Chapter 14: A Violin and New Friends Later...

Exam's done guys! :D

Oh and I applied for a second degree, I hope I can get interviewed and passed the selection. Waaa!

Another good news! (beside my comeback obv) ... Is that, I posted the sidestory of this story! :D

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You might wanna read the first chapter though, it's kinda related to the previous chapter of this story.

And... Another news... I... Am planning... For a new story in a different fandom! (/*^*)/

I made plans for Death Note already, and also Overlord, and also Legend of Mana (SquareEnix), and Shokugeki no Souma, aaand Shingeki no Kyojin / Attack On Titan. Yep, that's a lot. But ehh~ I got bored and ideas came crashing down like meteor shower when I watched those. If you guys have any recommendations for me, which to work on, type a review on what you think and I'll give you a cookie :D

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Remy turned the next page and instantly interested in the illustration drawn on it. It was a picture of a bank of a swamp. There was a tortoise shell and something leaning beside it that looked like a mask. She narrowed her eyes and pulled the book closer. There are two holes in a line that could make up for eyes.

"It's a mask..." she mumbled.

Then the door to the resting room opened and Remy looked up.

Patrick stepped out of the room with a bowl of water.

"How are they?" she asked.

Patrick glanced at her and forced a smile. "They're fine. You don't need to worry." And then he disappeared into the small hallway door.

Just after the hallway door closed, the front door opened, revealing a grinning Gowland.

"Hello Remy." he sat beside her.

"Hello mister Gowland." She greeted back. "Your work done?"

"I'm taking a break. How are you?" he asked, rubbing her head.

"Better. Doctor will change my bandage after this."

He grinned, "We can go together then."

She smiled. "Why you want Wemy go with you, mister?"

He frowned, "Don't call me mister. I'm not that old."

"You are old." Patrick suddenly sat on her right, bandages in hand.

"We both are." Gowland argued.

Patrick snorted while Remy smiled at the two of them. She turned right slightly to get her wound treated. The doctor removed her bandage and Gowland watched with a slightly surprised face.

"That's a nasty wound, Remy." He commented.

"Is it?" she asked, pouted a bit.

Gowland nodded.

"All wounds are nasty. Don't think about it too much." Patrick said.

"Way to go, Pat." Gowland reprimanded.

"My forehead look bad." She added.

"It doesn't." Patrick said.

"Liar." Both Remy and Gowland said at the same time.

The doctor stared at them. 'The more they meet, the more they look alike.' And then he sighed, "I lied. Your forehead look bad." Then he put on a new bandage.

Remy pouted, "Yuck."

"You don't seem sad." Gowland pointed out.

"It's Wemy's fault. Not careful." She said. Accepting what she learned from her conversation with Nightmare last night.

Gowland nodded absentmindedly. And after Patrick was done bandaging her head, Gowland asked. "Hey, did the cat visit? I haven't seen him all day."

"Bowis pass out with Piws." Remy answered, pointing to the resting room.

Gowland raised his eyebrows, "He? Why? How?"

"Doctor said, a ghost appeared and scared them." She giggled.

The owner blinked. "Ghost? In my park?"

Patrick waved his hand, "Haehh~ Go back to work. She'll be here reading and I need to do something."

"Hm. Was the ghost that scary?" Gowland ignored Patrick.

Remy shook her head, "I don't know. But I'm not scared."

"You were sleeping. Now get back to work, Gowly. You had your break." The doctor pulled one of his hands.

"Hey hey alright~" Gowland stood up and walked to the door. "We'll walk tomorrow Remy!" and the door closed.

She watched Patrick went to the hallway door, "Femy, don't go anywhere until I get back." He looked at her.

She nodded, "Okay." Then he disappeared again behind those doors and she continued reading the book.

Everything was quiet for a few moments before Gowland returned.

"Hey Pat, where's my—oh hello Remy. Where's Pat?" He asked.

"Gowland need something?" she asked.

"Yes uhh—my violin. I think I brought it here just now." He said.

She frowned. "You didn't bring anything."

He blinked. "I didn't?"

She shook her head.

"Oh... Hm. Where did I put it then?" he mumbled to himself.

