Chapter Three
Lord Blumiere glared at his table companions with something close to hatred as he shoveled into his scrambled eggs and bacon. Mimi sighed and tried not to roll her eyes. It technically wasn't her fault Lord Blumiere was so ticked off at them. It was all that idiot jester's fault, who thought it would be funny to play yet another prank on her. Early in the morning, no less. With a scowl, she faced Dimentio, who was calmly eating his breakfast, as if nothing had ever happened. He suddenly looked up, and winked, while smiling smugly. Within seconds, Mimi felt her temper rise, and her face flushed slightly red. That dimwitted magician is sooo not off the hook. He's gonna pay dearly for that kiss.., she thought as she stuffed her mouth with a slice of toasted bread. Nastasia seemed to notice her anger, since she cleared her throat on purpose, while glancing once in her direction.
Lady Timppani, who sat right across from Nastasia, sighed."My goodness. Can't we all get along for once? By Grambi, this silence is uneccesary and a waste of time!", she said softly. Lord Blumiere ground his teeth."It would all be fine, if certain people hadn't woken me up so early in the morning...", he spat, glancing at Mimi, then Dimentio. Nastasia flinched, and Mimi was forced to gulp her toast down."Um...Count Bleck-er, I mean, Lord Blumiere, I-", she began, but was cut off by another glare from the former count."Mimi, you of all people know better than to scream at top volume so early in the morning. If Dimentio has taken your things, please ask him nicely to return them. But do not, under any circumstances, scream and demand him to return your things. Besides, you aught to be more responsible of where you leave your personal diary.", he growled. Mimi only picked at her scrambled eggs in embarassment.
Next, he turned to face Dimentio, who was still eating his bowl of porridge calmly."And you, Dimentio, need to respect Mimi's personal belongings. Grambi knows how angry she can get if you so much as touch even a ring of hers. I know you enjoy insulting her, and because of that, have recived her vengeful anger as a result. But I will not allow it anymore. Either follow the rules, or next time, you will pay the consequences.", he hissed. The black and white jester smirked."Lord Blumiere, I am sorry you had to be awaken in such a manner. But I assure you, no such incident shall repeat itself again.", he replied smoothly, his hand hovering over a soft bagel. O'Chunks glowered at Dimentio, his eyesight set on the bagel."You lucky 'Mentio, that I'm feelin' 'appy today. Lest you'd be facin' ta wrath of me fists...", he threatend as the magician took a bite from the bagel. Dimentio smiled.
Nastasia sighed as she walked around the garden, twirling a lock of magenta hair absentmindedly. A sudden noise bought her out of her thoughts, and she groaned."Mimi, I do wish you wouldn't dress in such small clothes.", she mumbled. Mimi sniffed."Nassie, I like to dress like this! It says a lot about who I am! Besides, I'm going to Flipside to see if I can find some cutie-pies to talk to!", she giggled. Nastasia rolled her eyes. Her friend never thought about nothing else but boys, or 'cutie-pies', as she reffered to them. Not that the topic was that surprising, considering the fact that Mimi was about to be an adult soon. Mostly, Nastasia suspected she did it because somehow, she wanted Dimentio to be jealous. And it worked. Or at least, Nastasia thought so. Many times she had observed the jester while Mimi was talking about this boy or that, and she always realized that he would always subtletly grit his teeth in anger.
A sudden pop! sounded in the air, and Dimentio appeared, his black and white suit contrasting oddly with the greenery. He smiled when he saw Mimi, and he immediatly bought himself down on one knee, his head bowing low."Dear Mimikins, I do wish you would accept my apology about earlier in the morning...heh heh heh heh.", he said, his melodic voice expertly hiding the sarcasm hidden. Mimi sniffed."Hmph! You don't even mean it. So, apology not accepted!", she countered. Nastasia buried her face in her hands."Oh, Grambi...Please, both of you...No fighting right now!", she said. Mimi looked once more at Dimentio in disdain before she turned to face the telepath."But Nassie! He always starts it! Argh! You know what? I'm soo outta here. Goodbye Dimentio!", she snapped as she walked away, the bright pink dress she was wearing swishing slightly. Dimentio only smirked."Ciao, my dear little shape-shifter!", he called back in reply. Nastasia glared at him, her glasses partially hiding her eyesight."Dimentio, um, you're too mean to Mimi. She really cares for you. It's just that she doesn't tend to show it.", she said angrily.
