I always imagined Elliot with like-... A Brooklyn accent or even a southern accent. It would sound nice with him~
Joker (both of them) would definitely have a New York City like accent. Black's would probably be more out there and rough while White's was less noticeable and smooth.
"So, Victoria. Tell us how you like the Country of Hearts. Is anyone bothering you? We shall behead them for you if so." Uhhmmm. "No! Not at all Vivaldi! Everyone's really nice, Blood's annoying, but I hear that's a normal for him around here." Peeking out of the corner of my eye, all I see is stuffed animal after stuffed animal. I love her room! I have to come here more often. All of these stuffed animals, they're so cute! Especially the polar bear that I'm holding.
"Yes, well, Blood is an annoyance, but we don't see of him often, which is a blessing to us." She sighs out in content, squeezing and prying at the brown bears ears as she talks to it in her hands.
She reminds me of an little girl and her baby doll and stuffed animal littered cute~! My bear, which I have decided to nickname Snowflake, was the softest bear I've ever felt in my entire life!
Slowly, I sigh and I close my eyes as I relax back into the giant blue and white stuffed bear behind me. It's so soft, like the silk in the old comforter I shared with my father. Inhaling the soft smell of roses and lavender perfume, I slowly doze off remembering Richard, Alex, Tatianna, everybody at home, including my music and art of course. I would never be able to live without some type of music in my life.
As Vivaldi stands to straighten her hair and dress, I open my eyes and turn to my side, jumping slightly when something sharp jabs into my side.
"GAH~! What the heck?" I exclaim as I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. "Is there something wrong Victoria?" "No, everything's alright Vivaldi. But-" getting up slowly and stretching my arms, I reach out to her and smile. "Can we take a picture before I go? I want to remember you incase I do decide to leave Wonderland." "A picture with us? Of course. Where is the camera man?" Laughing, I shake my head and then wiggle the phone in my hand. "I can take the photo with this. Here-" I walk over to her and stand next to her, the camera app out as I fix my hair before looking at her. "Ready~?" "Of course." She looks so stunning in the camera as I snap two photos with her. "Thank you so much! Well, I should get going." I grumble. I'm not looking forward to this.
"Why? Is your time here unjoyable? Are we unjoyable?" She says with a poison lacing her voice. "No, it's not that Vivaldi! Blood, Alice, Elliot, and the Twins are looking forward to me going to a Tea Party as well. If I don't leave now, I'll be lost until sundown, and with my luck, I won't find Ace either. So, please don't take it as an insult, trust me, If I could stay longer, I would. Besides, I have to find Peter. He has something of mine most likely and I kind of want it back." Nodding slowly, she accepts my reasons for leaving and leads me to the door of her room, escorting me out.
"Yes. Well, do be careful, and if you do see that useless knight, let him know we request him back at the castle immediately. Come back very soon. Alice rarely visits us anymore, so it is wondrous to have another female over once more." Giggling to myself, I wink at Vivaldi and cross my heart saying I'll be back as soon as I can. That's a promise, I like it here, probably as much as the Clock Tower. These seem to be the only two places that I can relax at in Wonderland. Finding myself in a hallway, I trudge along, already wanting to go back to the plushy landscape that is Vivaldi's room
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"Excuse me, mister guard sir?" I ask shyly, fiddling with my hands as the guard looks down at me. "Yes? Can I help you?" He asks, sternly at first before relaxing and offering a kind smile. "Yes please. I was wondering if you have seen Peter White recently. I wanted to ask him a question and I can't seem to find him." I hate talking to new people, I wind up being so quiet, but I can't gain the gall to be loud and confident during these situations. Him being a faceless doesn't help, I'm still uncomfortable around them. Don't get me wrong, they're always super nice and helpful to me, they're just awkward to look at because of the no eyes thing.
"Peter White, the Prime Minister. Yes, I believe I saw him just a few minutes ago. He walked down that way," to which he pointed down the hallway across from us. "And he took the left. From there I do not know. Is that all Miss?" "Yes! Thank you so much- Hey, what's your name?" "My name? Oh, it does not matter. I'm glad to help in anyway." "No no, I wanna know your name! That way I can thank you properly and if something else occurs, I can ask for you again." "Oh well, it's Matthew miss." "I'm Victoria~ Thank you Matthew! I hope to see you again sometime soon!"
C'mon, c'mon. Peter, where are you? "Peter? Are you around here somewhere? Peter?" with another call, I look down another hallway to see him glaring down at a servant and two guards. "Idiots. All of you. Worthless and meaningless. You can not bring me a simple tea, but then you fail again, you see?" He growls as he pulls out a gun and points it at the three of them. No! "PETER DON'T YOU DARE!" I yell as I stomp over and grab the gun from him with a deathly glare and a deep growl. "So they messed up tea?! That is no reason to kill them! What if I were to have killed you for bringing me to Wonderland?! You better leave them alone this instant!"
Huffing I give myself a few minutes to relax before I feel the gravity of the situation. I took a gun from a trigger happy person in a world where they would not hesitate to shoot me if they were mad. "Ah- Peter listen I-" I trail, looking at the gun and then at him. "I didn't think this through. I just- you can't- they're-.." I stammer, expecting an answer as he looked down at me, eyes having a glint in them. "Peter?" "Oh Victoria dear, you and I are so near! You care for these people as if they matter, yet compared to me and you, they're at the bottom of the ladder." "Peter. They are people too. If you hurt any one of them and I find out, I'll hurt you. Starting with those sensitive ears of yours." I threaten, waving the gun slowly before gently placing it in his hand. "Or maybe I should tell Alice too?"
