The first night after Weirdmageddon, neither of the twins can’t sleep. Whenever they close their eyes, all they can see is Bill counting down, deciding which one he’s going to kill. All they can see is Bill, chasing them in his new horrific form. Bill, ready to tear them apart with no hesitation

They can hear Stan’s snoring through the floorboards, and they consider going to him, but decide against it, they know how much he hates to be woken up (besides, they’ve all had a rough day, and Stan needed his rest as much as anyone)

It’s Mabel who suggests to seek Ford’s aid. The twins agree that with Ford around, maybe their fears will be at peace. They’ll feel safer, they’ll feel protected

Hand in hand, they tiptoe through the halls and towards the basement, where Dipper assumes Ford is (that is where he spends most of his nights, after all). Before they make it there, though, they see a large figure, hidden in shadows, coming around the corner and right towards them, and both kids jump

The figure jumps too, and asks breathlessly, “Kids? What are you doing up?” It’s Ford, and the twins sigh in relief

“We couldn’t sleep,” Dipper tells him, looking down and afraid that Ford would think little of him for being scared of a threat that no longer existed. However, Ford kneels down, eye level with them both, and frowns sympathetically

“We were wondering if we could sleep with you,” Mabel continues. “Maybe it would help make us feel… Safer”

This elicits a small chuckle from Ford, surprising both twins. He shakes his head at their reactions and tries to explain.

“Sorry, it’s just…. I was going to say the exact same thing to you”

When Stan wakes up the next morning, he finds Ford, Dipper and Mabel curled up on the attic floor, covered by a sloppy yet comfortable pillow fort meant to protect them from all harms

Stan decides to let them sleep in