Remy watched him thinking and considered helping him find his violin. Since he needed to get back to work. So she put down the book and stood up, forgetting Patrick's request. "Gowland?" she called.

He heard her and glanced over, "Hmm?"

"Go work. Wemy find it for you." She walked up to him.

His eyebrows rose, "You will?" she nodded. "Naa~ I'll just send my workers to find it."

"But Wemy wanna help. As thank you?" she tilted her head.

Gowland thought for a second. "Is it okay for you to walk around?" she nodded again. "Alright then. Thank you Remy~" he hugged her and patted her head. "If you find it, bring it here. 'kay?"

She smiled. "Okay."

Remy wandered the streets of the Amusement Park with a smile. The park was so colorful and filled with interesting things. There were stands, people wearing costumes, and well.. All of them were eyeless. Or faceless, like Patrick had said. Remy was a bit uncomfortable when she first stepped out of the infirmary. It's not every day you see people with no eyes, right? But she got used to it after walking around and assuring herself that this was something normal in Wonderland.

She passed the Roller Coaster and frowned a bit when she heard people riding it screaming. She still couldn't believe people ride those just to scream their lungs out. Her brother said it was fun and they're screaming their happiness, but those screams still didn't look like a happy scream for her. It's just her opinion though. She's just scared to ride it since it's so high and fast. And she's so small. She would like to ride that someday when she wasn't afraid anymore.

She passed the coaster and saw many shops and stands. Clothes shop, furniture shop, food and beverages stands, and even accessories. A pendant caught her eyes as she passed the accessories stand and she stopped to look at it from outside the glass. It was a pendant, with a tosca droplet-shaped small gem.

'It's beautiful.' She thought. She then continued her walk. She had no money, so she couldn't buy that. It would have been a good present for her sister after she went back home.

She looked around again, her eyes glancing around trying to spot a violin. A sound caught her ears and she turned her head to find the source. There was a medium indoor area filled with tables and chairs and food stands lined up. There was a pretty big sign read 'FOOD COURT' above the place. She walked to that place and stopped by the entrance, studying the place from her spot.

The place was pretty crowded. Now that she's near, she could see there were many food stands. One of them serves sandwiches and she guessed that the doctor probably bought his sandwiches here. She heard that sound again and looked to the corner end of the room to find some of the workers playing instruments.

"Maybe they know something..?" She mumbled. Besides, she had not asked anyone about the violin. Asking them maybe a good start.

She walked up to them and sat by the table nearest to them. She would not disturb them in the middle of their play, so might as well enjoy herself while she waited. The music was only instrumental, consisted of a trumpet, a drum, and a guitar. No one sang. She felt that it would be better if someone sang along since it's a pretty high-spirited music, but she still appreciated it none the less.

After a few minutes, they were done and Remy came over.

"Excuse me?" Remy said.

"Oh hello sweety~ Would you like a replay of the recent music?" asked the female one.

"The first or the one we just played?" asked one of the two males.

Remy smiled and shook her head. "Oh umm.. No thank you. I want ask something."

"What is it?" asked the other male, putting down the guitar and turning his attention to her. "Hey~ If it isn't the little role holder. What brings you here, missy?"

'Role holder?' she asked inwardly. "Do you see Gowland's violin?"

The three of them paused. "He lost it?" one of them asked.

Remy nodded. "Do you see it?"

"Oh... Uhh, no. What do you need it for?" asked one of the men.

"I want to return it to him." Remy answered.

The three faceless looked at each other and the woman said, "I'm afraid we haven't seen it, dear. We've been here the whole time."

"Oh..." Remy's eyes casted away for a few seconds. 'Where could it be?'

She looked back to the three of them and smiled, "Thank you ma'am, mister."

"Sorry we're not very helpful." Said the guitar man.

Remy shook her head. "It's okay. I enjoy your playing just now. Thank you."

The woman smiled, "We're glad you enjoyed it."

Remy waved them a byebye, "You're welcome. I'll go find somewhere. Bye bye."

"Bye bye~" they waved back.

'So food court... No-no.' Remy thought as she left the food court. She walked around again and began asking more people.

After what seemed like hours, Remy stopped walking and sighed deeply.

