A/N: Sorry for my absence! Junior year is really kicking my butt! XP Here to join us is Mimi!

Creativetomboy: Mr. L did look rather fabulous.

Mimi: I think Dimmy would do pretty much anything. And as for his present to me...heeheehee.

Pikminfan: Here ya go!

Mimi: This one is kinda silly. :P

XXPay4XtraShippingsXX: Thanks! I'm really glad you like it

Mimi: I like us too! xD

Space Dimentio: Haha, Dimentio probably didn't like it too much! And omg Luigi in Peach's dress. XDD That was one of my favorite cutscenes ever. My personal headcannon for Mr. L is that he'd hit on every girl unless he actually had a crush on her and then he'd go all "Luigi" and be shy. :$

Mimi: Thank you~!

Sonar: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it. :)

Mimi: That one was probably my favorite chapter… *whistles*

Random Dawn 14: lol, I would love to see him all covered in glitter! I bet your skills are good enough! XD I'm glad you liked the parts with Starlow, and Dimmy's princess line, lol.

Mimi: I like that side of him too! Oh yeah…Remind me to tell O'Chunks that. :)

PK Showdown 1: Haha, it was just a normal book

Mimi: Haha, who even knows? XD

2: I love his theme too!

Mimi: NO IT WAS SO ANNOYING!

3: XD Well, the kazoo lasted for less than a chapter...the trumpet surely didn't survive to "T."

Mimi: Oh yeah! What happened to my trumpet.

Mr. L: *appears* Umm, I *may* have melted it down to use as raw materials…

Mimi: *turns into spider*

FoF: Please lmk what you think! :)

Fortunately, O'Chunks was watching one of his favorite shows.

Nastasia slung her purse over her shoulder in preparation for her running errands. Only Mr. L and O'Chunks remained in the castle with her, as The Lord and Lady had left to take care of things for their rapidly-approaching wedding day, and for some reasons unknown to the secretary, Dimentio and Mimi were both missing. Nastasia made a mental note to scold each of them for not informing her of his and her whereabouts. After all, it was Mimi's job to mop the kitchen floor, and Dimentio's job to clean the windows today.

Nastasia turned to the two men sitting on the couch, watching TV. "You two will behave while I'm gone."

"Yeah, yeah." Mr. L. said, while rolling his eyes.

"I mean it. I don't want to hear about any destruction, parties, arguments, or any general misbehavior. The Count has rules, and it's all of our jobs to listen to them."

"O' course, lass! Th' castle'll be in tip top cond'tin when yeh come back." O'Chunks replied. He stood up and smiled at her, then spun around struck a determined pose.

Nastasia raised an eyebrow in either amusement or suspicion. "K, I'm off now. Do either of you need anything?" When both men shook their heads, she teleported out.

"What? I didn't know she could do that!" Mr. L protested, referring to her ability to teleport.

"She always could...jus' don't like to. I can teleport, but all of tha' hooliganry magic dimension stuff gives meh a headache."

"Oh...the more you know, I guess." Mr. L mused, picking up the remote.

Unfortunately, Mr. L tried to change the channel.

"DON'T YEH DARE, I'LL CHUNK YA INTA TOMORRA!"

"Hey! It's a commercial break anyway!"

"I don' wan' teh miss't when i' comes back!" He roughly grabbed the remote from the mechanic.

"Nassy just said no arguments!"

O'Chunks moved his jaw up and down, trying to think of a comeback that wouldn't be argumentative.

Fortunately the show came back on.

"When mah show's over, yeh can change the channel." O'Chunks offered.

"Okay, thanks!"

Flint Cragley continued to tell the story of one his adventures.

"So there we were, tied up and seemingly at the mercy of our enemies. When their backs were turned, I pulled out my handy pocket-knife that was in my sock, and began to cut through my ropes."

"I'm just...gonna go invent...something…" Mr. L muttered, walking away. He officially had enough of Flint Cragley, having heard this particular story about thirty times.

"Shhh." O'Chunks nodded, hoping the man would leave quickly and quietly.

Unfortunately, Dimentio and Mimi chose that moment to teleport in.

"Where have you guys been?" Mr. L asked the two, "I haven't seen either of you all day."

"Oh…we…" Mimi trailed off.

"Dearest Mimi and I broke a lamp in Nastasia's room, and we went to go replace it!" Dimentio cut in.

"Well...where's the-"

"Right here!" Dimentio teleported the lamp to his hands. "I will put it in the place of the damaged one, come with me, Mimi."

The two disappeared presumably to Nastasia's room.

