Author's Disclaimer: I do not own Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" or "Through The Looking Glass." All I own is Jane Blackwood, her parents, and Miss Crawford. Enjoy. :)
Jane didn't know what was going on. She excepted to land on dirt or a group of rabbits, but she didn't. In fact, come to think of it, she was still falling. It was like she was falling down the rabbit hole for miles and miles.
This is… odd. She thought. "Its almost as if I might be falling through the center of the earth… but that's silly!" She dismissed the theory. "No one has ever fallen straight through the earth. Its impossible!" She tried to laugh but she couldn't. Maybe I am being foolish. Perhaps I cried myself to sleep and this is all a dream.
She blinked when she found she was falling forward and not on her back like a few moments ago. She could see something far down below. Probably the ground. Any second now I should awake… As the ground got closer, Jane's eyes widened. Or maybe not! She landed hard on the ground.
Jane opened her eyes. She expected to see sunlight pour in her room and the party noise just outside her window. Instead, she found herself flying on a marble floor that resembled a checkerboard and walls painted with stripes of red, white, and black. She slowly sat up, observing her surroundings. She breathed slowly. There was no door, no window, no furniture - nothing. Just the walls, the marble floor, and the hole above Jane from which she fell.
"Where…" She looked wildly around herself, trying to find a door or window. "Where am I?"
"Miss, if you're done gawking at the room, it would be pleasant if you'll oblige by following me."
Jane spun her head around to see the white rabbit standing at the other side of the room next to a door. "Wait…" She stood up, dusting her pink skirt. "That wasn't there before… was it?"
"Its always here," The rabbit assured her.
"But I didn't see -"
"That's because you didn't want to see."
"What? I cannot understand what you're saying. I looked around for a door and found none."
"Because you didn't want a door, missus."
"Oh!" Jane stomped her foot in annoyance. "I am not crazy. And I will not have you talk to me in this rude manner."
The rabbit's ears twitched. "Rude manner? You shouldn't talking, miss. And you'll learn that quickly in Wonderland."
Jane stared at the rabbit. "Wonderland?"
"Yes, now come." He turned the doorknob of the door and pushed the door open. He hopped forward. "Come, come!"
Jane bit her lip. She walked cautiously towards the door. About three strides from the door, the top of her head hit the ceiling. "Ow!" Jane rubbed the top of her head, messing up her bun. "That's odd… the room is getting…"
"Miss, I'm on a schedule!"
She sighed and ended up crawling through the door. She got stuck about halfway through. "Mr. Rabbit!" She called out. "I'm stuck." The white rabbit hopped up to her. When he just stared at her, Jane glared at him. "Aren't you going to help me?"
The rabbit wrinkled his nose before hoping away. "You can help yourself, miss. Nothing to it."
Jane gawked at the animal. What an infuriating animal! "Help me now. You're the reason why I'm stuck!"
The white rabbit stopped at the top of a hill. Jane's cries were more annoying than the clattering of flying teapots. And flying teapots were the most annoying sound. Mr. Rabbit looked over his shoulder and took some time to study the girl who struggled and yelled. She did not have a good appearance, and that might have been forgiven if her manner and personality was not obnoxious. Still…. He sighed and hopped down to the girl again. "Silence your tongue or I will leave you to the man-eating ants!"
Jane clammed up and she looked at the white rabbit with teary eyes.
"Are you crying for that?" Mr. Rabbit asked with a shocked face. "Just because you can't get out?"
"You fit right through just fine. I don't." She muttered.
Mr. Rabbit sighed. "You don't fit through because you don't want to fit through."
"I don't see how -"
"Miss!" The rabbit sighed. "Just go back a little and come back out with the thought of wanting to get out of the room."
"I still don't see how -"
"Just do it."
Jane breathed and moved back a bit. Ok, just think about getting out. She crawled forward but found herself still stuck. She sighed.
Mr. Rabbit shook his head. "You give up easily, miss."
"I do not!"
"Try again."
After the fourth try, Jane managed to get out. She stood up dusted herself again. The white rabbit looked up at her expectantly. She looked down at him. "What?"
He shook his head and hopped along. "A simple thank you would suffice."
Jane frowned. Thank you? After all you've put me through?
"Now, come along. We have a long way to go."
"Excuse me, but where are we going?" Jane had some trouble going up the hill following Mr. Rabbit.
"Finally, some manners." Mr. Rabbit muttered to himself. "To the White Palace." He told his companion.
"The White Palace?" Jane almost lost her footing. "In which country is that? Ireland, perhaps?"
The rabbit stopped, turned to her, then laughed.
"Stop laughing!" Jane placed her hands on her hips, looking quite crossed.
"I'm sorry, miss!" The rabbit doubled over in laughter. "Iron land? Honestly, you come up with the silliest things!"
"I most certainly do not! You come up with the silliest things. Like - like - like Wonderland! Who ever heard of a place?"
"We're in it, miss!"
Jane blinked. "What?"
Mr. Rabbit straightened up and hopped to the top of the hill, still laughing. "See for yourself!"
Jane followed him with no hesitation. Once atop of the hill, she gasped at the sight before her. As far as the eye could see, there was a large wilderness and far into the distance, one could hardly see mountains. There were some clearings, farms, ponds, and rivers. The young girl also noticed there was a white palace in the distance. But the white palace didn't interest Jane at the moment. What did interest her was the land itself and its beauty, and the odd feeling that overcame her - a feeling she didn't recognize.
Mr. Rabbit was amused by Jane's shock. "Welcome to Wonderland, miss."
Author's Note: Thus, Jane steps into Wonderland. I sorta tried to do a little Lewis Carroll's writing of Alice's thoughts going down the rabbit hole, but tried to fit it to Jane. I do hope you like my version of Mr. Rabbit. I recently started to have a soft spot for him. :)