was on my first day at work when he introduced himself to me. The second was when he asked me if I could help Broken Voodoo out which by the way I thought he was going to fucking fire me when he called me to his office,” I laughed at myself thinking back to the moment only a month ago.

“Ohh Sorry about that Andi.”

“Don’t worry Robin,” I smiled back, earning one in return.

“So the plan for this morning is to drop you off at my place to get some additional practice with the rest of the band while I head up north to check us into the competition. We won’t be playing until day two so we don’t have to get there until tomorrow night,” He said as he pulled up into some random parking spot.

“Don't you need to practice with us?” I asked out of curiosit.

“Honey, don't worry about me. I'm so good I don't need to practice,” I was glad we were walking up a creaky staircase as he replied. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep my jaw from dropping to the floor. I was impressed by him and his ego could fit through the small doorway that led to his apartment. No, it was not an apartment. It was a studio. I placed my guitar by the drums and other instruments that took up half of the studio.

“Hey Andi! Welcome to California!” I turned to see Oli shout across the studio the moment he saw me. Before I could respond, someone threw something across the room at Oli.

“Shut the fuck up, Oli. It is too early for you to be this loud,” I didn't have to see the bassist’s face to know Seb was the one over in the corner on the paper thin mattress.

“Oli, Robin and I gotta head out to sign in and get our backstage passes for the competition. Get to practicing to get her ready,” Jax said before leaving the pathetic excuse of an apartment.

“Don’t worry Andi, I have heard you play countless times, you’ll do fine. It is more of the stage presence we are worried about. We should have plenty of ‘stage presence’ with that throwing trick you came up with, but we have to cover the whole stage,” Oli patted my back as we headed over towards his drum kit.

“I’ve been practicing with the rod you sent a few weeks back, we can practice the trick once we get our instruments good to go. We sound the part, now we have to look the part,” Seb paused as he took a second to look me over. The worst part wasn’t that he was being incredibly obvious he was checking me out, the worst part was the unsatisfactory look he had on his face.

“You don’t look like a rocker,” I scoffed at his comment. Of course I didn't look like a rocker. I just got off of a nine hour flight.

“Well, you look like a complete dick, so at least one of us is dressed appropriately,” I sassed back before moving towards my guitar to retune it.

“Alrighty!” I was brought from my tuning by Oli who was once again playing peacekeeper by breaking the silence and clapping his hands.

“Alot is at stake here, so let's get to practicing,” he added once he was seated behind his drum kit.

Seb counted us in, and we began our setlist from the top.

I brushed off Seb’s comment, and began to focus on the music.i could already feel the pressure to perform perfectly. As a rhythm guitarist, playing as the solo guitarist felt foreign. As we played through our setlist, I tried loosening out by copying some of Seb’s dance moves. I chose not to mimic the ones that looked like just sex.

Oli was right, there was a lot at stake here.

I was surprised when I found out that there was no cash prize. Instead, according to Jax, there was something more valuable. The shot at a record deal.

With this competition only happening once every couple years, this was their shot to make it big.

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My Time at Portia’s Gifts Ideas

Here’s a clean, printable cheat list of gifts you can give to the characters of My Time at Portia. The bigger the number is, means that it will give you more Friendship Points. Invest in Skills that will boost those points, as you level up and you’ll max out everyone very fast. You can also check the Wiki version of this list online. I also listed what they tend to prefer when you dine with them as a date. If I missed anything, feel free to mention it in the comments. Reminder that every characters get more Relationship Points when you give them gifts on holidays and whenever they have a Desired Item request.

