Author's Note: Yay another fic by me. This time a drabble collection containing Sora with each Disney Princess. Yay, i'm excited for this and hope you guys will like it. Title from a Lil Wayne song haha. Anyway drabble number one is a SoraAlice. R&R

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"Sora! Come have a cup of tea will you?"Alice pleads, cuppinng here hands together in front of her, fingers laced and her small pink mouth formed a cute little smile on her doll-like white face.

Sora smiles and takes one of her tiny little hands in his own, so small and milky white against his own giant palm. He strokes it with his calloused thumb, hardened from the hilt of his blade and the blood of the heartless and dusks he has slain. So soft, almost unreal. "I'd love a cup Alice, thank you."

She giggles to herself like a little, innocent child and takes her hand back, grabbinig the china kettle with a beautiful flower paintned on the front and pourinng the hot tea into the matching cup. "There you go Sora." She looked at him with wide baby blues annd flutters her large, long lashes. "Drink." She encourages softly,
giving him a soft nod of her head.

Sora looks into the cup, the liquid swirling in the china cup and steam rising from the liquid. He swatted it with a hand and blew hoping to cool it enough to not burn his mouth. He took a small drink, smiling and a small 'ahh' emitted from his tightly closed lips. It tasted like...like...blood?

"Yuck!" He grimaced and spit out the foul liquid back into the cup, and the liquid began to stir like crazy, the tea turnnig to the color of deep, rich blood and he gasped, dropping the china in suprise and scowling as the red blood got all over his yellow shoes, leavinig a dark wet stain. His attention turnend to Alice, half furious for her making him drink that and half apologetic that, if it was really tea, he had just spit it out and possibly insulted her.

"W-What is that?" He damanded and pointed a finger at the foul liquid and the china cup shattered along the floor.

Alice's face of joyful anticipation, he was going to be drinking tea she made herself, turned to one of shock and dissapointment. "Its a new recipe." She admitted sadly and brought a hand to her face, wiping away a tear that didn't even seem to be there. She hung her head low, her so-blond-it-could-be-white hair, falling in front of her shoulders. "I-I thought you would maybe like a new type of tea. I'm sorry if it was terribly awful Sora. I'll make you some more?" She said in more of a statement than a question and she reached for the kettle but Sora stopped her, putting his hand over hers.

"No-no, it wasn't bad it just ... it tasted like--nevermind it just wasn't your old tea so I got suprised is all. It really is good." Sora tried to cheer her up by giving her his infamous cheesy grin and that seemed to cheer her up right away.

"Oh thank you Sora. You're simply the best." She jumped, wrapping her arms around his neck and smothering his lips with her own. He stumbled and his back bumped into the wooden tea table and he fell back onto it, pushing the tea kettle to the side. It toppled off and crashed to a million bity pieces on the ground.

Sora pulleld away. "Oh Alice, i'm really Sora I--"

"Don't worry about it." She quickly said before kissinng him again, fiercly and hard, not like a Princess should. Sora squirmed a bit uncomfortably under the smaller girl's frame as he struggled to keep up with the kiss.

He felt her small hands make their way to his spiky locks, tugging, pulling in a not-so-gentle way and he pushed on her shoulders slightly. "Alice." He murmured, the words muffle by her lips. She bit down, nibbling on his lower lip and Sora could swear he could taste that taste again. Blood. He felt her tongue lap at his lip, lapping at his blood.

"Alice!" He yelled, shoving at her shoulders, prying the girl's lips off his own. "Alice?" He asked and when he looked into her face, it wasn't Alice.

Beautiful blue eyes transformed into glowing yellow eyes and a small pink mouth grew long and stiched and betwenn two bloody holes of the mouth were bloodied fangs, lookinng as if they ripped their way through the stiches.

Sora screamed, thrashing about, trying his hardest to pull away from the Heartless, its skin black and cold and using his elbows and heels he backed away from the monster. He gasped as he fell, the table ending too quickly and fell to the earth, his neck, back, and arms stabbed by the china that had broken a few minutes previous. His eyes filled with tears and he looked around for any sort of weapon, he hadn't brought his Keyblade. "Alice" had complained of how it was so big and bulky and he didn't need it where they were going and he had left it behind.

He didn't have enough time at all before the heartless jumped on its prey, using its long sharp talons to cut his skin like butter, pry open his ribs and stick his head in,
munching mercilessly on the only thing that kept Sora going. He choked, gasped, gaped, and cried as he was eaten from the inside out and as the heartless made its way into Sora, its body dissintegratig into his being, he choked and gargled the blood that made its way to his throat and then he was falling.

Falling, falling, falling down the rabbit hole.

"Sora! Can you hear me? I said, have some tea will you."

Sora opened his eyes, blue orbs wide and chest heaving up and down. He looked around, same old Mad Hatter's Place. He looked back, same old Alice.

"I say Sora, your becoming quite mad. Hmm, well around here, that is actually pretty normal." Alice teased with a small chuckle.

For some reason, that statement did nothing to help calm Sora's already frazzle nerves.

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A/N: I hate the last line. I don't think it ends as powerfully as I wanted it too. Welll not the best ever, I guess I sort of like it. Anyway please R&R and I will update faster. Oh and request what princess you would like to see next.