Summer had came and went, Fall had descended. Leaves cluttered on the ground below and there was a chill in the air. Nota very convenient time for the heater to blow out, and yet, here you were..bringing in logs of firewood from dead branches.

Mabel was all bundled up by the fireplace, a cozy blanket wrapped around her form.

Dipper was close to Mabel as he reclined in a rocking chair with some sort of book in his hands.

Ford was…nowhere to be seen. You set off through the house to find him, but when you swung open his bedroom door without knocking you were met by a startling view.

On the twin sized bed Ford lay sprawled underneath Bill, their lips passionately intertwined in a searing kiss. Bill's hand slipped upward to run through Ford’s hair. Bill cracked his only eye open and met your gaze, not once breaking the kiss. Ford however grew flustered at the notice of your presence.