42ofchaos

Mimi walked into the kitchen after spending half an hour choosing which dress to wear. She was still a little bit drowsy, so she slowly poured herself some cereal and milk, not noticing a single part of the trap that Dimentio had set. She looked at the small clock on the oven, and saw that it was 6:59. It ticked over to 7:00 a few seconds later. Suddenly, a timer went off. Mimi nearly shouted and had to grip her bowl tightly to refrain from dropping it. The 7:00 on the clock was now flashing on and off, and it was soon replaced with an 8-bit version of Dimentio's head. "I will KILL that jester!" She screamed, but Dimentio had sound proofed th

Dimentio looked around the room. Every little trap he had set up was in place. Now all he needed to do was to get everyone in the right position. But first… "Count, surely you are tired. It is early in the morning, and I'm sure you are tired from last night's…antics", Dimentio said. "A little bit…maybe…why do you ask, Count Bleck wonders?" responded Bleck. "I just want to make sure you get a good enough rest after last night", the jester responded, with his trademark smile on his lips. "Well… Count Bleck still does not trust you fully, you know that", Bleck responded, with a slightly deeper tone. "Can we PLEASE ju

Count Bleck walked slowly down the corridor. It was early in the morning, but it was hard to tell the time in Castile Bleck. Count Bleck reached the end of the corridor, and opened the door in front of him. Beyond the door was a room – his room. Sitting in bed was Timpani, his lovely wife. "Thank you", said Timpani with a smile. Count Bleck smiled back and handed her the cup of tea he was holding. Timpani took a sip, and put the cup down on the bedside table next to her. "It's lovely, just what I needed", she said. "That's good", said Count Bleck, and kissed her before walking out the door again. He closed the door behind him, and looked