A/N: So both me and my brother like to read the Alice series. He likes it for the violence while I secretly like the romance aspect, however when we spoke a few months ago he said he didn't want me to go to Wonderland and if I did he'd kill everyone there. This gave me the idea to write about a brother going into Wonderland to save his younger sister who had become the foreigner. No this isn't a self insert, I'd probably hurry up and fill my vial so I could get home, but normal OCs.
Enjoy!
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The crunching sound of static from the TV was what woke Joshua up. The sound made his head pound and a moan escape his lips as he sat up from the old couch, crumbs falling from his shirt onto the carpeted floors and an empty soda bottle rolling under the couch when his foot kicked it. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes for a moment as he got his bearings and looked around the small living room. It was somewhat cluttered with an entertainment center at the front of the room with a large screen TV and Wii U and PS3 game systems set on it. On the majority of the beige walls were colorful picture frames of all shapes and sizes. Each one had a picture of an older man with dark red hair and face full of freckles, a tall woman with a large smile always on her dark face, a younger version of Joshua who usually had a frown on his face and bruises all over his exposed body, and a young girl with large grey eyes that were always open and way too wide.
Moaning he kicked his other foot over the side of the couch and stood up, his back popping with the movement. Staggering to the window on the left side of the room he pushed aside the green curtains and winced when the sunlight got in his eyes, his hand moving to shield his them on reflex. "I need to stop crashing like that..."
"Yeah, your caffeine addiction is ridiculous."
Joshua glanced over his shoulder to see the girl in the picture just older. Her hair was still all over her head in a messy bun and her grey eyes were still much too wide in her head. "You wanna be the pot or the kettle?"
She rolled her eyes and set a cup of coffee on the table and turned off the TV before sitting on the couch with both legs tucked under her. "Coke isn't addictive, and if I had a choice I'd want to be a pot," A grin crossed her lips. "that way I could melt marshmallows and you could make coffee!"
"How considerate of you." He deadpanned before closing the window and lying back down on the couch ,after taking a much-needed sip of the coffee, putting his legs over the girl's much to her irritation. "What time is it anyway?"
"About ten," She said. "I tried to get you up an hour ago but you cussed me out."
He grunted and reached over to a small coffee table in front of the couch that had a large vase in the middle and a plethora of remotes and grabbed a large grey one. Upon turning it on he changed the input and a brightly colored menu filled the screen while some upbeat music blasted from the speakers. "Forgot about that."
"What?"
Joshua sat up properly and grabbed a red PS3 remote off the table and unpaused the screen showing a colorful video game world. "A long ass game, Bridgette. A long ass game."
The girl oh'd before yawning and leaning back in her chair. The two sat in comfortable silence for several minutes until they heard a shriek from upstairs followed by a heavy bang. Joshua sighed and picked up the coffee mug again and downed the rest of the aromatic yet bitter liquid as he heard footsteps go down the stairs. He needed to be fully awake if he was going to try to keep up with his mother.
"Bridgette, did you get Joshua up?"
"Yeah, he's downstairs with me!"
Seconds later his mother peered down the stairwell. "Oh, good. Joshua I need you to stay home today and watch Bridgette for me."
He paused his game again and looked up at his mother with a raised eyebrow. "Why?"
"I have a dinner meeting with some co-workers and will be home late." She put her hands on her hips. "I refuse to leave my baby here alone! What if someone breaks in and steals everything including your sister? I could never live with myself if that happened!"
Joshua didn't point out that they had a state of the art security system, that Bridgette had taken a year of self-defense classes, or that even if he was here that both of them could be kidnapped. His mother liked to think up the worst case scenario for something and blow it out of proportion. He glanced over to his empty coffee mug and immediately wished that there was more of it.
"I was going to go see a movie with Georgia today..."
"You can use the pay-per-view with your sister."
That was not the same thing at all. Sighing he pushed himself of the couch and walked up the stairs." 'Kay Mom, I'll watch her for today."
She laughed and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Dear, you're a life saver!" She took her phone out of her small hand purse. "Alright I'll go ahead and go, It'll take me an hour to get downtown."
Joshua watched his mother hurry down the rest of the stairs and kiss Bridgette before leaving the house with a final confession of love. Grunting a response the boy went to his room and quickly texted his friend.
'Can't get to the movies.'
A few moments later a ping sounded from his phone. 'Why? You dying?'
'Gotta watch my sister.'
'Really?' A winking smiley face was next to the word which immedietly made his blood boil and throw the phone onto the neat pile of folded clothes on his desk. There was no way in hell he was even going to dignify that with an anwer. grabbing a pillow he put it over his head and laid there for a few moments, enjoying the quiet as he waited for the caffiene to kick in.
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By noon Joshua had went back downstairs after tackling some of his weekend history homework. Bridgette was playing a Call of Duty game on the PS3 with several cans of Coke sitting on the table in front of her. She had by now changed out of her night clothes and into a pair of denim shorts that were much too short and a dark white tank top with one of his track jackets over it.
"You shouldn't run around in clothes like that." He said as he snatched up a coke can she had just put down and took a swig, the sweet liquid burning his throat and making his eyes water.
"I'm not going out like this, besides I covered up with your jacket."
