Author's note
Hey everyone, it's me. I had this idea in mind after watching Alice Through The Looking Glass. If I want to be so cheap, I'll admit that this is my twist to that time. Hope you like.
Chapter 1: The moments we face . . .
Inside a giant blue and white castle, in the farthest reaches of the North Wing, inside a large bedroom sealed off with magic, on a queen-sized, white sheeted bed . . . lay two figures. Drugged, out of their minds, encased in the love and warmth of a life that unfortunately, could never be . . . two figures that had just made love, one for the first time and the other . . . an affair he may very well never know about.
The brown haired man stared down at the beauty in his arms. One of her pale, porcelain white hands was resting on his bare chest while the other was under her perfect white (technically platinum blond) haired head. He watched as her blanket covered, bare chest began to rise and then fall, until he was sure she was asleep.
Carefully he lifting her hand off his chest and climbed out of bed. He wasn't exactly 'sober' so it never crossed his mind that he was stark naked and that both their clothes were on the bedroom floor when he made his way to the door. Luckily everyone was already asleep, or they would have had the fright of their lives.
Slowly and stealthily, creeping down the corridor, he made it to his bedroom door. Okay, no. I'm lying. Rewind! Slowly and clumsily he made it through the hallway to the fifth bedchamber (away from the white-beauty's current one) which ironically enough, was his own. He noisily opened and closed the door as he slouched up to his blue covered bed.
Lazily dragging up the blue cover he flung himself onto the soft white mattress before falling into a deep, forgetful sleep. One thing that neither had noticed was the faint purple glow that surrounded them both as they embraced the pleasures of life together. Strange enough, from someone else's perspective, they would have noticed that neither of them had even come close to their climax until they joined their bodies as one and reached their climax together.
It had been the strangest love-making-session that has come to occur since Underland's deceased king and queen (Mirana and Iracebeth's parents). Yet, the differences are that they had been married, not drugged, both came from Underland and they were not unaware of their actions.
You know how many people speak of 'soul-mates' and finding 'the one'? Well this is the Underland version of that. When souls are different, yet so alike at the same time, they are connected in an unnoticeable way. Fate then chooses two souls and brings them together.
The connections of their very beings are made stronger and they build a strong bond, for they are two halves of one whole. If one or both halves are wed, then you can always count on fate to find a way to unite them, though it has never quite happened like this, or at least not in such a way.
But rest assured for fate always has a plan, everything that happens; happens for a reason. So, these two are bonded-souls . . . but! Yes, I'm sorry . . . alas there is a 'but'. One is wed and was on his way home to meet his wife and three (almost four) year old child, when he was ordered away and fell down a rabbit hole, all the way to Underland.
He had yet to see his wife and child in nearly a year from travels at sea, but was more then delighted to return to them at once! He had not planned on being called to a board meeting to discuss future trade-routs and foot-holders. His trip had meant to be quick and only last for a few months, but when he was told he would be sent out immediately yet again . . . he had not the muchness to stand against and instead went for some fresh air in the garden.
Little did he know what awaited him when he fallowed the blue caterpillar down the rabbit-hole and into a world that would change his life forever . . . His first encounter had been Absalom, but since he led him down to Underland, he didn't count, so it was none other then our lovable Chessur. The Cheshire cat had made quick work of the man and directed him to Witzend.
He had befriended the Hightopp clan quite quickly and found their hat-making abilities simply extraordinary, if that had not already been quite obvious. His favourite of the Hightopps of course, was Tarrant. The young man was a delight to be around. Then again he wasn't that young, only two or three years younger then himself.
Although after defeating the retched dark sorcerer and freeing Underland, he had befriended two sisters. The younger of the two was far kinder and more beautiful then the other. She showed love and compassion where the other showed only hate and anger. He was surprised when he was asked to dine with them.
Then again, he did not quite expect to end up in bed with the younger sister either. Unlike Tarrant, she was three, no, four years younger then himself. Ouch. I think he's going to have a hard time explaining this one. No, I'm just kidding. But enough of this and that, chatter is of no use now.
Fate has sealed their destiny and destiny has been pleased. Now we must wait for morrow, and see if our scandalous couple can find the truth before time runs out . . . which will happen a lot faster then any could think, for our champion is to return to his world the very next afternoon, with more muchness then with what he came . . .
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Until next time-
Lyrical-Light
