The Mystery Shack, a small but rather expenseive tavern in the small town of Gravity Falls, Oregon was home to many stange myths and rumours.

For example, it was said in hushed whispers amonst the townspeople that the owners nephew was secretly dating the daughter of the richest and snobbiest family in all of the west region of the United States; the Northwest's.

The owner himself – whom was named Standford Pines – was bit shaddy himself. His charged quite a bit for his services; in fact the only thing that really changed at the Shack was it's prices; the same people always worked there who had been working there for years. An abitious young girl named Wendy Courdry, a handy man who just went by Soos for some odd reason, the aforementioned nephew, Dipper Pines, and his twin sister – and the most talked about amounst the four – Mabel Pines.

Mabel was said to be a beautiful woman. She had long brown hair and even browner (and more beautiful) eyes. She was the exact oppisite of her brother; an extrovert at heart and thriving at social scenes. She was also nortrius for being a huge flirt with anyone who caught her eye.

And today was no different.

Mabel stood, bored, behind the counter. It was a bit slow today. She and Dipper had tried to telled Grunkle Stan that; it was something of a holiday at Gravity Falls today, since the Northwest's were having a party and all of the town wanted to get just a glimpse of what the "high life" was like. And Mabel herself wanted to see just what it was like. Unfortunately she couldn't leave, consider Stan had dispeared and Dipper had been dragged into being Pacfica's date ("It's not a date!").

So Mabel was here, by herself. There wasn't much going, minus Wendy and her friends who were talking – well almost all of them; Tanbry had her head in the clouds again.

Suddenly someone burst their head into the Shack. "Everyone!" they shouted, "He's here!"

Amoung other rumours in Gravity Falls, there was one figure that was consistant; a young man with dirty blonde hair and and eye patch over his left eye, clad in yellow most days. Mabel knew the legends; if he wasn't taking over a town or village, he was slaughtering his enemies.

Bill Cipher, she knew, was not one you wanted to get on the bad side of.

And, she thought she knew, perhaps, exactaly why he was back in Gravity Falls again. There were rumours that he'd left behind his last maiden, and was looking for another to call his girl. she'd never actually seen him, or formerly met him, which was odd, because she and her brother knew everyone in Gravity Falls.

Suddenly, the door opened and Mabel was pulled from her thoughts. She saw a lean figure standing in the doorway. Was that him?

He wasn't what she'd expected; tall, lean, dirty blonde hair (though it seem more dirty then blonde in this light), and a darker skin tone than expected. Mabel felt her face start getting flush; he was much more attarctive than she'd thought. Now she knew what the myths meant when they said he stole a womans heart with one glance.

His golden eye, the one not covered by a black eyepatch, scanned the room. Wendy jumped up, mumbled about doing something in the kitchen, and walked off to the back, Tambry following her shortly thereafter. Bill walked inside and sat down infront of her at the bar, and Mabel had to taken a breath. "Good afternoon, sir." she greeted him. "May I help you?"

From behind him, she could see Robbie and the other boys slip out the door.

"Afternoon." Bill's voice, which was much more high pitched than expected, broke her path of thought. "Aren't you a pretty thing?" he chuckled.

Mabel blushed. "Oh… thank you."

"Anytime, Shooting Star." he smirked. "I'll have a margirita, please."

She started making his margirita and Mabel suddenly felt self concious; his eye watched her, and she could just tell he was looking at every curve on her body. Far be it from her to deny him, though.

"So," he said, as she gave him his drink, "what in the world is a pretty girl such as yourself doing working in a run down place like this?"

"I work here with my brother." she answered, "We're helping our great uncle."

"Ah," he said. "Sounds boring. Espicailly when you consider," he paused, looking around, "that there's no one else here this afternoon."

"It was," she said, "but then you showed up." the wordshad slipped out of her mouth before she had the chance to stop them. Bill, his smirk growing ever wider, chuckled. "A firey spirt. I like it." he sipped his drink.

Mabel smiled. "Thank you."

"So, what's your name?" he asked.

"Mabel." she said, "Mabel Pines."

He laughed. "Mabel? I think I like Shooting Star better."

"Bill!" a harsh voice yelled from outside, and Bill sighed. "Get out here now!"

"Oh great. It's Mister Not-So-Gleeful." he rolled his and Mabel giggled.

"I'll be out in a second Gideon!" he shouted, then he turned back to Mabel. "I gotta go, Star. Gotta keep my boss happy." he got out his walet. "What do I owe you?"

"Uh–" Mabel stammered. "–Nothing." she said. "It's on the house."

He looked up at her, "Really?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

"…thanks." he said with a gentle smile, one that made her just melt. "I'm off, then." he stood. "May the stars align for you and I to meet again, Shooting Star." he winked att her, and then was off and out the door.

The moment he left, Wendy's head poked out of the kitchen. "Dude." she said.

"Wendy, I think I'm in love."