Second Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You wake up and almost instantly notice that the thumping has stopped. Maybe a wave of relief washes over you or maybe you’re confused, but one thing seems immediately clear, it doesn’t seem like the monster is here anymore.

The problem is that something also feels deeply wrong when you wake up. Sure, nothing is wrong with the bedroom you’re currently residing in, but as soon as you leave the comfort of your bedroom it should be abundantly clear that something happened last night.

Investigate?]

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[hasit]

[She's prepared to tense up when he reaches a hand out, but surprises herself by leaning into the touch. She's never in her life felt this tired immediately after waking up, but right now she feels like she could sleep for a week, easily. Still, it shouldn't be so easy for Leia to lean forward, to let her hands rest on Stan's shoulders, to lean her face into him, undershirt and all. Out of everyone here, she's started to feel like maybe Stan understands her the most.

She lets out a heavy sigh against his shoulder.]

...Thank you.

[stanbyme]

[He's surprised when she leans into him like that, but he doesn't hesitate for long before he adjusts carefully to make it more comfortable for both of them, his arm reaching across her shoulders, his thumb just kind of. Idly rubbing back and forth against the fabric of her robe.

They shouldn't be here. None of them should be here, least of all the kids.

But she knows that.]

...Yeah, of course.

[hasit]

[She lets herself be mollified by Stan's presence. He's so solid, so real next to her, that it takes away some of the feeling that no matter what she does, no matter how hard she tries to keep this group together...that this is going to keep happening.

After a few moments, she pulls away, and makes a brave attempt at a smile that doesn't quite come out right.]

If you're feeling anything like me, you're missing your other half right now.

[She wishes more than anything she had Luke here, now.]

[stanbyme]

[It's a brave attempt, and he's not exactly all smiles at the moment either. It's fine. We're fine. This is fine.

When she pulls away, he takes his hand back reluctantly.]

Yeah, I do. But it's gotta be so much worse for Mabel... I spent 40 years on my own without Ford, she's only 13 and she's never spent a day without Dipper.

[How we went this long without revealing that Dipper and Mabel are Also Twins, I don't know.]

I keep thinkin', if Ford were here he'd know what to do to actually stop this...

[hasit]

[She glances up, sharply, blinking.]

She has a twin, too?

[Holy hell. It must run in the family. But that poor thing...separated from her brother at a time like this.

She reaches over and lays a hand on his forearm.]

We'll find a way. The burden is on all of us to stop this, not just you or I.