💙┊ 𝑴𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍 𝑮𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍

Mabel Gleeful was in her room, sitting in front of an antique mirror, whispering words in an arcane language as she brushed her lips with a crimson shade that seemed to absorb the light around her. Before her, on the table, rested a small glass vial filled with a bright blue liquid that seemed to pulsate with an unsettling energy. She was finishing one of her rituals, perfecting the mixture of potions and enchantments she used to maintain her control over those who fell under her spell. The door opened with a soft creak, revealing Dipper, who watched her silently for a few seconds before speaking.