Operation: Matchmaking Bill Cipher [MaBill]

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"I'm loving the pain. I never wanna live without it."

Mabel.

He held my hands. At first I thought he did something evil. I thought he regained his powers because I felt something electric between our hands. But... No. I realized it wasn't. It was something else.

My face burned and I quickly withdrew my hands.

"Mabel," he cooed, "aren't you happy? We can finally be together."

I stare at him. I stare at him because up until now, I can't process the fact that he's Bill. Bill Cipher; mindscape demon, tried to destroy my family. I'm processing the fact that he absentmindedly stole my heart. Ugh, so cheesy. We can finally be together, he said. But how? What will they say?

Stupid. Stupid, Mabel. Why do I care about other people's thoughts? Why?

Why? I shouldn't. I know I should just be me; just be worry-free, you know. Besides, what are the odds that I wouldn't enjoy this relationship? Positive vibe, Mabel Pines. You can do this! You're a woman!

"Are you done?" He asked.

I gave him a questioning look. "Huh?"

He laughed and slowly (and a bit awkwardly) draped his arm over my shoulder. "You were talking to yourself," he said. "So... We're dating. What do people do when they date?"

I gave him a look. "Really, Cipher?"

"What? I'm a demon. Demons don't fall in love." He thought for a sec, as if there was something wrong with what he said. "Demons just lay around, chilling all day, planning to take over the world, 'ya know?"

"And you're a demon," I pointed out. "'Ya planning to take over the world?"

Then silence enveloped us for a minute. He seemed to be taken aback by my question. Who knows? Maybe he is planning to take over the world. I don't know. Unfortunately, I can't read his mind. Even if I don't want it, I'll doubt him. I'll doubt him just for the sake of another never-mind-all-that! thing.

After that silence, he asked the same question. What to do when you're dating?

Well, I know tons of things (but I ain't gonna say that to him, because he has to figure it out himself). First, we can go hiking. Or that time when we went to the falls? I lived for that moment, though it was quite exhausting at the same time. Something can be romantic like bundled up in the same blanket, reading a book. Or watching a movie.

Me and Dipper used to do that before. During weekends. Mostly because I force him to. As if he'd come up with an idea like that; he's all about homework and assignments and deadlines! I'm just... Snowballs and fun times, 'ya know.

I tilted my head and looked at him through my peripheral vision. My face heated when I saw him staring at me. "U–Um, maybe... We..." She slightly shook her head. "I don't exactly know. Haven't you lived for a thousand years? Don't you know everything?" I inched my face a little closer with every question.

He seemed amused. "I don't know, either. Weren't you good at matchmaking? Aren't you a love expert? Why d'you think I asked help from you in the first place?" He did the same thing with what I did. He inched his face a little closer to mine, and now