Eddie Diaz Really Spent A Whole Episode Saying I Told My Son He Can Do Anything He Sets His Mind To And

Holy Shit!

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I thought of a hilarious idea for an Au while I was fist fighting a paragraph for UDaIO

so we know one of the side effects of bills possession is eye bleeding, but what if it was worse? like the constant damage to the veins and nerves are too much for Ford's body to repair and his eye starts to necrose and die. So instead of doing the sane thing and going to the hospital, he pulls out his eye and shoves that thing in a jar to deal with later.

You know, like any normal person would.

Anyhow, this unfortunately rapidly increases the speed of his mental breakdown. he can't look in the mirror without seeing yellow taunting him, bill keeps telling him how they match even more now that they're both one eyed freaks, and his field of vision has been cut in half so he can't tell if anything is coming from that side.

by the time he gets around to sending the postcard, Ford's about 78% more twitchy than he is in canon. mans is sat in a corner, crossbow in hand, head turned so his remaining eye can see everything and his blind side is protected. bills still told him that he sending someone to steal his eyes and now he's watching the door like it'll attack him at any second.

So when Stan shows up and knocks on the door any trigger discipline Ford had, has long since been violently defenestrated. As such the moment he opens the door, he shoots his brother in the eye.

The both of them stand there processing this for a beat, before the screaming starts. Stan because he has an ARROW in his EYEBALL, Ford because he is responsible for the aforementioned Eye Arrow. Fun times for all! Stan then passes out from shock/pressure on his brain and is dragged inside so his brother can practice his non-existent medical degree. Ford is, of course, freaking the hell out. This wasn't part of his plan, none of this was part of the plan!

The first thing he does is call Fiddleford, and is sent to voicemail, as Fidds is off doing cult shit. He tries this a few times, leaving increasingly panicked and pleading voicemails. The second thing he does is decide he has to deal with this himself, because he can't call an ambulance, bill could have gotten to anyone there.

So, let me paint the scene Stanley Pines gets the pleasure of waking up to. He's laying down on the floor of what he thinks is his brother's house, in a lot of pain and unable to see out of one of his eyes, and is treated to the sight (ha) of said brother standing over him with an eyeball shish kabob in his grasp.

Who is also missing an eye.

He comes to some conclusions that, while understandable, are wholly incorrect. This is when the screaming starts back up.

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