I don't own Alice in Wonderland or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or Harry Potter or MCR (Gerard Way! Wahoo!)or Green Day or the Song 'Beyond the Laughing Sky' or The Strand or Latimer or PSU or Oreos blah, blah, blah…

Sings "Heyyyyy! Heyyyyyy! Babbbbyyyyy!" I am so happy! You know why! You know why! This is my first actual story! I want to thank my Friends Lauren , Destini, Ashley D., Kayla, & The Movie Night Gang for always introducing me to music that has been so inspirational and always nourishing to my creativity. I love you all!

This is my own version of Alice in Wonderland with a rock and roll modern twist to it. Like my other works, it's really dorky. Yeah I know, I'm a nerd and I love it and I hope you like it too! Ok, rock-on!

Beyond the Laughing Sky

By

Samurai Snow

Chapter I Mosh Starters

The sweetest sound chimed from the guitar once again. The butterflies in her stomach danced to the music, but if they were going to dance, then she was going to dance too. Gypsie clutched the microphone and glanced at the crowd. The cluster of teenagers dressed to the own stylish perfection, yet easily placed into punky, emo, artizy and/or gothic genre, wanted to be entertained. The girl grinned at her peers that stood before her and took a deep breath.

"Good Evening, Latimer, PA!" The crowd roared as they were addressed.

"We're The EyeLiners and we'd to thank Mr. Shaminski for letting us perform tonight, here at the Strand!" Gypsie shouted as she pointed to the ancient man who stood in the back of the room. The grumpy manager had one hand gripping the phone (incase police were needed) and both eyes fixed on the audience, practically wishing for a moshpit to start , giving him the OK to have them all kick out of his skating ring turned concert hall for good. Gypsie grinned as she noticed his nervous expression when everyone turned to see who she was talking about. Just a little revenge for how rude his was to them before, but now that she got that taken care of, it was down to business.

Making sure everyone in the ready to play, Gypsie turned to the audience again. "Now, are you guys ready!" She said to get the crowd prepped up. The audience roared in response. "

"ARE YOU SURE!"

They cried louder!

"THEN SIT BACK AND-LET-US-ROCK YOU!"

Five hours later, the front girl jump out of the band's van. Gypsie placed her hands on her hips and peered back into the crowded car. "You guys were awesome tonight, guys," she said with a smirk on her face.

Charlie, the bass player with messy dark blue hair and black tie, gave her a weird look. "Yeah, right. We'd sound like shit without you!" he teased.

"Shut up, you." she said punching him in the arm.

"No lie", Gypsie's best friend, Lauren laughed. The bohemian-looking drummer brushed beach blonde hair off her face, lounging in the back of the van in her favorite hoody that had the words "My Chemical Romance" printed in red letters over the front of it. "Don't you think so Jimmy?"

"There's no need to be in denial of you talent, girl." The guitar player in the driver's seat said as he lit a cigarette. "Some times what we have can save our lives during our darks hours."

An uncomfortable silence fell upon them.

"Dude….that was deep", Charlie said a little weirded out.

Unable to hold it back any longer, Jimmy burst out into laughter. "Yeah, I heard something like that on that old live-action Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Movie and I always wanted to say that!"

"That frick'in sweet, dude!"

"You're such a sped!"

"Okay, I've gotta get going," Gypsie said rolling her eyes. "Stop fucking around, Yoda and toss the Oreos." Jimmy chucked a large brown paper bag into her arms. "Great! See ya later, losers!" She yelled as she started walking down the block.

"Later!" The boys called out in unison as the van pulled away.

"Hey Gypsie!" Lauren called, sticking her head out the moving van's door.

"Yeah!"

Lauren's hair waved like snakes in the wind as she blurted out, "You better wish Alice a Happy Birthday for us, you got that!"

"You bet!" Gypsie smiled as she walked down the quiet street. Besides the band, Gypsie's nine year old sister, Alice, was the only family she had. Their father was always on business trips and their mother dead shortly after Alice's birth, leaving Gypsie Alice's mother figure, a position she was proud of. But because of her important position in Alice's life, she felt more like a thirty-five year old woman and a sixteen year old her. But she was happy to say the band, the music always took her away from that.