AADIT Nova Sword (20), Fisherman's Axe (20), Soldier with Axe (20), Soldier with Blade (20), Iron Axe (18), Iron Sword (15), King Salmon Fillet (15), Performance Center Model (15), Cauldron (15), Roasted Turkey (10), Succulent Plant (10), Talisman (10), French Horn (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Hardwood Plank (6), Starlight Coral (5), Sapphire (5), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Topaz (4), Resin (3), Cactus Fruit (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Hardwood (2) Likes Sour Food, Dislikes Bitter Food

ALBERT Soldier with Scepter (20), Red Tie (20), Triangle Sunglasses (20), Pot of Asteria (15), Galloping Horse (15), Golden Necklace (15), Fish Sub (12), Old Talker (12), Spicy Fish Soup (10), Roses (10), Talisman (8), Flowery Soap (8), Ruby (8), Wild Roses (6), Rainbow Flower Pot (6), Yellow Bow Tie (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Stone Brick (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Spicy Food. Dislikes Salty Food and Ice Cream.

ANTOINE White Armchair (20), Owl Clock (20), Catmaid Statue (15), Fortune Cat (15), Small Satchel (15), Sapphire Ring (15), Fan Model (12), Fruit Salad (10), Vegetable Salad (10), Spring Doll (10), Roses (10), Yellow Bow Tie (8), Ruby (8), Crystal (6), Painting: Girl (6), Brooch (6), Flowery Soap (5), Sapphire (5), Asteria Bouqyet (3), Power Stone (3), Shell (2), Milk (2) Likes Vegetables, Salads, Juice. Dislikes Sweet Food.

ARLO Nova Sword (20), Soldier with Lance (20), Iron Sword (15), Bronze Sword (12), Seafood Noodles (12), Rocket Model (12), Sailboat Model (12), Arm Stretcher (12), Multi-Function Knife (12), Waist Pack (12), Spicy Fish Soup (8), Ruby (8), Classic Spaghetti with Meat Sauce (6), Spaghetti with Hot Sauce (5), Sapphire (5), Topaz (5), Practice Sword (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Spaghetti and Spicy Food. Dislikes Sweet Food.

DJANGO Soldier with Scepter (20), Soldier with Axe (20), Soldier with Blade (20), Soldier with Lance (20), Craft Candle (15), Bronze Sword (12), Cooking Master (12), Crystal Chandelier (12), Pot of Asteria (10), Joystick (10), Paper Flower (10), Roses (10), Armor of a Knight (9), Knight's Shield (9), Seafood Paella (8), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Cheap Soda (3), Delicious Roasted Ribs (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Bowl of Rice and Spaghetti. Dislikes Sour Food.

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GUST Double Drawer (30), Layered Bookshelf (30), Fireplace (25), Owl Clock (20), Hanging Flower Basket (18), Bacon Fish Roll (15), Blade Fish Mushroom Soup (15), Plaid Rug (15), The Thinking Can (15), Plane Model (15), Structural Dimension Theory (15), Five Hundred Creative Designs (15), Structural Aesthetics (15), Sailboat Model (12), Umbrella (10), Roses (10), Painting: Carp and Lotus (9), Ruby (8), Tall Glass (7), Salty Grilled Catfish (6), Salty Stew Mix (6), Aroma Apple (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Apple (2), Pine Cone (2). Likes Salty Food. Dislikes Ice Cream.

LIUWA Goddess Statue (20), Soldier with Axe (20), War Drum (18), Colorful Hat (12), Rocket Model (12), Panbat Mask (12), Fluffy Pendant (12), Sunglasses (12), Joystick (12), Peach's Amulet (10), Welding Helmet (10), Roses (10), Work Pants (8), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Animal Skeleton (4), Topaz (4), Sulfate (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Apricot (2), Animal Bones (2). Likes Bitter Food. Dislikes Sour Food and Salty Food.

MINT Massage Chair (30), Painting: A City on the Sea (30), Small Flower Rack (25), Hardwood Couch (20), AI Model (20), Dream Lamp (18), Secret Fish King Soup (15), Incense Burner (15), Sphere Trophy (15), Golden Radish Soup (12), Blade Fish Mushroom Soup (12), Diving Helmet (12), Monster Toy (10), Roses (10), Flower Carpet (8), Ruby (8), Creamy Salmon Stew (7), Succulent Plant (7), Sapphire (5), Blade Fish (4), Golden Salmon (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Lobster Meat (2), Strawberry (2) Likes Fish and Sea Food. Dislikes Salty Food.

