The rating is for language, violence, character death, and sexual harassment (Ace and the Jokers are in the story duh!). If you don't like it don't read it.
"Sis tell us a story!" Alice flushed as the twins snuggled up to her, one on each side. "Alright…" She jumped as a hand grabbed her shoulder from behind. "Sorry Alice!" Elliot blushed and shifted uncomfortably. "It's ok," Alice said, gently patting the hare's hand. "Would you like to hear the story too?" The second in command of the infamous Hatter Mafia nodded and curled up at Alice's feet, laying his head on her lap like a child. A dignified scoff announced Blood's presence as he too entered the room. Gripping his twelfth cup of tea for the day, he settled in a plushy armchair and tried to look disinterested as Alice bit her lip and began… "Once upon a time…"
"Huh? Where am I?" Alice looked around in surprise. Well this wasn't Wonderland…was it? She stared at the bleak, empty plain. Nothing but a small, wooden house and a large barn. The sound of chickens and pigs reached her ears. "Strange," she muttered to herself, walking over to explore the farm. "Alice, come give your Aunt Vivi a hand please!" Startled she looked towards the voice and saw Vivaldi of all people, wearing an old fashioned homespun dress with a handkerchief covering her curly hair. Alice raised an eyebrow. This was definitely a dream. "Yes, Vi..Aunt Vivi?" She asked curiously. "Take this lunch basket to your uncle please, and hurry it's well past noon," Vivaldi ordered primly. Alice nodded and accepted the basket, smiling a little at her "aunt." As Vivaldi closed the door, a small cat padded up and began to twine itself around Alice's legs. "Boris?" She asked curiously, noting the magenta fur and deep golden eyes. The cat mewed in agreement and started off towards the barn, looking back to see if the girl followed. Sighing, she decided to trust Boris' lead (he wasn't Ace after all!). She followed him to the other side of the barn where, to her surprise, the King of Hearts was hauling bales of hay in worn, baggy overalls. Alice nearly dropped the basket. "Ah, Alice! You've brought lunch." Dropping the hay, the king let out a relieved sigh and eagerly accepted the basket. "Would you like some?" He offered, beginning to unpack the basket. "No thank you," Alice declined politely and turned back to the house.
An hour later, Vivaldi and Alice sat in the kitchen shucking corn. "The Perkins' have the cutest new baby, we really should go visit.." Vivaldi was gushing when the kitchen door slammed open. "This!" A sharp male voice boomed as something fuzzy and magenta streaked under the table. "This little miscreant has ruined my roses!" Alice looked up in shock as Blood ranted on about the damage to his garden and the inside of his greenhouse. She stared at the man who was currently in plain black trousers and a white dress shirt, his customary top hat missing. "And if that damn creature steps foot on my property again, he'll be so full of bullet holes you wont have enough of him to scrape off the ground!" With that, the fuming Mafioso stormed out of the house. "Oh Boris," Alice sighed (secretly she was suppressing her glee at Blood's obvious displeasure) she pulled the cat onto her lap, smiling slightly at his self-satisfied look. "Come on, lets go for a walk."
The road was dusty and bumpy. Alice had to watch carefully for potholes as she walked, certain she'd end up twisting her ankle. She and Boris ambled along, not really minding how far they were going and oblivious to the menacing clouds that had begun to gather above them. This has to be because of the story I told Dee and Dum, she thought. Suddenly, she froze. Oh no. She looked up at the sky and gasped. "Boris we need to get back quickly!"
Alice scooped the cat up and ran, keeping an eye on the dark clouds above. Her hair whipped around her face and she stumbled as the wind picked up. Fighting to keep her balance, she finally caught sight of the farm and picked up her pace. "Almost there," she muttered. By this time an obvious black funnel had formed, crashing into the ground and moving directly towards the farm at a terrifying speed. "No, no, no," Alice chanted, looking around the deserted farm frantically. "Vivaldi! Your Majesty!" She called desperately. Getting no answer and aware of the approaching tornado, she jerked open the front door and raced into the house. "Under a doorway, away from windows…" she tried to remember everything she had ever heard about being in a tornado. Not much considering she'd never heard of one happening anywhere near where she lived. Hugging Boris tightly, she sat down in the doorway of a small bedroom and gripped the doorframe with her free hand. The storm raged closer, shutters banging and glass shattering. Closing her eyes, Alice huddled on the floor and waited for it to end.
A rough tongue was licking her cheek. Alice moaned and slowly opened her eyes, her head hurting. "Huh?" She blinked in surprise as Boris (no longer simply a cat), brushed a hand over her forehead and licked her cheek again. "Boris!" She sat up quickly and leaned away, a blush flooding her cheeks. Boris grinned and licked his lips. "Sorry Alice, I was just cleaning the cut on your head." Blinking, she reached a trembling hand up to her hairline. A small cut stung at the touch and she winced, feeling a trickle of blood dripping down and over her cheek. "Man I just cleaned that," Boris smirked, not sounding upset in the least at the prospect of doing it again. Alice tensed as the cut started to throb, hurting now that she knew it was there. Boris's smirk dropped and he leaned forward in concern, putting a warm hand on hers. "Um let me just bandage it," he murmured and smiled in apology.
Alice (now thoroughly bandaged) and Boris stepped cautiously out of the house, looking around in awe at the sudden change of scenery. "Um Boris I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," Alice murmured, chuckling at the confused look on his face. A gurgling cough sounded behind them and they turned to see Peter's shoes sticking out from under the house. Alice gasped and her hands flew to her mouth as her stomach churned. "Hey," she turned around slowly, eyes widening. "G-Gowland?" The redheaded amusement park owner looked confused for a second then smiled. "Oh you've heard of me!" He grinned. "We should celebrate your arrival in Oz, after all you did just defeat the Wicked Witch of the East!" He gently grabbed her hand and kissed it, smiling happily at her. "So what's your name?" Alice resisted the urge to wipe her hand on her dress and returned the smile. "I'm Alice." Gowland smiled and bowed. "As you probably already know, I'm.." He was interrupted by a dark chuckle from behind him. "Ah Mary, you still aren't wearing the dress I sent you." A gloved hand roughly grabbed Alice's chin, forcing her to look up at Blood Dupre for the second time that day. "And who's this?"
Yeah, I don't own Wizard of Oz or HNKNA or anything awesome like that *frowns* wish I did. Anywho, please review and let me know what you think. You'll be meeting the tin man, the scare crow, and the lion in the nxt ch. Any guesses?
Oh and if you haven't figured out who's who so far:
Alice-Dorthy
Boris-Toto
Vivaldi-Aunt Em
King-Uncle Henry
Blood-Neighbor/Wicked B…ahm…Witch of the West
Peter-Wicked Witch of the East (I killed him off early 'cause I wasn't sure what to do with him)
Gowland-Mary the Good Fairy of the North! (actually good witch of the north but that was more fun)