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OF: Chapter 24

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Mr. L could never remember being so terrified to see Castle Bleck.

It was safety, a place of refuge, a shelter. He belonged there, and he was happy to be there.

And now, as Peach's plane ripped through the dimensional fabric and glided through the dark, stormy sky to the floating castle, Mr. L was getting knots in his stomach.

The castle never scared him. The people inside did.

Dimentio said Mimi adored him, but he had always picked on her. What if she had been glad to see him go? What if she hated him now?

He and O'Chunks had some good times? Occasionally. They had usually wound up fighting. Violently. And Mr. L had usually would up seriously hurt.

What about Nastasia? Her prized creation? He'd been gone nearly a year. She couldn't still hold him at such high value. All he was to her now is another obnoxious nuisance she can't quite seem to get rid of.

Mr. L jumped violently from his place by the window as he felt an icy hand touch his shoulder. "Jeez, freak-show, gimme a heart attack why don'cha?!"

Dimentio smiled warily. "Ah, my sincerest apologies. I only wondered what had so captivated your attention."

Mr. L sighed, turning back to the window. "…I'm scared… They're not gonna want me back… then where the hell am I gonna go?"

"Nonsense!" Dimentio exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Mr. L's shoulders. "I told you—they'll all be thrilled to see you…"

Mr. L's forehead pressed gloomily to the window as he continued to stare at the castle.

Dimentio frowned. "Oh, L, don't worry so… I assure you, everything will be just fine… I'll find a way to make it so… I've gotten you this far, haven't I?"

Mr. L sighed again. "I guess so…" he mumbled.

Dimentio gave his shoulders a squeeze, then whispered in his ear "I just got you back… I won't let them take you away…"

The jester pulled back before Mr. L could reply. Mr. L heard him talking to the others, but couldn't make out the conversation for Livi whining that she didn't want to see either of them go.

Dimentio never saw Mr. L's lips twitch into a heartbroken smile.

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"Oh, good… you're, uh, back." Nastasia said dryly as everyone stepped off the plane.

Dimentio smiled ecstatically and threw his arms around the secretary. "Wonderful to see you, as well, Nastasia!"

"Get. The hell. Off. Of me." Nastasia seethed, going absolutely rigid in his arms.

"Oh, come now, Nasty, you had to have missed me…" Dimentio pouted as he pulled back to hold her at arm's length.

Nastasia brushed his hands off of her shoulders, glaring up at him. "Yeah, uh, not in the slightest."

"DIMMY!!!" Dimentio turned at the familiar nickname and caught Mimi tight in his arms just as she leapt from the ground and tackled into him. "OMIGRAMBI DIMENITO I MISSED YOU SO FREAKING MUCH DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN NASSY SAID YOU WEREN'T EVEN GONNA COME HOME AND IF YOU LEFT WITHOUT LETTING ME SAY GOOD-BYE I'D HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL YOU AND THEN I'D NEVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN YOU BIG FREAKING DUMMY!!!"

Dimentio laughed musically and gave Mimi a tight hug. "Well, now, that's quite a welcome…"

Mimi buried her face in Dimentio's poncho and squeezed tight around his neck. "Didja miss me, Dimmy?"

Dimentio sighed and gently returned the embrace. "Like a fish misses the open sea…"

"Good!" Mimi chirped. "I missed ya too… like… uh… a dress misses… the matching shoes?"

Dimentio laughed, pulling back to ruffle her pigtails around as he set her back on the ground. "Not quite—but nice try, my dear. Keep at it."

Mimi beamed at the compliment, then shrieked Livi's name and scurried off to pounce on the Fangirl. Dimentio watched her go, then turned back to the plane. He caught Mr. L peeking warily out from the door, still hesitant to come forward. Dimentio motioned for him to hide—which Mr. L was obviously happy to do, because he disappeared in two seconds flat.

With a wide smile, Dimentio snapped his fingers, emitting a few colored sparks, and called for the others. "Attention, fellow former minions of Bleck! I come bearing a surprise gift for you all!"

"Oh goodie, I love surprises!" Mimi screamed, at the jester's side in a heartbeat.

Nastasia grabbed the back of the child's dress and gently pulled her away from Dimentio. "…what kind of surprise? I can't recall you ever giving a good one."

Dimentio flashed the secretary a devious smirk. "Oh, Nastasia—have you no faith in me?"

"Oi, ah canno' think of any reason we should." O'Chunks chimed in. "What're yeh up to, eh, Dimentio?"

Dimentio felt his eye twitch slightly. "Thank you, ever so much, for that entirely worthless and uncalled-for comment, Chunk-for-brains. I'll have you know, that in order to—how do you say—make amends with dear Nastasia, I've brought this charming gift for her."

