Reader—
All Characters belong to Charles Dodgeson (Lewis Carroll), and are not of my creation.
That being said and done, this is my first Fanfic (However, it is not my first story.) It's Written From Alice's POV. Please R&R.
Kara
Chapter One
The Letter had said to meet at the caterpillar's mushroom, but I had been standing here for about a half-hour, and nothing had happened. I glanced down at the paper in my hand.
Dearest, Most Beloved Alice,
I must see you. It's been so long since you visited Wonderland, and I am withering away without your presence. I find I can truly not live without you. Alice, please come back to Wonderland, and Meet me at The Caterpillar's Mushroom.
It had been mailed to my home in England, and I felt so intrigued that I decided I would return to Wonderland as soon as Possible. While I waited, I began to wonder which of my acquaintances would remember me enough to fall in love with me. Most of them barely knew me, and the others I couldn't stand.
"Please don't let it be Tweedle Dum or Dee," I whispered to myself, remembering the two constant bickering twins.
After a moment, I began walking around the Mushroom, stroking the sides, and wondering where the Caterpillar was. His Hookah was still on the fungi, but he was nowhere in sight. I sighed; wishing he was here—the company would have been nice, if a little confusing and easily hurt. I remembered telling him that three inches had been a dreadful height, even though he had been three inches. I couldn't remember if I had apologized, so I whispered: "Sorry Mr. Caterpillar," About nine years late.
It was starting to get cold—it was nearly six thirty, in London time, though in Wonderland I wasn't sure. I remembered the Mad Hatter Talking about how he murdered time. Contrary to popular belief spread by Mr. Dodgeson, who wrote a story about me, The Mad Hatter was actually a teenager. He was just as vague, but at least younger then people thought he was.
Anyway, It was starting to get cold, on this October Evening, and I made up my mind to go Home if my secret admirer didn't appear in the next five minutes. I began mentally counting, but switched to verbally when my lips started to go numb. I was at the 59 second the fourth time I had started counting when the tall grasses that surrounded the mushroom shook, like someone was brushing them aside. I cringed, and slid up onto the mushroom, where I figured I would get a bit of height if something bigger than me appeared.
The rustling stopped and The Mad Hatter, still a teenager, burst from the foliage. "Alice?" He asked. I nodded and curtsied stiffly. But that was about it; I was cold, sore, stiff and bored. And I was planning on going home in a moment, since my lover hadn't shown up.
"Hatter." I said, sitting rudely down on the mushroom next to the Hookah.
"Alice?" He asked again. This time I turned to face him.
"Yes?" Hatter's Face turned red, and he edged closer to the mushroom.
"Alice—I…l--" Hatter broke off, and I nodded, as if he was wasting my time.
"I...thinktheteasgettingcold!" Hatter Blushed.
I sighed.
Kay, first Chapter. Hate the Ending, however. It's a bit straight forward. And This story won't be long, I can tell already. Anyway, I'll start writing the next chapter, if people like it. Tell me what you think!
Note To readers: I erased the first story. Why? Well..umm…I didn't like it. So, this is the new one!!