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"No, No, NO!" Mimi yells, crumpling another piece of paper and throwing it into the trash. She has been sitting here for the past 30 minutes just staring at her notebook trying to think of a perfect to add to her wardrobe. It had to be practical and that spoke rich. But she was stuck. She had an art block which was probably here to stay for quite a while unless she got ideas, and fast.
So she decides to ask the one person she knows in this castle that wears the same outfit every day. He helped her in the past albeit reluctantly but she didn't care. This was serious after all.
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Deep inside the void, lies Count Bleck's castle. A place where pure darkness resides to the point where all you can see is black and white outlines everywhere. Count Bleck is the leader, wanting to use the Chaos Heart to destroy all worlds & create new ones. At least, that is what was told to all his minions. His loyal minions, each with different skills and personalities. Regardless, they take their jobs seriously and don't waste time-
"MR. L! GET YOUR ASS BUTT OVER HERE NOW!"
(Y'know on second thought, never mind. They were just a bunch of characters that clashed here & there that secretly cared for each other.)
The man known as Mr. L sighed as he look behind to see someone at his door. Her name was Mimi, the shapeshifter and resident "fashionista" of the castle. With crossed arms, she waited impatiently for him. Mr. L preferred not to be interrupted when he was working on his projects and this one was important. He was working on blueprints for upgrades for Brobot to finally beat those stupid heroes trying to get the Pure Hearts for themselves. But of course, no one seemed to listen to this. Just yesterday, Dimentio surprised him by using his powers to hide in his red toolbox and scared him when he tried to grab his blowtorch.
"Mr. L! Hurry up, I think my hair is getting gray because of you!" Mimi yelled from the door.
" Fine! I'm coming, just give me a moment!" Mr. L yelled back. He put down the mask he used whenever he was building and jumped down the platform back to the ground to see Mimi. Her impatient face was quickly replaced with a cheery smile.
"There you are, you slowpoke! I have to do something and I need your help now!" She demands. Mr. L raised an eyebrow. what could she possibly need? Though he stayed quiet as started dragging him to her room.
"Question, how could this possibly be more important than what I was working on?" Mr. L asked annoyed.
"Of course it is! Now cmon, my room is close by!" She said cheerfully though Mr. L doubted that whatever she was planning was important but decided to stay quiet as she opened the door to her room which had a handwritten note saying "No Dimentios allowed" which was amusing since that wouldn't stop that annoying jester from breaking in. He assumes she put the sign there to prevent Dimentio from reading her diary which hasn't succeeded yet.
Her room was way more decorated than any room, Mr. L is sure of it. It had a nightstand, a large mirror, and other pink and cute items in there. And it didn't look that organized or anything. He made a mental note of that as a bargaining chip. She pointed to a spot on her bed and told him to sit down. Mr. L reluctantly sat down while Mimi opened her huge closet, which was filled to the brim with clothes she had created. She brought out her notebook, and pencil and then sat down next to Mr. L. He saw many paper clippings and fashion ideas.
" Now I need your help. I need fashion advice." She says bluntly. Mr. L looks at her like she was crazy.
" You dragged me here for me to give you fashion advice? Mimi, I was doing something important you know." He said. Mimi simply scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Well, this is just as important to me as much as that robot is important to you! When the count creates new worlds for us, I need the perfect outfit for ruling it. Something that says, Rich diva. But I'm unfortunately having trouble coming up with something!" She says. Mr. L looks on. This was the first time Mimi looked genuinely stumped on one of her new ideas.
"And what exactly does this have to do with me?" He asks, guessing at what she was going to say next.
Every time I get something, there's a problem. Either it's too heavy or uncomfortable or it just doesn't feel right. So I thought of something. You have practical tastes right? Heck, you wear the same outfit every day! I need ideas now! Please?" She asked, giving Mr. L her best puppy dog eyes ever. Finally, Mr. L sighed and gave in.
"Fine, I suppose Brobot can wait for a moment. What do you need?" He asks. Mimi's eyes light up and she squeals, grabbing her pencil, and showing Mr. L her initial ideas. Mr. L notices some ideas were crossed out and others didn't seem to her vision as she says.
" I need something that says I'm a queen! Something that says rich and beautiful but something practical as well." Mimi explains to Mr. L while giving her notebook to him and grabbing a mannequin and measuring tape.
" Well, how about a suit?" Mr. L suggests. Mimi looks back and him and thinks.
"What makes you think a suit would work?" Mimi asks. Mr. L shows her initial sketch and some advice.
"First of all, if you want something that says rich but practical, I think of suits. Dresses are cool I guess, but you said it's either too heavy or doesn't fit right. You could try some combinations with different pants & coats and shoes & I suppose you could use some accessories. You seem to have way more than you need to." Mr. L shrugs. "That's what I wore before anyhow in the mansion." He mutters but Mimi overhears it anyway. Of course, she does.
"I'm sorry, did I just hear about a mansion?!" Mimi screams while Mr. L covers his ears. He's pretty sure he hasn't heard Mimi scream that loud since Dimentio stole her diary and hid it somewhere in the castle, resulting in a frantic emergency search party that basically tore the castle apart trying to find it. Turns out, it was on the top of the castle roof also resulting in him having to jump there to get it for her.
'So? Who cares?" Mr. L states to which Mimi's jaw drops.
"Well, now I do! I'm just now hearing that you actually wore something other than your all-black emo outfit and YOU. HAVE. A. MANSION?!" Mimi exaggerates once more to his annoyance.
"Yes okay? I don't remember much alright? All I remember though is that it's filled with ghosts." Mr. L warns but Mimi is unfazed. Great.
" Okay from now on, I will ask you for help on outfits all the time, then once this is all over, you have got to take me there!" She says, momentarily forgetting about the end of all worlds. Mr. L wants to point out that the mansion will probably disappear once the Count destroys all worlds but Mr. L notes that he will create perfect new ones for them so he supposes that the mansion will be a part of that.
Eventually, Mimi's outfit is completed. It consisted of a light green halter top with matching pants & jacket fitted with some accessories to boot. Mimi admires her newly crafted handiwork and hugs Mr. L in excitement. Mr. L decides to let it slide for once.