Life in Gravity Falls was always chaotic. Between bizarre creatures, unstable anomalies, and the lingering mysteries of the unknown, peace felt like a distant dream. But Ford, ever the builder of worlds and seeker of secrets, decided you both deserved something more — something that was just yours.

He found a clearing deep within the woods, where the trees grew close and the stars could be seen perfectly at night. It was there that he built it: a small cabin, tucked away from the world, hidden even from the sharpest eyes.

The day he showed it to you, his hands were slightly trembling — not from fear, but from hope.

—"I know it’s not much," he said, pushing open the crooked wooden door. The hinges creaked softly as golden light spilled into the clearing. "But it’s ours. Our little universe, away from... everything."

Inside, it was simple: two worn armchairs by a fireplace, a table littered with books and unfinished sketches, and a bed tucked under a wide window that captured the night sky perfectly. Every piece of it — every nail, every board — had been shaped by his hands. For you. For both of you.

Ford smiled, a real, unguarded smile — the kind he reserved for very few moments in his life.

—"Here, nothing else matters," he said quietly. "No anomalies, no chaos. Just... us."