"No! There is no need to fear, I won't hurt another one my dear. This I promise to you, my word is pure and true." "Thank you." I nod with a soft smile. He can be nice at times. I guess I was just annoyed because I didn't know him and he kidnapped me from before. Yeah, that's it. Nodding to the three faceless, they all smile gratefully at me and scurry off to find somewhere else to be.
"Peter? When you grabbed me and brought me down to Wonderland, did I have a bag on my shoulders?" "A bag? I do recall one, yes." "Do you know where it is? I haven't seen it." "The bag you are looking for, it is black and blue?" "Yep! Do you have it?" "Indeed. Come with me to my room." Wow, he didn't rhyme! Maybe he does it when he speaks in more than one sentence at a time? Weird. As he turned on his heel and walked forward, I did a small jog to walk alongside him. "Hey. I'm sorry for being an asshat when we first met. The whole stranger ordeal and being kidnapped in a way. It's not a very trusting experience for someone, you understand?" I ask, tilting my head as we take four steps down to a door and he opens it, letting me inside.
Oh wow, his room is freakin' cool! Seeing the second floor that was lead up to by the ladder and the red and black plaid designs in the room, I smiled. It's really nice in here! Clean, organised, open and there's books! As I look over at the desk and then the couches in his room, I laugh a bit. It looks as though they have never been used! Either he's a decoration man, a clean freak, or he replaces them very often.
"I like your room a lot Peter~ It reminds me of mine in a way." I compliment as I walk around only to have arms from behind wrap around me. "Oh Victoria! You are as sweet as can be! Not only were you nice to those faceless, but then you apologize and compliment me!" "Yeah yeah, don't let your head inflate from it all. I'm being nice because I felt bad. 'Sides, you're not that bad of a guy once you warm up to somebody. You just have to control that trigger finger of yours, hm?" I say as I reach behind with a friendly laugh and pet his head. He's handsy like my friends are. It's not a bother in the world to me, bless them for getting me used to that!
"I know I've finally met you in person and on good terms, but I have to get going. I have a tea party to be at and I wanted to get some sleep after it." I chime as I squirm out of his hold and look around. "My bag, please?" I ask, and raise an eyebrow. "Do you really have to go? It is a shame, I wish you would stay!" he pouts as he reaches up on top of his second floor and grabs the bookbag, handing it over to me solemnly.
"Trust me. I'm coming back. I like it here much more than the other territories, so I might try and stay here rather than the Amusement Park." Of course I will be switching back and forth with Julius, but that's something he doesn't need to know.
"Oh say, is it true? You'll stay, I think my wish came true! Maybe you are falling in love with me rather than Alice who fell into the snare of that wretched mafia boss!" "I never said I was falling in love with you. Don't get all twisted in fantasy here. You're not a bad guy, and I like it here. That's all I said." I stare back with a blank expression before laughing at his downtrodden expression, his ears drooping down with his smile.
"Like I also said. I will be back, okay Bun?" I say with a bright smile as I pet his head once more and stroke one of the ears before slipping out of the room. "At least let me escort my lady out so she does not get lost. I would not be a proper man if I let you leave on such a note." "Fine. Do whatever you want you silly rabbit."
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"Bigger Sis! You're here!" "Yay! Bigger Sis is here!"
That's all I hear before my limbs are constricted and pulled into two separate directions by the rowdy boys clinging to them. Looking down at my boys I smile and laugh along with them as they swing on my arms. "Hey buddies~ How ya' been? Elliot botherin' you? Alice keepin you two in line?" I grin, they're so mischievous, it's actually kind of cute. "Stupid Chickie-Hare is always bothering us!" wails Dee. "And Alice-Onee is always yelling at us to do our work!" cries Dum. "We hate it!" they both whine. "Yeah, well, I hate work too, but If you actually do it, then you get scheduled breaks, and then you can do things without getting in trouble. Ya' know?" I argued, eyeballing them both as they go quiet and then start yelling profanity as they saw someone coming towards us.
"They know! They just like making my damn life harder for me! Stupid brats!" shouts an all-to-familiar-person from behind the gate. Looking up from my twins, I see a fuming Elliot stomping towards the gate, raging on about the Twins skipping out and making him miss work. "Shut up Stupid Chickie-Hare!" "Yeah! Shut up! You're only here so you can see bigger sis!" yells Dee and Dee, adding their two cents to Elliot's comment. Hear comes both of them…
"Pervy Rabbit!" "I AM NOT A RABBIT YOU BRATS!" Whooo Boy. "I hate Carrots! I like carrot flavored foods! Not raw carrots! There's a difference ya' know!" I need to say it, I just need to! "Elliot, you do know that carrot based foods like carrot brioche or carrot cake, actually has carrot pieces in it right?" Yup. Here it comes.
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" Elliot yells at me, his face flustered and frustration evident in his eyes as he tries to argue with the boys once more about his rabbit ears. It doesn't bother me really, but I needed to say it. I figured it out when I went into a carrot cake phase when I was little and ate it every weekend.
Besides me I can hear chuckling from the Twins, mostly because on how flustered Elliot's getting over being called a rabbit. Prying the two boys off my arms was quite a feat, but once I was freed, I strolled over to Elliot, smiled and said, "Don't worry about it too much Elliot~ Rabbit ears suit you! They're adorable!" Skipping past him, I fail to notice the ever present blush (which was quickly turning his face into a fully ripened tomato) and the Twins pouting faces behind me. Once I'm done here, I'm going to have to check on Julius again. Make sure he hasn't keeled over yet. I don't want him dying, it'll tear me apart forever.
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