DISCLAIMER: I would just like to say that I did not create Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, because if I did, I would be a lot smarter than I am right now.
Ah, if only I had a brain... wait... wrong story...
Abbot ran quickly through the Tulgey wood, his large and floppy shirt collar with the diamond near the points flapping in the breeze . The king was going to kill him this time, he just knew it! He had to visit the White King, Mad Hatter, then the Duchess, then the Hatter again, then go back to the palace, then run back to the Hatter's place, and report back to the palace after the ordeal is through with. It was all because of tarts! The King wanted some tarts to give to the Duchess and to contribute to the hoard for the Hatter's never ending tea party.
"First," the blonde drag queen had said, leaning on his axe, the rubies on it complimenting the black crown with rubies on his head at a tilt, with his dress being made with blood red and black stripes, "You must go to the White King, and get jam to spread on the Hatter's toast. IT IS CRUCIAL THAT THERE IS JAM! TOAST CANNOT BE TOAST WITHOUT THE JAM! IS THAT CLEAR?" The startled rabbit nodded at the ash black sharp point that was near his nose, his fluffy cream bunny ears lowered behind him, cowering. "...Good." The ruby studded axe was withdrawn, and the King examined his reflection in the mirror, fixing his moderately long hair to look alluring. "Oh, and after you give the jam to Hatty, you can take his sugar with you to the Duchess, and you must take one of her babies off her hands, she's got plenty to go around, and they'd taste delicious in the tart."
Abbot's eye twitched. What is wrong with his majesty? Cannibalism is one of the worst taboos! He watched as the mad King ran his finger on the sharp edge of the axe, drawing blood. He ran the blood over his lips as a substitute for makeup. The king smiled, satisfied with his face's appearance, and sucked on his injured finger. Oh, yeah. Blood lust.
"Anyways, then you take some of the Duchess' flour, and take a baby over to the Hatter's. They'll enjoy looking at it before it's eaten, I'm sure. When you're done there, come back to the palace, and I'll make the tarts. Take some to the Hatter, then Duchess. She always did have a fondness for the tarts... Oh and if you can, say Hi to Demitri for me~"
Abbot sighed. He was dead. He was going to be very fast if this was to be done by sundown. He slowed down at a large white gate, with intricate designs of a lion and a unicorn in an epic battle.
"Abbot!" He heard only this as a warning before a red haired, but almost blonde dog boy as tall as Abbot's shoulders appeared out of nowhere from above, wrapping his arms around the rabbit's neck tightly, so as not to fall as Abbot spun around from the momentum. The boy with the white collar reached his head up and kissed Abbot's cheek, his bright orange eyes squeezed shut from happiness.
"Hi, Toby." Abbot smiled and set down the dog boy, who began digging in the Rabbit's pocket until he got a precious chain. A golden watch. He skipped happily, his ginger-blonde tail wagging excitedly, and he put the back of the ticking clock to a key hole, and, to the dog's surprise, glowed bright blue.
"That's funny... It usually glows cream colored... like your ears..."
Abbot walked up to investigate, his unruly shoulder length hair quivering with the rest of him in fear. "What does that blue glow mean?"
The dog smiled. "You'll meet someone new today!"
Abbot laughed nervously. He wasn't sure he wanted to meet new people. He barely liked the people he knew already, besides Thanatos and Toby. All the rest of them had weapons that they used constantly, on each other and themselves, and Johnathan's residence just sat there all day long talking riddles and drinking tea, along with other things... It was a wonder the Hatter stayed thin. "I don't know what to think about that..." He took the watch from the door and hurried inside. "Wish me luck with the king!"
The dog waved. "Luck!"
Abbot crept inside timidly, looking around at the Diamond Soldiers standing against the wall, all having a number on their chest, and a red diamond over their heart. He saluted in respect, which was rare for a 'Queen' to do. "Good evening, sirs."
"Good evening!" he heard them all chorus. They took great pleasure when someone besides another soldier actually took the time out of their day to talk to them. A little blonde boy, barely old enough to get into the deck, sneezed. The Ten blushed furiously. "So sorry, sir! I'll try not to next time! I-I didn't mean to go out of order-"
Abbot smiled. "Quit apologizing. Everyone gets colds." He examined the boy a short while, and muttered, "But why are you standing here if you have one?" Then he spoke aloud. "You may go home, Ten. Come back when you feel better. I'll deal with the king."
The small card's face brightened. "Thank you, A-Abbot! Oop- I mean-"
Abbot laughed. "If you know my name, you may use it." The rabbit went to go to the King, then paused. "Ten, what is your name?"
The card blushed. "Gweir..."
Abbot's eyes smiled. "Heh, what a cute name." He then walked off towards the king's study, leaving the soldier standing there speechless until Nine pushed him gently to signal him to get going home.
"Err, Your Majesty?" Abbot creaked the door open fearfully. "I need some jam. The Queen of Hearts said that Toast cannot be without Jam." He sighed. "Is everyone psychotic here?"
He heard a laughter. It wasn't like someone giggling, it was more maniacal... More... Crazed. "Yes, but there's always a reason." The white king came into view, his long gown dragging behind him, the genuine pearls on his crown, perfectly sized and completely identical. "So you wanted some Jam?" The smile of the king was pale, as if all the blood was drained from his body. He usually had to keep the castle at a high temperature, but Abbot was never sure why the king was so cold. He was one of the least dangerous of Wonderland, but ever so often, he was extremely lecherous, so Abbot still had to keep his guard up around even his own King of Diamonds. Abbot was even more embarrassed to say that he himself were the Queen of Diamonds. Thanatos was the Jack, but he had won more respect from Abbot than the King ever would.
"Alright, but you're going to have to give me something for it~" The man with the ginger hair smiled, and leaned forward towards Abbot. "No Jam without payment..." The royal man smiled, his soft hands gently taking hold of Abbot's ears.
"S-sir, you do know that I'm sup-posed to be in a huge hurry?" Abbot was blushing furiously, as his ears were one of his sensitive spots.
The white king giggled quietly. "Silly rabbit. You've again forgotten that I'm 'Your Majesty' now... I have to fix that..." The perverted king's hand began sliding up Abbot's finely chiseled chest, making Abbot gasp. "Say it..."
Abbot began sweating from fear. "... Y-Your Majesty..." The rabbit draped his arms around the man's shoulders. "I'm running out of time, really quick... I don't wanna be executed... I don't think that I could take that... I am still able to die, you know..."
The White King frowned, just as Abbot expected, and released his hold on the rabbit. "Alright. But you still have to give me payment later... When you're free from duties for the day~" The royal man snapped his fingers, and a table appeared, holding a jar of Jam.
Abbot walked over to the table and stuffed the jar deep into one of his almost never ending pockets, and smirked. "Go boil your head..." He pulled out his watch. "SHIT!" He was way past what time he should be going. A full five minutes! He ran quickly out the door, and bolted the rest of the way to the Hatter's, not stopping even to worry about the woods.