OAKS Trunk Bench (18), Paw Mat (15), Little Bear Sofa (15), Monument Model (15), Catmaid Statue (15), Sculpted Lion (15), Busy Farm (15), Crafter's Toolbox (15), Smoked Fish Roll (12), Clay Figure: Male (12), Clay Figure: Female (12), Carving Knife (12), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Apple Juice (6), Deep Fried Ribs (6), Roasted Meat (6), Apricot Juice (6), Wooden Photo Frame (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Meat and Mushrooms Stew (3), Tasteless Stew Mix (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Meat (2), Snake Berry (2), Pine Cone (2) Likes Meat and Juice. Dislikes Bitter Food.

PAULIE Llama Sculpture (25), Bonsai (15), Sculpted Lion (15), Wooden Horse (15), Wall Light (12), Clay Figure: Female (12), Sailboat Model (12), Spicy Tea (10), Simple Desk (10), French Horn (10), Roses (10), Fan (8), Ruby (8), Small Chair (6), Flowery Soap (5), Sapphire (5), Purple Resin (4), Topaz (4), Wooden Storage (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Eye Patch (2), Beef (2), Hardwood (2). Likes Spicy Food. Dislikes Salty Food and Tea.

QIWA Emperor Wise Fish (20), Deluxe Fish Kit (18), Classic Fishing Rod (15), Catmaid Statue (15), Emperor Lantern Fish (15), Seafood Stew Mix (12), Sweet Caviar (12), Fish Sub (12), Duck on a King (12), Diving Helmet (12), Porcelain Waterholder (10), Lantern Fish (10), Wise Fish (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Salty Grilled Catfish (6), Eye Glass (6), Sapphire (5), Beginner's Fishing Rod (4), Golden Salmon (4), Catfish (4), Emperor's Golden Salmon (4), Emperor Catfish (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Fish and Sea Food. Dislikes Salty Food.

REMINGTON Plane Model (15), Llama Memorabilia Blanket (15), Kungfu Sack (15), Fish Sub (12), Rocket Model (12), Waist Pack (12), Leather Belt (12),Supremely Spicy Spaghetti (10), Roses (10), Work Clothes (8), Work Pants (8), Ruby (8), Yellow Leaf (6), Sapphire (5), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Topaz (4), Spicy Tea (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Beef (2). Likes Sour Food and Spicy Food. Dislikes Sweet Food.

SANWA Soldier with Scepter (20), Soldier with Blade (20), Cushioned Couch (18), Sunny Side (15), Plane Model (15), Ocean Blue Carpet (15), Fan Model (12), Fruit Salad (10), Vegetable Salad (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Bamboo Papaya with Egg-on-Top (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Pumpkin Steamed Rice (3), Plunger (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3). Likes Vegetable. Dislikes Spicy Food and Spaghetti.

SIWA Grapevines (25), Irrigation Tower (25), Poppycock's Glasses (20), Old Talker (12), Rocket Model (12), Vinyl Record Player (12), Roasted Pork with Honey (10), Power Lamp (10), Logic Cube (10), Roses (10), Work Clothes (8), Banner Fish Sushi (8), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Sashimi (3), Meat and Mushrooms Stew (3), Cactus Fruit (3), Palm Jujube (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Mustard (2) Likes Meat and Spicy Food. Dislikes Tea.

TODY Crystal Fish Tank (30), Classic Fishing Rod (15), Sweet Caviar (15), Bubblefish Stew (15), Cauldron (15), Emperor Bubblefish (15), Emperor Wise Fish (15), Old Talker (12), Cooking Master (12), Monster Toy (10), Bubblefish (10), Wise Fish (10), Joystick (10), Roses (10), Banner Fish Sushi (8), Coarse Rug (8), Leather Chair (7), Beginners's Fishing Rod (4), Banner Fish (4), Emperor Banner Fish (4), Topaz (4), Power Stone (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Dough (2), Mustard (2) Likes Fish and Sea Food. Dislikes Bitter Food and Spicy Food.

