Alice woke up to the sounds of someone snoring. Snoring?

Confused Alice turned over in her bed to see what (or who) it was. When she did her jaw dropped in shock and then anger.

It was Peter White.

Mouth open and drooling-drooling!-on her pillow. How gross!

"Peter!"Alice yelled and almost immediately Peter's red eyes flew open. He even wore his glasses to bed. How messed up. How dorky. And this was the guy who was supposedly in love with her?

Alice let out a huff of disgust.

"Oh darrrling,you're awake!"Peter cried happily and lunged forward towards Alice with his arms wide open. Alice couldn't help herself and she screamed.

Peter fell to the ground, having rolled off the bed after Alice whacked him in the side of the head with the vial that contained the medicine of hearts. The vial was as hard as a diamond and Alice was pleased that it had taken Peter out that quick.

"Oh,Alice!My love,how could you hurt me so?"Peter's eyes were teary as he looked at her reproachfully.

Alice only glared. "How dare you,Peter? How dare you! You snuck into my bed? What a creepy thing to do!"

"Creepy is it? Alice,I was only trying to keep you warm! When I came in to check on you, you looked so cold!"

Oh god,Alice felt so repulsed right now.

"Get out! Get out!"Alice screamed as loud as she could and began throwing whatver she could get her hands on at him. Socks. Lamps. Anything.

Looking quite terrified Peter scampered out of the room, crying, "Well you certainly woke up on the wrong side of the bed, Alice dear!"

Before he left he quickly added, "By the way I love youuuuu!"

Alice slammed the door behind him and then slumped to the floor, just fuming. How could Peter invade on her personal privacy like that? How dare he be such a pervert! But even as she thought those things and even as her rage simmered like soup on the stove top she felt a heat rising up her until her face was red hot with embarrassment.

Peter was just so caring at times. And he had slept in her bed..it made Alice feel as if he were her husband and she was his angry, nagging wife. Still blushing and embarrassed and smiling, Alice stood up and began tidying up the room.