Champagne

Waking

Mr. L slowly opens his eyes to only see white above him. He waits a moment, mind not processing anything that has happened, before a panic washes over him. 

He suddenly snaps up, breathing heavily. "DIMENTIO! WHERE'S DIMENTIO-"

"Shhh," Timpani gently urges, placing a hand on his chest and lying him back down. She wears a soft, warm smile on her face. "Dimentio's fine. He's just over there, see?"

Mr. L slowly tilts his head to the side to see Dimentio sleeping in a hospital bed about five feet away from his own. He could tell he was in a hospital now, due to all the wires hooked up to Dimentio. He let out a shaky sigh and relaxed a tad.

"He's okay?" The man in green quietly asks.

"Yes, he's going to be alright," Timpani assures. "The doctors say that if you didn't give him that initial shock to jumpstart his heart that he wouldn't have made it. So you saved him."

"Don't," Mr. L starts, only for his voice to come out too soft. He swallows, then repeats himself more clearly. "Don't tell him."

"Tell him what?" Timpani questions, confused. "That you saved him?"

"Yes," Mr. L spits. "Don't tell him. I don't want him to know."

"But-"

"Please," Mr. L whispers. "Please, just don't tell him."

"Okay, okay, I won't!" Timpani says, holding her hands up. "I don't understand why you don't want him knowing though. If I saved someone's life I'd want them to know-"

"Don't tell him I cared either! Just say that you guys found us and saved us. Don't mention me!" Mr. L urges. "Please."

"What? Mr. L, why are you acting so-" She suddenly stops herself as Blumiere walks in.

"Oh, good. You woke up," He tells Mr. L as he brings in some tea. "It's been about a week. I was worried."

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine. Has Dimentio woken up?!" Mr. L quickly asks. "What did he say? Did-"

"Relax, shhh, relax..." Blumiere whispers. "He hasn't woken up yet. But he's alright."

"Good... good...," Mr. L sighs, closing his eyes again.

- Future -

"Pffft," The girl starts, bursting into laughter.

"What is it now?" Mr. L asks.

"You were a simp!" She giggles, pointing at him, leading him to cross his arms and roll his eyes.

"It was a long time ago." He admits, smiling at her laughter. 

"Like, wow. You know, by looking at you, I wouldn't take you for a simp. But here we are. What was it like? Share your simping ways!" She chuckles.

"Okay, do you want me to actually tell the story, or do you want to sit here and make fun of me?"

"Question! Can I do both?" She asks, raising her hand.

"No."

"Aww... fine. Proceed..." She mutters, still giggling.

- Present -

It takes another week for Dimentio to wake up. By then, Mr. L had been already cleared to leave the hospital. However, he chose to stay and wait for Dimentio. He made sure everyone knew not to tell the jester that he was the one who saved him, and though everyone seemed confused by his request, they eventually agreed. Blumiere and Timpani waited with him, explaining their situation to him. There was a small town they found. A town where people like them could disappear to, no strings attached. Yes, it wasn't much, but for Timpani and Blumiere, they didn't need anything else.