WUWA Crystal Fish Tank (30), Soldier with Lance (20), Galloping Horse (15), Crystal Statue (15), Yellow Duck Surfboard (15), Sailboat Model (12), Delicious Roasted Ribs (10), Old Thermos (10), Rubber Tire (10), Roses (10), Vegetable Salad (8), Ruby (8), Red Lamp (7), Ship in a Bottle (5), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Resin (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Apricot (2), Rubber Fruit (2), Wild Cocoon (2) Likes Meat and Bitter Food. Dislikes Fish and Sea Food.

XU Soldier with Blade (20), Pinecock's Crown (18), Orange Sofa (15), The Thinking Can (15), Balloons in a Bottle (15), Journey from the East (15), Flower Scooper (15), Magic Lamp (12), Weird Glass Jar (12), Crispy Salmon with Sauce (10), Steak with Coconut Juice (10), Wall Lamp (10), Roses (10), Talisman (8), Ruby (8), Herbal Juice (6), Herbal Mixture (6), Simple Ointment (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Apple Juice (3), Meat and Mushrooms Stew (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Herbs (2), Chrysanthemum (2), White Hibiscus Flower (2) Likes Meat and Juice. Dislikes Tea.

ALICE Bonsai (15), Busy Farm (15), Weird Glass Jar (12), Vegetable Salad (10), Stewed Mushrooms (10), Autumn Doll (10), Winter Doll (10), Crystal Necklace (10), Roses (10), Bamboo Papaya with Egg-on-Top (8), Ruby (8), Fried Rice with Radish (6), Honey (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Bamboo Papaya (3), Rainbow Flower (3), Flower Pot (3), Layered Carrot (3), Cultivated Soil (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Fertilizer (2), Pumpkin (2) Likes Vegetarian and Salad. Dislikes Sweet Food.

EMILY Performance Center Model (15), Fortune Cat (15), Boundary Carpet (15), Journey from the East (15), Busy Farm (15), Fan Model (12), Stringed Peppers (12), Stringed Corn (12), Scarcrow (12), Chicken Earrings (12), Fruit Salad (12), Pumpkin Pie (10), Spring Doll (10), Autumn Doll (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Pumpkin Steamed Rice (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (5), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Fertilizer (2), Egg (2), Pumpkin (2), Milk (2), Strawberry (2) Likes Bowl of Rice, Salad and Vegetable. Dislikes Bitter Food, Fish and Sea Food.

GINGER Goddess Statue (4), Owl Clock (4), Fortune Cat (3), Plum Blossom Lantern (3), Journey from the East (3), Butterfly Hairpin (3), Sapphire Photo Frame (3), Bubble Wand (2), Dunk on a King (2), Weird Glass Jar (2), Rainbow Lemonade (2), Umbrella (2), Coral Necklace (2), Roses (2), Shell (1), Shell Necklace (1), Ruby (1), Power Stone (1), Topaz (1), Sapphire (1), Asteria Bouquet (1) Likes Sour Food. Dislikes Ice Cream, Spicy Food, Fish and Sea Food.

LUCY Owl Clock (20), Double Door Wooden Cabinet (18), Concave Mirror (15), Convex Mirrow (15), Sphere Trophy (15), Old Basin (12), Photo Album (12), Small Dagger (12), Porcelain Waterholder (10), Spring Doll (10), Summer Doll (10), Crystal Necklace (10), Roses (10), Balloon (8), Ruby (8), Crystal (6), Starlight Coral (5), Sapphire (5), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Topaz (4), Apricot Juice (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Coral (2) Likes Sour Food and Bitter Food. Dislikes Meat.

