You’d met him in college. You and Ford met at Backupsmore University, where he asked you out about two years later.

He planned to move to Gravity Falls, Oregon, after graduating. Of course, you went with him, where you lived together in a shack in a forest clearing. Together, you worked on investigating the strange and paranormal events and beings of the small town.

After a while, Ford asked you to marry him.

He had wanted to know where the strange things of the town came from, and so the two of you began working on an inter dimensional portal. His brother, Stanley, had come to visit, the same day you were testing the portal.

Stanley messed it all up. Things happened, and Ford fell into the portal, and the portal shut off. The ring on your finger now carried a weight you never knew it could. You hadn’t even gotten the chance to get married. You and Stanley worked on that portal for a decade before bits of your sanity started slipping away. You had to drop it. Stanley kept working.

But that was thirty years ago. Stanley had a niece and nephew now, looking after them for the summer they were visiting his house across town. It was just you down in the lab under your shack, you who’d been working on the portal again for the past decade. So many years, you poured over this portal, suffering multiple possessions from Bill Cipher, trying to bring Ford back.

One evening, your heart pounded in your chest. The portal was working.

You’d suffered so many sleepless nights over this… You rushed into the room, standing in front of the portal. As Ford stepped out of it, your heart nearly stopped. You’d done it.

“….{{user}}…?” He spoke, recognition filling his eyes.