SCAREDY CAT
A/N: This idea randomly popped into my head one night while I was reading fanfiction, and I'm really excited to write it! So, here you go!
It was early one Friday morning at Castle Bleck, 4:00 in the morning to be exact, when Dimentio rose from his bed. Evil was on his mind, and he was excited about something. He had done this every morning so far this week, simply because he found joy in it. Without changing out of his nightclothes, but putting on his mask and jester hat, Dimentio teleported silently to Mimi's room, where the green girl was sound asleep.
On Monday morning of that week, Dimentio had problems sleeping. He only slept for about 20 minutes at a time, so at 4:00 he decided to have some fun, and because he had nothing else to do, Dimentio had snuck into Mimi's room to scare her.
Every morning since then, Dimentio had woken up early to give the young girl a scare. It was fun, and no matter how many times she asked him to stop, Dimentio continued doing it.
Why? It was fun, and he hadn't been caught yet, so he didn't get in trouble for it.
He had tried everything so far, from simply waiting outside her door to scare her, to hiding in her closet, to hovering right over the top of her and screaming in her face when she woke up.
Dimentio needed a new plan.
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. Slowly, he slipped his slender body underneath Mimi's bed and waited for her to wake up. When she did, he would make monster noise to creep her out, and then sneak up behind her and grab her.
Around 6:00, Mimi stirred. She murmured something and then sat strait up in bed.
"D-dimentio?" she called. "I kn-know you're there! You're t-trying to sc-scare me again!" her whole body was quivering, and Dimentio held his breath to keep from snickering and revealing himself.
Mimi shakily swung her legs over the side of the bed. "Nastasia!" she cried. "Nassy, help me! I'm scared!"
Dimentio had to act fast. Ditching his old plan, he quickly thought of something he could do really fast, and then teleport away. Mimi's ankles were just out of reach, so he, as silently as possible, shuffled himself a bit closer to her dangling feet. He reached up a hand…
"Nassy! Nassy! Na-EEEEEEK!" Mimi shot up as she felt a hand close around her ankle. A terrified scream erupted from her throat, and Nastasia burst into the room.
"Mimi! What's wrong?"
Mimi looked close to tears. "S-s-s-something is al-l-live und-d-der m-my bed!"
Nastasia sighed. "Mimi, there's nothing under there. I'll even show you." She flipped on the lights.
Under the bed, Dimentio tried desperately to teleport away, but he found that because the space he was in was so tight, it was impossible. He gulped. Oh no.
Nastasia got on her hands and knees next to the bed, with Mimi shivering and whimpering staring over her shoulder. Nastasia lifted the thin sheet that covered the bottom of the bed… and shrieked.
"OH MY GRAMBI, DIMENTIO WHAT ARE YOU DOING UNDER THERE?!"
Dimentio crawled out from under the bed and floated up into the air. He quickly came up with an excuse. "I was simply hiding from O'Chunks who was attempting to throw waffles at my face." He smiled.
"Then why'd you grab my ankle, dummy head?" Mimi, who was now stomping the ground angrily, asked.
"Uhhh…"
"Wait," Nastasia interjected. "O'Chunks is never up this early."
"Did I say O'Chunks? I meant… Mr.….L."
Nastasia sighed. "Uh, Mr.L is away on a mission, so just admit you were scaring Mimi, 'K?"
"Again," Mimi whispered.
Dimentio frowned and looked at the floor, defeated. "Yes, I suppose that WAS what I was doing." His head snapped upwards suddenly. "Ciao!" He smiled and teleported away.
Mimi jumped up and down in a rage. "That doofus," she fumed. "He's scared me every morning this week!" she glanced at Nastasia. "And I need revenge!"
"Don't look at me," Nastasia said. "You can do whatever you want to Dimentio as long you don't hurt him. I'm not going to get involved in this."
"Awww…but Nassy!"
"He didn't scare me did he?"
Mimi shook her head.
"Right," Nastasia said. "And he never will. So you can get back at him yourself, 'K?" Nastasia exited the room, grumbling something.
Mimi sighed. She needed to think of a way to get revenge on Dimentio, and she didn't want to do it alone. Nastasia didn't want to, Mr.L was away on a mission, and Count Bleck didn't like to be bothered when he was studying the Dark Prognosticus. (She couldn't imagine how he would react to her asking him anyway).
Mimi left her room to go find O'Chunks. Just as she thought, he was in the kitchen making breakfast: an Everything Sandwich.
Mimi groaned in disgust. "Really, O'Chunks? You're having a sandwich for breakfast?" she moved closer. "Wait- is that ice cream? And peanut butter, mustard, oatmeal, spinach and…waffles?"
O'Chunks closed the two pieces of bread. "There's some bologna in there somewhere too, lass," he said. "A great warrior can' be a warrior without 'is meat!"
Mimi wrinkled her nose. "Ewww…" She gagged and turned away. "Well, I need your help with something."
"Eh? An' wha' is that?" O'Chunks asked through a mouthful of sandwich.
"I need revenge on Dimentio."
"Sorry, lass." O'Chunks immediately replied. "I'm no man for revenge, an' I don't want anything ta do wit' that crazy jester."
"Awww," Mimi sighed. "It's just that every morning this week, he's scared me nearly to death and he hasn't apologized once!"
"Yes, yes, very true." Mimi suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder and she screamed.
"Dimentio!" she wailed. "You did it again!"
