One Complete Heart

Chapter 5

The next day was calm. Count Bleck knocked on Dimentio's door, but the jester refused to answer. He wasn't trying to be rude or anything, but this was his vacation, so he technically didn't have to answer to the count. Besides, he was too busy getting invested in his new book. 

Dimentio never was really into the whole story behind Christmas. To him, it was simply the time of year when people became super obsessed with good cheer and such, however, the book highlighted a whole bunch of aspects that he had never even thought existed. 

Remembering his teleportation skills made the vacation all the more relaxing. He was able to get himself a cup of hot chocolate without even standing up. It was incredibly convenient. How did he even survive without using the ability? He probably should have used his powers for the snowball fight. If he had, Bleck, Mr. L, and himself would have most definitely won. 

He made sure to pace himself when reading, not wanting to finish the book too quickly. After what was probably an hour or so, he decided to take a break and go out in the snow just to get some fresh air. No one else from his team was still there when he checked, so it was safe to assume that Count Bleck took them all on a mini-adventure. Perhaps that was why he was knocking earlier. 

Dimentio didn't let himself feel too left out. After all, it was his choice not to respond to the knocking. Besides, he spent enough time with them already, and he had plenty more time left. 

There was more snow than the day before, but the sky was clear. Dimentio couldn't recall a snowstorm happening the night before, but something must have gone down when he fell asleep because there was a fresh foot of snow. If he squinted, he could still see his friends' footprints. 

He probably could have followed them. However, he didn't want to go after them only to lose their trail and get himself lost. The area was fairly easy to navigate, but it was still an unfamiliar setting nonetheless.

Instead, he decided to go back to his cabin and spend the rest of the day reveling in the laziness. He went to bed early that night, unknowing of whether or not his teammates came back.

The next morning, he awoke to frantic knocking.

He still felt rather exhausted, so he tried to ignore it and stay in bed. However, these knocks were louder and more persistent than the count's.

 "Dimentio!" Mr. L's voice called. "Come on, get up!"

Dimentio shifted slightly, then groaned and sat up, stretching his arms. Outside his windows were still incredibly dark. It must have been super early. 

"What time is it?" Dimentio muttered, half certain that Mr. L wouldn't have been able to hear him.

"Late" Mr. L replied whilst continuing to knock. "Now get out here!"

"Late as in late at night?" Dimentio asked. 

He stilled for a second, then allowed himself to fall back into his bed, the mattress sinking beneath him.

"Dimentio!"

"No."

"Come on, please?" 

"Please what?" Dimentio groaned. "What is important enough that you feel the need to wake me up like this? I thought it was tomorrow already. Go to sleep, L."

"The sky, Dimentio!" Mr. L exclaimed. The jester could practically hear the childlike wonder in his voice. It was almost funny. "Tonight is supposed to be the clearest night of the month. You gotta see it. You missed it earlier, so you have to see it now!"

Dimentio took his pillow and placed it over his head, hoping it would drown out the sound of Mr. L's knocking. It didn't.

"Dimentio, please!" Mr. L begged in a whiney voice. He must have been taking lessons from Mimi.