The applause was a beautiful array of love and attention to us both as we stood upon the stage with curtains revealing our long awaited presence. Our performances were almost like a drug to most of our regulars. We performed our magic upon a stage and they kept coming back, buying more and more tickets to soothe their addiction of us. The most wonderful part of it all is that close to everyone always assumes it is all a staged and fake performance when the truth is, everything we do is very, very real.
We've experienced it all upon a daily basis. We get fans who sneak backstage just to have met the glorious Gleeful Twins and others who long awaited front row seats just to have grabbed at our ankles and turn that into a perverted sexual fantasy of theirs. Death threats have been sent to our residence daily and children, even, who give presents of crudely drawn pictures of us upon hangmen gallows or boiling cauldrons of a witch's spellcasting. It's almost made us both amused by the mixtures of hate and absolute adoration we've received from our fans.
The best accomplishment is that we are what make this pathetic town a desired attraction, especially compared to our weak competition: The Mystery 'Hack.' Gravity Falls is a nothing town within Oregon but whenever someone sees a clip of us perform or just hears of us from word of mouth, people seem to come quickly outside of their states just to see us. It's a flattering thing above it all and it empowers one with a feeling of accomplishment as if we could do anything.
And then we would return home to drink away our worries. We would study spells or spiritually cleanse property from anyone who had decided today was our day to die. Our servant, William Cipher, waits upon us hand and foot for grave consequences await if he doesn't. And, above all, the man in charge of it all is our Great Uncle Ford. If you were to speak against him, you would gain a new attachment, perhaps a bullet carefully shot between your ribs or a steak knife to split tendons within your hands. If we could not heal ourselves due to our magical prowess, we would most likely be dead by now due to the man. It's the reason, at age 21, we've been performing for 10 years at this tent and dealing with everything in between that had come with our fame.
And now we are allowing a glimpse into our lives that will be filled with horrors, romance, thrilling performances, and, the most important, it will all be about your favorite Stars of the Show. Stay tuned.
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The Stars of the Show
FanfictionTrigger Warnings/Content Involvement: This story is intended for mature audiences! You will come across the following - Self-Harm, Eating Disorders, Indentured Servitude, Substance Abuse, Physical Abuse, Familial Abuse, Extreme Violence/Homicide, Se...