MEI Owl Clock (20), Man-eater Sofa (20), Golden Hairclip (20), Camera (18), The Thinking Can (15), Monument Model (15), Leopard Hairclip (15), Photo Album (12), Monster Toy (10), Summer Doll (10), Typewriter (10), Jewelry Box (10), Merlin's Camera (10), Roses (10), Pink Cat's Ears (8), Ruby (8), Crystal (6), Bell Collar (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Honey (3), Racket (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Ice Cream. Dislikes Salad.

NORA The Waiting Girl Music Box (25), Goddess Statue (20), Crystal Hourglass (18), Taishi Chair (18), Sunny Side (15), Wooden Music Box (15), Seafood Noodles (12), Clay Figure: Male (12), Fan Model (12), Damour Roly-Poly (12), Colorful Swimsuit (12), Supremely Spicy Spaghetti (10), Fluffy Rabbit (10), Roses (10), Snowman with a Red Scarf (9), Strange Soup (8), Piano Bench (8), Ruby (8), Brooch (6), Spaghetti with Hot Sauce (5), Bunny Wishing Lantern (5), Sapphire (5), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Meatballs and Vegetable Soup (2) Likes Spaghetti and Sour Food. Dislikes Bitter Food and Salty Food.

PETRA Toy Robot (20), AI Chipset (18), Starry Collar (18), Journey from the East (15), Fish Sub (12), Creamy Salmon Stew (10), Monster Toy (10), Power Lamp (10), Ancient Computer (10), Condensed Power Stone (10), Roses (10), Blood Stone (8), Leather Sofa (6), Crystal (6), Cassette Box (6), Painting: The Lonely Windmill (6), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Data Disc (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Sour Food. Dislikes Salty Food and Salad.

PHYLLIS Soldier with Axe (20), Wall Light of Love (20), Hospital Bed (18), Rabbit Snowman (15), Fortune Cat (15), Yellow Sapphire Necklace (15), Journey from the West (15), Magnetic Bracelet (15), Seafood Noodles (12), Weird Glass Jar (12), Fan Model (12), Pumpkin Shrimp Soup (10), Winter Doll (10), Talisman (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Simple Ointment (6), Sapphire (5), Elegant Fur (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Herbal Juice (2), Herbal Mixture (2), Chrysanthemum (2), Bandage (2), Strawberry (2) Likes Spaghetti and Sweet Food. Dislikes Bowl of Rice.

SAM Red Hawk (25), AI Model (20), Triple Barrel Snakebite (15), Race Horse Memorabilia Blanket (15), Lotus Lamp (15), Bamboo Incense (12), Cushioned Stool (12), Clay Figure: Female (12), Rocket Model (12), Clear Sky Doll (12), Waist Pack (12), Shrimp and Cheese on Rice (10), Special Salmon Fried Rice (10), Summer Doll (10), Roses (10), Seafood Paella (8), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Venom Dart (2), Ammo (2), Asteria (2), Mustard (2) Likes Bowl of Rice. Dislikes Bitter Food.

SONIA Cat Ears Umbrella Hat (20), Catmaid Statue (15), Sphere Trophy (15), Small Satchel (15), Yellow Sapphire Necklace (15), Magic Lamp (12), Fish Sub (12), Vegetable Salad (10), Autumn Doll (10), Roses (10), Shell Necklace (8), Ruby (8), Purple Hydrangea (6), Small Potted Purple Hydrangea (5), Sapphire (5), Coconut (4), Topaz (4), Porcelain Plate (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Lettuce (2) Likes Vegetable. Dislikes Bowl of Rice and Tea.

