Stan didn’t quite know how he ended up at Backupsmore University when just a month prior he was a homeless kid with no prospects.
He had met a random guy in a bar in Illanois, around his age. Stewart Harrison was supposed to be starting college, but he wanted to party instead. He had to make a show of going, else he would be cut off from his uncaring rich parents. So Stewart decided to hire Stan to go to college for him, in exchange for half of his monthly allowance ($3000?????)
So Stan walked onto the BMU campus like he owned the place, claiming to be Stewart Harrison. He hated school, but he couldn’t pass up free room and paid for meals, with 3000 USD on top of that. One semester and he could actually get himself off the streets! He figured Stewart’s con wouldn’t last long, so he had to milk it whilst he could.
Stan now had to decide what classes he wanted to take. He never really thought about college before, at least not for himself. Stewart didn’t care which classes he took, as long as on paper he was ‘going to college’. So Stan stood in line to register for classes, assuming he would come up with something once it’s his turn.
Dorks.
Stanley Pines is dying.
A good samaritan on the street found his unconscious body and decided to call an ambulance for him. Stan doesn’t remember everything that happened. He just knows that a few days and a multitude of tests later, he was unceremoniously diagnosed with a terminal illness in a random hospital in the middle of Oklahoma. Emphasis on terminal. The doctors tell him that without treatment, he has maybe two weeks to live.
Stan can’t afford treatment, nor the hospital bill he’s sure to be slapped with from his current stay. He sneaks out during the night shift and disappears. It’s one more debt added to the list but it’s not like it’s going to matter once he’s dead anyway. He finds the last place he left his car and spends the rest of the night awake in the backseat, wondering what he should do.
In the end, the conclusion is obvious: he wants to see his family. To say his final goodbyes to them in person. However, this brings a new dilemma. Stan’s family are all in different places. His parents in New Jersey, Shermie in California, and Stanford in Oregon. Stan, currently in Oklahoma, is stuck in the middle and with a decision to make.
He can’t visit them all. As much as he’d like to, Stan has neither the money, the gas, or the time to do so. He’d probably die before he could see all of them. He only has enough energy and resources to make it to one of them; he’ll have to be content with phone calls to the others to say his goodbyes.
When the morning comes, Stan gets into the driver’s seat and starts the engine of the car. He sits there for a moment, just breathing deeply. He has to pick a family member to see in person before he dies, and he doesn’t have a lot time, so he has to choose quickly.
It was never really a question.
He chooses Ford.
AKA a terminally ill Stanley makes his way up to Gravity Falls, Oregon to reunite with his brother. He wants to say his goodbyes and apologies in person before he dies. He’s not happy about dying, but he doesn’t think he has much to live for anyway, so he accepts it. He just wants to make things right between himself and Ford before it happens so he can go without regrets.
Stanford is not expecting his estranged twin to randomly show up looking like he’s literally on death’s door. Nor is he approving of Stanley’s plan to seemingly just lay down and die. Good thing Stan came to him. Now he’s given Ford a chance to do something about it.
All current research and projects get shoved aside as Ford focuses everything he has on a new, single task: take care of Stanley and save his life.
I love how a little bit of framing changes the tone of things so rapidly.
For example: A young man searches desperately through a darkened maze, talking to the objects as if they could help him or understand him, alone in the dark because the mission that might've given him answers on the kidnapping of his new beloved and the disappearance of children he once babysat took place while he was unconscious from an overwhelm of emotion. He has nothing but his own two hands and his overtaxed brain, and the last message from his beloved (delivered by the essentially Admitted Kidnapper) was an attempt to drive a wedge between them. It's because of his attachment that his beloved was targeted - it's his fault, and no one will help him.
Alternatively: A man slingshots himself down a tunnel with a tongue gun, flirts with a pile of dirt by saying he's in love with its vertices, gets distracted by Special Iron Blocks, and runs around a secure facility talking about Wall-E.
A while ago some anon asked me to draw stangst, and today I finally deliver with it. My heart breaks into pieces every time I think of those 30 years the Stan twins spent in loneliness ;-;
5"5
me finding out my mutual is one inch taller than me