I don't like author's comments so I will try to make this as short as possible. Takes place about three years after the show. Also I know its short, but there will be more chapters. Ok enjoy.
It felt like she had been crying for years. Her head was pounding and her throat was sore. It was amazing to find she had not run out of tears. Yet despite the pain it was bringing and mess it was making on her bed, she just couldn't stop herself from sobbing her heart out. It was pitiful, Mabel Pines never cries after a breakup, not even when her old boyfriend broke up with her after they dated for six months.
Why was Paul any deferent though? Was it the way he always looked at her when they sat together, glancing at her with so much love in his eyes? How he seemed to know when her laughter was forced or real, and comforted her when it was faked? Could it have been the way he held her, like he was afraid she would vanish in his arms? The way he would talk with her like she was the only thing in his world?
Fresh tears began to fall down her cheeks. It was hard for her. Why would he just out of the blue break it off? He seemed to love her with all his heart, and she loved him back. Was she wrong? Did she misread everything about him, thinking he had strong feelings for her? It was possible, she had done it before. Still, it hurt like mad to think about.
She was simply tired of it, the lies, the pain, it was too much. She wanted better times, happier times, like when she first met him. She did not want to be curled up on her bead crying her eyes out. She wanted him, and the happiness he gave her. All she felt, for weeks after she started dating him, was pure bliss. Now it was all gone, drained away leaving her a mess. She wanted to be happy again, but had no clue how to get it.
"Ahaha. You look like someone ran you over with a truck. It's a real improvement Shooting Star!" A loud noisily voice mocked from behind her.
Mabel didn't even have to look to see who it was, she already knew. She was sad and angry right now, and she did not want to deal with anyone while she was like this. Wiping away some tears, she spun around to face her unwelcomed guest, but he wasn't there. Glancing around the room she spotted him laying down, relaxed, on one of the support beams.
"Go away Bill. I'm not in the mood to deal with you and your shenanigans right now." She stated with a sniffle. She had hoped that the demon would understand and leave, but that was wishful thinking.
"Aww, does lil' Shooting Star not want company?" The demon asked mockingly, "You and I both know that's not going to happen now is it?"
Mabel sighed, it was pointless to argue with demon. "Alright fine, so you're not leaving." She paused, "What are you even doing here?"
The dream demon chuckled and floated down from his beam. "I came here for many reasons, stopping by and checking up on you guys, make a deal, steal a few souvenirs to make your uncle mad, you know, normal things like that."
"Wait, you're the reason me and Dipper are on shoplifting lookout now! You just gave us extra work!" She shouted at the demon before realizing what he said. "Wait, a deal? A deal with who?"
The demon flew closer to her, before happily replying, "With you of course!"