ABU King Salmon Fillet (15), Sashimi (12), Aroma Apple (12), Royal Honey (12), Roasted Meat (4), Honey (4), Bird Nest (4), Meat (2), Apple (2)

ACK Military Engine (18), Precision Parts (18), Industrial Engine (15), Silicon Chipset (15), Advanced Engine (15), Decocting Pot (15), Copper Coil (10), Iron Pan (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Small Silicon Chip (7), Aluminium Wires (5), Sapphire (5), Lubricant (4), Simple Circuits (4), Copper Wires (4), Topaz (4), Old Parts (3), Cooking Pot (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Milk (2)

CAROL Basic Sewing Machine (18), Magic Lamp (12), Old Talker (12), Clay Figure: Male (12), Cooking Master (12), Vegetable Salad (10), Summer Doll (10), Pigments (10), Carbon Fiber (10), Jewelry Box (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Quality Leather (6), Cloth (5), Perfect Fur (5), Sapphire (5), Washing Machine (4), Leather (4), Thread (4), Topaz (4), Delicate Fur (3), Colorful Fur (3), Blue Leather (3), Cinnamon (3), Broom (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Cotton (2), Fiber Cloth (2), Wild Cocoon (2), Linen (2) Likes Salad and Juice. Dislikes Bitter Food.

DANA Golden Radish Soup (12), Privacy Screen (12), Short Stool (12), Wooden Drawers (12), Nori Burrito (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Wooden Table (6), Striped Carpet (6), Sapphire (5), Baked Bread (4), Nori (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3)

DAWA Chainsaw (30), Fisherman's Axe (20), Sculpted Lion (15), Yellow Sapphire Necklace (15), Busy Farm (15), Clay Figure: Male (12), Special Salmon Fried Rice (10), Fish Porridge (10), Old Thermos (10), Crystal Necklace (10), Roses (10), Shell Necklace (8), Ruby (8), Hardwood Plank (6), Iron Wooden Plank (6), Large Iron Bucket (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Red Mushroom (3), Shaggy Mane (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Rice and Spaghetti. Dislikes Salad.

DOLLY Solstice Wreath (15), Red Heart Knot (15), Damour Roly-Poly (12), Clear Sky Doll (12), Cooking Master (12), Fruit Salad (10), Dried Apricot (10), Stuffed Bear (10), Spring Doll (10), Autumn Doll (10), Winter Doll (10), Roses (10), Balloon (8), Ruby (8), Painting: Street (6), Smiley Face Wishing Lantern (5), Bear Wishing Lantern (5), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Cheap Soda (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Salad and Ice Cream. Dislikes Bitter Food and Tea.

GALE Soldier with Scepter (20), Painting: Kitty (18), King Salmon Fillet (15), Galloping Horse (15), Multi-purpose Tea Table (15), Golden Ginseng (15), Special Salmon Fried Rice (10), Tea Table (10), Old Thermos (10), Porcelain Waterholder (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Red Tea (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Tea (2) Likes Tea, Bowl of Rice, Salty Food. Dislikes Spaghetti and Salad. Neutral about Classic Spaghetti with Meat Sauce.

ISAAC Bonsai (15), Solstice Lantern (15), Multi-purpose Tea Table (15), Golden Ginseng (15), Magic Lamp (12), Sailboat Model (12), Tea Table (10), Porcelain Waterholder (10), Bookmark (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Stone Table (6), Bookshelf (5), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Red Tea (3), (Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Stone Stool (2), Lettuce (2), Tea (2)

JACK Soldier with Blade (20), Soldier with Lance (20), Pinecock's Glasses (18), Cardboard Box (15), Celebration Flowers (15), Pinecock Costume (15), Magic Lamp (12), Weird Glass Jar (12), Aroma Apple (10), Roses (10), Balloon (8), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Rainbow Lemonade (4), Topaz (4), Cheap Soda (3), Palm Jujube (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Sour Food and Tea. Dislikes Vegetarian.

LEE Goddess Statue (20), Monument (15), Sunny Side (15), Performance Center Model (15), Wall Light (12), Teapot (12), Mushroom Crepe with Fruit Sauce (10), Porcelain Waterhlder (10), Painting: Redstone (10), Painting: Distant Mountains (10), Oil Brush (10), Roses (10), First Aid Kit (6), Small Waste Bin (6), Wall Candle (6), Rainbow Lemonade (6), Data Disc (4), Potato Fruit (2), Asteria (2) Likes Vegetarian. Dislikes Salty Food and Juice.

