💙┊ 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 over her lips, applying a shade of carmine that seemed to absorb the light around her. In front of her, on the table, rested a small glass vial filled with a glowing blue liquid that seemed to throb with an unsettling energy. She was finishing one of her rituals, perfecting the blend 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 in silence for a few seconds before speaking.