I don't own anything but the idea to actually write this.
Recap: Nuxel goes to sleep after a long, confusing day, and wakes up in a weird blue dress where everything is like the world Wonderland, and she is referred to as Alice. She follows the White Rabbit, who she finds out that it is Luxord.
"White Rabbit! Please, open this door!" Nuxel pleaded, pulling on the knob. "Watch the nose, luv!" It said in an accent much stronger than Nuxel's. "Oh… I beg your pardon, sir, I only meant to follow the White Rabbit." Nuxel apologized, and then examined the white door-knob more carefully. "Edge!" She kicked the doorknob. "Hey! Who have you any right to shove your bloody shoe into my face, luv?" The doorknob asked, blinking. Nuxel frowned; no one seemed to realize who she was or who they were. So she'd just have to role with it for now. "Well then, , sir. Can you please open up so I may catch up with the White Rabbit?" Nuxel crossed her arms and looked down at the metal object. "Sorry, luv. I'd love to let you pass, but, as you can see, you're too big." The doorknob chuckled, looking back up at Nuxel. "Oh I am… Oh well how to get through, then?" Nuxel sighed.
"The bottle, on the table, luv." The doorknob said. "What? There is no table." Nuxel looked around the empty room. "I can see up your dress, luv." The doorknob whispered. Nuxel glared at the knob, kicking it furiously. "Luv! Hey! I didn't mean it in that way, turn around!" The doorknob grumbled angrily. Nuxel turned around, and there was a table with a bottle on it. She walked over to it, picking up the bottle. "Drink me?" Nuxel read the words printed on the bottled. She looked at the doorknob, which did nothing. Then back to the bottle. She opened it, and sniffed it, "I think it's… rum?-" "GIVE IT TO ME!" The doorknob instantly shouted. "Still the same alcoholic Edge." Nuxel muttered, drinking illegally. "Oh, it tastes like… Hydrangea salad! … Berries! … No, noodles! … Broccoli!" With everything she said, she became shorter and shorter, until she could no longer hold the bottle. "Oh my, what have I done?" Nuxel gasped. The doorknob laughed, "Nothing, luv!" Nuxel looked at herself and ran to the door, "Oh look! I can fit! I can definitely fit!" She cheered. "Oh. Oh no, luv. I'm locked." The doorknob laughed. "This is terrible." Nuxel groaned, shaking her head. "Relax, luv. You have the key, so just pop it in the hole and be on your way." The knob smiled. "Key? I have no key in my possession!" Nuxel snapped, searching her pockets.
"Did you forget it? It's up on the table! I must have forgotten after all the shoes I've been eating." The doorknob scoffed. "Oh, then how am I to get the key?" Nuxel asked, ignoring the end comment. "Take your pick." The doorknob glanced at the floor, where a plate of food had randomly appeared. "Eat me? Eat? I will never eat another thing again unless they are individually wrapped or have been made by me!" Nuxel refused, remembering the hydrangea salad she ate. "Then you can stay put and chat, sweetheart." The doorknob smirked. "You pedophilic pervert!" Nuxel screamed, in her normal accent, and kicked the door weakly. At this point she didn't care what happened if she ate the food, as long as she could get away from the pervert not letting her by. Nuxel ate one of the cookies, and squeaked as she grew and her head bumped on the ceiling.
There had been a pointy light on the ceiling, and it hurt so much she started crying. "Uhm… luv!" The doorknob panicked. "My dear you're crying too much! Drink the rest of the bottle!" The doorknob shouted, water drowning out most of the sound. Nuxel stopped crying, taking a sip of the bottle floating amidst the tears. "While you're at it, luv, could you convince the queen to take a few years off my sentence as this bloody doorknob? I'd appreciate it!" The doorknob said as Nuxel, who was clinging now to the bottle for dear life, floated away. She was now much smaller than the bottle, and afraid of drowning because of her size. "Get moving you pelican. I can see land." Nuxel heard someone say. She peered up, and noticed a skinny dark brown bird with an enormous nose being pushed by a much smaller bird. "Curiouser, and, curiouser!" Nuxel's accent was back.