*Disclaimer*: I do not own any of the characters from Alice in Wonderland (2010). They belong to Lewis Carroll and the mad, brilliant Tim Burton

A/N: I'm BACK! Well, this is my first time writing an Alice in Wonderland story, but I'm excited! The movie was AMAZING, so blowing my money on seeing it four times in theatres was completely worth it, haha! And now I own it on DVD, WOOT! I lay no claim to this "challenge" if you wish to call it that. Someone did this on the Labyrinth page and it looked like fun, so I decided to give this a shot while my other AIW story is in progress. I've tweaked the rules slightly, so the rules below ARE the ones I followed. I hope you enjoy the stories. They're all AK/TH pairings, but are unrelated. And I apologize if some of the stories have Alice and Tarrant out of character, this isn't as easy as it looks! Please read and review! I know I'm not the best writer out there, so I appreciate constructive comments and critiques. I just ask you don't flame my writings, this is just a hobby after all :). Thanks and enjoy!

1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.

2. Put iTunes or your music program on shuffle and start playing songs.

3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. No pre-planning, and no skipping songs either.

4. Do this for ten songs

A/N: This story will have the first 5 songs… Because I tweaked the rules some of the stories are a bit longer than they're probably supposed to be. So I'm writing the first 5 now, and the second half will come soon!


"Lookin' for a Good Time" – Lady Antebellum

Tarrant Hightopp hated hot days. It made teatime utterly uncomfortable, but Alice promised a special treat this time. Sitting down at the tea table with Mally and Thackery, the trio were simply chatting away when Alice made her way across the lawn with tea tray in hand.

Tarrant watched her in envy as she sashayed her way towards them in a beautiful little summer dress he had made her not but two weeks earlier. Hitting mid thigh and with only the thinnest straps to hold it up, it was no wonder she could stand the heat. Even though he was wearing his kilt, Tarrant's multi-layered outfit soaked up the heat like a cake in tea.

Speaking of which, Tarrant's thoughts came back to the present as Alice placed the tray on the table and revealed not only the teapot, but a large pitcher of ice as well. Not completely understanding, Tarrant turned to Alice with a confused expression. Alice simply smiled, "It's called iced tea. Something my mother, sister, and I used to do on summer days such as this. It's just as delicious, but ten times as refreshing."

Mally, Thackery, and Tarrant all glanced at each tentatively, not really sure what to make of this new idea. But still they followed Alice's lead: pouring their tea over ice and adding their regular additions. Sampling their drinks, the three of them brightened immediately, praising Alice for her brilliant thinking, and resumed their conversation as if it never stopped.

However, just as quickly as it started the conversation came to an abrupt end with an argument between Mally and Thackery, which became a mad food fight with the flinging of sugar cubs and scones. Shaking his head at his friends, Tarrant leaned back in his chair and glanced over at Alice who had remained quiet since her explanation. He gave her a worried look, but Alice just smile and fluttered her eyelashes prettily; yet, something devilish flashed in her eyes.

Raising an eyebrow in question, Tarrant watched as Alice leaned forward and retrieved an ice cube from the pitcher. Locking gazes, Alice began slowing tracing the ice cube around her lips making sure his eyes never left her. After a few runs around her now swollen lips, Alice's wicked tongue darted out and began lapping at the ice. Tarrant's eyes widened in awe and he felt his heart rate speed up rapidly. Licking his parched lips subconsciously, he couldn't believe she was doing this here and now! Such the temptress his beloved Alice could be!

Once again Alice changed her course of action as she took one end into her mouth and began to suck on the cool cube. Tarrant swallowed hard and shifted his body forward as his continue to watch Alice. Subtly covering his lower half with the table clothe, he was very thankful for wearing his kilt today; pants would have made his current predicament quite uncomfortable.

Alice smirked when she noticed gold flecks beginning to sparkle in Tarrant's eyes. Yes, she might have been playing with fire, but she had promised Tarrant a special treat. Finally breaking her gaze, Alice glanced towards the two other party guests to make sure they were still engrossed in their food fight. Seeing this to be true, she turned her attention back to Tarrant. Leaning forward ever so slightly, Alice let the remaining ice cube slip through her fingers and over her chest. Her eyes flickered closed at contact, and she quickly bit her bottom lip to muffle the moan that escaped her lips as the cold bit into the valley of flesh.