The jacket he would have to get back when they went back to school. Leaving his sister to play her game he went into the kitchen and opened the stainless steel fridge, taking out some bread and apple jelly to make a sandwich. Behind him the sound of incessant shooting and occasional cheers from Bridgette echoed into this room just to mix with the humming from the fridge. All together creating a lazy atmosphere that made Joshua sleepy.
Going back into the living room he sat back down on the couch. "Alright I'm gonna go ahead and order us a pizza for dinner-"
"Can we watch a movie?"
He blinked as he got used to the fact he just got cut off. "...I guess?"
"Cool! I saw this awesome trailer for a horror movie earlier, we should totally watch it."
"I hope we see the whole thing, that's the point of watching a movie."
The girl rolled her eyes at his comment before shrieking when her character got shot. Rubbing his ear Joshua grabbed the house phone and called up a pizza parlor for a pepperoni pizza before grabbing the TV guide to find the movie section. afterwhile the doorbell rang making Bridgette jump up from her game. "I'll get it!"
"Yeah-" He paused mid sentence when he remembered what she was wearing. "I've got it."
"I can do it!"
He grabbed the back of his jacket as Bridgette dashed by and dragged the girl back to the couch, dodging her kicks as she fought against him. "You don't have money."
"Do too!" She yelped when he threw her onto the couch. "Watch it, my head almost hit the remote!"
"You'll live." He took out the money his mom had left behind out of his jean's pocket and ripped the door just enough for him to see out of. Instead of a pimply teenaged boy trying to make enough money to pay the gas for their car like Joshua imagined, it was a young woman with glasses. Giving a sigh of relief he opened the door all the way and properly payed her before taking the pizza and sitting it on the table.
"I hate you." Bridgette muttered as she grabbed the biggest slice out of the box.
"You'll get over it now find your damn movie."
She did as she was told before closing all the curtains and turning out all the lights to make the house as dark as possible. Joshua sighed as she crawled back over to him and snatched up another slice of pizza. "Don't come to me when you piss yourself."
"I won't, I'm not a baby!"
He rolled his eyes as the trailers rolled. A white rabbit jumped across the screen kicking up blood-red roses as he did so before all the roses create the first production company name, Wondrous Dreams INC. Eventually the actual movie came into play which turned out to be too boring for Joshua's tastes, Bridgette on the other hand was clinging to him the entire time with her eyes shut. By the end of the movie she had eventually fallen asleep, her soft snores buzzing in his ears.
Looking down at her he was reminded of when she was a little kid. She still slept with her mouth open and a tiny stream of drool went down her chin, her legs curled up to her chest and her hands clutched the nearest thing to him, in this case his arm, which now was going numb from the lack of blood circulation. "Hey, Bridegette."
"..."
"Bridgette!"
She moaned and flipped over. "Stop being annoying." She murmured.
"If you get your ass up I'll let you roast marshmallows."
Within seconds Bridgette was sitting upright and had let go of him. " I had the weirdest dream..."
Rubbing his arm to get the blood flowing he glanced over to his sister. "Not that I care."
"It was about a rabbit..." She said slowly, ignoring her brother's eye roll. "And when I followed it I couldn't catch up. The whole time someone, maybe the rabbit, talked about rules."
"You probably still want a rabbit for a pet." Joshua said as he picked up the pizza box to throw it away. "Or you're just bat shit crazy."
Bridgette glared and demanded an apology while Joshua went up stairs to go figure out where his mom hid the marshmallows while instructing his sister to get firewood out of the backyard. "And put some damn pants on!"
Going down the hall he opened up his mother's room and wrinkled his nose as the harsh and overwhelming scent of perfume made his nose hairs curl. Putting a hand over his nose he picked his way over the shoes, dresses, skirts, and other clothing articles to get to a closet on the far side of the room. Opening it up he found the inside mostly empty except for a few pairs of jeans and colorful shoe boxes stacked up at the top of the shelf. Pushing them to the side he only found a bottle of tequila.
Snatching it up he left the closet and went to her dresser and opened the drawer. Just as he did a high pitched scream made him pause in his actions and hs heart begin to pound. Dropping the alcohol he ran to the window and opened the window just to see a man grabbing his sister. "Hey asshole!"
The man looked up at him with a sneer on his cold face before adjusting his hold on Bridgette and running out of Joshua's field of vision. Growling he ran out of the room and back down the stairs. Going into the kitchen he ripped open a cabinet and pushed the casserole pans out of the way causing one to smash to the floor. Grabbing the rifle out of the cabinet he ran out the back door.
The sun had dipped behind the trees of their gigantic yard and cast an almost sinister shadow. The crickets began their nightly song as did the frogs and other nocturnal creatures. A cool wind came from the north that brought the smell of fire and barbecue sauce from the neighbors who would undoubtedly get drunk and party for hours. "Bridgette?"
The only sound was his echo that bounced off the trees. Gripping his gun he slowly walked to the corner of the house, the last place he saw the man and his sister, and looked over the area. The entire muddy field was empty except for a steadily shrinking hole in the middle of the field. Running over to it he took out a lighter and lit it so he could see what was at the bottom. The small flame didn't make a dent in the darkness yet it was the only thing that could explain his sister's whereabouts. Taking a deep breath and turned the safety on the gun and put it on his back before sitting on the very edge of it. He had never liked heights but this was the one time he could make an exception. Pushing his body forward he fell into the darkness that was the hole, embracing the adrenaline that coursed through his body.
There'd be hell to pay.
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A/N: So there you go!