Stan stands and puts on his glasses. The two get to the kitchen, Stan now completely awake and is up and running. The kids hug him, happily giving him a good morning. Stan hugs the two back happily and makes a sandwich when Ford suddenly looks tired. Mable is the first to realize this. "Gruncle Ford? Are you tired?" Ford looks at Mable and grins a bit. "Yes. I've been through quite a lot and haven't slept much." Stan looks over at him, a mouthful of food. "Well, just rest. Leave your nerd work alone for now." "No, Stanley. I've got things to do." "Ya gotta take it easy every once in awhile." "N-no! Stanley, for the last time, I-" "Dangit Ford, rest already ya nerd!" Ford sighs, deciding not to start a argument. "A-alright... Fine... I'll rest..." Ford then starts out the door to his couch, to the kids, slowly disappearing as he goes but to Stan, he doesn't fade at all. He lays himself down on the couch and tucks himself in, the blanket floating where he is tucked underneath it and the outline of his head and body denting into the couch. He starts to peacefully drift off, finding it rather enjoyable and he murmurs quietly to himself before he is gently taken by sleep. "This... isn't so bad..." He soon starts peacefully snoring but no one can hear it. Stan sighs. "Finally. That nerds the most stubborn one I've ever seen." Mable and Dipper seem distracted with Stan's eyes and he doesn't realize his transformation. He looks at the two curiously, the green pupils practically darting like small fireflies, leaving a small streak of green fog that gradually fades every time he moves his eyes. Dipper is the first to point it out. "Gruncle Stan. Your eyes." Mable speaks after him. "Your pupils are green! They look pretty!" "They look... Hypnotic..." Mable cocks her head a bit curiously at Dipper's comment. "Now that I think about it... They do!" Mable seems rather happy about this while Dipper seems curious. Stan looks at them curiously and he finishes his sandwich. "Well... I'll check it out, then." He walks to the bathroom to take a look at his eyes and, they're right. They seem almost hypnotic and they easily draw attention but, also seem almost scary to look at. He speaks quietly to himself. "Huh. The kids weren't kidding." He finishes examining his eyes and he starts getting prepared and dressed to run the mystery shack. Soos and Wendy had been holding the shack off for awhile now, Stan being late which is unusual for him. Its even more unusual for him to walk in, a glowing amulet around his neck. Wendy looks at him. "Oh! There you are, Mr.Pines! What's up with you today?" Stan looks at her, his eyes piercing her. He shrugs. "Meh. Nothin'." She just stares, pretty much frozen to his eyes under their stare. "O-oh... a-alright, then..." Stan quickly realizes what's going on and he shifts his eyes away from hers. "There. Better?" Wendy unfreezes and looks at Stan in surprise. "Wh-what was that?" Soos walks over curiously. "What's up, dudes?" Stan looks over at Soos and Soos freezes up this time. "D-Dude.... y-your... your..." Stan shifts his eyes away slightly again. "My eyes? Yea. I know. Anyway! We need to get to work! Soos! Fix the register! It keeps jamming up! Wendy! Sweep the floor and organism the shelves! This place is a mess!" Soos salutes to him. "Yes, Mr.Pines!" Wendy salutes. "Absolutely not!" Stan shifts his eyes, looking into Wendy's. She freezes up, the eyes piercing her again. "I-I mean...! Absolutely... WILL! Heh heh! Y-yea! I-I'll get to it!" The two starts working without another complaint. Stan runs the cash register and avoids looking people right in the eye, unless he was conning them. In that case, he looked lots of people in the eye.