ALICE IN REALITY
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~~CHAPTER ONE: Another Tea Party~~
Alice Kingsleigh woke up. It had been this day 3 years ago that Alice had saved Wonderland on Frabjous Day. She had gone home, but only to say good-bye to her family. And with another drop of Jabberwockey blood, she returned to Wonderland.
"ALICE! Time for tea!" Tarrant, better known as the Mad Hatter, called. He quickly threw on his favorite hat. Alice loved Tarrant, and was now one of the few people who could calm him down. Alice quickly changed into a dress that Tarrant had made her. It was a short blue dress; with little lace stripped gloves, and tights with spades, diamonds, and little hearts on the side. She didn't want to be late for this tea party.
"You don't want Thackery to throw teacups do you?" Tarrant asked, pulling her out the door. It was this time every day, that her and Tarrant set out for morning tea.
"Good morning, Alice." The daisies greeted her, but she didn't have time to reply due to Tarrant's pull.
"Come now, Alice. We mustn't be late." He said, nearing the strange home of the March Hare, Thackery.
"ALICE! TARRANT! You're here! I almost thought you would been late!" Blared Thackery, sipping his tea, as his ear twitched ever few seconds.
"Yes. We left with good timing. I never got to say hello to the flowers." Alice said, taking a chair near Tarrant.
"Is that strawberry tea? My favorite." The Hatter laughed, his purple eyes changing to blue. She loved his eyes, the constant curiosity lurking behind them. They were the windows to his mad soul. But she loved the happy glow of his blue eyes.
Not seconds after they sat down (Now that time was ticking.) the White Queen, Mirana, came riding on her lovely white horse.
"Good morning, Alice, dear." Mirana said, sliding gently and gracefully off of her horse.
"Good morning, Ma'am." Alice said, curtsying out of habit. Alice sipped her tea.
"Cheshur is late again! That cat! I 'ought to skin him." Tarrant shouted, on the edge of insanity.
"Late am I?" Cheshur floated overhead, his Cheshire cat smile laughing.
"Cheshur!" Alice petted her elegant friend. "Tea?"
"Well I'm not here for peshlever. So yes!" Cheshur laughed, as Alice pulled out a chair for Cheshur and began to talk of other ideas.
"Six impossible things before breakfast?" She asked Tarrant, before passing the little cakes.
"One, Cheshur was on time. Two, your still not sick of all this tea. Three, Thackery hasn't snapped. Four, Iracebeth is still gone. Five, I still don't know how a raven is even moderately like a writing desk. Six, the white rabbit is LATE." He laughed.
"Fair enough." Alice said, passing the plates around and handing out the little cakes.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Asked Mirana.
"We have no idea!" Laughed Tarrant and Alice. They all passed around teapots, cups, saucers, sugar, and cream. It was just another morning in Wonderland.
Just another morning tea party.