My first story! Please only constructive criticism! Plot bunnies everywhere this week... so expect fairly quick updates!

Disclaimer!

Mrs. Meyer owns Twilight & the rights to 'Alice' go to Nick Willing & Sy Fy!

Enjoy (hopefully)!

"Hello brother!" I greeted my hat loving sibling, who was currently hanging up his coat on a nearby stand. Hopping up on said brother's desk, I grinned at his choice of clothing. A loud patterned shirt accessorized with a jacket, vest, and clumsily tied tie, and, of course, a hat. "Hello Bella, you're sure keyed up today." he noted.

Keyed up hadn't been a word to describe me in about six years... I frowned, remembering what happened a year later. Pushing that thought aside, I looked up to face the door, which was now swinging open. Ratty... I internally groaned, his stench could be sniffed a mile away.

"Hatter! You'll never guess this!" Ratty exclaimed, as we both raised an eyebrow. There were a lot of things the Hatter could believe. "An Oyster! She's just broken out of the Scarab! She says she's Alice! THE Alice! She says she's looking for someone!" the man looked like he was hopped up on excitement. "The Alice?" Hatter rolled his eyes. "She'd have to be a hundred and fifty years old." I pointed out dull fully.

"Well, send her in anyways; she sounds like an interesting character." Hatter said.

"She must be terrified, poor thing, the Scarab isn't necessarily the nicest way to travel... especially in those god awful crates." I sympathized.

Ratty quickly sprinted off, and I smiled.

"This should be interesting..." he spoke with a twinkle in his eye.

I couldn't help but agree...

Ratty ran in, dragging a drenched raven haired girl by the arm. She didn't look as terrified as I expected, but determined... about something. Still smiling, I waved sheepishly to the shivering Oyster.

"Hi! I'm Bella! And your name is Alice, right?" she nodded, and I wanted to look as friendly as possible as I held out my hand. She just looked at it for a moment, until I said "Don't worry, I don't bite... I can't guarantee he doesn't though." I nodded to Ratty, and then sent him an apologetic look as she shook my hand. "What is this place?" She asked breathlessly. And then my brother decided to spin again in his favorite chair to face her. "Wonderland" He stated, pointed to the ceiling.

I took my perch on the couch as she crunched her eyebrows together. "That's a story in a kid's book."

she retorted. "Does this look like a kids' story to you?" he retorted. She paused... then simply said, "No.". "It's not the same as most remember it, but you Oysters don't know how to find us, and quite frankly, we prefer to keep it that way." He explained. "Why am I an Oyster?" she questioned, and I quickly cut in "Ratty tells me and my brother that you're looking for someone." That caught her attention, "Jack Chase, he's my boyfriend and he was kidnapped by men with a white rabbit on their lapel." The White Rabbit, the organization in charge of herding the Oysters, she's lucky she broke out. "How'd you break out of the Scarab?" I asked suddenly "I used my hairpin and..." "Fell" Hatter noted.

"As you can tell, I'm drenched." He nodded as he walked up to the tea shelf, picked up a bottle of relief, then set it down and replaced it with a bottle of fuchsia excitement. He walked up to Ratty and began his sales rant. I yawned, exaggeratingly as he finished.

"Or it'll burst your little heart, got it?" he asked. Ratty nodded, and then ran off with his prize. "He really smells..." Hatter muttered, and I nodded in agreement. "Oysters were drained?" Alice's voice went an octave higher as she noted the worst part of living in Wonderland. Hatter ignored this and ran over to his wardrobe and pulled out his purple jacket. His favorite, looks like Hatter is developing a crush on this pretty girl. I grinned as I hopped down from my perch on the couch and stood by Alice as Hatter handed her his jacket. She hesitated, and then said, "Why are you helping me?"

I looked over at Hatter as he answered, "Do I need a reason to help a very pretty girl in a very wet dress." I rolled my eyes, "You know Hatter, that line was half pervy, half sweet." I grinned as Alice still just stared at the jacket. "Oh I see," he narrowed his eyes, "You don't trust me. Fine!" he slammed the jacket on the couch as I sighed... Hatter got pissed pretty easily.

"I know what you're thinking, if we're the frying pans, out there," I gestured to the door," is the fire, we know what we're doing Alice, we've smuggled much more dangerous things than you through Wonderland." I reassured her.

She simply put on the jacket as we headed out the door, with Hatter first, her next, and as I left the Tea Shoppe I couldn't help but think back to a different Alice I used to know. Sighing, I went to watch my brother help this new Alice down the ladder. You know, they wouldn't be a bad couple I pondered to myself as Hatter reassured her with her fear of heights. "Yep" I thought to myself "definitely playing matchmaker, screw this Jack guy, my brother's never flirted this much."

Oooh, matchmaker Bella ;)

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Don't worry, the Cullens will be in this story eventually, just let me build the story's foundation because we get into twists of the plot.