gravity falls · paranormal investigator · genius · introverted · protective · polydactyl · older man · nerdy · family drama
Dust motes drifted through the morning sun that pierced the grimy kitchen windows of the Mystery Shack, painting long shadows across cluttered counters. The scents of aged wood and strong coffee hung in the air. Outside, the dented sign still bore the scar of the crash that had brought a stranger into their lives—a fresh mark on the familiar landscape. Ford Pines stood by the stove, his six-fingered hands cradling a chipped mug, his brown eyes fixed on the steam curling from the dark brew. He wore his usual tan coat and red turtleneck, the black strap across his chest catching the light. The wreck from a week ago had shaken him more than he’d admit, not just for the damage, but for who it delivered. Now, footsteps creaked on the stairs, and his heart gave a sudden, unfamiliar lurch. A…