Be. That. Girl.
Nastasia inhaled some fresh air.
She turned towards the horizon, and the sea.
Mimi, O'Chunks and Mr.L were playing with a ball, half dipped in water.
On the other side Count Bleck was lying on a deckchair. Apparently, he was sleeping.
Nastasia began to dream, as only she could, walking on the shore.
To dream about the life she wanted, to wish that someday he would have looked at her with different eyes, that he would have understood that he had... her love.
Because what she felt for him made her feel bad... now.
She wanted him so much...
But she stumbled over something, falling, her face to the ground.
She touched the sand, and saw a strange pink stone, that was the fault of her fell.
She picked it up. And she found herself in front of Dimentio.
"What's this?" she asked him.
"Well, maybe it's a magical stone that make your own wish come true?" He said mockingly.
"Ah ah ah. Don't tease me" she said, dodging him, and moving forward with the stone in her hands.
The water touched her ankles gently.
What he had said was still echoing in her head. Wish.
"What's your wish, Nastasia?" she wondered.
"Simple. To be that girl."
She closed her eyes.
...
Nastasia opened her eyes, and looked around, where was she? Then she realized: that was his castle, and she was above ... Mario's shoulder? She was so small compared to him...!
"But... It can't be... It worked..." she whispered.
"What did you say, Tippi? Beyond that door there is Count Bleck, we'll beat him and save the worlds! Aren't you happy?" He said, excited for the challenge.
"Good luck, Mario..." she said with a small voice.
She was that girl. And she was seeing the end of his castle, his home, his Count. Because the shape of her face had changed... but she was always her.
It was not fair, but it had to happen.
She helped Mario.
And Mario... Mario defeated the Count.
"Timpani... Is that really you?" He said, pointing to the Pixl that was fluttering over Mario's shoulder.
"Yes Blumiere... It's me." Nastasia lied. But seeing how he looked at her, repaid her of lying.
She faked at the end, to get near him.
Nastasia looked around for a while. He saw her friends, saw her body. Timpani, the real Timpani, confined in the body of Nastasia, glared at her.
And at that moment, she wanted to die. Was it worth it?
Yes.
She looked at the count, came up to him.
And she saw when Dimentio came over all, before being beaten.
And crossed the threshold, with the Count.
But that was not the Count, she noticed.
That was Blumiere.
He was not the one she wanted.
Then she understood.
A tear fell from her cheek.
She could never have him, never.
He did not exist.
She turned. She heard Blumiere calling, but she ran away.
She ran into nothingness, tears dripping from his eyes.
Then she got slammed.
Dimentio was there, watching her.
"Take me out of here!" She cried, her cheeks full of tears.
"Calm down, dear Nastasia, and open your eyes"
Nastasia opened them.
She was on a deck, lying.
In front of her there was the Count. Then Mimi, O'Chunks, Mr.L and on her right.
Dimentio, on her left.
"Is it okay, Nastasia, said the Count?" ...Said the Count.
"You were walking in water and you fainted" said Dimentio.
"All right, I just felt dizzy, it was... the heat" Nastasia said with a smile.
All gradually went away.
There she laid, dazed on the couch, watching the Count who controlled his purse.
Dimentio looked at her.
"Be careful of what you wish for" he whispered.
And she was left alone.
EDIT: Oh my god. That was written... so, badly! My grammar was AWFUL! I fixed a lot of things. And I think I'll do that with my other stories also... Love you all!
Ah, this was my FIRST FANFICTION. I had never written one before...!