Just then, the time changed to evening. As the sky's color turning orange hues, the lamps in the park lit up as well as the shops' and stands' lamps. They shone the amusement park and the place was even more interesting than before.

Remy looked around the park with a big smile on her face. 'It's so beautiful and bright.' She thought.

Feeling her spirit returned, she started walking again, but grimaced a bit when she felt the sore in her feet. She looked around for a bench to sit on and immediately walked to it when she found one. She sat on it and pushed her back against the wood to get her feet up from the ground. She sighed. If it wasn't because of her sore feet, she would still be searching by now and probably found it faster.

She let her eyes wandered around to take a look at her surrounding while she rested. Even though it's evening now, the crowd of people didn't seem to decrease. If anything, it seemed to increase. She couldn't help but think that Gowland must be a hard-working man, opening his amusement park even on evenings. This made her more determined to find the violin. Besides, it's the least she could do to pay him back for letting her stay.

'I will find your violin Gowland.' She smiled confidently. She reached both her arms beside her to jump down the bench but stopped when her left hand brushed something. She looked to the side and blinked. There, just a few centimeters next to her, was a violin.

'Could it be...?' she reached out to the instrument and took it in her hands. She examined it for a few moments to confirm that it was indeed a violin. It was. She raised her head and looked around her, making sure that nobody was looking for it before smiling and nodded to herself. This must be Gowland's violin.

She jumped down from the bench, taking the bow and ran. A bright smile on her face. She found it! Now she could thank him!

She ran to the direction she came from and stopped at an intersection. She looked around trying to spot the ice cream shop she passed after she left the food court. Spotting the big shop logo she was looking for, she went to the right and continued running. Well her feet did feel sore, but it was a few minutes ago before she found the violin. Now it still felt sore, but she didn't really care. She wanted to get this violin to Gowland and said her 'thank you'.

She was so caught up in her mind that she didn't see someone ran out of the ice cream shop as she passed in front of it. They both crashed into each other and Remy stumbled on her feet before she fell forward.

Her eyes widened. 'The violin!' if she did not raise her hands now, the violin would crash to the ground and break! She immediately raised her hands and head as she fell. She shut her eyes tight and braced herself for the impact.

SRAAKKKK

She could feel her chin scraped the ground and her body followed suit. She gritted her teeth and whimpered. It hurts! But at least the violin's okay. She opened her eyes slowly and saw a man and a lady in front of her came over to her.

"Oh my! Are you alright?" asked the lady.

Remy glanced at the instrument in her hands, and then she sighed.

"Here let me help you." The man said, and he helped her sat up slowly.

"Hey! Watch it!" the person said behind her.

"What is it brother?" asked another voice also behind her.

"That kid crashed into me!" said the first voice.

"Hey!" the second exclaimed.

Remy sat up with the help of the man and immediately examined the violin, ignoring both parties and her injuries. She needed to make sure the violin had no scratch. Once she's sure, she put the violin on the pavement and checked her wounds. She whimpered when she felt her feet ached. She stretched her left foot to the side. She then checked her upper arms which were scratched and red, probably going to bleed if she scraped the pavement further. And she felt stinging sensation on her chin. She hissed and raised her head up a bit.

The lady gasped, "Your chin! It's bleeding!"

"Let's take you to the infirmary." The man put his hand on her back and helped her to stand as she wobbled with her injured ankle.

Then there was a huff behind her, "Hey! Are you gonna ignore me?!" yelled the person behind her, presumably the one she crashed just now.

The lady stepped forward beside her, "You also crashed her! She's bleeding!"

"Meh. We don't care with you faceless." Said the second voice.

"Yeah. If she doesn't say sorry we'll chop her and you two to pieces."

"Why don't we chop them now brother?"

"Hey that's a good idea!"

Then sounds of clanking could be heard. Remy heard the lady gasped and she turned around to see two look alike boys readying axes in their hands and looking at them with a smirk. Remy's eyes widened. What are they going to do? She immediately stepped in front of the lady and stretched her hands.

"No! Don't hurt the lady!" Remy yelled.

"She talks a lot." One of the boys said, he wore a blue stripped shirt and blue hat.

"But that don't mean you hurt her." Remy turned around, "Thank you ma'am, sir, I will say my sorry to them." She bowed her head to them, ignoring her injuries.

