AN- This is in (horribly hilarious) celebration of me watching Alice in Wonderland (Yes, the one with my future husband, the one and only, Johnny Depp) for the 30th time.
I'm honestly not sure who I would marry first, Johnny or Hatter... Umm.. Okay.. I'm gonna stop making you guys want to throw me in some padded room in a straight jacket.
'Cept for you, sissy. You've seen me worse. And you still deal with me.
I AM STILL SO BADLY SIDETRACKING. And it's still 12:03 AM and I still just wrote chapter 3 of one of my other stories.. (The Ghost of Life, go read it. It isn't finished either.. But I'm multitasking.)
Sidetracked again. Here we go.
OH WAIT, ONE MORE THING!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The idea comes from the move Alice in Wonderland, and the characters all come from Rizzoli and Isles.
Maura was sitting in the carriage with her mother. She had had nightmares again the night before. Falling down a hole, strange creatures coming to greet her. Animals talking. She shook her head, dispelling the thoughts from her mind. She sighed, wishing her father were here to comfort her as he had so many times when she was young.
"Must we go, Mother? They will hardly notice if we don't arrive!"
"Oh, Maura. They will notice."
Maura sighed.
"Maura, did you dress properly this morning?"
She looked away from her mother, focusing out the window. Her mother put her hands on Maura's rib cage and looked at her disapprovingly.
"You aren't wearing a corset!"
Maura heard the rustle of her skirts as they were lifted to her knees.
"And no stockings?! Maura, you aren't properly dressed!"
She looked straight at her mother.
"Who is to say what is proper? What if wearing a codfish on your head was considered 'proper'?! Would you wear it?"
Her mother looked at her disapprovingly again. "Maura."
"To me, a corset is like a codfish."
"Maura, please. Not today!"
"Father would have laughed."
Her mother looked at her, distraught.
"I'm sorry, Mother. I'm tired."
"Oh, Maura. Have you been having nightmares again?"
"Not nightmares, mother. It's always the same one. Don't normal people have different dreams?"
"I just don't know, Maura."
They rode in silence from then on.
When they arrived at the party, there was a woman and a man waiting for them.
"Maura,"The woman said by ways of greeting, "Casey is waiting to dance with you. Go."
Maura walked off, not happy to be ordered around, but not much in the mood to argue either.
"You're late!" The woman said to Maura's mother, "Now the whole affair will have to be rushed!"
"I'm sor-"
"Oh, it's too late now."
The woman hurried away. Her husband stepped forward, an apologetic look on his face.
"I'm sincerely sorry about my wife. She has been planning this event for over twenty years."
"It's okay. I wish my husband were here."
"My condolences. He was indeed a great man. I was mad for not investing in his crazy venture when I had the chance!"
"He thought so too."
"I hope you don't think I was taking advantage of your misfortune by buying the company."
"On the contrary, I'm glad it was you who bought it."
The two of them finished up the conversation, and wandered around the party-goers, waiting for the big moment.
While Maura was dancing with Casey, she found herself constantly distracted. Casey was getting rather annoyed with her, as well as the people around them. When the dance ended, Casey led her to the edge of the dancers area.
"Meet me under the gazebo in precisely ten minutes." He said, with a self-assuring, and rather arrogant nod.
As Casey walked away, two girls in white dresses walked up. They looked uncannily similar. The only difference was ones dress had blue polka dots, and the others had yellow stripes.
"We have a secret to tell you!" They announced.
"Well, if you tell me it won't be much of a secret, now will it?" Maura replied, already annoyed with the two of them.
"Well, you have to be surprised-"
"-will you be surprised?" One finished the others sentence, as tended to happen with the two of them.
"I won't be surprised if you tell me!"
"Well then, we can't tell you."
"I wonder if your parents know you swim in the pond naked."
"Oh, you wouldn't" They said in unison.
"Oh, but I would. Look, there they are now."
"Casey is going to ask for your hand!"
Maura's best friend Kayla walked up.
"You ruined the surprise!"
Kayla dragged Maura away. She then told her about how everybody knew what was going to happen, and that the party was the engagement party. Soon enough, Casey's mother walked up.
"If I may have a word, Maura, darling." The hated woman said.
