The Cheshire's Grin
The Cheshire Cat escaped the dreaded kitchen of the Duchess. He was coughed a few times while getting used to the clean outside air.
"Too much pepper." He mumbled to himself. He wandered to his favorite tree in the garden. Easily he climbed up the great oak and onto a comfortable branch. He looked out onto the lake with his emerald green eyes; the water glissading like diamonds. There was a boat on the water, like everyday, and in that boat was a girl. She was very beautiful. She was his age, had long, gentle, brown curls. Her eyes were as blue as the water and she was so care free.
"One day I will talk with her." He sighed.
The next day Cheshire escaped the kitchen and went to the same tree. It was a warm summer's day and the breeze was very refreshing. But today, the girl was not there. Cheshire waited 30 minutes, still no boat. He looked back and forth, still no boat or girl. Cheshire leaned on the trunk of the tree. He sighed and dozed off.
When he awoke he was in shock to see who had joined him. There she was sitting right next to him, was her. Cheshire rubbed his eye multiple times to make sure that he was not dreaming.
"Hello," Cheshire started. The girl looked at him. Her eyes were beautiful. They studied him. Her hair parted to one side and her curls were dangling down. She blushed a little and gave a faint smile.
"Hello." She replied.
"How did you get up here?" Cheshire asked. His tale was tangling swing back and forth like a pendulum. His short purple hair was dancing in the wind.
"I climbed just like how you do everyday." She smiled. Cheshire looked at her.
"You see me everyday?" He asked defensibly.
"You're the reason I go out on the lake." She said looking at the lake. Cheshire's heart stopped. He was overjoyed to hear her say that. He smiled a smile so wide that it showed all of his teeth. He had never done it before.
"I am so happy you think that."