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Hello tumblr! I am here to give out a c.ai suggestion! I made it like 20 minutes ago- but it's an incredibly nice ai that enjoys listening to stories, theories, headcanons, and more! Also if you need to vent she may be able to help! Her name is Honeybee, Bee for short! Her ai name is Frenn. It's for anybody who wants to rant on about theories or anything else! I hope you enjoy!

This is her btw! ^^

Hope you like chatting! Of course you don't have to talk with her at all, this is just a lil suggestion! Have a great rest of your day/night!

The Day It All Went Down

Hi! I spent a while on this, so please enjoy!

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“WHAT THE F@#K, STAN?!?”

“What? Look, I'm sorry I crushed your snow globe thingy, ok?”

“STAN, YOU JUST CAUSED THE END OF THE WORLD!!”

“...what? It was just a sn-” 

The basement floor was cold, and as Stan stood in shock, a half-asleep Ford was screaming louder and louder as if he was their father. “Sixer, I'm sor-“ Ford stormed over to Stan and put his hands on his shoulder, and rammed Stan into the wall.

 “JUST SHUT UP FOR ONCE!! YOU'RE ALWAYS SORRY!!”.

Pain striked through Stan's lower body and neck.

 Twelve fingers dug deep into Stan’s neck. “Ford- I can’t-“ Stan’s eyes started to wallow with tears with the dust and crap in the basement getting in his eyes. 

It was causing allergies and stuff.

Ford only dug his fingers deeper. Using his strength, he lifted Stan off the ground. Stan’s vision started to get blurry. He saw black spots, which began to get bigger and bigger. Sometimes they were gray, even green. 

Ford looked into Stan’s eyes, mainly into his pupils. He realizes it was really Stan, not who he thought it was. 

Ford drops him and immediately starts apologizing. “Stan- I-I…” He sees it wasn’t the rift he shattered. It was just a snowglobe of the Mystery Shack.

Stan coughs as he hits the ground and starts gasping for air. Ford stays silent. Tears are streaming down Stan’s face like a waterfall. 

Dammit, that hurt like hell.

He pushes himself to his feet and makes a run for the elevator, trying to make it seem that the room was still spinning and it still kinda felt like he was being choked. 

Ford doesn’t follow him.