"I don't want it." The secretary said immediately.

Dimentio snarled at her. "You don't even know what it is."

"I know it's from you. Therefore, I don't want it." Nastasia said dryly.

"Can I have it?!" Mimi whined.

"Uh, knowing Dimentio, you're not going to, uh, want it anyway—'k?" Nastasia gently told the child. Mimi only crossed her arms over a chest in a huff.

"Well, too bad, because you're all getting it anyway. Now, close your eyes." Dimentio instructed, floating back towards Peach's plane.

Mimi slapped her hands right over her eyes and was immediately bouncing with excitement. Nastasia and O'Chunks exchanged a very apprehensive, almost worried glance, then reluctantly covered their eyes as well.

Dimentio beamed in success, then snapped his fingers and teleported Mr. L to his side, slapping a gloved hand over the man's mouth to muffle his cry of surprise. Motioning for him to be silent, Dimentio dragged Mr. L over and stood him just in front of the other three minions. Holding him firmly by the shoulders (already well-aware Mr. L would want to run) Dimentio cheerily exclaimed "Alright, open your eyes!"

Slowly, all three pairs of eyes were uncovered.

A deafening silence echoed throughout the dimension.

"OHMYFREAKINGRAMBIITSMR.L!!!!!!!!!" Mimi's shriek shattered the silence as a wrecking ball would shatter a glass house. As soon as her nerves unscrambled themselves from their state of shock and reconnected her mind to her feet, she had launched herself out of Nastasia's reach, across the short span of ground between them, and right into Mr. L's chest, arms flung tightly around him. "OMIGRAMBI I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE BACK!!! DIMMY SAID YOU WERE DEAD!!! HOW'D YOU GET BACK?!? WHERE WERE YOU!?!? OMIGRAMI I MISSED YOU!!!"

Mr. L seemed to be having trouble processing what was happening. Finally, as his lips slowly twitched into a hesitant smile, he slowly wrapped his arms around the small child and said quietly "Damn, I missed ya too, Mims…"

Mimi squeezed him tighter. "Golly, it's been so different without you! Nobody calls me Mims anymore! Or tugs on my pigtails and says 'sup squirt?'! Or makes a robot for me that kills nasty bugs in my closet! Or lets me tattle on Dimentio then winks at me and says 'want me to go beat 'im up for ya?'! Golly, I missed you!"

Mr. L just hugged her tighter. "Yeah, yeah, I know, Mims… I missed ya too… Ya know, I tried to replace you…"

Mimi pulled back in shock. "You did?"

Mr. L nodded. "Yeah… closest thing I could find to an obnoxious, whiney, rambling, self-absorbed, brat was Luvbi though…" The Green Thunder smiled as he shook his head. "She just wasn't as cool as you…"

Mimi beamed and hugged him again. "You are, like, the totally best ever!"

Dimentio turned from the scene at a tap on his shoulder. "Yes, Nasty?" the jester asked, grinning madly.

Nastasia pointed a shaking finger towards Mr. L. "That's… not… that can't be… him…"

"Oh, but it is…" Dimentio jerked his head towards the others. "See? Luigi's right over there… That's the real, true, pure, absolute Mr. L… He's ours to keep now…"

"Harble Deh…" O'Chunks breathed, scratching his head. "How'd yeh do it?"

Dimentio shrugged. "I suppose he's been down there waiting on us. I just had to go and fetch him."

Nastasia turned to him with her eyes wide in shock. "How? How did you get him?"

Dimentio only smiled at her. "He's my friend. I was willing to do anything to get him back."

Nastasia seemed rather taken aback by the comment—she flinched slightly as he said it, as though she had somehow taken a physical blow. She shook it off, blinking her eyes a few times before she rasped out "Thank you."

Dimentio blinked, his expression falling to confusion and shock. "…pardon?" he said after a moment.

"Uh… thanks…" Nastasia mumbled. She tried to have said it quieter, but Dimentio caught it anyway. He smiled warmly and nodded his head slightly to the secretary.

To his utmost surprise, she gave him a simple, hesitant, bashful smile in return. She nodded to the jester, then went with O'Chunks to give Mr. L a proper greeting and a well-deserved break from the onslaught of Mimi.

Dimentio beamed proudly at the fruits of his labors, then turned to the other fandoms and fangirl. He hesitantly floated up to Luigi. "Ah, Luigi…" he began, his voice quiet. "I know I could… never even think to beg you for forgiveness… but, I—"

Luigi held up a hand to cut the jester off. "No." He said firmly. "I'm sorry, Dimentio. I can't just forgive you for everything that happened. You know that."

