Hello! I'm back!! A little later than I wanted to be, but still!

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The second agent falls over aswell. I blink in confusion and look over at Mabel and the second agent

Someone had knocked the agent unconscious... But the person.. No that's impossible..
The man was holding a rather strange black and blue gun that looked strangely futuristic
He had struck the agent over the back of the head with the strangely large gun, knocking him unconscious

But the man, looked oddly familiar
The man was wearing a dark red sweater and a beige-ish trench coat which seemed to be dirty, mostly around the bottom edges, black pants, brown boots with dried mud and other strange liquids on them, and what looked like a belt strapped over his chest.

But the most important detail about him is his face
He looked exactly like..

"Stan?! Where did you get that gun! Why is your hair slightly more brown? Didn't you have different glasses before? And whats with your strange getup? You look terrible!" Mabel looks worried and intrigued at the same time

Obviously she hadn't realized that the confused stranger was not our great uncle Stan, but an entirely different person

The stranger laughs slightly. "I'm not the Stan you're used to trust me.." He gestures to our Grunkle Stan, who was still standing by the vending machine secret passage

Mabel blinks and looks at Stan, then smiles and happily runs over to him, tackling him in a hug. "Stan!! I missed you!"

"Stan, you didn't tell me you had kids." The stranger smiles

"What?! Oh no no no no no, they're not mine.. But they are family..   Shermy's grandkids." Stan explains.

"I have a niece and a nephew?" The stranger blinks

"Yes, you do." Stan smiles a little.

The stranger walks over to the two agents and pulls a rope from one of the larger pockets in his trench coat and starts to tie the two agents together. He pulls an identification card from both of the men. "Sorry for doing this.. Agent Trigger and.. Agent Powers.... But when you wake up you're probably going to alert your organization.. Whatever that may be.." He takes two phones from the men.

"Or, don'y acknowledge them..." Stan's annoyance turns into a smile. "It's good to see you two again so soon." Stan smiles. He then pauses and blinks. "Wait hold on... Why are you back here..? How did you get back here? You're both supposed to be back home! You start school in a week! ?Ah geez your parents are gonna kill me..." As he speaks, he starts to take his phone out of his pocket. "How did you two even get here so fast..?"

"Our bus broke down!" Mabel blurts out.

"Yeah! We already called our parents and told them! So we'll just take the next bus!" I quickly go along with the lie

"Oh... Well, alright.." Stan pauses, then puts his phone away.  He believed us

"Alright.. Now you want to explain who that is?" I point to the look-alike stranger who had been standing there this whole time

"Oh, yeah.. I guess it would be good for me to explain that..." Stan looks at the man. "Well... He's my brother... My twin to be more exact, Stanford.."

"But... I thought your name was Stanford.." Mabel's confusion is obvious

"And you don't have a twin.." I add

"Yes I do.. And I kinda stole his name, my name is actually Stanley." He corrects

"Yeah I'm still mad about that part..." The 'real' Stanford states with a slight glare.

"Hey you already punched me when you first arrived! You can't do it again!" Stan points an accusing finger at his "brother"

"I'm also mad about what you did to my home..." Ford slowly looks around

"I had to make revenue somehow!" Stan argues

"By turning my house into a tourist attraction?!" Ford yells

"I don't know! With your reputation in this town it seemed like a good option!" Stan yells back

Mabel decides to speak up again. "Yes hi me again.... Quick question... Why have we never seen you before..?" She's looking at Ford

"Well I've been.. somewhere else, a lot of other places.." Ford pauses and pulls a small damaged note pad with a six-fingered hand and the number 4 drawn on it. The notepad was old and discolored and torn.

Mabel looks at me but I'm too busy internally fangirling to even notice her.

"I kept a record of the some places but most of the pages are either gone or ruined.. It was so hard to find things to write wi-"

"Are you who I think you are?!" I can't help but interrupt him as I smile

"Umm.... Well I probably am.. Unless you know another Stanford Pines besides my fraud brother." Ford states

"No, not your name!" I quickly pull the third journal out of my vest and show the aged book to him

He blinks in surprise. "My journal..?"

I can't help but squeal in happiness

"So then he's the...." I look at my sister as she speaks and happily nod to her as well

"I'm the what..?" Ford looks confused

"You're the author of the journals!!" I squeal, unable to contain my excitement any longer

"Umm.. If you're referring to those journals.. Then yes, I am.." Ford points to the journal in my hand. Immediately, all of my suspicions about the stranger were lifted

"I've been waiting so long to meet you! I-I don't know what to say, I have so many questions!" Mabel seems pretty annoyed by my constant squealing

Ford chuckles, then walks over to me and stretches out a hand for me to shake. Six fingers. I can't help but squeal in excitement as I shake his hand

"So.. You're a fan of the supernatural?" He smiles.

I happily nod, then look at Mabel. "One species in particular.. We've met a lot of them lately.."

Once Mabel sees where I'm going with this, she quickly shakes her head in disapproval, but I was optimistic. Maybe he had seen Amanda.

"Gnomes?" Ford guesses and I shake my head.

"Mind demons." I smile

He looks a little nervous, but the nervousness quickly fades. "In that case, I have something to show you." He smiles and walks over to the still-open  vending machine door. He starts to walk down into the stairwell that is behind the door and he gestures for us to follow him

The three of us follow him. Down the stairs, into a hallway, then into an elevator, and down two floors and into a small room with lots of monitors and buttons and a metal desk with a framed picture of me and Mabel resting on it.

He opens a metal sliding door and enters a large room. Inside the room was an upside down metal triangle with a hole carved in the middle, strange symbols outlining the hollow area

There were three large and tall cylinders made from glass with a metal base. They looked like they were there to contain something, but one was covered with some kind of tarp. Ford happily walks over to it. "This will also answer the question of how I got here..." He walks over to the covered cylinder. "I've been dimension hopping for thirty years, and luck finally came to my side today! It was incredibly lucky timing! In the exact dimension I had been trapped in for the past three weeks, a portal suddenly opened up and two mind demons stepped out! And coincidentally the other side of that mind demon portal led to the outside of this place. I know that there was the risk of it being a parallel dimension but I ran for it anyway, and I made it through!" He pauses. "But even better, I recognized one of the mind demons.. I tried to shoot him while I had the chance but he was dodging every shot and the portal was quickly closing. But I did manage to grab the other demon and take it with me.. They look rather similar so I'm assuming they're either accomplices or related in some way.." He places a hand on the tarp "Either way there's a good chance of that no good demon coming back to get her, and here's the best part! I had these made to cancel out mind demon abilities.. It took a long time but I was able to gather the funds to buy one in that dimension.. And the pay off has been so worth it! Any mind demon within a fifteen foot radius of this thing will temporarily lose their powers! Of course when they step out of that radius their powers return.. but still!" He smiles and rips off the tarp.

Inside the glass cylinder was a girl with blond, almost gold hair, and---

Amanda.

Me and Mabel quickly exchange panicked glances as Amanda looks between the two of us. She looks completely terrified, but relieved that we're there as she bangs a hand on the soundproof glass of her confinement

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I'm sorry this is late.

I'm lazy we all know this.

I'll update as soon as I can!! I promise!