Mimi sat alone in her room, bored. The Count was off doing some stupid errand that had something to do with Lady Timpani, O'Chunks was being his dumb, slightly scary self, and Nastasia was working, as always.

She scribbled in her synthetic fur-covered diary, 'Man! It's so boring today! I wish that I could mess around with Dimentio, but alas, he would beat me to a pulp!' At that moment, a brilliant idea struck the pixilated teenager, and she ran as fast as she could towards Mr. L's room.

"HEY!" Turns out, Mr. L was in the hallway, and Mimi smacked him in the head with her purse. "I exist, don't I?"

"Mr. L. Just the man I wanted to see," Mimi said sinisterly, ignoring his earlier outburst. "I need some help with a little... prank, let's call it. You come with me and I'll tell you the plan. Then, you better not tell. Everyone's going to love this..."

Mimi and Mr. L both retreated from Mimi's room, both grinning evilly now. "That was a brilliant idea, my dear Mimi." Mr. L bent down and kissed Mimi's hand.

"Why thank you, good sir." Mimi giggled and skipped down to Dimentio's room merrily. Mr. L watched and sighed. 'Ah, she is beautiful...'

The two ex-villains snuck into Dimentio's room silently, as to not catch the jester's attention. Dimentio was going through his masks feverishly. "Sharpie all over!" he muttered as he looked through the masks that Mimi secretly scribbled all over.

"Now!" Mr. L hissed into Mimi's ear. She then shot a Rubee at Dimentio's head, knocking him out temporarily. "Perfect!" Mr. L high fived Mimi and they slowly crept forward towards Dimentio.

Mr. L picked up a book in Dimentio's bookshelf. "That's it!" Mimi whispered excitedly. It was a book on Floro Sprouts, and how to plant them. "If we read this, then we'll know how to put them in Dimentio!" This was the most fun thing Mimi had ever done in a while. Usually it was just laying around, wandering through the many corridors of the castle, watching the Count and Timpani spend time together...

Anyways, Mimi and Mr. L dug through Dimentio's closet and finally came out with a few Floro Sprouts. "Let's keep a few, in case we need them for something else..." Mimi didn't know what else they would need the sprouts for, but she decided not to ask.

Mimi silently approached Dimentio and placed a sprout on top of Dimentio's head and said the incantation that wove the roots into his mind. She skipped around the room gleefully when Dimentio sat up, looking confused. "I think that Dimentio's mind has been taken over by the Floro Sprout..." Mr. L fist pumped and grabbed Mimi's hand and asked her, "What do you want him to do?"

"Well..."

"Dimentio, go get me a lemonade!" Mimi and Mr. L were having a great time ordering Dimentio around. They hadn't told him to do anything embarrassing... yet.

"I think it's time for Dimentio to have a little fun..." Mr. L had a devious look in his eyes that Mimi knew very well. He had told her that when he was thinking, the gears in his head were turning, just like the machines he made. He had told her that when they were little, when they were about 10. Back before Mario, before the Prognosticus, before Timpani... Back when they were safe.

"I think that Dimentio should scream 'Friday' by Rebecca Black at the top of his lungs right next to the Count all day," Mimi suggested, looking pleased with her idea.

Mr. L nodded his head. "Great idea, but I think that can wait." Mr. L then whispered his idea into Mimi's ear, and her eyes widened.

"Are you sure? She can get REALLY mad!" Mimi questioned. It was a risky plan, for sure.

"I think I'll take my chances."

"Now, we've gone over the plan a million - and a half - times. You CAN'T mess this up!" Mr. L was super excited, and this time HE was skipping around the small hallway like a maniac, softly saying 'Yay'. Dimentio nodded stiffly and walked, more relaxed, to Nastasia's room/office.

Mimi and Mr. L were spying from behind a corner. 'This is going to be great,' Mr. L thought. 'I've always known about Dimentio's crush on Nastasia. He'll be thanking us for finally letting Nastasia know about his feelings. Anyways, with Dimentio taken, I can finally tell Mimi...' He was snapped back to reality by a sharp jab in the stomach. It was Mimi. She wanted to tell him something.

Her grin spread all the way across her face. Literally! She pointed around the corner and signaled for Mr. L to look with her. Dimentio knocked on Nastasia's door and she answered, looking slightly bedraggled. "Dimentio, what is it? The Count wanted a report on where the min -"

Dimentio took her hands in his and kissed her. Nastasia looked and felt shocked beyond belief at his sudden actions. He let go of her hands and backed away, looking and feeling just as shocked as Nastasia. He ran around the corner and vanished, but not before seeing Mimi and Mr. L sniggering at the two astonished faces. Dimentio, being older and smarter than everyone, put two and two together and glared at the two now worried faces before snapping his fingers and teleporting away with the usual earth-bending ripple. But this time it whispered a word. It may have just been one word, but it frightened the young adults just as much as a sentence.

"Revenge."