"O'Chunks, do you think-"

"Let me watch me show!"

Fortunately, Mr. L made his way to the seat on the couch.

Unfortunately, he tripped on the rug and hit the coffee table, knocking the two glasses onto the floor.

They shattered.

"Good Grambi." Mr. L muttered, "I'll get the broom."

Fortunately, he got it without causing any more problems, and began sweeping up his mess. Then he went into the kitchen to dispose of it.

Unfortunately, he hit the handle of the broom against the window, successfully breaking that too.

"Oh no…"

"Mr. L, wha' was tha'?"

"Oh, nothing. I just broke a window…"

"Go ask th' jester teh fix i'."

It was quality advice.

"Dimentio!" he called, carelessly throwing the broom by the couch. He ran up the stairs and into the hallway.

Fortunately, he found Dimentio rather easily.

Unfortunately he was in the middle of kissing Mimi.

"Uh…"

"May I help you?" Dimentio asked in a dangerously sickly-sweet tone. Mimi blushed furiously.

"You...You dummy! Haven't you ever heard of privacy?"

"You're in the middle of the hallway…"

"Oh yeah." Mimi blushed furiously. She seemed to lose control of her shapeshifting powers as her whole face went pink.

"So are you two-"

"May. I. Help. You."

"I broke a window."

Mimi facepalmed. "Mr. L! Again?"

"Which one?"

Fortunately Dimentio fixed the window with his magic.

"Thanks, Dim!"

"You saw nothing." the magician stated.

"R-Right." He backed away from Dimentio, and went into the living room.

Unfortunately he failed to see the broom he left on the ground and tripped, smacking the TV over.

"Oww...oh no."

Today just wasn't his day.

O'Chunks slowly stood up, towering over the mechanic.

"FIX IT NOW."

The TV screen was missing pieces of glass, and the speaker part was dented.

"Dimentioooooo!" Mr. L called.

"I cannot fix technology. Technology and magic do not mix." He called from the other room.

Fortunately Mr. L would be able to fix the TV...it would just take time.

Unfortunately, this would mean that O'Chunks would miss the ending of his show.

The warrior didn't take it very well.

Mr. L got his toolbox from upstairs. If O'Chunks wouldn't beat her to it, Nastasia was going to kill him.

Why was there so much destruction in this castle?

Fortunately, after about an hour, he had the TV functioning. He couldn't replace the glass, but at least the channels worked. O'Chunks had stared at him the entire time.

"Dimentio, do you think you can fix the glass?"

The jester snapped his fingers from the kitchen, and did just that.

"Thanks!" Mr. L finally picked up the broom and put it in the closet. He was determined to not cause any more problems. He then went into the kitchen to avoid O'Chunks. Mimi and Dimentio were sitting at the kitchen table, sharing an Awesome Snack. "Hey, guys."

Unfortunately, Mimi still looked embarrassed and Dimentio still seemed rather irritated.

"I, uh…sorry for before…I support you guys if you know…" he rambled, twiddling his thumbs. It seemed that his right thumb was winning.

"Oh, it's okay." Mimi finally said, "We just weren't gonna tell anyone yet."

"Everyone a'rready knew 'cept him!" O'Chunks called from his place on the couch.

There was a silence.

Fortunately Nastasia came in with the groceries.

"Hi everyone." She looked around the castle. "Wow, uh, it looks even cleaner than when I left." She smiled slightly with relief.

Then the secretary went to the kitchen to put the goods away.

"You two didn't tell me where you were going." She looked at Dimentio and Mimi, "If you want to go out on a date, you have to tell someone so that we know where you are, just in case."

Mimi turned pink again.

"Dearest Nastasia, we are not children."

"Yes, but those are the rules for everyone, even me. This way we know that everyone's safe." she said, crossing her arms into a pretzel shape.

Dimentio seemed rather dissatisfied with her scolding, but said nothing.

"How. did you all know?" Mimi finally asked.

"Because I have eyes." Nastasia said, raising an eyebrow above her glasses. "You two have been spending a lot of time together, and then there's the eye contact at meals, and I know you two were playing "footsie" yesterday at breakfast."

O'Chunks walked into the kitchen and stood next to her.

"An' I saw yeh telepor' off somewhere t'day, while the two of yeh were holdin' hands an' bein' all mushy like me mum's mashed 'potatas."

Unfortunately this simile made Dimentio rather aggravated.

"O'Chunks, kindly do not compare Mimi and me to potatoes ever again."

Fortunately Nastasia changed the subject.

"Sooooo, what went on while I was gone?"