Opening her eyes again, Alice's deviant smirk returned when she noticed the gold had fully consumed the normally bright green irises.

"Goodness! It seems we've run out of ice. I'll just go get us some more."

Grabbing the near half-full pitcher, Alice spun out of her chair and began to walk back to the windmill house swaying her hips dramatically. She glanced over her shoulder only once. Having paused their current conversation at Alice's sudden out burst, Mally and Thackery looked to Tarrant for answers, but upon noticing his eye color both remained silent.

"Ah belie' th' lady wull be needing hulp wi' that," Tarrant said before springing out of his chair and running after Alice.

Looking back at each other, Mally and Thackery both shrugged and returned to talking and drinking their tea, which made them fail to notice that their fellow partygoers never return to the tea table…

Hours later, Alice and Tarrant lay cuddled together in their bed as the evening breeze blew in through the window and cooled their bodies. Slightly dozing, Tarrant drew lazy patterns on Alice's back as her head rested on his chest. Tilting his head up, he kissed the top of hers and allowed his famous gap-toothed smile to grace his face as his head landed on the pillow once more. Tarrant Hightopp loved hot days.

"Keeping the Faith" – Billy Joel

Keeping the faith. That's what saved Alice from her inner turmoil during her second trip in Underland. How she was able to face a bandersnatch, risk her life in the Red Queen's court, and slay a Jabberwocky, was all because she found the faith. Yes, it might have taken her a while to figure out, but when you believe to be living a dream, who's to stay what is real and what isn't?

Faith in friends. Yes, they weren't your conventional friends, but in this world or Above when was Alice ever conventional? To her they were perfect. Whether fowl or feline, human or hare, these creatures were as mad she was if not more so. From the very beginning, even when questioning who she really was, they were there for her. McTwisp brought her to Underland, Absolem told her the truth, Mally saved her from the bandersnatch, Chess brought her to Tarrant, Thackery and the Tweedles were the comic relief to brighten her way, and Mirana was the older sister she never had. And on the eve of Frabjous Day, every one of them was willing to take her destined place and risk their lives so Alice could be spared the pain and horror. Until then, Alice had never known such friendship existed.

Faith in one's self. Lost her muchness had she? Never! It was just hidden underneath piles and piles of propriety and class. Just a little bit of spring-cleaning and her muchness would be up and running again. Who knew that the spring clean involved walking across a river of heads to face a tyrant? But she was the daughter of Charles Kingsley! The man who believed in as many as six impossible things before breakfast, and passed these visions and beliefs on to his youngest. Alice was never one to let her past get in her way, but she was the daughter of Charles Kingsley, and if she learned anything from him it was that she could do the impossible, even if it meant facing a Jabberwocky. For in the end, as Alice stood atop that stone tower, she was the one swinging the sword, she was the one to jump on its neck, and she was the one to bring the sword down upon its head ending the war between Red and White for good.

Faith in love. Even after all that he lost, Tarrant, although mad, had such a passion within him that Alice's heart was lost to him before her brain even registered the truth. From the moment she set foot in the tea party he knew who she was even when she did know herself. She was thee Alice, the one, the only: the Champion of Underland. Never taking a moment to think of him self, Tarrant always put himself in harms way to protect her at any cost. Whether it was getting captured by the Red Card Knights, being tortured by Stayne, or angering a Jabberwocky so she had a few more seconds to grab the Vorpal sword, Tarrant was always by her side. He was her best friend, her true soul mate.

And from that moment on, Alice placed her faith in love above all else. For after today there was no turning back. Today was her wedding day and she was about to pledge her love to the man of her living dreams, a love that would last till the end of Time itself. And knowing Time, as fickle a being as any, who knew when that would be, but now wasn't the time to dwell on unknowns. Now was in the present, and there was nowhere else she'd rather be.

