My Favorite Color's Green

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Luigi looked at all of team Bleck with a bored expression on his face, waiting for a response while the three of them remained silent, not sure what exactly they should say. Nastasia wanted to yell at Mimi for exposing them all but didn't on account of wishing to appear calm and collected while being confronted for doing something as immature as eavesdropping.

"Huh? THIS ISN'T THE CLOTHES STORE!" Mimi nervously laughed. "Chunky, you got the wrong address-"

"Give it up, Mimi. We're caught," Nastasia breathed, standing up and dusting herself off.

After Nastasia saw Luigi earlier, she immediately knew that something had to be wrong. There was no way he'd just show up in Flipside without a reason. Not after everything that had happened. So she did the only logical thing to do. Grabbed her friends and carefully listened in on their conversation to find out what was happening.

The three former team Bleck members then turned their attention to the cloaked boy, who was looking at them with nothing other than confusion. No spite, no hate, nothing more than confusion.

"OH MY GRAMBI NASSY, HE'S SO CUTE!" Mimi suddenly gushed, rushing up to Dio and reaching for his face, only for him to quickly place a hand on her forehead, holding her back so she couldn't quite grab him. He was only slightly taller than the green girl.

"Aha... who is this...?" Dio questioned, nervously looking at Luigi.

"Um... that's Mimi," Luigi muttered. "And the other two are O'Chunks and Nastasia."

"Ah! Well, it's a pleasure to meet you all!" Dio chimed, still holding Mimi back by the forehead as she desperately tried reaching for him, a childish look in her eyes.

"Nassy! Is this what Dimmy actually looks like?!" Mimi frantically questioned. "Why did he always hide his face?! It's so adorable! Can I give him a makeover-"

"Mimi, no." Nastasia breathed, readjusting her glasses and then holding her hands behind her back in a professional manner. "We've got more pressing matters at the moment."

The green girl sighed and stepped back, crossing her arms and pouting in a very child-like manner as if she just remembered why they were eavesdropping in the first place. "Oh, right. The whole Dimmy issue,"

"Yeah," Nastasia stated. "We've got questions."

"I probably don't have answers," Dio replied with a smile and a laugh.

Nastasia seemed to ignore him and stepped forward anyhow, pulling out a small clipboard from seemingly nowhere and reading off a list of questions she had prepared. Luigi couldn't help but be astounded as she read them all off to Dio. When did she find the time to write all of this?! And so neatly. Her handwriting was fairly organized, but not as text-like as Merlon's. The letters were more curved and loopy, but it wasn't quite cursive. It was nice.

She continued casually stating about twenty questions, just reading down the list one after the other, not even giving Dio the chance to hear or process them. In fact, Dio hardly understood a word she was saying. He was too busy trying to process and piece together all her words as they quickly left her mouth. He missed most of her questions, but the ones he could piece together were "Why are you here," "Are you really Dimentio," "Is this all one of your stupid tricks," And the last one,

"Can you bring the Count back?"

"Uhh," Dio trailed off, nervously laughing. "I'll be completely honest with you because lying and deceit are wrong. I missed approximately 75% of what you just said."

"Lying and deceit are wrong, hmm? That's quite humorous coming from you," Nastasia replied, adjusting her glasses and lowering the clipboard.

Dio frowned for a moment but decided not to take the time to wonder what she was implying by that. He then explained to her that he was only here because he was trying to get home. He told her that yes, his name WAS in fact Dimentio, but that Luigi was calling him 'Dio,' to avoid confusing situations like this one. He then stated that he wished he was capable of pulling stupid tricks as elaborate as this. And lastly, he told her that he had no idea who this 'Count' was, and if he did, he didn't have the magical ability to bring anyone back, especially if he didn't know where he was bringing them back from.

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