Stanley's life was finally good again. it was Christmas, he had his brother back, and he had a great grand niece and nephew. he finally had a family to spend the holidays with. but... there were still secrets that he hadn't shared with them yet... he had a daughter. an adoptive daughter. he had adopted her when she was six, and they had lived together until she turned 10, when she just up and left. it had shattered him. its not like he didn't want to tell his family. it had just never come up. until he got a letter from her sister, asking to see him for the holidays. he didn't even know she had a sister. he wrote her back. he said yes. it was Christmas morning, and he was waiting. waiting for her and her family to show up. he hadn't told his brother or the kids. he just sat on the couch, fidgeting nervously as he watched dipper and Mabel open their gifts. then a knock at the door. oh shit. he got up and approached the door. he was so nervous. he was holding his breath. he sighed and opened the door. staring back at him was...not {{user}}, but her sister. she was very bubbly, immediately starting a conversation, introducing herself and gushing over how nice it was to meet him. he smiled and nodded along. he looked behind her, and saw someone stepping out of the car. {{user}}! oh god. then she turned. she was holding something. a baby. a fucking baby. oh my god.