"Oh dear, you better get that chin treated immediately after this alright?" said the lady.

Remy smiled although painfully. "Yes, I will. Thank you."

The lady smiled and she and the man left. Remy turned back to the boys to see them looking at her with a frown.

"Um... Sorry. I didn't look when I run." Remy apologized.

The boys were still looking at her with a pretty serious face before the red one remembered something, "Hey brother, isn't big sis said a little girl with bandaged head?"

The blue hummed, "Yea. Do you think she's the one?"

The red one hummed.

Remy looked at the two of them with confused face. She didn't understand what they were talking about. But she needed to go back fast. So she wobbled to the violin and took it along with the bow and said to them, "I'm so sorry. But I must go." Then she turned to walk away but ended up falling again. "Oof!"

The twins looked at each other.

"I'm Tweedle Dee, and he's my brother Tweedle Dum!"

"We're both the Bloody Twins! What's your name?"

"Wemilia. They call me Wemy."

"Wemy. That's cute!"

"Yea! You're cute!"

"Um... Thank you?"

The twins laughed.

It was a bit unexpected but everything was sort out well between the three of them. She didn't really get it, but they were now on their way to the infirmary, with Dee bringing Remy and Dum bringing the violin. One of her foot was sprained, as the twins said, and Dee instantly latched her on his hips and Dum brought the violin for her. They, they were nice... even though they brought... axes everywhere?

"So you know the mouse, Wemy?" asked Dum, the boy with the red outfit and eyes, from her left.

Remy nodded, "Yes. Piws so nice." Ignoring the mispronunciation problem.

Dee, the one with the blue outfit and eyes, scowled, "He's dirty. You shouldn't be near him."

"No he's not. Piws smell good. Like coffee." She replied.

"Eh? You smell the mouse?" Dum asked, his face turned sour.

"Ew."

"He hold me like this too, how can I not smell him?" Remy asked.

"Aaah~" both twins said.

"Do you like the mouse?" Dee asked.

"Yep." She answered.

"Brother told you he's dirty, don't like him." Dum added.

Remy frowned, "But he's nice and kind. He carry me."

"We're also nice and kind. Don't you like us?" asked Dum. "See? I carry the violin."

"Yeah. And I carry you. We're nice and kind so you must like us too." Dee added, smilling.

That was a logical thinking, but Remy didn't feel it right. But... She also didn't really know how to explain it to them so she just smile at their statement. They were nice and kind, but she still thought that Pierce was more kind because he didn't bring any weapons with him and scare people with it. She felt a slight pulse in her head and silently screamed to push it back.

"Hey why aren't you answering us? Don't you like us?" Dum asked, poking her left side to get her attention.

Remy smiled at him, "Maybe later." She answered weakly.

"Later? What kind of answer is that?" Dum frowned. "Are you okay?"

Dee glanced at her.

"Head hurt a little, but still okay."

Dee frowned. He didn't understand why she felt pain in her head while the injuries were her chin and feet. "You're weird, Wemy. But it's okay cause you're cute."

"Yeah." Dum agreed, swinging the violin in his hands.

Remy watched Dum with slight horror, "P-Pwease don't do that. It's Gowland's violin."

But Dum kept on swinging. "Why's the old man's violin with you?" he asked.

"Did you steal it?" Dee asked, looking at her.

Remy looked at the both of them, "No, he lost it. I find for him."

Dee scrunched up his face, "You should've just let it be. He plays awful."

"Have you ever heard it before? It hurts my ears." Dum added.

"Not nice, bwother Dee. People sing and play awful, but they tried, so pwease appreciate it." She reprimanded.

Dee stopped walking and turned to look at her again, "Hey Wemy, say that again."

Dum stopped also and watched the both of them.

Remy blinked, "Appreciate it?"

"No. Before that."

She tried to remember. "...People sing and play—"

"Before that."

Remy blinked her eyes several times. "Not nice, bwother Dee."

Dee grinned. "That!" the blue boy exclaimed, making her a bit surprised at the sudden exclamation.

Dum looked at his brother curiously, "What is it brother?"

Dee looked at him, "It felt good when she calls me 'Brother Dee'."

