Chapter One: Down the Shoebox Tunnel

I do not own any of the Twilight characters (as this is fanfiction) nor do I own the plot for Alice in Wonderland (but I don't need to say that because it's no longer copyrighted).

Edward was beginning to get tired of watching Bella as she slept. Sure it was fun in the beginning, but now it had become tedious. He paced around her room looking for something to do, careful not to make any noise that could raise her from her slumber.

He shuffled through her closet coming across nothing but clothes and shoes; there was nothing interesting about her clothing unless it was on her. He closed her closet so swiftly one would have imagined it open just a moment before. He continued his search under her bed. His eyes locked onto a simple shoe box tucked next to the wall. He reached for the box, barely feeling Bella's weight as she turned in her bed.

The box was covered in a thin layer of dust. Edward supposed the dust would have been thicker assuming she had lived in Forks longer. He carefully removed the cover anticipating the treasures within. Inside the shoebox was a Barbie doll, well not Barbie exactly, but one of her less popular friends: Tess, Anna, or something as equally forgettable.

He lifted out the mock Barbie and the design of the box was revealed. The interior of the shoebox was painted to resemble a forest: dark in some parts and pleasantly inviting in others. One section of the box was covered in red hearts. The box was very curious.

"I'm late!" Bella cried as she sat up in bed. "I'm late!" She now jumped right out of her bed. She was wearing white thigh high leather boots, a white mini skirt, a red corset, and white bunny ears. Oddly enough, she had not gone to sleep wearing that outfit. She pulled out a rather large pocket watch from her corset and jumped again, "I'm late!"

Edward stood up and tried to grab hold of Bella to calm her down, but she evaded his grasps. It was curious how fast Bella had become. She continued to bounce around the room, with all of her ruckus sure to wake Charlie.

"Bella," Edward whispered, "Bella, please! You need to calm down."

She stopped on the spot and took out her watch again, "No time to say, hello, goodbye!" She took one final leap and disappeared right into the shoe box. "I'm late. I'm late. I'm late…"

Edward watched as Bella shrunk in size and disappeared into the painted-on-foliage. He stared into the box, waiting to be sucked in himself, but that was in vain. He tried to step into the box, but he could barely fit his foot. Edward collapsed onto the ground, defeated. He could not take his eyes off of Bella for one second before she got herself into trouble. He stared hopelessly into the box when a flash of something brown caught his eye.

He looked around the room, waiting for the flash to again appear. He saw it: a little brown mouse. Curious, the Swans never had a rodent problem before. The mouse scurried across his leg, this time he noticed a little sign attached to it. "Drink me" read the tag. Edward stared at it with his mouth open - who knew about his situation? Someone must have attached this notice on the mouse, the question was who.

The little mouse, oblivious to Edwards pondering, scurried across his leg again. It ran up to the box and began to paw it. The mouse looked up at Edward and let out a high pitched squeak. "Drink me" the tag read, "Drink me".

Edward stuck his hand out and let it hover over the mouse; it did not flinch. He lowered his hand beside the mouse and much to his surprise the mouse scurried up his arm and into his gawking mouth. He was very startled by the mouse's behavior, so he spit it out into his hand. The mouse squeaked at him again.

Edward let out a sigh and put the warm body up to his lips. His tongue searched for the tiny artery. His fangs bit into the flesh and he drank the blood of the little brown mouse.

Suddenly, he felt himself shrinking; it was as if he was a telescope that was closing in on itself. He shrunk down so small that the body of the mouse was twice his size - very curious indeed.

Now, Edward was small enough to fit inside the shoe box. He ran up to the box which was standing upright, and pushed off the ground. His flying leap catapulted him upwards and down he went into the shoebox.

Down, down, and down the shoebox tunnel he went. Edward had expected to hit the bottom of the shoebox, but much to his surprise he fell right through the cardboard. As he descended he saw shelves and shelves of camping supplies. It was an odd sight to see Mike Newton behind the counter, in midair, asking him if he would like to buy anything. Edward was speechless as he passed by the Newton store. He passed through the Cullen home, the school Prom, and even through the dance studio in Phoenix before the painted-on-foliage transformed into real plant life.

Finally, Edward landed on the ground. He looked around and he appeared to be in a peculiar forest. Long, thin, green trees extended past his head, some of them even had colourful leaves on top. He looked around for a path of some sort but the forest looked the same in every direction.

"I'm late!" He heard coming from his left. He could see Bella bouncing in the distance and he quickly followed her. As he followed, he noticed the sky getting cloudy. The clouds in the sky were very peculiar: they were shaped as letters and many different colours.

"Oh dear, oh dear!" Bella's exclamation brought him back to his mission. He sped up in hopes of closing the gap between them. The clouds became thicker as he neared Bella, and he then broke into a clearing.

"Who are you?" A voice called to him from above. Edward looked around and spotted the underside of a large mushroom shaped building. "Who are you?"

He looked around the base of the building before he decided to jump up to look on the top.