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 Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:56 pm
((See? This is my predicament. The only pranks I can think of are covering people in food... sweatdrop ))
Dimentio chuckled at Rose's yelling. He loved making people angry...
"Come now, Rose, there's no reason to get angry! I was only trying to level out the playing field a little bit! We can't have just one person having food spilled on them all the time! Oh no, that would be an injustice!"
((Bye! Have fun! 3nodding ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:03 pm
"You know what, your right Dimentio. In fact your so right that you deserve a hug!~" Rose yelled and before he could react to it she flipped out of the kitchen and then right next to Dimentio. She proceed to give him a big hug- making sure she got a lot of sauce on him. She let go and smirked, "Now we're even." For Rose it was a pretty good way to get back at him- Dimentio hated hugs, plus she got stuff on him!
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:10 pm
Dimentio found himself in the situation he feared the most... He was being hugged and covered in tomato sauce at the same time. His worst nightmare.
He couldn't show his disgust, he just had to laugh...
"I'm so glad I can't kill you..." Dimentio chuckled, viewing his stained jester outfit with remorse,"...If I could, you would have met your final resting place already."
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:18 pm
"Aw, and here I thought that you liked my hugs, my bad.~" She replied sarcastically and then laughed lightly. I guess there really was something good with being covered in tomato sauce. And Rose was happy about being Death- because if she was able to be killed, Dimentio would do it none to gently.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:33 pm
Dimentio looked at his clothes, wondering if he could ever get the stain out... He had gotten rid of blood stains before, how difficult could a little tomato be? Difficult enough to anger him...
Dimentio glanced at the Goomba who had be eying them suspiciously earlier. The Goomba soon met a swift end at the hands of an exploding box.
Dimentio sighed contently, his rage subsiding enough for him to add another remark to the conversation.
"Ah, dear Rose, I'm afraid if these stains don't come out, you'll owe me quite a large sum of coins... After all, these clothes are a sign of my craft. What is a jester without the proper attire?" Dimentio chuckled.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 8:40 pm
"Oh, what's a little tomato sauce going to do? It'll look fine with your outfit." Rose said. But then knowing Dimentio might reply with something Rose didn't want, she shrugged. "You could always try bleach. It works well with blood- and that's a lot harder to get out then tomato sauce."
Rose had thoughts about her own clothes, she was close to going and changing into something else in the bathroom.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:09 pm
"Perhaps..." Dimentio said, his mind occupied with deciding whether to remove his poncho in order to clean it or not,"Oh what harm could a little bleach do, I'll try it..."
Dimentio departed to the bathroom, where he proceeded to undo the brooch that held his shawl on, removing the article of clothing very carefully as to not get anymore of the food on his hat. He rinsed his poncho in the nearest sink, having already removed his gloves to avoid any more of the mess. Once he was done rinsing his clothing, he found that there were several stains underneath the gunk. He proceeded to flip in a bottle of bleach, carefully pouring the hazardous liquid into the convenient cap... When his wet hand slipped, effectively causing several splatters of bleach to appear on his shirt and dowsing his poncho with the stuff.
"NO!" He cried, viewing his poncho with horror.
His hat was spared, wasn't it? He glanced up, sighing when he found nothing was amiss with his precious hat.
Dimentio exited the bathroom, after washing and drying his hands and donning his gloves, leaving his ruined shawl to dry.
He sat back down at the table in a rather dignified manner, before slamming his head upon the tabletop in despair.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:17 pm
Rose watched Dimentio walk off to the bathroom with hopes of cleaning his clothes. She sighed as she was still thinking about her own clothes, aw nothing would be wrong with changing right?
She was just about to off to the ladies restroom and flip in something else to wear when Dimentio came back.
She watched him slam his head on the table, "Um, something tells me that it didn't go so well..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:31 pm
Dimentio's only reply was a muffled chuckle, slightly more insane sounding than his laughter usually was.
"Ah ha ha ha... What do you think?" Dimentio's sentence came out rather muffled, but the vexation was still obvious in his voice.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:38 pm
"Oh, sorry... Did I not mention that you had to be really careful with bleach because it can stain things as well?" Rose rubbed the back of her head nervously. "Sorry..." But before Dimentio could say anything about it, Rose got out of her chair. "I'm going to go and change my clothes... Is there any food item that you want to pour on me before I change?" Rose didn't want to go and change her outfit and then come back only to get it covered in stuff again- so she thought she'd might as well ask.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:56 pm
"No, none that I can think of at the present moment..." Dimentio said, his face still resting against the table,"Like a child who's much anticipated ice cream falls to the ground in a seemingly malevolent gesture, I rather not cause any mischief at the present moment..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:06 pm
"... When I'm done changing I'll see if I can help you with your poncho and the bleach..." Rose sighed and then walked off to the restroom.
Once inside she glanced at her hair in the mirrors, "Ugh... One thing at a time." She was going to go ahead and change her whole outfit. She flipped in a pair of pants, which she happily put on. Luckily her boots were fine. And now she decided to wash her hair in the sink before she took off her dress.
((*yawn* VBS made me sleepy... I think I'm heading to bed.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:14 pm
((Ok. Goodnight!))
Dimentio was angered at Rose, not to mention, he never liked others helping him, but in this situation, he was forced to let Rose take care of his ruined poncho. After she took care of her own stains of course.
So now all he was left to do was make up depressing similes to pass the time and curb his fury.
"...And thus I sit at this table, like a discarded piece of gum on the sidewalk..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 11:05 pm
((Hmm. Toy Story 3 was quite interesting. The dance during th credits only slightly frightened me. OMG MY BROTHER BROUGHT A SLUG OVER HERE ^^ I had to pet it))
Ms. L abrubtly stopped laughing. She walked out of the kitchen, noodles and all. Dimentio was sitting on the table, upset by his stained poncho. Ms. L smirked. She hoped it hadn't been ruined. Or did she? She had always wondered what Dimentio looked like under the poncho. Not in a perverted way, just curious.
She walked into the girl's restroom, trying not to smear the noodles and make them stick even more. She found Rose washing her hair in the sink. Ms. L walked over to the next sink and began pulling noodles off her hat. That had been quite expensive, and she hoped it wasn't ruined.
"Sorry for laughing at you, Rose. It just looked so funny," she said, then caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She covered her mouth to suppress a laugh and succeeded... somewhat. "I really didn't mean to bother you," she said, irritation held just below the surface in her tone. Why was Rose being so sensitive?
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 1:31 pm
Rose finished washing her hair and then looked over at Ms.L, "Don't worry it had nothing to do with you. I'm just a little tired of getting things on me. In the last hour I've gotten; a cupcake exploded in my face, a few pies, a bucket of water poured over my head- which I really hate, and then tomato sauce on me..." Rose sighed. "So I can't really say that I'm in a good mood for laughing- yet I'm Dimentio friend... Doesn't make much sense, huh?" Rose smirked and then stuck her head under the hand drier, that just happened to be there.
Once she was happy with how dry her hair was she flipped in a different outfit and walked over to one of the stalls. "I'm going to change my clothes now..." She thought that she'd might as well announce to Ms.L.
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