Oh. My. Bread-and-butterflies. I am so sorry! This was supposed to be up a week after the last chapter, maximum. I failed! Now I feel super duper bad and… I can't even find words for how bad I feel! But anyway… I'll stop talking so you can just read chapter 3…

Disclaimer: Why would you even think that I own AIW? The only ownership going on here is this piece of Fanfiction and any characters that I made up.

"Alice, how long have we been walking?" Alice's mother asked her.

"Well, it feels as though we have been walking for hours, but it still is daytime. It appears that Time is being kind to us and letting us go slowly to Mamoreal without us being late," Alice answered with a smile.

"Can we stop walking for a few minutes, Auntie Alice? My feet hurt," Victoria asked.

Tarrant and Alice smiled. "I don't see why not," they told her.

So, they picked out a nice Tumtum Tree and sat down (a task that wasn't easy for Alice with an eight-month pregnant belly). Not soon after, Victoria had discovered bread-and-butterflies. They all laughed as she ran around, trying to catch one. It ended with her hands being covered in yellow butter and Margret telling her not to lick her fingers.

When they were ready to leave again, Tarrant helped Alice to her feet and once again put his arm around her waist. The tea that they had brought was long gone, and Tarrant had stowed the cups and pot in a bush, saying that you never know when you might need a teapot.

After they walked a bit more, they finally reached the gated of Mamoreal. Margret and Helen's mouths dropped at the pearl gates, the white and pink flowered trees, and the grand marble castle. Victoria, being a curious little girl, walked straight up to the chessman knight that was standing at the gate and knocked on the leg of his armor, asking if anyone was home.

They all laughed at this, including the knight. "What is your name, little girl?" he asked her.

"I'm Victoria, and my Auntie Alice and Uncle Tarrant brought me here to see the big white castle!"

He knight looked up and saw Alice and Tarrant. "Champion Alice, Lord Tarrant, welcome."

"Hello," Alice responded kindly. "I want to see Marana; do you know where she is?"

"Her majesty is probably in her study," the guard responded, pulling the gates open.

"Thank you," Alice said as they walked through the gate.

Alice and Tarrant led Alice's family up the garden path, to the grand doors leading into the castle.

They were greeted by a fish butler when they walked in.

"Champion Alice, Lord Tarrant, I presume that you're looking for Her Majesty?"

"Yes, if you could tell us where she is, that would be great," Alice responded.

"Of course."

When they reached the doors of Mirana's study, the fish butler opened the door and started to announce that they were there, but Mirana saw them first. She jumped up from her chair and glided over to Alice, hugging her around her swollen belly.

"Alice, I have not seen you in nearly a month! Look at how your baby has grown," Mirana said kindly.

"Thank you. Let me introduce you to my family," Alice said excitedly. "This is my mother, Helen, my older sister, Margret, and my niece-"

"Victoria!" Victoria cut Alice off.

Mirana looked down at Victoria, who only stood around two feet tall. "Why, hello, petal," Mirana said. She looked at Helen and Margret. "Hello. It's a pleasure to meet Alice's family." Helen and Margret bowed deeply.

Mirana looked at Alice in confusion. "What are they doing?" Mirana asked.

"In England, if you see royalty, you have to bow to them," Alice answered.

"What strange customs you have there."

Once Mirana had assured Alice's mother and sister that it wasn't necessary to continually bow to her or "only speak when spoken to" as they put it, Mirana asked them how they liked Underland so far.

"Oh… It's… Nice?" Helen said hesitantly.

Mirana, Alice, and Tarrant smiled. "Well, I understand that everything is very different Topside," Mirana said kindly.

"Topside?" Margret asked.

"This is Under and London is Over. We call it Topside or Above here," Alice answered.

"So how long will you be staying?"

"We won't be a burden on you. We will take out leave at the end of the day," Margret said.

"Oh, you couldn't be a burden! Any family of Alice's is welcome to stay here any time!" Mirana exclaimed.

While Mirana was trying to persuade Helen and Margret to stay longer, Alice and Tarrant had slipped off into the grand library of the palace to sit down (being over eight months pregnant, it wasn't easy for Alice to stay on her feet for long) and talk about baby names. Tarrant was worried that the baby would come early and they wouldn't have a name picked out.

"Alright. Boy names," Alice said.

"William? Thomas? How about James?"

"No, too plain."

"But those are all the Above names I know," Tarrant pouted.

"I don't really want to name our baby something from Above. All the names are too plain. I want it to be something sweet and original. Like your name."

Tarrant smiled. Alice even loved his name! He never got over how lucky he was that she loved any part of him. "Then how about Warren or Terric? I've always liked those names."

"I like Terric. It's a little close to your name, but I like it."

"How about the name for a girl? There's Aerodie or Kayleigh."

"There is one girl name that I came upon in an old book I was reading Topside. It's Rhiannon."

"That's perfect! But it is a little bit of a mouthful."

"Then we can call her Rhiae for short. I thought the middle names could be after your family," Alice suggested.

Tarrant looked down, then at Alice. "Then we will have a Rhiae Iris Hightopp or a Terric Aaron Hightopp. After my parents."

Alice smiled.

Okay, I'll try to get the next chapter out in a week or so (hopefully...). I think I know what gender the baby is going to be, if you could review telling me what you want, I'll take it into consideration. Also, just to say it, Rhiannon is pronounced Rhe-ah-nun, Rhiae is Rhe-hay, Terric is Terr-ick, and Iris and Aaron are like the actual names.

~SquirmberryJuice