"As a matter of fact I did." He patted her on the back. "There, there. I promise I won't do it again."
"Yeah, you'd better not." Nastasia walked briskly into the room. "Or you'll be punished severely. Understood?"
Dimentio sighed. "OK, no more scaring Mimi, got it." But what could she possibly do to me?
Mimi shoved him away and pouted. It wasn't fair. He could scare her, but she couldn't scare him. Then again, she'd never tried. Her frown slowly turned into a grin as she hatched a plan in her mind. As Dimentio got his breakfast, Mimi couldn't help but study him, wondering what the best way to scare him would be. It wouldn't be easy, but she had something he didn't: the ability to shape shift.
Dimentio realized she was staring at him. "Hello there, Mimi," he said. "Are you plotting revenge inside that little brain of yours?" he patted her in between her pigtails.
Mimi shoved him away again, furious that he could read her mind so easily. "No! I don't do revenge. I'm not a big meanie head like you."
O'Chunks looked over from where he was still eating his sandwich, and said, "Uh, lass, I thought you wanted my help—"
"WANNA HUG, O'CHUNKS?" Mimi suddenly came flying into his arms and they both toppled to the ground.
"EY!" O'Chunks yelled. "Yeh've ruined me sandwich!"
Dimentio hummed a tune as he got ready for bed. He finished brushing his teeth and entered his room, hopping into bed and turning off the lights with a snap of his fingers. He hardly considered what Mimi had said that morning. In fact, he had completely forgotten about it. Any thoughts that Mimi would get revenge on him tonight had left his mind.
He quickly drifted off to sleep.
Mimi woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. It was 2:00 in the morning, and she rose from her bed with an evil grin on her face.
Tonight, Dimentio would find out what happens when you mess with Mimi.
She reached into the darkest part of her mind, piecing together thoughts and images from scary movies, places she had been, and anything else terrifying enough to go into her new garb.
Finally, she glanced in the mirror at the final result of her hard work. She couldn't help but smile.
Staring back at her was the most gruesome creature she had ever come up with. It was all a ghostly white and Mimi could see right through herself. The body was made of tattered cloth, and a few bones were protruding from the bottom of it. The arms were made of more cloth, with skeletal hands poking out of the ends. The head was the most horrifying part. It was completely bald, with a few spots of bone showing through rotting flesh here and there. The eyes were big, black holes in its face, with a glowing red pupil sunk deep into each one. The mouth took up the entire lower half of the face, splitting the head almost in two. Huge, blood-dripping fangs stuck out of it. The whole thing hovered about a foot off the ground.
Figuring ghosts could go through walls, Mimi floated curiously up to the wall that led to the hallway. Sticking out a ghostly hand, she poked it. Unfortunately, she felt the wall beneath her finger.
So Mimi settled for simply opening her door and walking out into the hallway.
She traveled quickly and silently down the hall towards Dimentio's room. Once there, she opened the door cautiously and peered inside. Dimentio was in bed, fast asleep.
Mimi giggled quietly and floated closer, shutting the door behind her.
Dimentio was lying on his side, facing away from her and snoring softly.
He looks kinda cute. Mimi couldn't stop the thought from crossing her mind. And I'll bet he'll look even cuter when he's scared to death!
She looked down at his maskless face, which was a pale white color. His light brown hair had fallen down across his eyes, and he was wearing that ever-present smile on his face.
Mimi placed a deathly pale hand on his face, and called in a ghostly, echoing voice, "Dimeeeeeeeeentiooooooooo… Dimeeeeeeentioooo… Wake up before I eeeeeeeat yoooooooouuuuu…"
Dimentio muttered something inaudible and rolled over, now facing Mimi, who awkwardly moved her hand along with his face.
She placed a hand around each of his shoulders, and lightly shook him. "Dimeeeeeeeeeeentioooooooo… Dimeeeentiooo…" she leaned in towards his ear, and whispered loudly, "DIMENTIO." The voice that escaped her lips was like that of a demon, with many mysterious undertones.
The young jester snapped awake, and the first things he saw were the gaping holes that made up Mimi's eyes.
Dimentio screamed louder than he had ever screamed before. He scrambled out of his bed, gapsing for air.
"N-no! S-s-stay… g-go away…!" He started babbling incoherently, and Mimi laughed, a hollow, harsh, rasping sound coming out of her throat.
"Wh-what d-d-d-do you want?"
Mimi closed the space between them slowly, backing Dimentio against a wall.
"I waaaaaaaaant… to eeeeeeeat… your sssssssssssssooooooooooooul…" Mimi drew out the words slowly, and raised a hand to his throat.
Dimentio's eyes widened, his breath quickened, and his body started shaking uncontrollably. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a soft whimper.
Mimi laughed again, loving how adorably helpless the usually cocky, arrogant young boy looked.
As her hand closed around his throat, Dimentio screamed again, and then passed out in her arms.
With a puff of purple smoke, Mimi converted to her original form, catching her small jester friend. He was surprisingly light, and Mimi carried him back to his bed, laying him down and pulling up the covers.
"Goodnight, Dimmy," she whispered. "And next time, think twice before messing with me."
A/N: Well, that's it for this chapter! There will be one more, and I hope to post it sooner than later. Sorry this was up so late, it was originally supposed to be posted a day or two after the second chapter of Stolen. The computer freaked out on me and I had to wait for it to refresh itself and after that I sorta went into a writers block and didn't finish it until tonight. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!