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"Thank you." Merlon said, before diving into one of his famous speeches about life. "The Dark Prognosticus's prophecy proved to be false. You are the only ones that control your destiny, not Dimentio, not a dusty tome of unspeakable evil, the choice is yours whether you would like to be in love with each other or not, and lo and behold, that self-fulfilling destiny has come true. Now, I suggest we proceed to Flopside..."

((-_- im lost...))

Timpani nodded at Merlon, trying to make it look believable but failed greatly, for started she was still looking down and still not talking. Her normal cheerful self, was to plainly put it-confused.

Merlon and the party proceeded to board several elevators in a row, arriving at their final destination

"The Overthere." Merlon said, reading the flashing neon sign above the small building.

They entered the small bar and marched up to the man at the counter, who happened to be polishing a glass.

"Hey, what can I get ya. All we serve around here is coffee; sorry if you wanted something else."

Mario walked up to Carson and began chatting with him. After a few moments, the plumber stepped back and Carson began spinning a tale of days past.
The bartender spoke of a jester who had offered to serve a man, however, the man had turned him down (we can't imagine why).
One day, whilst reading the Dark Prognosticus, the man stumbled across something interesting. A being of the jester's description was spoke of in the book as the Dark One.
After this, the man rethought letting the jester serve the man, and he immediately hired the jester.
The End.

"So, are you going to buy some coffee?"

"Well, whatever th' Count wants to do I'll do it."O'Chunks said, thrusting his arms in the air.

Nastasia and Luigi barged into the room with tippi and the others (yes, luigi was un-brainwashed somehow; and I know it's not really a room, but I don't know any other word to describe)

"Timpani." Nastasia said firmly, clenching her hands. Nastasia almost slapped her in the face, but had resisted.

"We need to talk, kay? It's about the jester."

Luigi could tell that Nastasia was struggling to say the rest, so he budded in.

"Dimentio has disappeared. He could be anywhere, or ayone at this very instant. So, me and Nastasia need to run some tests on whoever is willing. Don't worry, they're only a few questions." Luigi said, looking at Nastasia's sign of relief.

Nastasia nodded, and sign-languaged 'thanks' to luigi.

"..." he wanted to believe her... so- of course, like the unobservant idiot he occasionally was, he didn't show any signs of trying to stop Nastasia.
He winced- he didn't think she was an imposter, but.. she had been awfully quiet- and Dimentio would probably have liked to be Timpani...
He let out a small sigh- he didn't want to be deceived again- not by Timpani... this was followed by a small grin- at least O'Chunks was still O'Chunks.. the grin vanished- unless he was an imposter..