You don't have a choice (Will x Dipper Gleeful)

Telepathy performance

Wills POV

I opened my eyes from regenerating. From me being a demon I didn't sleep, instead I was slowly healing the wounds I received from the twins' constant abuse and advantage of me. I could in theory sleep, that's how I go to the mindscape but I never had the opportunity too. I had to start early with breakfast, and I needed to finish my chores as I waited until tonight when their performance was.  The performance made me very angsty, I could barely shut my eyes. I grunted, getting up and feeling my back which was for some reason sore, last night Mabel landed a few whips on me just because she could. I thought my body was used to it, but apparently, it still had some adapting.

I made my way upstairs and began preparing breakfast for the ruthless twins.  I'll admit, maybe somewhere under their venomous skin there was some good but it was hard to get too. I've never seen it, but I think its there. While cooking, I felt sensitive. Like a sharp pain or feeling in my chest. I broke down in tears. Stopping for a moment I held my head over the sink and put my hands on the counter, crying. I hated being a slave to the Gleeful twins. I could only expect terrible things to happen, every single day.  But nothing got any better even if I was set free by them.

Once I was done having my small breakdown I finished breakfast and escorted the twins to the dining room to eat.

I was cleaning the living room, making sure to fluff each pillow and dust the surface of anything that wasn't fabric, even if it wasn't dusty at all, I didn't want to take the risk.  Everything had to be perfect. Everything. 

Mabel walked into the room and sat down on the couch, not looking up from her book. I tried not to look at her but she would know I was in the room without looking up at me. She could hear my soft sobs.  "Oh dear, would you please stop crying? It's irritating" she said, in a sweet voice but still full of hate and sarcasm.  I replied to her, not sure if it was the best idea "I-I'm sorry Mistress M-Mabel" I said. She slammed the book shut and walked up to me. Then she backhanded my cheek with a harsh sound that was in synch with her attack. I felt my pale face sting from the impact. "Don't apologize you crybaby!" She hissed.  Her voice was violent making me want to cry more. I was going to apologize again, but she just told me not too, I would only get punished more. "Get ready, we're leaving soon," she said and walked away.

After I was all cleaned up we all went to the tent of telepathy. We were an hour early but there was already a line of people wanting to get in. They all stood there, knowing nothing would happen for another hour.   But they didn't stop being enthusiastic. When they saw Mabel and Dipper graciously walk past them, they all shrieked and cheered. How could they love people that were so evil? I saw Dipper shoot me a look when I thought that.  We went in and set up everything, making sure we were ready for the audience.

Soon enough people piled into the seemingly small space. Sitting in their seats, I stood backstage anxious to be in front of everyone as a prop.  I didn't want to participate in the act, but I didn't have a choice. I rubbed my wrists under the chains on my hands. I felt them tighten and turned around, seeing Dipper.

Dippers/Masons POV

I stared at Will, who was trembling in fear and we hadn't even started yet. It annoyed me so I tightened his chains.  I knew it wouldn't solve much, but it made me feel better. He looked over at me, with tears in his eyes.  I pretended not to care, honestly, the crying was irritating but I couldn't blame him.  "Get ready, when I call you out you come got it? Don't make me wait" I told him.  He nodded and I looked at Mabel. The lights dimmed, and I heard the entire crowd go silent.  We had their attention without saying a thing.

My powers grew and we both teleported on the stage, followed by smoke.  Mabel held out her hand.  "Welcome one and all" "To the tent of Telepathy" I finished.  "Today we will need no volunteers," I said. "We pre-selected a lucky soul to perform with us," Mabel said.  The curtains opened as we gestured behind us "Please welcome, Will Cipher" we said together.

Will slowly walked out still trembling in fear.  The crowd gasped and murmured.  They were confused to see a strange-looking human, they didn't know he wasn't though.  Will stood straight and tall looking upon the audience, trying not to cry.  "Dear," I began "Please, against that wall?" Will walked over to a wall pre-placed and laid against it.  Mabel began speaking "This human, can take any type of torture," she said.  Will's eyes got wide, he knew we didn't practice this.  Mabel held up a throwing knife and the crowd gasped. She then turned to Will and threw the blade. It soared through the air and pierced dead center in the horrified demon's shoulder. All he let out was a wince in pain and some people in the audience screamed. The blood slowly poured from the blade of the wound, but William kept on the best face he could.

We performed various tricks on him to demonstrate how immortal he was.  When we went to send him in a box, he stopped. His eyes filled with tears.  He was ruining our performance.  I went to hiss at him to get into the box, but he fell to his knees and began to break down crying. In front of my entire audience.