A single tear escaped down Alice's cheek as she reflected on her adventures in Underland, but the soft brush of a furry tail brought her out of the depths of her mind as it wiped the tear away. Looking over, Chess floated near her face giving her his signature grin. No words were spoken as she returned the smile, and he simply nuzzled his face against her cheek. Giving him a quick kiss on the head, Alice grasped Chess's extended paw as he escorted her down the aisle. Her smile only grew as she locked eyes with her beloved Hatter, and made her way to the beginning of forever.

Who knew it would all lead to this with something as simple as keeping the faith.

"More Than a Feeling" – Boston

Waking up, I stretched my body, popping all the kinks that had accumulated over night. Stepping on to the floor, I walked over to the window and peered outside. A frown graced my face as I realized it was going to be another sunless day in China. Every day had been the same for the past four days, and I was tired of being cooped up in the hotel waiting for the rain to pass. Not that I didn't enjoy Lord Ascot's company, it was just that I was beginning to get cabin fever. Deciding to brave the weather and head down to the market, I began preparing for the day. I started humming a familiar tune as I washed up and clothed, doing little spins and steps across the room. When I realized exactly what song I was humming, I stopped for a moment and smiled. It was the song Hatter futterwackened to right before I left Underland.

Resuming the song, I let myself get lost in it; closing my eyes I slipped away and found myself in Underland once again. My mind replayed the last few moments of my time in Underland. Seeing Hatter so happy and carefree as he danced away brought feelings upon me that I never knew existed. No… not a feeling, its… more than I feeling. I didn't even understand it myself, but every time I relived the memory my heart would jump into my throat and he would always look like the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. But then the memory would continue and of course always end the same way: I took my sip of the Jabberwocky blood and the last thing I would see is Hatter's face fading away.

Walking from my daydream, I found myself already amongst the shoppers brave enough to face the rain. Simply browsing as I walked along the storefronts, the Hatter's song still played in the back of my mind. Suddenly, I came across a milliners shop and without a second thought bravely ventured in. But as I expected, I was left disappointed. Not to say the hats weren't beautiful, but nothing would ever compared the vibrant and creative designs of Hatter's hats. As I looked around my eye fell on a men's black top hat. Walking over, I began to trace my fingers along the edge, and almost immediately images of Hatter assaulted my mind: when he first saw me at the tea party, as I held his face in the hat making room, on the White Castle balcony on the eve of Frabjous Day. It had been nearly two years since I left London to come to China, and so many people had come and gone during that time, mostly of their faces faded from memory, but never Hatter's.

"You won't remember me." But I could never forget… as clear as the sun in the summer sky.

I felt the tears trickle down my face as I continued to remember. What a mess I was! First I had my heart fluttering like a butterfly and now I was leaking like the skies above me. Oh how I wished I could put a word to what I was feeling… a description…. anything!

"… love?"

"What!"

My eyes snapped open and I turned to face the person who spoke. The shopkeeper had come up on while I was far far away, and hadn't realized it.

"Apologizes miss, but I inquired if you were missing the one you love. You've been holding that hat since you walked in and the tears you shed speak of lost love. A face like that should never be seen on a woman of your beauty."

I gave a sad smile and placed the hat back on the shelf, "Yes, of course… a lost love."

The keeper nodded in understanding as he gently squeezed my shoulder, "May the both of you be reunited soon. Fairfarrne, miss."

My eyes snapped open as I watched the keeper walk away. I wanted to question him, but the words wouldn't form. Backing out of the store quickly I ran out into the open market square not caring about the rain. Did I truly love the Hatter? Was that what I was feeling? The questions came as rapidly as my breathing. Calming myself down, I heard the song begin once more. Turning my head up to the sky, I watched the rain come down. I let my eyes fall closed and I let to music take me once more.

Breathing deep, I made a decision right then and there: once I returned to London I was going home. I was finished with watching my Hatter's face fading away.

"Unstoppable" – Rascal Flatts

(A/N: Hatter's thoughts as he watches Alice before joining her on the balcony on the eve of Frabjous Day, though I" do take some poetic license and add information that would have been yet to come" when this scene occurred.)

