Hello! I know I haven't done anything in a while, but this crazy Dalton Fanfic idea has been nagging in my head for a long time, so I put it down on my computer last night while watching glee. I finished it up today, and well, hopefully I get some good reviews! Thanks to Mama CP for writing Dalton, for those who haven't read it, Dalton by CP Coulter is an awesome Glee fanfiction, go check it out before you read this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or Dalton. Jogan would be together by now if I did...
Kurt Hummel woke up in the dead of night with a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He had a terrible dream that everyone in Dalton was falling down a sinkhole, until no one was left until him and Blaine. Then, the sinkhole expanded just enought to let Blaine's foot in, and he was being dragged down into the hole too. Thank god that wasn't real.
He got up from the couch of Blaine's dorm room. The projector was down, paused in the middle of the sixth Harry Potter movie. Kurt looked around the room, expecting to see his fellow Windsors scattered across the room in heaps. The sight that met him was not quite what he expected. Instead of Windsors, Kurt was met with an empty room. Even Blaine was missing.
"Blaine?" Kurt called. He pulled on his cotton Dalton bathrobe over his satin pajamas. Popcorn littered the floor, and Kurt treads cautiously as to not step on any. "Blaine? You know guys, if this is a joke, it's not funny!" he yelled.
Crack.
Kurt spun around and looked at the window. A second pebble bounced off the second floor window.
Crack.
Kurt immediately raced to the window, crushing popcorn under his feet. He threw open the curtains and window, immediately spotting a patch of wild, curly black hair under the window, right inside the bushes.
"Blaine?" he called.
"Kurt! Come here!" Blaine whispered from the bush underneath the window. "Jump! I'll catch you."
"Blaine—
"Trust me! Everyone at Dalton needs your help!"
Kurt nodded and opened the window up all the way. "Okay, Blaine, this better be and emergency, and you better catch me." He then leapt from the window and let out a small squeal, landing snugly between Blaine's outstretched arms. Blaine stole a kiss as soon as Kurt was in his arms, and Kurt instinctively wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck.
The two pulled apart as Blaine put Kurt down. "Come on, Kurt." He whispered, "Follow the white rabbit."
"What? But you're the white rabbit! Blaine! Come back!" Kurt cried as Blaine raced away, white fur balls were starting to sprout on his head. Kurt raced after him over the lawn. Kurt's feet pounded on the grass as he pursued Blaine into the woods behind Dalton's campus. Finally, he reached a clearing, completely breathless and damp with sweat. In the middle of the clearing was a large oak tree, almost as tall as all the other trees, but it had a strange ominous feeling to it.
"I swear, Blaine if I stain this satin pajama set, you're buying me a new one."
"No time! Follow me!" he called out.
"Wha—Blaine!" Kurt yelled as Blaine jumped down an oversized rabbit hole under the oak tree. "Blaine!" Kurt said again. He bent over the hole, using his arms to prop himself above it. "Blaine!" Kurt tried. There was still no response. Kurt sighed, exasperated. The hole was very large, and seemed to go on forever. Why would Blaine want him to go down a rabbit hole? The entire idea of it was completely insane.
Just then, the dirt around his hands gave away and he tumbled into the hole.
"This is a SATIN PAJAMA SET!" he screamed as he tumbled down into the abyss. Various things flew by as he plummeted down; pillows, popcorn, DVDs, a piano that still played. The light blue chiffon of his dress flapped over his head as he—
Realization settled on Kurt as he looked down. He didn't have time to examine the puffy blue dress he was wearing, or the high socks, because he then bounced off a bed and into an upside-down room. The room then flipped itself over, and Kurt fell flat on his face.
"Could this day get any worse?" he muttered. "Everyone's missing, Blaine grows fuzzballs on his head, I get sweat on my satin pajamas, I get dirt on my hands, I'm in a dress, and now I fall on my face! I look like a cross-dressing mud pile!" Kurt screamed to no one in particular.
Kurt picked himself up off the floor and looked around. The room had a round checkerboard print roof. A simple brown table stood in the middle of the floor. He took time to re-examine his dress. It was ruffled with a thin layer of chiffon over layered sky blue fabric. He was wearing a pair of high knee socks and a pair of fancy black boots.
Doors surrounded the walls. Kurt tried every door, but none would open, even the miniature one behind a thick velvet red curtain. Kurt shook his head and walked back over to the table. A small clear bottle with a cork top sat on top of it, along with a key. Kurt grabbed the key off the table and tried it on every door. Still, none of the doors would open, except for the small one.
"Are you kidding me?" Kurt whispered at the door. "I can't fit through that!" he stomped back over to the table and picked up the bottle. Setting the key down, he examined it. The tag on the bottle read 'Drink me.'
