Author's Note: What's up, you guys? For those of you familiar with "Alice vs. the Mad Hatter" fanfic, here's a sequel for you all! Enjoy! Here, Alice and Hatter are married with kids! Guess who will be the first to start stirring up trouble?
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Prologue: Picking Fights
"Reggie, this ain't funny anymore!" I shouted, stalking through the house looking for my twin brother. This is the second time my brother has rigged a door to dump tea on my head today and I've just about had it. The blonde, I know, is somewhere laughing at me but when I get my hands on him...! I paused, spotting the next best thing to help me get at my twin.
"Daddy, Reg is being mean to me again!" I complained, coming to stand beside him at the table.
The platinum blonde headed man sighed. "What did he do this time?" he asked, turning his gaze from a bowl of cookies sitting on the table.
"He dumped tea on my head!" I cried, gesturing down to my sticky brown stained clothing. That did it.
"I've told him once, I've told him a thousand times... don't mess with the tea!" my father shouted, turning and stalking out of the room with me in tow, grinning wickedly at the imminent punishment of my brother.
One week later...
"Are you sure it'll work?"
"Yep."
"Are you absolutely sure?"
"Uh... nope."
Two of Alice and Hatter's youngest boys sat hidden in a bush by the door, the oldest of the two, Earl Grey, by name, held a ripcord in his small hand while the other boy, Nathan, sat beside him watching. "Come on, Nate. Darjeeling never asks us to pull pranks for her. Besides, she's paying us her allowance to do it."
"I guess you're right," the redheaded child mused, bouncing in excitement when the sound of footsteps could be heard.
"Time to see if it'll work. Fingers crossed," Earl whispered before yanking the ripcord as hard as he could, setting a cleverly concealed and overly filled balloon off its kilter causing it to fall on whoever it was standing on the front porch.
...
Well, hiring the twins to prank Reggie failed epically.
You wanna know why? The balloon filled with slime that was meant for Reggie fell on me, soaking me to the bone.
"You little twerps!" I shrieked, storming off the porch and tearing away a part of the bush that served as their hiding place. The younger kids looked up at me with wide and innocent eyes of emerald and grins plastered on their faces. "You were supposed to wait for Reggie, not me!"
"We know," they said in unison.
"But I paid them double to prank you instead!" Reggie cackled, making his presence known as he rounded the corner of the house eyes alight with high amusement.
"You know this means war."
"Do your worst."
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