Dimentio bowed his head. "Of course, Luigi…"

Luigi's expression softened slightly. "…then again… if Mr. L, of all people, can find a way to forgive you… I can at least forget what happened and move on…"

Dimentio's eyes lit up and flew to meet Luigi's. Before he could say anything, however, Luigi raised the same hand—in peace offering, this time—and quietly asked, "…what do you say? Can we just… start over?"

Dimentio smiled wildly, took Luigi's hand in his, and bowed before the man. "I would be honored, dearest Luigi…"

"DIMENTIO!" Livi barked, marching up to the two of them. "What the hell's wrong with you?! Stop being so sappy! It's disgustingly out of character! Go say something witty and sarcastic! …or something!"

Dimentio smiled fondly, and wrapped the Fangirl in a tight hug. "I must say—though I never thought I would… I am going to sincerely miss you, my dear…"

Livi blushed crimson, and hugged Dimentio back. "Oh, uh, okay—this works too."

Dimentio laughed and pulled back to look Livi in the face and whisper to her quietly. "I must thank you for all you've done… For everyone here at Castle Bleck… we are truly in your debt…"

Livi smirked. "Well, normally, I'd argue and point out that I did nothing but screw everything up—but what Fangirl can say no to a personal Dimentio slave?!"

Dimentio smacked the back of her head. "In your dreams…"

Livi laughed as she smoothed her hair into place. "Oh, and don't worry—you defiantly won't be missing me long! Now that you and Mr. L are back, I'll have to come visit all the time!"

"Oh, and aren't we all just freaking thrilled!" Mr. L called as he walked over, Mimi sitting on his shoulders and wrapped around his head.

Livi hugged Mr. L around the waist. "Awww, I love you too, Mr. L!"

"Yeah, whatever…" Mr. L pushed her off, then tussled her hair around. "Gonna miss ya, kid… Don't let clown-face over here scare ya off if ya do wanna come back…"

Livi smiled and nodded. "Of course not."

Dimentio bowed slightly to the girl, smiling broadly. "And, again, thank you… Though glad we are to see you off, we'll be awaiting your return."

Livi clapped and squealed in delight. "Awesome!" She then clasped her hands together and pouted at Dimentio. "…just… one more simile? …to see me off?"

Dimentio sighed. "They're not really an 'on-demand' thing…"

"Pleeeaaase?" Livi whined.

Dimentio rolled his eyes skyward and sighed again. "Fine… as a suicidal psychopath bids his woeful life, I now must bid you Ciao."

Livi made a face at him. "What?! Are you comparing me to a 'woeful life'?! What did I do?!"

Dimentio waved her off and floated away. "Ah! No! I've said Ciao—and that is my final word on any matter!"

"Gosh, you freakin' suck, ya know that?!" Livi yelled, running back to the others. "Weegee, Dimentio's pickin' on me—make him stop!"

Luigi rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go glomp him to death?"

Fawful's eyes went wide at that. "Oh, have holding of the ons! The Fangirl of stupidness was never 'glomping' the Thunder of Green!"

Kamek raised an eyebrow. "You didn't?" He asked Livi. "You glomped all of us before we'd even met."

Livi blinked. "No way…" She smiled and waved them off. "I know, I know—it's cause down in the Underwhere we were all in crisis mode."

Luigi and Kamek exchanged a look before the Magikoopa bluntly informed her "Livi, we've been back three days."

Livi's face scrunched up as her eyes flashed over the ground—as if she believed she would find the answer written somewhere below her feet. "Mimi, get off Mr. L."

Mimi chirped "Okie-day!" and hopped off his shoulders to scurry over to Dimentio.

"What?" Mr. L asked, looking around at everyone like they were the biggest idiots he had ever met (which was probably not very far off-base). "What the hell are you losers talking about?"

"Oh, nothing." Dimentio grinned, scooping Mimi into his arms. "Just stay right there for two seconds."

Mr. L gave him a look. "Why, what's go—"

Before the Green Thunder could choke out his next word, a very spazzy and very screamy Fangirl had launched herself from her previous position, hit Mr. L square in the chest, and knocked them both to the ground in a heap several feet away. "THE FREAKING HELL WAS THAT?!?!?" Mr. L screamed, trying in vain to squirm his way out of Livi's arms. "GET THE FREAKIN PSYCHO OFF OF ME!!!"

The other four fandoms only laughed—they knew well his misfortune, and however they all dreaded that fate be their own, it was strangely hilarious to witness it on another.  
Obsessive Fangirl: Thanks for Nothing

I had to check like fifteenthousand times to make SURE this was the first time Livi glomped Mr. L. It was. :)

And look at little Mimi! She fails at similies it's so cute!! I think that's my favorite scene... "Like a fish misses the open sea..."

Omigosh you guys only one chapter left I seriously think I'm gonna cry.

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