Kick His Ass (Stan)(Short)

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There he was.

Staring at you.

Licking his lips.

His old, wrinkling skin was repulsive.

You wanted to vomit.

You blinked.

He grinned at you, "I win."

You growled, yanking out your wallet for the fifty bucks you owed him. You always lost as staring contests. You counted the cash you had, then handed it over. "You are the worst at bets." "Yeah, well, I don't have much as experience as you do." Stan raised a brow, "You callin' me old!?" You smirked, leaning forward on the table, "You are the oldest person in this town." He rested his bare arm on the kitchen table, his arm hair sticking on end in agitation. The store owner gritted his teeth, "You are really testing my patience, missy."

You rolled your eyes, then chuckled. "Okay, tough guy." Then you stood, "You are being ridiculous, just admit that you're old."

"No!" You clapped your hands together, "Bitch, you are old as dirt." Mabel screamed from the hallway, "GRANDMA IS GETTING READY TO FIGHT GRUNKLE STAN!" You pulled up your sleeve, then threw your gray hair into a ponytail. "Fight me, Stanley."

Dipper and Mabel yelled in unison, "KICK HIS ASS, GRANDMA!"

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