Dimentio smirked."That's the whole point of my bantering! Besides, she is too thick-headed to feel anything but greed and self-importance. It is possibly the only characteristics we share, you see.", he said smoothly. Nastasia glowered at him and folded her arms."Dimentio, you are cruel. But, I guess that's what it must mean for you to try to deny what you feel on the inside. Go on. Mind your business; I'm going back inside...'Kay?", she replied harshly yet softly. Stunned, the jester backed away slowly, his eyes narrowing in confusion."Whatever could you be talking about, dear Nastasia?", he asked. She only shook her head."I think, Dimentio, that you know the answer to that question.", she finally replied, before entering the castle and closing the door behind her. Dimentio only frowned, then shrugged carelessly, before retreating to a dimention box of his creation.
O'Chunks sat on his bed, his hands full of pictures he had hidden from everyone in the castle. Most of them were from his childhood, but he did have a few recent ones that, strangely enough, included Nastasia in some way. He sighed sadly, and looked at one in particular: In it, Dimentio and Mimi were squabbling like siblings. From the background, Count Bleck was glaring at them in annoyment, and right beside him, Nastasia was smiling, her gaze somewhat directed towards the fighting duo. He, of course, had taken the picture secretly, but he never found the nerve to show it to the others, especially Nastasia."Oy...'Tis tragic. I'll never be able ta'tell the lass I care fer her. Methinks she wouln't feel te same...", he muttered glumly. A sudden pop! filled his room, and Dimentio appeared, his mask hiding his face."Bah! I was supposed to end up in my room! Maybe I'm losing my touch?", he mused aloud.
O'Chunks quickly hid the pictures under his pillow and growled."Ye moron! Get outta me room! Or face teh wrath of O'Chunks...", he snapped. The magician finally acknowledged him, and smiled."Ah! my poor, amatuer, warrior...So sorry you had to see me materialize here. As you so casually heard, I was aiming to appear in my room. So, if you excuse me, I must go. Ciao, my friend.", he replied. The Scottish-accented warrior blinked."Wait, ol' twit! Maybe...Ah, never mind. 'Tis madness anyway...", he said sadly. Dimentio removed his mask and cocked an eyebrow."You want help, is that not true? For I percieve the questioning tone in your voice.", he asked. O'Chunks flushed slightly."I..err..Well, I like this lass. Prettiest thing in tah world, she is. And...well, I was wonderin'...nah, nothing. Forget it.", he mumbled. Dimentio rolled his eyes."Either tell me all the details, or don't say anything. And I certainly can't help you if you're vague, O'Chunks. Now, since it involves a girl...", he said slowly.
The warrior's eyes widened, and he faced the jester."F-f-fe real? Ye'd be willin' te help meh?", he asked in awe. Dimentio smirked."Of course, you thickheaded dolt! My curiousity has been piqued, and I wish to see what will become of you and this girl...Although in my opinion, I don't think it'll be be pretty, but whatever. I'll see what I can do.", he said mysteriously while waving his hand carelessly. O'Chunks grinned, and quickly went and hugged the jester, who blinked in surprise."Ah, thanks, ol' mate! I didn' know I could count on ye! Ye won't be sorry, O'Chunks will see teh that!", he said rowdily while squishing the magician in an enormous bear hug. Dimentio only gagged."Ack...Y-y-yeah, sure...hack! I-I-I sure hope so...", he replied.
Mwahahahahaha! I looooove messing with random characters! It's so much fun to make them suffer! *recieves deathglare from Dimentio* What? I can't help it, Dimmy is such a wonderful target! He is the perfect bully-material! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it...So R and R!