"That's odd, it's like I'm in Alice in Wonderland." Kurt muttered. He took a small sip of the bottle. Immediately, the world started to get really, really big. It took a while for Kurt to realize that he was the one that had shrunk, and that he was wearing a new dress. the old one surrounded him in thick layers of fabric. He walked back over to the edge of the table and jumped up to grab the key. It was too high. A glint of glass caught his eye. Behind one of the table legs was a small glass box with a cake. On top was the label, 'Eat me'.
"Are you sure that's our Alice?" Reed asked Blaine, looking at Kurt through the keyhole. "He doesn't seem like our Alice." He muttered as Kurt's head hit the ceiling from eating too much of the cake.
"Re- Doormouse! You and I both know that that's Kur- Alice! I'm pretty sure I would know my own boyfriend." Blaine argued back.
"Yeah but we've seen the movie" Ethan started from Reed's left.
"A thousand times." Evan finished, from Blaine's right.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but guys, why do I have feathers all over me?" Danny asked. "This is a delusional dream, right? I'm hallucinating. Did Justin and Spencer get me drunk or something? Or was it Wes? It was probably Wes I—
"Shut it, Abbot! We don't have time for that!" Blaine hissed, watching Kurt hit the ceiling again when he had gotten the key. He then picked up the bottle again and drank out of it, this time with the key in one hand.
"Come on, tweedles. We can take him to see, uh, Han! That's right, Han's the caterpillar."
"Oh, so we're in Alice in Wonderland?" Danny concluded. "So I'm—
"The dodo bird." Ethan finished.
"We never named anyone the dodo bird yet," Evan continued.
"So congratulations," Ethan started.
"Dodo Bird." The twin said simultaneously. Danny nervously adjusted the spectacles and his blueish vest.
"Here he comes! Hide!" Reed squealed. He jumped into the talking flowers.
"Hey! Watch it there, hobbit, I might just impale you with a thorn." A blood red rose growled at him menacingly.
"Santana, be quiet, K- Alice is coming!" Blaine hissed. The rose rolled her eyes but shut up as the boy approached the group.
"Hello?" Kurt called. "Blaine?"
"Hello, Alice."
"Lost are you? We can help you find your way."
"Evan, we don't exactly know this place."
"Oh yeah, well, Ethan, we'll figure it out!"
"Tweedles shut it. Where's Blaine?"
"Here" Blaine said, stepping out of the bushes. Kurt's eyes almost popped out of his head. The tweedles' absurd striped shirts and black pants with red suspenders were bad enough. Blaine had a full-fledged pair of rabbit ears sticking out of his curly un-gelled black hair, along with an extremely unfashionable ruffled shirt and a long, red trench coat.
"Blaine? You're the white rabbit." Kurt said, shocked.
"Uh, yeah… that's the problem."
"Oh you have a problem?" Danny cried, jumping out from behind a gold flower. "That flower just hit me!"
"Yes well, I am far more talented and superior than you. Why am I a flower in the first place? I should be a star, or maybe even the sun! My talent shines to bright to be wasted as a flower." Rachel said from her rooted spot.
"Actually Rachel, I'm better than you." Brittany's hot pink flower face said from the other side of the path.
"Guys! We have to explain what's happening to Kurt!" Blaine pointed out.
"Oh right!" Reed said, walking up to Kurt and dragging him along the path. "Han will know what to do. We're taking you to see the caterpillar, Ku- Alice."
"Uh well, I dunno, I haven't watched the movie that much. Why couldn't we get trapped in Lord of the Rings, or the Legend of Zelda? I'm experts on those." Han grumbled. "Aren't you supposed to uh, open the scroll thing and see Alice slaying the jabberwocky on whatsit day?"
"Frabjous day." The tweedles put in.
"Yeah. Frabjous day. The point is, Ku- Alice, you have to slay the jabberwocky on that day, and drink its venom. Then we can all go home and live happily ever after. If you don't, well then, we're stuck here forever."
"Oh, well Han, there's just a teensy problem."
"Yeah?"
"That's not me!" Kurt yelled, pointing to the paper unrolled on the mushroom. "That is some weird psychopath who thinks it's possible to do that to- to slay that thing!"
"Well, the movie is right. He is barley Alice."
"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Kurt screamed.
"Woah, Kurt. Tabitha much?" Blaine said, nudging his side.
"Sorry." He apologized, taking a deep breath.
"What I'm saying is, our best chance of getting out of here is following the story line, otherwise, we're screwed for life. We'll never get out unless Kurt can slay the jabberwocky on Frabjous day, and it can't be late or early. It has to be on time, or we don't get out. Ever."
Yup! My first Chapter's a pretty short one, I'm hoping that it turns out okay and that people like it... especially Mama CP. :)
I know that I'm not following the exact movie storyline, and I know that I'm taking a lot from the movie, but it's all part of the fanfiction. I promise that it'll get more interesting, Just bear with me.
Until then... Would you be so kind as to click that nice little review button down there and give me your opinion? (And don't hate.. I'll take constructive criticism but not hate.)
*lessthanthree*