MARS Fisherman's Pickaxe (20), Iron Pickaxe (18), Square Table (18), Catmaid Statue (15), Sculpted Lion (15), Crafter's Toolbox (15), Bubblefish Stew (12), Old Thermos (10), Typewriter (10), Joystick (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Industrial Core (7), Salty Grilled Catfish (6), Sapphire (5), Catfish (4), Emperor Catfish (4), Bronze Bar (4), Topaz (4), Copper Bar (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Grinding Stone (2) Likes Fish and Sea Food. Dislikes Spicy Food. Will eat Spicy Fish Soup.

MARTHA Goddess Statue (20), Decocting Pot (15), Shrimp and Cheese on Rice (12), Clay Figure: Male (12), Cooking Master (12), Seafood Paella (10), Power Lamp (10), Winter Doll (10), Feather Duster (10), Vacuum Cleaner (10), Roses (10), Baked Bread (10), Ruby (10), Rock Salt (6), Honey (6), Cloth (5), Sapphire (5), Washing Machine (4), Topaz (4), Cinnamon (3), Mop (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Flour (2), Wheat (2), Salt (2) Likes Fish and Sea Food, Bowl of Rice. Dislikes Tea.

MCDONALD Gold Trophy (18), Galloping Horse (15), Sculpted Lion (15), Horse Head Floor Lamp (15), Pony Table Lamp (15), Duck on a King (12), Vinyl Record Player (12), Chicken Risotto with Coconut (10), Water Bucket (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Linen Rug (6), Hurdle (6), Trap Box (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Layered Carrot (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Fertilizer (2), Wooden Basket (2) Likes Bowl of Rice. Dislikes Sour Food and Juice.

MERLIN Golden Clock (25), AI Model (20), AI Chipset (18), Lucky Sack (15), The Thinking Can (15), Sphere Trophy (15), Portian Rug (15), Silicon Chipset (15), Strange Soup (10), Power Lamp (10), Ancient Computer (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Small Engine (7), Small Chair (6), Keypad (6), Steel Ball (6), Sapphire (5), Data Disc (4), Topaz (4), Milk Tea (3), Cactus Fruit (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Salty Food and Spaghetti. Dislikes Bowl of Rice. Will eat Stewed Rice Meat Supreme.

MOLLY Feather Scarf (18), Sunny Side (15), Blond Doll (15), Furry Scarf (12), Fruit Tart (10), Seasonal Dolls (10), Silk Scarf (10), Roses (10), Bubblefish Stew(8), Fish Porridge (8), Bubblefish Soup (8), Ruby (8), Sapphire (5), Blue Scarf (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Shell (2) Likes Sweet Food. Dislkes Bitter Food and Meat.

PINKY Any Raw Fish and Sashimi. Hates everything else.

POLLY Sunny Side (15), Fortune Cat (15), Sphere Trophy (15), Harmonica (15),12: Fish Sub (12), Casual Hoodie (12), Journey from the East (12), Dried Apricot (10), Monster Toy (10), Silk Scarf (10), Roses (10), Pointy Nosed Snowman (9), Desk Lamp (8), Ruby (8), Painting: Girl (6), Ship in a Bottle (5), Sapphire (5), Lucky Cover (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Asteria (2) Likes Juice and Ice Cream. Dislikes Seafood.

PRESLEY +20: Rattan chair (20), Jockey Statue (18), Seafood Srew Mix (15), Galloping Horse (15), The Thinking Can (15), Bonsai (15), Tea Set (15), Sculpted Lion (15), Plane Model (15), Old Talker (12), Golden Toad (12), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Red Lamp (7), Sashimi (6), Salty Grilled Catfish (6), Sapphire (5), Nori (4), Lucky Cover (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Fish and Sea Food, Tea. Dislikes Meat.

