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"CLOSE ENOUGH!"

The Man in the Hat traveled across the table, clattering around on teapots and spoons and the sort, as if the actual table were some lethal substance. Of course, it wasn't, but you could never be too sure. Anyways.

Having landed quite nicely into a chair, she felt somewhat trapped. That is, she was stuck between the chair and the not so lethal table, allowing the Man in the Hat easy access to the girl, and no escape from the Man in the Hat.

As he curiously peered forward, Trinity leaned back into the chair, feeling uneasy.

The Man in the Hat leaned forward.

Trinity leaned further away.

Forward.

Away.

Do you see where this is going?

Trinity stumbled backwards out of the chair, tumbling onto the ground and landing with a soft 'thud'.

"No! Alice, you're so clumsy!" The Man in the Hat leaped from the table, landed on the sideways chair, and at the sight of her having a small scrape, he cried out as if it were the end of the world:

"GET A DOCTOR! SHE'LL NEVER SURVIVE!"

The hare rushed over, suddenly having acquired a lab coat and a stethoscope. Leaning over Trinity, he started his "Work".

"Wrench!"

"Wrench." The Man in the Hat (His name until further notice) called back, handing him the requested tool. Trinity struggled as the hare attacked her elbow with the wrench.

"Dandelion."

"Dandelion!"

"Spoon."

"Spoon!"

Trinity flailed about, trying to get out of the hare's grasp. Being in Wonderland, nothing had to really make sense. So, let's say that she wasn't able to get away.

"Hack saw."

"Hack saw!"

"HACK SAW?" Trinity screamed at the thought and managed to kick her way out of the 'Doctor's' grasp.

"I wasn't finished!"

"Well, I was about to be!"

Trinity, being her paranoid self, was STILL trying to get away, even though her attacker was rolling on the ground, whimpering in pain. Let's just say that this rabbit wouldn't multiply.

*Time Skip*

Running through a forest of over sized flowers and undersized trees of unnatural colors, Trinity ran further and further away from tea party, desperate not to be mutilated by a hack saw.

"Don't run too fast. You'll trip."

At the sound of the voice, she tripped and was caught by two identical boys, oddly dressed.

Trinity brushed herself off and backed away from the two.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"We're welcome."

"What is she welcome to?"

As the two conversed, a striped cat appeared, visualizing in front of Trinity.

"I told you to be careful."

Taking off its head as if it were perfectly normal, the cat shook it lightly and replaced it to its correct spot. Trinity stared.

"Just clearing my head." He grinned. "Why don't you two introduce yourselves?"

Trinity turned her attention to the twins. They seemed to be twins, at least. We'll call them twins.

"I'm Tweedle Dee."

"I'M Tweedle Dee!"

"So I'm Tweedle Dum?"

"You have to be if I'm Tweedle Dee."

"Last week you were Tweedle Dum."

"You're Tweedle Dum, Tweedle Dum. I'm not Tweedle Dum, but Tweedle Dee. See?"

They shook hands to confirm this deal, leaving Trinity confused once again.

"Leave them be. Take a walk with me."

And the cat ventured down through a path that Trinity was sure hadn't been there before and motioned for her to follow.

"You have a lot to learn."

And learn she would.