Blue Smoke (Reverse Mabel x Will)

The show must begin

The air was suffocating, dust filling my lungs as I breathed in. Cold was the room, the concrete ground covered in dirt mixed with my own blood, screaming out the torturous painful memories that has engulfed my life ever since I met them, ever since I met her. The chains bound me to the ground, as my back was bare in bruises, filled with hatred, yet love.

Tears streamed down my face as I felt a figure stand before me, her blue heels clicked in impatient waiting, as her brown hair leveled down to her waist, the whip gripped tightly around her delicate yet strong hands. She smiled down at me, the smile filled with malice, hate, pain yet joy, joy for hearing me beg for more, joy for hearing me cry in pain, and the joy in seeing me suffer.

 "William" she calls, the voice sharp like a knife yet alluring, pulling me back to the dusty room and away from all thoughts.

 "William get up" she declared, the whip slowly uncoiling from her hands as her blue eyes seemed to shine with delight.

 "Yes ma'am" I managed to get out with a horse whisper, positioning to a bow in front of her with my head lowered.

She smirked pulling the chain attached to my neck bringing me face to face with the one I call mistress, the sight of her was intoxicating as she pulled her lips near mine. My breath started to quicken eyes resting on mine

 "We have a job for you William, and like a good boy I expect it to be done by the hour."

All I could do was nod, as my body started to shake in fear yet excitement for a new task.

 "Mabel what is taking you so long, the show is about to start" A man with a blue eyed cold stare, brown streaked hair, and a little dipper marked along his forehead, with blue flames dancing around his hands as he approached us.

 "Im sorry, I just was having a bit of fun Dipper" Mabel pouted sarcastically letting go of my chains quickly.

Dipper looks down at me in hatred "Lets go sister, he can work later" with that he went back up the stairs on to the stage, as adoring cheers from the crowd roared.

Mabel looks down at me with a smile "We will have our fun later" she says softly.

She pulled a dagger with a blue handle from her sleeve and started to twirl it as she walked up the steps, shutting off the lights, leaving me in the darkness once more alone with my thoughts.

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"Mabel come on, show time is in five minutes" Dipper yelled impatiently, he didn't want to deal with her childish games today.

Mabel brushed her hair in front of the mirror with a confident look, her brown curls disentangling with each stroke. Blue roses were placed on the table in front of her as she ignored them, flashing a smile at her own reflection "Its show time" she declared with a smirk.

The lights started to dim as Mabel waited next to her brother in anticipation. She loved manipulating the minds of these stupid town folks and tourists, it was the most fun she has had in ages ever since discovering her powers.

The gem on her hair band seemed to glow as her brother walked on stage, blue flames decorating his body as he raised his arms up. The crowd cheered as he smirked the flames growing by the minute over the complete control he had over this audience.

 "Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome! To the Tent of Telepathy! Featuring No one other then me, Dipper Gleeful" Dipper bows his arm resting above his waist, as the girls in the crowd went wild with the polite gestures of the stranger.

 "And my sister! Mabel Gleeful" Dipper positioned himself out of the bow as Mabel walked in slowly and seductively, flashing a perfect smile, moving her hair off to the side as It starts to float in mid air, her blue eyes scanning the crowd as it struck the hearts of the men in the room.

She bowed next to her brother, hiding the laughter wanting to escape her lips.

  "These people are too easy" she thought as she preformed the show with her brother.

"Come on brother!" Mabel said in a cheer "Lets give them a show!" Blue smoke started to dance along the stage as both their laughter's filled the crowd.

She wanted the show to be over soon, she had other things to do.

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I walked down to the stairs once more, my body was sweating slightly from the performance as I wiped it off with disgust on a handkerchief . I stopped at the iron door tracing the metal symbols with my fingertip in a smile, opening the door slowly.

The room was small but big enough for a cell, dust patterned the air as the window shined brilliantly through the cage. My eyes laid upon a body of a man with cuts along his back, blue hair covering half of his beaten face, and fresh new tears streaming down his cheeks.

The chains around his wrists shined radiantly through the moonlight, as the dried blood on the ground surrounding his knees seemed to pop in color, as he bowed once more before me.

"You had a task for me madam" he says softly , gently holding my hand, pressing his lips firm against the palm. I smiled at him, for he knows his place again, down at my heels licking the dirt off them. He has tried escaping many times to my dismay.

His brother Bill always decides to play a little game in order to free him, but with every try he always fails, until soon he gave up, leaving Will here in custody for us to toy around with.

"I had a bad day" I exclaimed carving my nail into his jaw line, tracing his face ever so slightly. He closed his eyes tightly. A soft yet shaky breath stumbled through his words as I continued to trace his face.

"Im sorry to hear that" he opened his eyes, as his face grew red with embarrassment. I started to laugh tugging on his hair.

 "Do you want to play" I say as I pull the dagger out once more.

 His body tensed up but still stayed bowing at my feet.

 "Do I have an option" he whispers.