And so we more on to the second chapter. I don't know who is following the story of if you've just started reading it for the first time but please leave a review and let me hear your thoughts on what you think! Anyway onto the second chapter and more characters!

Chapter 2

Wonderland

Wonderland. To say Alice had never seen such a truly fascinating place was really saying a lot. She went along a reddish dirt path heading into the woods and was truly captivated by her new and wondrous surroundings.

Everything just seemed to be vibrant and alive like all out a cartoon from the likes of the colours on the trees, grass, flowers and even the sunny blue sky, which had a tiny hint of purple in it, seemed clearer and more open in a way. Though considering the dull, lifeless, and mostly cloudy surroundings of Edinburgh of where she came from before, it wasn't much to top that.

Either way, Alice felt something inside of her saying that this place was for her and even then wonder if she would ever want to even return where she last came from.

She was amazed at seeing the large mushrooms that towered over her, seeing different colours of leaves such as blue and purple and wonder what strange creatures she might encounter next, after all if that strange white rabbit was anything to go by then who knows what lay in store for her. At that moment of thinking about the rabbit, she stopped in her tracks when she remembered as the whole reason she had ended up down here was to look for that rabbit and now with her in the middle of this forest with no sign of the white rabbit and most to her own annoyance no idea where to go next.

"Bother, now what do I do now?" Alice pouted placing her hands on her hips and trying to rationalise what to do next. All she could do however was look up at either the tall mushrooms and strange coloured trees and pondered if she should carry on looking or go somewhere different; who knew what this strange by fascinating world had in store for her.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard voices coming from her left and curious about who and where they were coming from, she went off the path towards a clearing through the bushes; maybe there was that white rabbit?

Alice soon found out that she was on a beach and the ocean was not blue, but purple. The beach wasn't sandy yellow, but sandy orange and the voices were coming from a party of animals all soaking wet, presumably having swam in the purple ocean.

They were indeed a strange looking party that assembled on the beach; the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their fur clinging close to them, and all them dripping wet, cross, and uncomfortable. Alice had no idea just what they just done or what she had gotten herself into but she was curious to witness this meeting. She thought she could take a moment from chasing the white rabbit or maybe they knew where he might've gone.

The question of the meeting was of course of how to get dry again: the animals had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes of debating it had all seemed quite natural to Alice as if there was nothing strange about it other than the fact they were large talking animals about her size. Indeed, she was especially taken by a large well dressed Dodo that was having quite a long argument with a Loriini, who at last turned sulky, and would only say, "I am older than you, and must know better"; and this Alice would not allow without knowing how old it was, and, as the Loriini positively refused to tell its age, there was no more to be said.

Then the Dodo, who seemed to be a person of authority among them from what Alice could see was the leader, called out, "Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I'll soon make you dry enough!"

They all sat down at once, in a large ring, with Alice now approaching the group to introduce herself. She was about to clear her throat to get their attention when the Dodo started to speak.

"Now then, are you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round if you please! 'William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted to by the English, who wanted leaders, and had been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria—'"

"Ugh!" groaned the Mouse, with a shiver. Alice smiled hearing a bit of history she did vaguely know about in High School, though vaguely as her mind always wandered. Though around her it seemed not many appreciated hearing it.

"I beg your pardon?!" asked the Dodo, frowning, but very politely: "Did you speak?"

"Hurry up!" cried the Mouse hastily.

"I thought you did," grumbled the Dodo. `-I proceed. "'Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable-"'

"Found what?" asked the Duck.

"Found it," the Dodo replied rather crossly: "of course you know what 'it' means."

"I know what 'it' means well enough, when I find a thing," said the Duck: "it's generally a frog or a worm. The question is, what did the archbishop find?"

The Dodo did not notice this question and Alice was baffled how this whole conversation had nothing to do with how to dry but ancient history...history from her world. The Dodo nonetheless hurriedly went on, "'-found it advisable to go with Edgar Atheling to meet William and offer him the crown. William's conduct at first was moderate. But the insolence of his Normans—oh!"

The well-dressed Dodo had now noticed Alice standing there, who had been listening in to their meeting. "I say, you there!"

All the animals in the circle turned to gaze upon the human in the midst, not knowing what to make of this strange girl and her clothes of jeans and blue camisole that were not clearly of this world of Wonderland.

