HI! WE'RE BACK with more CheshXAlice cuteness! This one is once again a ficcie by my good friend 39medalla, and I just ADORE the ending ^^ PS: I changed the original name of the piece, which was LAS 10 FLORES (in Spanish it means Ten Flowers, but I don't think it went well with the story, so…)
ANYWAYS, it's DISCLAIMER TIME! I own nothing, I'm just the human version of Google Translate
On with the story!
THE PROMISE
Alice and Cheshire walked along the Vale of Tears in a restored Wonderland one day. After turning her attention away from the beauty of her surroundings, Alice looked down to see her grinning beau holding ten flowers he had gathered while on their stroll. Cheshire explained that each flower reminded him of her: a rose because he loved her, a sunflower because she brightened his day, a poppy because she opened his heart, a jasmine because she was his Heaven, a violet because she gave him a reason to live, a raspberry flower for its sweetness, a cherry blossom because she reminded him of springtime, and mistletoe, so only he could kiss her sweet lips.
The madwoman smiled sweetly, but then turned her attention to the last flower, emerald eyes glinting with curiosity. Even without her voicing her thoughts, her whole expression told Cheshire she was wondering about the significance of the dandelion in his hands.
He smiled mischievously, simply telling her that "you will see in time".
Now many years later, an elderly woman stared at the only remaining flower of the bouquet her husband gave to her. Her once auburn hair now sported streaks of silver, but her eyes kept their spark of curiosity in their green irises.
"Granny, why do you stare at that dandelion so intently?" asked her eldest grandchild, interrupting Alice's thoughts.
"Long ago, you grandfather gave me a bouquet of flowers. Do you know what he told me?"
The girl shook her head, the familiar glint of interest present in her golden gaze.
"He said I will love you until the last of the flowers die. Overtime all of the other flowers withered, but this one, this dandelion, remained."
The little girl smiled, giggling at her grandmother's cluelessness, before walking away, happy that Cheshire's love will last forever.
Little did the elder Alice know that the dandelion was made of plastic.
YAY! DONE! I have to say, I'm not too happy with this translation, BUUUUT, practice makes perfect! ANYWAYS, REVIEW! LIKE, DON'T LIKE, ALL COMMENTS ARE WELCOME, except crass ones. ME NO LIKEY THOSE!
Until next time,
MadUnderTheHat999
