Thunder clapped loudly outside. Dimentio jumped a bit as he glided down the halls of Castle Bleck.
"Can't stand thunder, huh, you creepy jester?" Someone sneered. Dimentio didn't even have to turn to recognize that voice. Dimentio mentally cursed this person...
Mr. L. A pain to him, really. "Look, leave me alone. We all know your scared of the dark....," Dimentio snapped.
Mr. L rolled his eyes, "Propaganda! Falseness! Lies!"
"Since when did YOU know what propaganda was?!" Dimentio laughed at Mr. L's furiosity.
"Since I was..." He trailed off. Suddenly Dimentio realized he'd hit a soft spot. Mr. L hadn't really grown up- he had just come into the world with Luigi's knowledge, however he was just evil..
"I'm sorry, that's a soft spot, isn't it?" Dimentio whispered. Mr. L said nothing, a tear falling from his eyes. From his beautiful silver eyes.....
Wait a second, what?
Did I just call Mr. L's silver eyes.. Beautiful?
Dimentio suddenly realized why he had thought that- he liked Mr. l.. More than a friend.
Mr. L must have noticed that Dimentio spaced out, because Dimentio could feel him tapping his shoulder.
"Ah, I'm sorry. Brings back memories, you know?" Dimentio still had that bit of a scoff in his tone.
Mr. L just nodded, then he paused. The mechanic pulled out a straw, grabbed a small piece of paper, stuck in in the straw, annnnddd..
Dimentio scowled, and snapped his fingers. Tiny balled up pieces of paper fell onto the ground like ice crystals. Dimentio now had a straw in his gloved hand as he grabbed three of the balled up pieces of paper and..
SMACK SMACK SMACK!
Mr. L seemed to pout a bit, "Stealing my ideas?"
Dimentio smirked, "Why of course. See, I'll do it again!"
But Mr. L retaliated this time.. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!
Dimentio brushed the spitballs off of his face. Mr. L watched with complete amusement.
"You know, you look cute sometimes..," Mr. L muttered to himself, however Dimentio heard him.
"So you think I look cute, huh?" Dimentio purred. Mr. L became shaky, and Dimentio knew he was blushing underneath his mask.
Dimentio reached forward and eased off Mr. L's mask. Mr. L's eyes seemed to widen, widen with surprise and a bit of anger.
Dimentio eased off his own mask and looked at Mr. L, then pulled him close.
"Dimentio? What are you do- mmph!" Mr. L's interrogation was cut off by Dimentio's lips pressing against his.
"...I love you, Dimentio.. Just realized that today..," Mr. L murmured, his face bright red. This made Dimentio smile a bit.
"Love you too, L..," Dimentio muttered, kissing Mr. L gently then putting on his mask, which had fallen to the floor, and teleported away.
"...You're one creepy jester, Dimentio..," Mr. L paused to pick up his mask as he grinned a bit, "MY creepy jester.."