Alice began to greet herself, "Well then, terribly sorry to introduce myself but my name is—"

"Are you wet my dear?" The Dodo interrupted her.

"I...pardon me?!"

"Are you wet strange human?"

"Well, suppose in more ways than one," Alice muttered quietly with a hint of embarrassment. She wasn't exactly wrong considering of how she had soaked her own underwear since the start of this adventure while falling down the Rabbit Hole. She really couldn't control her urges.

They didn't get the double meaning of Alice's words and he solemnly rose to his feet to speak. "In that case...I move that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more energetic remedies—"

"Speak English!" said the Eaglet. "I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and, what's more, I don't believe you do either!"

The Eaglet bent down its head to hide a smile: some of the other birds tittered audibly.

"What I was going to say," said the Dodo in an offended tone, "was, that the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race."

"What is a Caucus-race?" Asked Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that somebody ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.

"Why," said the Dodo, "the best way to explain it is to do it." (And, as you might like to try the thing yourself, some winter day, I will tell you how the Dodo managed it.)

First it marked out a racecourse, in a sort of circle, (`the exact shape does not matter,' it said,) and then all the party were placed along the course, here and there. There was no `One, two, three, and away,' but they began running when they liked, and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know when the race was over.

Alice somehow found herself getting involved in this so-called race and after five minutes of this she was getting fed up. She had only wanted to know if any of them had seen the white rabbit and yet neither of them had even brought up any white rabbit nor had that they seemed willing to help her. Just as she was about to give up, she then looked up towards the woods running along the path was and caught a glance at who she had been looking for. The White Rabbit!

Where on earth he had gotten to in all this was strange, but then again Alice was starting to feel that logic and rational thinking never applied to this place after what she had experienced so far. She was just glad to see that she hadn't lost the white rabbit after all and maybe find out what he was out to do.

"Mr Rabbit!" Alice cried out and quickly ran after him while leaving the group of animals to carry on with the race they seemed determined to try and finish it (neither of them though caring about her sudden departure.)

So thus, Alice left the beach and headed back into the vibrant wood to find the white rabbit and maybe find something interesting and curious about Wonderland. Little did she know that her adventure in this strange world had only just started.

As she walked on, Alice simply lost track as to where she was going nor as to what time it was. Looking up through the tops of trees where she could see part of the sky, it seemed as the sky was turning a darker shade of purple as if to say evening was rolling in.

The frisky girl was beginning to realise that with how vast this woodland was, her hopes to try and find the white rabbit were now looking increasingly hopeless and that she had gone on a wild goose chase for nothing while finding herself lost in this strange world that was most certainly not Earth. She couldn't quite believe how long she had been out in this forest for and that if time was the same back on Earth then surely it would be getting close to the evening.

With the sense that she felt she had been on nothing sort of a wild goose chase, Alice huffed crossly and sat down on a fallen tree. "Oh, damn. Why did I follow that rabbit? Now I'll have to go back...that is, if I can find my way home...home."

Now Alice found herself in an unfortunate situation that she didn't know, other than perhaps asking the White Rabbit as to how to get to her world. Then again when she muttered the word 'home' it did not feel right as she never fit into anything, the oddest girl growing up in Scotland was she? Truth be told she was feeling conflicted on her current predicament and where she truly belonged.

Checking her pockets, she found out that she had left her phone back up at her flat and there was no way to contact anyone, then again Alice scoffed at the notion of trying to get a signal out in this strange world if she had phone on her. Alice thought about her situation that even if she did know of a way back, would she want to go back to her dull and boring life?

She couldn't tell but the more she sat here and stared around at the strange yet oddly calm setting, the more she felt a feeling of excitement and wonder that all seem to be telling her that this was the place for her. Maybe she was stuck here forever but would anyone care for her?

Just that thought of being trapped on a strange world with no way back home was beginning to strangely turn her on (she always did have weird urges and fetishes) and she found herself slipping her two fingers under her jeans and started playing with herself for not the first time that day. She always needed to pleasure herself at the most inappropriate moments and places.

As she was in the process of getting her underwear wet once again, she had not noticed that up on a thick branch looking down at this horny girl was a strange creature with glowing yellow eyes and one large toothy grin.

Oh yes, she would be perfect it thought. Just as Alice was about to climax, she heard a voice from the trees singing and the girl gasped and stood up quickly looking wide eyed.

