Idk if anyone cares, but Huge spoiler alert for the story of super paper mario. It's an amazing game. Try it. Yeah ik it's not the main plot twist but still, huge spoiler.

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The boy once again breaking the rules his father has set for him. He was going to see her again. His father wasn't going to stop him. Sure she was human and he is from the tribe of darkness, but it doesn't bother her so it doesn't bother him.

Sneaking out of the castle had began to be difficult. Somedays his father caught him and he couldn't try to sneak out again after. But he always tried, not wanting her to wait so long without a sign of him.

So he wanders through the snowy landscape. It was could but he hid his hands inside his coat. Soon enough he was at the cliff they would always meet, but she was nowhere to be seen. Did she already leave?

Suddenly Blumiere was hit with something at his back, it was cold. He turned around only to see his beloved Timpani holding a snowball and then throwing it at him. He yelped and fell over into the cold snow.
"Where were you?" She asked him once she was closer to the one lying in the snow. "My father caught me the last times, sorry" he explained to her. She sighed and sat down next to him.

"At least you're here now. I missed you Blumiere" "I missed you too Timpani. Why does this have to be so complicated?" "The universe hates us, I guess." "It sure feels like it."
She took his hand and held it up to her chest. "But not even the universe can stop us." He smiles and nodded. "No one can stop us" He corrected her, to which he got a smile. (Crying bc i know the ending T-T)

"Also, your hand is cold." He told her, to which she let go of his hand. "You are literally lying in the snow, so don't complain." Timpani crossed her arms and looked away. "Because someone decided to throw a snowball at my chest." Blumiere teased her "Where else should I aim at? Your face? No thanks" he chuckled at her response. "I don't know, my hands?" "That's too hard. Plus you had them in your coat." "Ah true."

"I made biscuits, if you want some." Timpani interrupted their silence of staring in the landscape together. Blumiere nodded in excitement. "Your biscuits are the best! So yes please" He begged the girl. She just smiled and stood up, offering a hand to the boy. He didn't need it but accepted it with a smile. Both of them made their way hand to hand towards the little house.

At the front door Timpani knocked the snow off her clothes and instructed Blumiere to do the same. As both were clean from the snow they stepped inside. Timpani took off her gloves, coat and her shoes, while Blumiere just took off his coat.

The smell of fresh baked biscuits was in the air. Blumiere let the smell lead him to the place they were kept. He grabbed them and joined Timpani on the couch.
She had a blanket covering her body, but when Blumiere sat down beside her she snuggled up to him. Sure he might not have much of a body but it always managed to have enough warmth for both of them. He placed down the plate on the table and hugged her the best he could.

The two chatted and ate the biscuits, that were absolutely delicious once again, the whole evening. Soon the sun began to set. Yet whether Blumiere nor Timpani noticed it. They were too deep into their conversation.
Then everything went black. Blumiere heard a loud yet gentle knock on the door. He opened his eyes, when did he close them?, only to look around in a room that was nothing like Timpani's living room. Everything was black with a thin white pattern. He was very confused and looked at the door.

Another knock sounded through the room. "My count? Are you alright? May I enter?" there was a female voice accompanied with the knock. Now he remembered again. He had a dream of a memory. Timpani was gone. He was now Count Bleck.

The door slightly opened and the worried woman peeked inside. "My count?" she asked again.
"What is it, Nastasia? Count Bleck wants to be left alone." He hissed at his secretary.  "Since the holidays are coming, we thought we could do something together." Nastasia explained her reason for the disturbance. "And what does this Count Bleck concern? I told you often enough you can do as one's pleases." "We wanted you to join us, my count."

He didn't need some kind of holiday. What was the point? The worlds will end soon anyways. Nothing was worth it without her and yet he didn't want them to end. But he started it and there was only one way for the void to stop.

"Count Bleck wants to be left alone." he told Nastasia once again, to which she looked a bit disappointed. "You can join us anytime, 'k?" she said while closing the door.
He left out a heavy sigh. Why did the universe hated the relationship between him and Timpani? What did they do wrong? Why couldn't they love who they loved? Why was it so bad for one from the Tribe of Darkness to love a human?

After some time, Count Bleck joined his minions anyways. If the worlds end, they should at least have some good memories left. Everyone enjoyed their time. Some more than others. Even Dimentio, who the count thought was more like him with the opinion of holidays, was happily spending time with the other.

Sure they weren't Timpani, but the count still appreciated his friends. Yet he knew there was gonna a bad ending to his story. His game would end soon. But the others didn't need to know that. They still thought Bleck will destroy all worlds to rebuild perfect new ones, but Blumiere just wanted revenge on everything that took away his love.

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I love Blumiere's and Timpani's story. One of the
best created. Change my mind. I challenge you.

btw: game ending = death

Anyway hoped you enjoyed, bye