A Siren's Song Chapter 5"Dipper...?" Mabel called out through the tiny holes in the hidden prison.
A young man curled in a tiny ball, cringed at the sound.
"Dipper...?" She called again.
Dipper uncurled from his position in the chamber and curled towards his sister's voice. It was the most soothing sound he heard in so long.
Dipper had lost track as to long he had been in this chamber; since there was no sunlight it was impossible to decipher how much time had passed. The only time the holes got bigger was to provide him with food, or what could be consider food.
Dipper tried his very best to be on his best behavior so he could come out, but Bill had only left in there with no intention of letting him out anytime soon. Leaving the boy with nothing but his thoughts to chip away at his sanity.
"What are... doing here Mabel?" He asked, perplexed. "You know Bill forbade you from talking to me."
"He left to for awhile... Saying something about needing to eat..." The twins shuddered about the helpless soul that wou
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Bill was stirred from sleep when he heard the sounds of a girl weeping. He looked beside him to see that Mabel was lying on the cushions, crying.
It had been several weeks since the siren had claimed the young woman as his own; even then the poor girl cried everyday; wanting more than everything to go home to her family. Only the siren wouldn't let her out of her sight, leaving her sad and very lonely.
He scooped her up into his arms, petting her soft hair.
"Hush now..." He soothed. "You know all this weeping isn't going to give you what you want."
Mabel glared up at him through her tears. Even if she was stuck here, she would be dead before she returned any sort of affection.
Bill sat up, setting the young woman on his lap.
"Why aren't you happy with me?" He asked. "Haven't I given everything a girl like you could wish for?"
Mabel looked down at the ground. Yes it was true, Bill had given some pretty nice things. He transformed her tattered peasants dress into a beautiful si
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It had been had been a week since Mabel's altercation with the wicked siren. During that time, she had made it her life's mission to avoid either the forest at all cost.
Going into the forest was a death trap for the beyond the trees was the siren' lair; and in the thicket of green it was still very easy to hear the creature's enchanted singing.
Even then however, Mabel was almost convinced she could hear the siren's singing in the village.
He was singing for her, wanting the young woman to fall under his spell and return to him. She glared towards the direction of his lair; she wasn't going to fall for his tricks a second time. Not when she knew that if he abducted her again he was going to keep her as his prisoner. Not only that however, he was probably furious that she had even escaped.
Sometimes during the dark nights as she slept, she thought she could hear his voice calling out for her; one minute it could be taunting, another it could be enraged, and at other times he
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Mabel opened her eyes feeling rather foggy. She seemed to have been in some sort of deep sleep; and she couldn't seem to recall how or why.
She tried to sit herself up when she felt arms wrapped tightly around her body.
Confused she tried to turn to find herself staring into the familiar siren's sleeping face. That's when she remembered: the enchantment, the lagoon, the tail wrapped tightly around her waist; and the gentle lullaby that had put her into that deep sleep.
She glared daggers at the creature, but smiled a little when she noticed he seemed to be in a deep sleep. She had the chance to escape before he awakened.
Mabel tried to delicately pull the arms off of her, but they seemed well in place, there was no way she was going to get them off without using force.
She just hoped the siren was a heavy sleeper.
With all her strength she pulled the first arm away; and set it gently on his hip. From the looks of it, he didn't stir. She pulled the second arm away but as she a
A Siren's SongThe sun was beginning to set on a particularly hot summer day.
While the heat was blaring within the villages, the tall trees in the forest were keeping things nice and cool for the young woman who was taking a walk in the forest.
She sighed as she tossed back her long curly hair behind her shoulders. The heat was affecting her greatly and she escaped to the trees to find never ending shade from the sun's hot rays.
She smiled as she felt the cool trees shield her from the sun, but it did nothing to keep back her thirst.
She had been walking for hours now and she was desperate for a drink of water; not to mention her flask was bone dry.
She knew the trek home would be long and felt that it would best to find a lake or pond to refill her flask.
The young woman continued her trek when she heard a sound. It sounded like a man singing.
The voice was enchanting and made the young woman almost compelled to follow it. What was the harm anyway? Maybe it would lead her to water.
As she followed
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Mabel really hadn't expected Waddles to grow so quickly.
I mean two months and now he was almost 200 pounds; how was that even possible.
She tried as best as she could to keep him from destroying the house.
Waddles didn't do any of this on purpose, he was just getting to big.
Mabel begged the pig to not run around that much, as she knew her parents were reaching the last of their patience.
She opened her eyes on a cool Saturday morning to hear her father screaming at the pig.
"WADDLES GET THAT NEWSPAPER OUT OF YOU MOUTH!" He roared.
Mabel gasped as she ran downstairs to grab him.
"Waddles... No..." She begged, easily grabbing the paper.
The pig obeyed her at once.
Mabel held the saliva dripping ripped up paper.
"Here's the paper, daddy." She said, smiling sweetly.
"Mabel I told you to keep him in the pen in the back." He growled.
"But he must of..."
"Mabel the pig is getting to hard to control. Perhaps you need to..."
"NO!" She screamed. "I can't get rid of him! He and I are