"Who's there?!"

"T'was brilling and the slithy toves," sang a strange voice in which Alice saw the grin and big eyes. Alice didn't know what to think when she saw those mad yellow eyes, still his singing seemed nice she suppose.

"Now who could-"

"I be?" The voice interrupted and soon the thing in the trees revealed itself showing to be a large, chunky cat...a purple cat with pink stripes running along its body as well as a big fluffy tail. Truly unlike any cat that Alice had seen before.

"Why...you're a cat!" Alice smiled, forgetting that she had been caught doing something that the cat wasn't meant to see.

"A Cheshire Cat," the Cat replied using his fluffy tail to lift off his ears as if they were on a headband. The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice looking awestruck.

It looked good-natured, she thought. Still, the cat had very long claws and a great many teeth, so she felt that it ought to be treated with respect. "Cheshire Puss," she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

"I don't much care where—" said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

"-so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.

"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she tried another question. "What sort of people live about here?"

"In that direction," the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad, though I would say the Hatter might be right for you."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked with annoyance.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad and surely soon you'll be mad."

"How do you know that I would be mad?" Asked Alice, though she was curious as to why the Cat was leaning on her to visit this Hatter.

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

Truth be told, the Cat did have a point. She was rather mad to go down that rabbit hole, get lost and start playing with herself in a strange woodland; all of this would have been avoided has she not decided to follow that rabbit. Her mother would have a fit if she could see what Alice was doing, but the blonde-haired woman didn't care for that; she just had mad urges... Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on.

"And how do you know that you're mad?"

"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"

"I suppose so," replied Alice thoughtfully.

"Well, then," the Cat went on, "you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, then I wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore, I'm mad."

"I call it purring, not growling," Alice corrected.

"Call it what you like," replied the Cat. "But I can see you wish to know about the Mad Hatter?"

"Well of course," Alice nodded, "who is the Hatter?"

The Cat giggled and began to float down beside Alice to slowly start circling her. "He is like you Earth girl but not...a different species to you that I must add he is a lost king."

"A king? Alice spluttered at this unexpected fact. "But does he have a castle or a kingdom?"

"Oh, his family did once," the Cat reflected, "until the mad queen beheaded his family and left him as the last of the Hightop clan...drove the Hatter all a bit mad. Since then, Wonderland has been ruled by the Queen of Hearts and always seems to be off her head in more ways than one."

Alice was now greatly intrigued but this revelation about Wonderland. Kings, queens, and clans? Now her curiosity spark had been lit and this did not go unnoticed by the Cat.

The girl crossed her arms and muttered, "Goodness, he must feel lonely and—"

"You'll be his perfect mate to help regain Wonderland," the Cat butted in and started giggling to himself as he floated back up to the branch he had been relaxing on before. It took a moment for Alice to dawn on her by what the Cat was suggesting to her and not surprisingly, she looked annoyed by such a scenario. "Well, I never! I would have to be mad to do a thing like that! I don't even know the man!"

"Oh, but you are mad already by the way you were playing with yourself just now," the Cat laughed. "Then again as I have already mentioned, we are all mad here for about the millionth time!"

Alice tried to respond to the Cat. Was she already slipping into madness the more time she spent here in Wonderland? While she had no intention at following the Cat's proposal, she was curious to see who this so called 'Mad Hatter' was and if he was really all what the Cat was making him out to be.

So many thoughts came to Alice and this Hatter who was some lost king and an evil queen who now ruled Wonderland. Something in her curious nature made her want to know more about this strange land as she felt that with what the Cheshire Cat had told her that he had barely scratched the surface of what Wonderland had to offer. Before she could question the Cat for any further details, she could see that the Cat was gone and nowhere around the area.

"Oh well then," Alice sighed, "I suppose I need to find a place to rest, it is getting late and what is the time? Bother, I should've had a watch with me."

With that said, Alice began walking off in the direction in which the Cat had pointed and went off to find the Mad Hatter. Little was she to know that she was about to meet a man who was unlike anyone she had met before. Maybe then once she met him she was about to fall into more madness...with hopefully some tea and cake included. She really could do with some of the latter as her stomach began to gurgle.

And so our dear Alice is off to meet the Mad Hatter, or will she...? Review if you want to find out more...!