Alistair in Wonderland:
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A Genderbending Story
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Chapter 1
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"Alistair, you're back!" cried a bright, tinkling voice from the head of the table.
"No, he isn't," said another, squeakier one. "He's not the right Alistair."
The young man in question, shrunk by pishsalver, stood before the tea party's platform, but was at such an angle that he could not see the bearers of these voices.
Next he heard a great thump and saw the table and tea-ware jump as a dazzling whirlwind of colors appeared tripping eagerly across the surface, setting cups and saucers and pots to clattering. The young man reflexively blinked against the brightness as the cyclone descended in a great rush of air. When he opened his eyes, he found two brilliantly green orbs smiling back.
"Oh, it's certainly him," breathed the same tinkling voice past cherry red lips. "I'd know Alistair anywhere."
These words were curious to the young man, and shocked as he was by all that had happened to him thus far in this crazy, unearthly world, he could not help but ask, "Excuse me, but have we met?"
The great creature crouched before him blinked perplexedly, still smiling beneath a…a top hat? Well, that was another curious thing to add to the ever-growing list of oddities.
"So you've forgotten me, have you?" the genie-like being pouted, for a second knotting intensely orange eyebrows that matched two extremely bushy orange pigtails. "Well, you were still very young then, so I suppose I shall forgive you this time. But you shouldn't forget me again, yes?" The eyes gleamed a devilish lime. "Naughty!"
The young man could find nothing to say to this, and in response to his silence, the living, breathing rainbow with a top hat rose to its feet, but bent low enough to extend to him a hand.
"You will come to tea, won't you?" the voice chimed from above.
And to such a gracious invite, what could the young man say but yes?
"Good!" the tempest said, green eyes flashing and smile wide. Both features struck him briefly as depths in which he could become dangerously lost; but as he took the great hand with his, its giant-like strength whisked him away from his thoughts, leading him around to the head of the table.
"Welcome to our party! I am the Mad Hattress, and I shall be your hostess!"
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To Be Continued...
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A/N:
Hello, everyone! I know I really shouldn't be posting this before I've completed and posted my companion piece to "Where Madness Troubles the Hatter", but...I just couldn't help myself! I haven't read any genderbending AiW works yet, and if there is one / are some already out and about in the fandom community, then I apologize if I'm accidentally repeating those ideas. The name Alistair and the nickname Hattie were just too cute not to do something with, and they seemed original to me when I thought them up, and I hope they still are, but...well, I'm slow to figure out something like this, so other writers may have already beat me to it. *blush*
Anyway, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed this very short preview. I would love to turn it into a longer work if anyone besides me is interested in me doing so, so if you are, please leave a review! : )
Best Wishes,
~Niach