Gypsie listened proudly to the sound of the heels of her boots click against the sidewalk. It took her, being a girl a little addicted to fashion, an hour and a half to find the right ensemble for this evening. The puffy red and black plaid skirt and white belt suspenders match magically with her favorite black corset-looking top and black mesh gloves that reached to the middle of her arms. With red lipstick, black eyeliner, and a sloppy bun that let most of her black hair fall on to her face, Gypsie was ready for the night life she adored oh so much and yet was so happy it was over.

Gypsie through her keys down the coffee table was inside the dimity lit apartment. She woke up the baby-sitter, paid her and sent her on her way. Kicking off her heavy boots, Gypsie popped her feet into her fuzzy pink bunny rabbit slippers. She tossed the bag of deep fired Oreos, Alice's gift, in the frig. "Alice…" she whispered and she walked toward her little sister's room.

Inside the colorful room, jam-packed with beautiful porcelain dolls and stuffed animals, the only place for the little girl to possible hide would most likely be in the ramshackle tent made out of bed sheets in the center of the room. The muffled beam from a flashlight could be easily seen through the Harry Potter bed sheets. The girl sighed as she recalled telling her sister to be in bed by seven o'clock.

"Are going to let me in, piglet?" Gypsie spoke softly as she neared Alice's fortress.

"…Not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin." The girl's young voice sounded in a serious tone.

"Well!" Gypsie said pretending to sound offended. She placed a hand on her hip. "I just guess I'll have ta huff and puff and blow your house in."

Giggling came from inside the tent "Oh, bring it on bitch!" Gypsie gasped and lifted the entire tent (along with Alice still inside) and threw it on the bed. The little girl's laughter came uncontrollably from under the bundle of sheets. "Don't get mad at me, Gypsie!" She giggled between her words. Alice sat up. "I heard it on the American Idiot CD." The little girl some what resembled her elder sister with the exception of her wavy golden hair and big green eyes. In Gypsie' opinion she was more beautiful in comparison to her, even considering the age difference. The cute little girl wear pretty blue and white Halloween costume. ( "Tehehe, Penn State colors my dear brother, Penn State colors." My bro goes to P.S.U. applause for him!) It was simple on the top but at the bottom, it puffed out like a ball gown from the Renascence. ( I wear that to bed all the time! .)

"Well, are you in Green Day?"

The little girl shook her head from side to side swiftly, tossing her golden tresses in the air.

"Then you shouldn't say words like that", Gypsie said tickling the girl, making her laugh again. "But seriously, don't say those words, okay?"

Alice giggled, "Okay!"

"Promise?"

"Promise!"

Gypsie sat down on the bed next to her sister. "You were supposed to be in bed ages ago."

"I know, I know," her voice came out in a squeak, "but look!" The little girl pointed to a very tall rectangular object that was rapped in pretty green paper, propped up in the corner.

"How did I miss that when I came in?" she asked out loud.

"It's a gift from Aunt Esmeralda!" Alice screamed in her ear. Aunt Esmeralda was one of those aunts every one loves except your parents. Always full of fun and adventure. And even if she did own a Wicca shop in Salem Massachusetts, that didn't make her a bad person…right?"

"So it is," Gypsie said rubbing her ear, "but why is that keeping you up?"

"On the card, she said not to open it until my birthday and it's…" she took a gold pocket-watch out of the covers and stared at it studiously, "in fifteen seconds."

"This is so silly."

"Ten more seconds!"

"Do you have school tomorrow or-uh-today?"

"Five!"

"What day is it, anyway", Gypsie yawned.

"Three, TWO, ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The little girl screamed.

"Don't you mean "Birthday"?" Gypsie said less excited.

She bounced like a rabbit off the bed and over to her awaited prize. The bliss shined on the younger girl's face as she ripped through the green paper.

Faster than you can utter "My Chemical Romance", Alice's treasure stood before them in pure radiance. An awe struck Gypsie stood up as the little girl walked backwards to take in the view.

The enthralled faces of the sisters were reflected off the glossy surface so brilliantly it seemed to enhance their appearance. Gypsie watched herself whisper "What a beautiful…."

"…Looking glass." Alice whispered with a smile on her face.

Okay, you can see where I'm going with this…. Sorry we didn't get to Wonderland yet. I was afraid of making it too long. I happy with it, but I would LOVE to hear your opinions and/or advice on where I should take it. I such a review addict. I love reviews, review it please! XO