Mabill

A Unexpected Visitor.

Mabel was giving up and starting to accept the fact that she may not come out of that alley way alive that night right when a flash of red light filled the alley way. Mabel was blinded by the light and felt the men around her let go of her and fall to the ground. Without the men holding her up, Mabel was now too weak as well to support herself and collapsed only to be gently caught by a breathtakingly handsome boy who looked no older then herself with soft blonde and yellow hair.

Mabel stood in his arms for a few seconds staring at his familiarity but then quickly tried to stand on her own by bracing her hands on his shoulders. She winced at the pain in her legs as she stood. Bill quickly grabbed her waist to keep her from falling and brought her into him.

"Bi- Bill?" Mabel managed to say staring into his eyes still trying to catch her breath.

"Hello again, Shooting Star." Bill said with a soft look on his face. "Its been so long..."

"Why- why are you here?" Mabel didn't know whether to be scared, grateful, or whether to slap him.

After a pause he managed, "I'd enjoy it if you didn't slap me, Shooting Star." Bill chuckled after reading her thoughts.

"Your pretty lucky- I'm in too much pain to slap you." Mabel snapped with his arms still holding her upright. Bill just rolled his eyes in amusement and gently scooped up her legs to carry her. Mabel winced as he lifted the bottom half of her up into his arms. Bill then snapped his fingers, teleporting them into Mabel's and Dipper's room. Bill carefully laid Mabel on her bed and sat on the side of the bed. Although he never used it, he rubbed his hands together and a blue flame ignited to heal her wounds.

"Bil-"

'Shh we will wake your brother' Bill told Mabel telepathically.

'Hey! Stop! What are you doing with that fire?!' Mabel then pulled her covers over her legs.

'Shh it wont hurt.' Bill assured her as he pulled her covers off and slightly lifted her skirt to show the wound, making Mabel blush. Then he rubbed his hand down her leg making her blush even more. Bill continued to gently heal all of her wounds.

'Bill- thank you.' Mabel said gazing into his eyes. Bill looked away from Mabel's head wound to meet her stare with a gentle smile. As a sign of thank you, Mabel put her arms around his neck and hugged him. Bill was unsure what he was feeling but he felt himself blush and was suddenly unsure where to put his arms. Mabel laid back down and smiled to see him blushing.

'Bye Bill.' Mabel winked and pulled her covers up.

'Bye my Shooting Star.' Bill smiled and shut off her light. He desired to kiss her head, hand, lips, anything. Instead he snapped and was gone.

Bill paced his house in the dreamscape for hours. He had never felt feelings and now he had a waterfall of feelings raging out of him. All he could think about was Mabel. How she blushed when he touched her. Her screams, that gave Bill a familiar feeling. Rage and anger. It woke the familiar beast living inside of him. He thought about when he left he called her 'his Shooting Star'. Why did he think Mabel belonged to him? He didn't know. But all he wanted was to be with her. Bill walked to his library and grabbed a glowing black book. He whispered 'Mabel Pines' into the cover and the book practically flew out of his hands while flipping to a random page where he saw Mabel. She was sound asleep having a dream about... Bill? He didn't know why but without thinking, he jumped into the the dream. ~