You find your faith has been lost and shaken

My poor, dear, sweet Alice, what has this world above done to you? You used to be so full of joy and life. Where has that fire gone? That insatiable love for adventure? It has been quashed by the unwritten laws on what is expected of a woman. Dash propriety! Tell me Alice, who is to say what's proper?

You take back what's been taken

Don't lose your muchness on me now! You just got it back, and I couldn't be more proud. You came to rescue me from Bloody Big Head even when I gave myself up to save you, you rose above and stood up to that slurvish knave, and you tamed a bandersnatch and return the Vorpal sword to it's rightful place! Don't give up now. Underland needs you… I need you.

Get on your knees and dig down deep

You can do what you think is impossible

All you have to do is reach deep down inside yourself and find the strength I know you have. As long as you know you can do it, it will be done. Not everything is what it seems in this world; you can achieve the impossible… as long as you believe you can.

Keep on believing, don't give in

It'll come and make you whole again

Everyone believes in you, Alice. I very much believe in you. Why can't you believe in yourself? Who are you Alice? Aren't you the daughter of Charles Kingsley? I bet your dreams stretched as far if not farther than his! Show this world you can soar like a bird and swim like a fish! Show them that you're unstoppable! You are thee Alice, the Champion! I know you claim you're not our heroine, but I know you are. How? Because you're my Champion. You've conquered this mad man's heart. I was a pained and broken man, and you fixed me when I thought I could never be whole again.

Oh, Alice. If you only knew…

It always will, it always does

Love is unstoppable

"Defying Gravity" – Idina Menzel

Tarrant and Alice had just finished a lovely picnic by the side of the Amaranth Lake, and were not resting against the trunk of a large purple mushroom watching the sun set to the West. Alice's head rested on Tarrant's shoulder and her right arm was looped through his left. Breathing in and sighing deeply, Alice turned her head more towards Tarrant and began to speak…

You know Tarrant, after I left on Frabjous Day something changed in me. I don't know how to describe it, but I definitely wasn't the same. And I supposed I figure my life above would change as well. I'd join my father's company, sail to the ends of the globe making his dreams come true, making my mother proud my own way, but that wasn't the case. Even after my successful endeavors in China, I came home to the same old routine: my mother matching me with a possible suitor, and me refusing each and every one. I was just so sick of playing her game by her rules. It's my life; I make my own path!

So that's when I made my decision I was leaving for good and returning to my true home. There was no second-guessing or looking back, I just stood at the edge of the rabbit hole, closed my eyes and leaped. You can't imagine what it's like falling up! Such an odd sensation, almost like you're… defying gravity.

He smiled at her enthusiasm and lightly brushed his thumb across her cheek to gain her attention.

But Alice, why are you telling me all this now?

Smiling back, she stood up and lightly brushed herself off.

Because, my dear Hatter, someone once told me that everyone deserves to fly, and if you're flying solo, you're flying free. However, flying solo is beginning to get quite lonely. With so many adventures and new places to discover here in Underland, I just don't know what I'd do with myself if I traveled all alone. So my question to you, Tarramt, is: would you care to defy gravity with me?

Alice extended her hand, allowing him to accept her offer. However, Tarrant completely ignored her hand and stood up by his own accord. Alice's confidence wavered slightly thinking she misjudged what his answer would be. But Tarrant just flashed his bright smile, and swiftly pulled Alice flush against his body. Alice gasped in shock, and Tarrant moved his face only a few inches away from hers.

Until the end of Time, cricket.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt his lips melt into hers and kiss away all coherent thought until she was once again flying high. Together they were defying gravity and nothing was ever going to bring them down.


A/N: Well there you have part 1! I hope you enjoyed reading :). I don't know how I feel about the Rascal Flatts piece…. they're one of my favorite bands and I don't know if I did the song and story justice. Maybe I'll rewrite, we shall see!

Once again please R & R, reviews make me VERY happy :D! Look out for part 2, until then.

Fairfarrne,

-futrCSI1490