Maura figured she didn't have a chance of getting away, so she meekly followed the woman. They began walking through the garden.
"I have been informed you have found out about the surprise-"
"Affirmative." Maura replied, closing her lips into a tight line after speaking the single word, rather annoyed at the whole plan. How in the world could she say no in front of all these people?
"Don't interrupt me!" She snapped. Maura looked at the ground to hide her anger. The older woman took the gesture as a sign of obedience, and continued.
"You know what I have always feared?" She said to Maura.
Maura mumbled something about the stock market crashing.
"Ugly grandchildren. However," She said, pausing, and taking Maura's chin in her hand, tilting her head up. Maura tried to hide the anger in her eyes. "You are quite pretty. You are bound to produce little- imbeciles!"
Maura's head shot up, as the woman had let go of her and continued to walk.
"I'm sorry?" She said, unsure of why the woman would say such a thing.
"The gardeners have planted white roses when I specifically asked for red!"
"Well, you could always paint the roses red." Maura blurted, then blinked, confused as to why she would say such a thing.
"What an odd suggestion! Anyway." The woman began to ramble about Casey's delicate digestion, and how you couldn't feed him some things.
Then a flash of white caught Maura's eye. She looked over, and there, within the despicably white roses, stood a white rabbit in a waistcoat.
"Did you see that?!" She said excitedly.
"How many times must I tell you, don't interrupt! Now, see what?" The woman replied rather venomously.
"Right there! A rabbit!"
"Oh, I despise rabbits. I do love to set the dogs on them."
As the woman continued, Maura saw the flash of white again, then the rabbit stood on his hind legs, pulled out a pocket watch, and tapped it vigorously, making a show of how she needed to hurry.
"I'm sorry, but you really must excuse me!" Maura said, then ran after where the rabbit's fluffy tail had just disappeared.
She ran under the arched vines, and heard a noise in another to her right. She looked over, and saw Kayla's husband kissing another woman.
"Frank?" She said, slightly shell-shocked.
"Oh, um. Hello, Maura. Lydia is an old friend." He said, wiping the blonde woman's lipstick off his face with his white handkerchief.
"I can see that you two happen to be very close." She stated flatly.
"You won't tell Kayla about this will you?"
"Well, I don't know. I am confused. Why should I not tell her?" She said shakily.
"Think about Kayla! It would break her heart! You would ruin our relationship!"
"I would ruin your relationship?" Maura replied indignantly, "I'm not the one sneaking around behind my fiancee's back-" She was cut off by Casey walking up.
"There you are! Come on, we have to go now!" He snapped at her, and promptly dragged her off in the direction of the gazebo.
When they were in place on the gazebo, Casey got down on one knee, and held out his hands, palm-up, in front of him. Maura hesitated slightly before placing her hands in his.
"Maura Isles."
"Casey?"
Casey looked uncomfortably at the crowd, and the man who stood, painting the scene.
"What is it?" He hissed.
"You have a caterpillar on your shoulder." She replied calmly.
He looked at his shoulder, and, indeed, there was a bright blue caterpillar scooting it's way up his shoulder.
"Oh, ew!" He said, moving to flick it off.
"Don't hurt it!" Maura exclaimed, batting his hand away and picking it up gently with two fingers, placing it to the side. She then moved back, and replaced her hands into his.
"You might want to wash that finger." He said, with a disgusted look on his face, pulling his hand away from her one that had touched the caterpillar slightly before letting it touch him.
She looked into his disgusting eyes, feeling his impossibly, almost repulsively, soft hands in her own, knowing exactly what was coming next.
"Maura Isles. Will you marry me?" He said the last part quickly, ending it with a slimy smile that made her want to shudder.
She panicked mentally, and pulled her hands from his, walking to the front of the gazebo to face the crowd.
"I.. I think I.. This all happened so quickly.. I just.. I.. I think.. I think I need a moment." She stuttered, then ran off, down the gazebo stairs, and into the property, chasing the white rabbit who had been impatiently waiting for her the whole time.
AN- Well. Like? Don't like? Should I continue writing it? Any ideas?
Let me know!
Also, I know it isn't exactly the same as the movie was, and I'm sorry if that upsets you but.. Yeaa. Well, I hope you're enjoying it so far!