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Melicia in wonderland

Chapter 3: Confusion is not knowing

The doors opened and the queen hid the book under her thrown. Mad hatter, Tweedledee, Tweedledum, Dormouse, the hare and several guards were now in the room. The queen smiled and they came forward. Mad hatter spoke first, "Is she the right or shall she be someone else?" He asked while pointing a finger at me. The Queen just nodded.

Mad Hatter and the rest of them dragged me out of the castle and began to drag me down the paths once again. This time, they brought me back to where Mad Hatter and the hare were having tea.

Mad Hatter, Dormouse and the hare sat down while Tweedledee and Tweedledum left. I stood there quite awkwardly. I didn't know if I was supposed to sit down, or if I should leave to.

The hare looked at me and threw a teacup while Mad Hatter pointed to a seat. "Shall you stand there or will you please join us, Melicia?" He said, obviously trying to confuse me. I just sat down and grabbed a scone, I've never had tea before and I wasn't sure I was going to like it.

"You don't drink tea?" Dormouse asked when I was still eating the not-very-appetizing scone. "Well no, I never tried it, but where I come from, only old people drink it." I wiggled my nose in disgust, the reason I did so, I don't know, but I did, and I'll be damned if I didn't.

Mat Hatter looked at me like I was mad, which I found quite ironic. "Do I look old to you?" He asked, knowing that I had to answer no, because if I had to say so myself, he was young. Maybe 20 years old…and despite his odd demeanor, he did look quite fine. "Um… No, o-of course not." I stammered and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. This was becoming quite embarrassing.

I don't know what they were thinking, but they must have thought that I wasn't really worth talking to or I was going to make a fool of myself, so they stopped talking to me, which left me, quite frankly, happy.

They talked for a few minutes, and I tried my best to ignore them. I had a pounding headache. I was hungry as hell. I felt like I was going to fall asleep any minute, but I knew if I tried to sleep, I wouldn't be able too.

I let out a loud yawn and they all looked at me. "How you can be tired in the middle of the day, I will never want to know. Shall I bring you to your room?" Mad Hatter said in his usual insane and annoyingly hard to understand voice. I yawn again and nod. I NEEDED to sleep. Perhaps this place wouldn't seem so odd if I had 8 hours of sleep and some normal food in my stomach.

I fallowed Hatter threw an old, quaint and crooked house until he showed me a blue door. He opened the door and waved his had, as if he was showing me the room.

I took one look at the room and thought that who ever stayed here must really like blue. There was a blue bed with bright blue covers and pillows, a blue wardrobe with a dozen pale blue dresses, A blue desk with thousands of multicolored pens and paper and a blue full body mirror. The walls were a deep blue and the carpet was 2 shades lighter. I had always been a pink girl myself, but I could live in blue for a few days… At least, I think I can.

I smiled and mumbled, "Thanks, Hatter, I owe you." Before crashing unto the bed. The minute my head hit the pillow, I was asleep.

When I woke up, the sun was shining on my face threw the little blue window and I could smell bacon cooking. Bacon is a sane food, I think.

I slipped out of the bed and looked down at my clothes. I was still wearing my Pajamas, but I couldn't exactly change considering how this isn't my house. So I looked in the mirror, brushed my hair and walked down stairs, preparing myself for whatever scene I might happen to stumble upon.

Mad Hatter was wearing an outfit identical to the one he was wearing the day before, same hat and all. He was cooking what looked like eggs, bacon, toast and of course tea. I was beginning to realize how much this guy liked tea. He was as addicted to tea just as much as I'm addicted to chocolate chip oatmeal cookie dough and ice cream.

The hare was sitting at the table, reading, wait, is that a newspaper called "The Underland Chronicle"? You got to be kidding me… The scene was normal, well except for that it was a hare reading the paper, but besides that, totally normal, which freaked me out more then it should have.

Mad Hatter turned around holding a plate full of food and placed it in front of me. He picked up a cup of steaming tea and began to drink it. I looked down at the plate with eyes wide and began to eat as fast as I could.

"The purple squirrel hit me with an acorn on the head. It was a disturbing experience if I dare to say." Mad Hatter exclaimed, I just couldn't get past the part where he said 'purple squirrel.' Squirrels are definitely not purple. "Did you just say that a purple squirrel hit you with an acorn?" I asked, thinking I heard wrong.

"Why yes! The purple squirrel has been at my window every morning for the last few days! He's fairly annoying. Little peculiar thing." I shook my head and disbelief. Squirrels were purple here. That's going to take some getting used to, if I'm to stay here of course. I was personally really hoping I stayed as long as possible.

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