Castle Bleck Craziness

The Second Camping Episode

One Void Day, Dimentio walked into his bedroom wearing yellow-and-purple nightgown carrying a book and a cup of tea.

"Ah ha ha, finally, the weekend is here. And this isn't just any old weekend," he said to himself, looking at a Magic Quarterly calendar that was hanging on his black wall.

"This is the weekend that Mr. L and O'Chunks go camping. Wouldn't it be great if they got lost in Boo Woods and never came back?"

A thought bubble appeared above his head.

Mr. L and O'Chunks are walking along, with camping gear strapped to their backs. They are seemingly lost.

"O'Chunks, I'm sc—uh, I mean, unsure of our surroundings," Mr. L said quietly.

Dimentio's thought bubble poofed into nothing.

"Ah ha ha, that would be great!" He jumped into his bed. "You've waited a long time for this! A soft bed, warm tea, a good book, and two whole days with no..." He made a mustache appear on his face and imitated Mr. L, saying, "The Green Thunder!"

Just then, he heard the REAL Mr. L say, "THE GREEN THUNDER!!"

"What the...?" Dimentio said. He warped out of bed to the front of the castle. There, he found Mr. L and O'Chunks in a tent with sleeping bags and books, mostly Civil War ones. They were talking about junk.

"Mr. L! Aren't you two supposed to be camping?" Dimentio asked.

"We are camping," Mr. L replied, biting a cookie.

"It's not camping if you're ten feet from your own castle," Dimentio said, pointing to the door, which was ten feet away.

"It don' matter where ya are as long as yur owtdoors! While all dem soft city folk are safe in dare beds readin' books, we're out here, pittin' ourselves against da formidable forces of nature!! You wanna join us?" O'Chunks asked.

"No," said Dimentio.

"Okay. Have fun inside," Mr. L replied.

Dimentio turned and left. Behind him, he could hear Mr. L and O'Chunks talking and giggling again...maybe about the Civil War. A thought striking him, he wheeled around and stuck his head back in their tent.

"What do you mean, 'have fun inside'?" he asked.

"Just...have fun inside! See you tomorrow, Mr.Pleaserofcrowds," Mr. L said, turning back to a book.

"Oh. Bye," Dimentio said and left again. Mr. L and O'Chunks resumed reading. Then Dimentio head shot in again, getting the tent flap all mixed up in his hat, and said, "You little sneak! I see what you're doing!"

"What?" Mr. L asked.

"Don't think I can't see what you're doing!" Dimentio yelled.

"What?" Mr. L asked again, his face furrowed in confusion.

"You're saying I can't take it!" Dimentio said.

"But all I..."

Dimentio held up one of his disembodied hands. "Ah. You're saying I'm soft! You think your little 'have fun inside' challenge is gonna make me come camping with you, but that is never gonna happen! I am DIMENTIO, PLEASER OF CROWDS! And there's no way I'm gonna sit out here all night with you two losers! So, get used to it!" he turned around and shot out of the tent.

"Okay. Have fun inside!" Mr. L called.

Dimentio's head popped in again for the millionth time and this time he yelled so loud that Mr. L and O'Chunks were blasted to the back of the tent. "That's it! I'm in! I'll show you camping!" He teleported back to the castle. His clear ring distorted Mr. L and O'Chunks for a second.