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    ford can’t stop thinking about old yeller that night, staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on their ceiling. he couldn’t do it, he thinks. he couldn’t ever shoot his own dog, no matter what.

    “well,” stanley says pragmatically the next morning, pretending like he doesn’t care as much as ford knows he does, “since he was sufferin’ and all, it was really better for him to be dead, wasn’t it? not much point in being alive if your whole life is terrible and you’re a danger to everybody you ever loved.”

    something cold and sharp takes up residence in ford’s stomach. he doesn’t like hearing stanley say stuff like that. he doesn’t like it at all.

    “i wouldn’t do it,” ford insists. “no matter what, i wouldn’t. there’s always another way.”

    “heh. yeah, i bet you’d find another way, brainiac,” stanley teases, reaching over to muss ford’s hair. ford swats him away. stanley can make fun all he wants—ford still spends all night thinking about cures for rabies.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Ford shoots the dog

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    In which Stan’s life feels like a one-way mission doomed from the start.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Laika, stan is dog

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    “It don't line up the exact same, but my mama told me stories.” Fiddleford caged himself with his arms, looking away. “About Blue Ridge travellers ran off by ghostly black dogs with big red eyes. In some stories, the dog's a protector. But in others, it's an omen.”

    A tale Ford had dismissed as a child, convinced that the varied and vague reports indicated this particular oddity was only fictional. Perhaps his child self had been hasty. He tilted his head. “An omen of?”

    Fiddleford uncurled himself and looked Ford in the eye. “Death.”

    (Ford Pines is intrigued by a new anomaly.

    Stan Pines, as the unwitting new anomaly, is having a bad time.)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Church Grim Stan

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    Stan Pines and good decisions go together like oil and water. His latest bad decision? Going home for Hanukkah. Blame it on a phone call, a guilty conscience, or just plain stupidity. Whatever the reason, Stan's rusty El Diablo is pointed towards Jersey, and there's no turning back now.

    Snow's falling, tempers are rising, and Stan's stuck in the middle. Happy freaking Hanukkah.

    (NOT ABANDONED. IK IT LOOKS LIKE THAT BUT IT ISNT)

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    Mullet stan goes home for hannukah

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    When Ford starts receiving completely silent phone calls for no clear reason, he sees it not as an annoyance, but as an opportunity. Who better to use as a sounding board for all your complaints than someone who never talks back?

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    Payphone angst