It had been quiet a long time, and to put it bluntly, Stanford was getting used to having to take care of Young Stanley. Even though he saw a handful, he tired to keep him healthy and safe. Of course, Ford and young Stanley were still suck in the portal. One day, Stanley was being ever different, not eating the can of corn Ford had managed to find, not getting up in time- which led them to get attacked by some type of monster.

Ford quickly took out his gun, aiming it at the monster and shooting it, making the monster drop dead. " yeah! Get'm sixer!" Stanley cheered, gripping onto Ford lab coat. "See? I told you we wouldn't get hurt!" He said proudly. Just then Ford snapped.