QQ Roasted Pork with Honey (12), Aroma Apple (12), Steak with Coconut Juice (10), Tasteless Broth (6), Deep Fried Ribs (6), Roasted Meat (6), Delicious Roasted Ribs (6), Meat and Mushrooms Stew (6), Spiced Steak (6), Smoked Ham (6), Fried Rice with Radish (6), Roasted Turkey (6), Milk (6), Milk (3)

RUSSO Soldier with Scepter (20), Soldier with Axe (20), Striped Lounge Chair (18), Painting: Boy (18), Dark Coffee Table (15), Bonsai (15), Plane Model (15), Roasted Turkey (10), Steak with Coconut Juice (10), Welding Helmet (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Smoked Ham (6), Strange Mirror (6), Fan (6), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Delicious Roasted Ribs (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Eye Glass (2) Likes Meat. Dislikes Vegetable.

SCRAPS Bubblefish Stew (15), King Salmon Fillet (15), Secret Fish King Soup (12), (Dried Blade Fish (12), Bacon Fish Roll (12), Smoked Fish Roll (12), Special Salmon Fried Rice (12), Fish Porridge (12), Fishhead Stewed in Soy Sauce (12), Bubblefish Soup (12), Roasted Turkey (10), Steal with Coconut Juice (10), Apple Juice (6), Steamed Potato Fruit (6), Smoked Meat (6), Dried Apple Slice (6), Salty Grilled Catfish (6), Nori Burrito (6), Tasteless Broth (6), Deep Fried Ribs (6), Mushroom Crepe with Fruit Sauce (6), Roasted Pork with Honey (6), Crispy Salmon with Sauce (6), Roasted Meat (6), Meatballs and Vegetable Soup (6), Delicious Roasted Ribs (6), Meat and Mushrooms Stew (6), Bamboo Papaya with Egg-on-Top (6), Classic Spaghetti with Meat Sauce (6), Stewed Mushrooms (6), Spiced Steak (6), Smoked Ham (6), Fried Rice with Radish (6), Dog Food (6), Animal Skeleton (6), Chicken (6), Meat (2), Apple (2), Animal Bone (2), Animal Feces (2)

SOPHIE Solid Wood Clock (18), Monument Model (15), Performance Center Model (15), Busy Farm (15), Duck on a King (12), Clay Figure: Female (12), Bamboo Papaya with Egg-on-Top (10), Old Thermos (10), Water Bucket (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Pumpkin Steamed Rice (6), Pumpkin (6), Sapphire (5), Cornball (4), Topaz (4), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3), Egg (2), Potato Fruit (2), Wheat (2), Wooden Basket (2) Likes Vegetable. Dislikes Tea.

TOBY Soldier with Axe (20), Soldier with Lance (20), Toy Robot (20), Fossil Replica (20), AI Model (20), Pinecock Costume (15), Journey from the East (15), Aroma Apple (10), Panbat Mask (10), Sunglasses (10), Joystick (10), Slingshot (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Applejuice (6), Dried Apple Slice (6), First Aid Kit (6), Ghost Wishing Lantern (5), Sapphire (5), Magnifying Glass (4), Topaz (4), Cheap Soda (3), Rogue's Headband (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (2), Apple (2) Likes Sweet Food, Spicy Food and Ice Cream. Dislikes Sour Food.

YEYE Taishi Chair (18), Wooden Hassock (12), Damour Roly-Poly (12), Clear Sky Doll (12), Coral Tree (12), Pumkin Shrimp Soup (10), Chicken Risotto with Coconut (10), French Horn (10), Roses (10), Ruby (8), Fried Rice with Radish (6), Hardwood Sofa (6), Dining Table (6), Starlight Coral (5), Sapphire (5), Topaz (4), Broom (3), Mop (3), Asteria Bouquet (3), Power Stone (3) Likes Vegetarian. Dislikes Tea.

YOYO (Kickstarter exclusive pet) Steamed Potato Fruit (12), Pumpkin Pie (12), Honey (3), Milk (2), Caterpillar (2)

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