💙┊ Mabel Gleeful

Mabel Gleeful was in her room, sitting in front of an antique mirror, whispering words in an arcane language as she ran a brush across her lips, applying a shade of carmine that seemed to absorb the light around it. In front of her on the table sat a small glass vial, filled with a bright blue liquid that seemed to pulse with an eerie energy. She was finishing one of her rituals, perfecting the mixture of potions and incantations 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.