Chapter 3
We Meet Whitie
"I totally forgot! I need to get back home! I-I don't know how it happened, but I need to get back, I-I can't stay here."
"But dear, you love this place. You'll have many friends, unlike before. Its fun!"
"Yes, its true! And lots and lots of Tea! And I can teach you how to make hats and dresses and shoes!" Hatter sang.
"No! I don't. I want to leave. I'll come back later." Alice yelled.
Then came the drawling voice of Cheshire.
"Let the girl choooose. It's her desiciooooon." Cheshire droned as he faded to disappear.
"Wait Cheshire! Don't go!" Alice shrieked.
"But that is already what you are dooooooing and so I may leave tooooo."
"Please! Can somebody show me the way home?" Alice pleaded.
"But dear, there is much for you to see, how about a little tour, shall we Hatter?"
"Oh yes! Tours! Tours! Tours! Funfunfun!" Hatter crooned.
Alice sighed. "Fine, you can give me one tour and then I get to go home. Promise?"
"Yes, yes, child. Now come, you need to get out of that dastardly outfit. Purple does not suit you. But red, ahh, red will match your hair. Come with me child, and you shall see the wonderful works of Hatter and I." Madam Red insisted.
Alice followed them up the crooked stairs into a large room with a sewing machine, many frazzled hats and beautiful, dashing gowns and dresses.
Hatter skipped into a room, with his tattered orange hair flying around like flames.
He came back, holding a black; red and white dress with frills, bows and made of a material softer than silk and more comfortable than cotton.
Alice tried it on, fitting her perfectly.
"Now! Let us show you the fun!" Madam Red said, breaking the silence of awe.
A sluggish "Hullo." And a sluggish "Hello" came from the two little men Alice met.
"He's Tweedle Dee and I'm Tweedle Dum." Tweedle Dum explained, smiling with one hand pointing to his self.
"No, brotha, I thought it was the other way around. I'm Tweedle Dum and your Tweedle Dee." Tweedle Dee said.
"No, brotha! I'm Tweedle Dum. Your Tweedle Dee." Tweedle Dum whined.
The two Tweedles started a pushing fight.
"Moving on. The two always start a fight somehow." Madam Red told Alice.
"Ehhem. The last time was with the Jabberwocky." Hatter coughed.
"The what?" Alice inquired.
"He means nothing, my dear. Let us go." Madam Red yelped.
The three started to walk again, but Alice became more afraid.
"I think I really must be going." She insisted.
"No! Not yet! You still haven't met Whitie yet."
"I don't want to! I'm tired. It's probably already ten o'clock, I have school tomorrow. I must be going."
Hatter grabbed Alice's arm. "Come, we are about to play croquet, its quite fun. I'll play and of course Madam and Whitie. Its such a sweet little game."
Alice sighed again. She knew she wasn't going to be leaving in a while, so she kindly accepted the offer.
They zoomed back to the hat shaped how, but when Madam Red showed her the backyard, Alice was amazed.
Instead of a dark gloomy day, the sun shined, the grass was bright green and flowers were singing….
"Here's Whitie." Madam Red said, picking up a fluffy white rabbit.
The rabbit twitched its nose.
"Ah, I see Whitie." Madam Red exclaimed. She dropped the rabbit on the ground, which immediately changed into a boy. He had white hair separated in two pigtails, a blue waistcoat and jeans and bright red eyes.
Alice was taken aback, the most she expected was a talking rabbit wearing clothes, but instead, she had seen a rabbit wearing clothes change into a boy wearing the same.
"Hello, I'm the White Rabbit, but you can call me Whitie. Everyone does." He droned, eyeing Madam Red aggravatingly.
Madam Red grunted, kicking some grass. "Do you want to be a rabbit again, so that we can use you as the ball?"
Whitie shrugged "'Guess not."
"Anyway, on with the game. Lets let Alice start." Madam Red smiled. She went over to the frolicking flamingos and grabbed one.
"Be good." She murmured.
The flamingo straightened up and closed its eyes.
Madam Red handed Alice a flamingo. "What am I supposed to do with this?" She asked, even if she already knew that the flamingo was the croquet mallet.
"Silly girl, you use the flamingo to hit the ball." Madam Red giggled.
Alice looked down at the ground, seeing a tied up hedgehog.
"What? The hedgehog? You'll hurt the poor thing!" Alice cried.
"No, no. They don't mind one bit. You can leave after we play, so the faster you go, the earlier you get to go to your puny home."
"My home isn't puny!" Alice said, stomping her foot on the ground. She realized she was a lot like the real Alice in Alice in Wonderland.
Before deciding to hit the poor animal, Alice decided to ask one more question.
"Why do you call it Thunderland?"
This time Hatter jumped in, already in a fit of laughter, for what reason, Alice didn't know why.
"Because. Because this place can change as quick as you hear thunder, you hear a BOOM and you hear another and another. See, I can show you." Hatter jumped up and down a few times.
Four big stalks of trees appeared around Hatter.
"New plants. How beautiful." Hatter sighed.
Madam Red caught in the conversation.
"If you'd excuse us, its Alice's turn. We are starting the game now."