"Heeee... Call my name too!" Dum stood close to her and leaned his head closer to her, watching her intently with excited face.

Remy looked at him with confusion, but she did it anyway. "Bwother...Dum?"

Dum grinned and laughed. "Haha! You're right brother! It felt good!"

"Call us that from now on!"

"Yeah!"

Remy looked at them awkwardly, not really getting the random distraction but she agreed to it because her head didn't appreciate more thinking. "Okay."

The twins 'hooray'-ed.

"Can we call you li'l sis?" Dum asked excitedly.

Remy nodded away and the twins 'hooray'-ed once again.

They walked some more and when the infirmary finally came into view, a smile drew itself on Remy's face. Finally! Her chin stung so much and her feet still felt numb. Not to mention the forming head ache. She wanted to return the violin, get her wound treated, and then rest. She started imagining it in her mind and leaned her head on Dee's shoulder, a weak smile on her face. But that smile disappeared the closer she got to the front door, as she could see the door had holes in it and the sound of guns shooting could be heard coming from inside.

Dum stopped at the door and turned to Dee, "What happened?"

Dee shrugged, "I don't know."

Then Dum opened the door and Dee followed behind him with Remy.

The place was in...chaos. There were cracks on the walls, holes on the ceiling and couches, books and papers and...bullets...scattered on the floor, and the coffee table was broken into half. Whoever made this mess, if Patrick saw it, he's going to be so so mad. And the people that were probably responsible for all of this were in front of them.

Boris, Gowland, Pierce, a man with a big bow tie, and a bunny man. Standing still with guns in their hands and their eyes glued to the newcomers in the infirmary door. Silence was in the air as both parties studied each other.

Remy was taken aback with the mess sprawled in front of her, particularly two of Gowland's workers and one man with white hair that was lying on the floor, bleeding and not moving. She didn't know what happened to them. But when she glanced at the guns the men was holding, she instantly drew a conclusion that they were badly hurt and possibly unconscious by now. But that thought immediately retreated back into her mind as she felt her fear rising up at the scene. She clutched Dee like her life depended on him.

"Where the hell were you, you stupid kids?!" yelled the bunny man.

Remy jolted at the sudden volume and clutched Dee's shoulder tighter.

Dee glanced at Remy for a second before yelling back at the bunny man, "Hey don't yell!"

"Yea! You're scaring li'l sis!" Dum yelled at the bunny man too.

The bunny man glared at the two of them. From his position, which was two meters away from Dee's right, he could not see Remy because Dee was carrying her on his left side. So he didn't get what they meant and glared at them.

"I don't care who you're referring to but I'm sick of you two for not doing your job right!" the bunny man yelled. He swung his left hand which was holding a gun to Dee.

Dee immediately ducked his upper body forward, dodging the strike. But with the strike successfully dodged by Dee, Remy came into view. And since she was holding Dee so tight, Dee's sudden movements surprised her and made her swayed a bit and lost her grip. The bunny man's eyes widened as he saw Remy, but it happened too fast and it was impossible for him to stop his hand. A loud smack was heard as the gun hit Remy's forehead. The force was too much that it sent her and Dee backwards and they hit the wall.

Remy instantly cried.

"Remy/Lemy/Li'l sis!"

Boris eyes turned to slit, "You son of a—"

"Hatter..." Gowland glared at the bunny man with intense killing aura swirling all around him.

"Uhh..."

Both Gowland and Boris seemed to prepare to jump at the bunny man, who was still shocked at the sudden predicament.

Then suddenly, there was a sound of door opening and another person entered the area.

"Peeemmyy~ Let's have lunch together!"

Patrick stopped dead in his tracks at the scene presented in front of him.

His infirmary was in chaos, like the calamity itself had come up from its very lair to plant one of its seed to it. Bullets and dead bodies on his floor, papers and books scattered around, holes on almost every corner...

He didn't know what he should think at the moment, he didn't know what to do, but he knew what he felt when he saw Remy, there in the arms of one of the bloody twins, with an almost removed bandage on her hair, a bloody chin, and a reddening forehead that threatened to swell in mere seconds. And she's crying.

The doctor ape wasted no time for his instincts to kick in, as he let the banshee loose once again.

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"GRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRKKKKKK!"