Wonderland wasn't the most desireable world to be in for an undetermined amount of time seeing how easy it was to get lost, but it would certainly work in the trio's favour if Sora popped up. Demyx was certainly not looking forward to seeing the kid again after hearing how he had blindly attacked Marluxia.

"So how are we doing this? Wandering until we find heartless? Or should we whack at the air?" Demyx wondered out loud.

Larxene scrunched up her face thinking, "I guess we should make sure you're actually holding the thing right so you can get a good swing in."

Demyx stuck out his tongue at her as he raised his arm above his head, keyblade forming. "Pretty sure the handle is pretty self explanatory," he said.

She rolled her eyes as she examined Demyx's fighting stance, "Well at least you're well grounded."

His stance echoed how he held the sitar, feet apart and knees bent, one hand holding the handle of the sitar, and the other held farther out from his body semi awkwardly without having a definite place for it anymore. Larxene considered how he had never fought with anything but magic and was satisfied enough. Larxene summoned her own and looked around for something to hit. Luck struck them as a single shadow heartless rose from the ground not too far away.

"Ok," she said, "all you're going to do-" she rushed up to the shadow and confidently swung her keyblade into it, "-is aim for the body and swing."

Demyx let his stance drop and stared, "Ok. That's…. I had figured that part out myself."

Marluxia spoke up, "I would suggest just fighting a few and seeing what happens. I mean, your fighting styles and keyblades are pretty different."

"Yeah… I'm not sprinting at every heartless I see. It's a bit smaller, but Arpeggio Jr. is still not exactly light weight," Demyx stated.

Larxene harrumphed as another shadow appeared, "Fine then. Go hit that one."

He turned to it and jogged in it's direction. When only a few feet away, he dropped back into his low stance and swung as it lunged at him. Demyx stared at the heart that rose from where the shadow used to be. "Hey!" he smiled, "I got one!"

"Haven't you fought them before?" Marluxia asked, confused.

Demyx let his keyblade vanish and turned back toward him, "Well yeah but that was as a merperson most of the time and it was just panicked swinging. I never really figured out the whole moving around to the targets thing."

Several more shadows and a few operas suddenly appeared, scattered in all directions.

"Well here's your chance!" Larxene yelled back as she began charging the creatures.

Keyblade back in hand, Demyx ran into the fight as well. Thankfully, there weren't very many. They were all spread out which certainly allowed Demyx a better chance to figure out maneuvers without being overwhelmed. Sadly, because they were so spread out, the trio had been lured in seperate directions.

When Demyx vanquished the last yellow opera, he turned back ready to tackle whichever his friends was closer into a victory hug, but he found himself alone.

"... of all the places to be separated." Demyx let out a big breath of exasperation and rolled his shoulders. "I'm going to go chill with Luxord. No wild goose chase for me."

He let his keyblade disappear and shoved his hands into his hoodie pockets to start walking down the path towards the Hatter's house.. Panic bubbled in his chest but he willed it to disperse enough to think clearly. Marly and Larx knew he was there. They knew he was on the same world and wouldn't leave him there. Demyx stopped and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. He wouldn't be abandoned.

After a few minutes chasing away the thoughts of being left behind, he started walking again, faster this time. He knew it'd be a long walk since Wonderland didn't like taking you where you wanted to go right away, but he didn't really care that much. The world didn't seem to care where it took him either as the path started to become cloaked with smoke.

Coughing a bit and waving the thick smoke away from his face, Demyx turned and saw a caterpillar on a mushroom.

"Whooooo are yoooou?" it asked, blowing smoke directly at Demyx.

He coughed again, "Wh-what?"

The caterpillar seemed displeased as it repeated, "Whooo are yoooou?"

Demyx blinked before answering, "Demyx…"

"That doesn't seem right," it answered, leering at him.

He dug his hands deeper into his pockets, "Well that's my name so…"

Leaning farther toward Demyx, the blue bug stared at him, "Are you sure?"

"Ok so it's not my original name but it's still my name," he squirmed. Demyx was getting the heeby jeebies. Bugs shouldn't be able to stare into your soul and the smoke seriously stunk.

The caterpillar seemed satisfied but still disdainful, sitting back up and taking a deep breath from his pipe, "Names are names. Perhaps it was your first name that wasn't your real name. You must decide which it is. Confusion about your name shouldn't come from yourself. If you aren't sure, how should other people be?"

Demyx stared, eyes wide in a mixture of being creeped out and because this creepy crawler was actually pretty smart, "Um… ok."

Smoking from his pipe again, the caterpillar gave a sagely nod and let out the breath. The smoke thickened until it was gone and Demyx was alone again on the path.

He shook his head, "Man. This world really likes to mess with your head."

He couldn't shake off what the overgrown bug had said, though. Demyx was so distracted repeating what he had told him over and over that he didn't notice that he had come to stand in front of the gate to the Hatter's house. The shrill noise of bubbling teapots and the clatter of teacups were joined by chatter and occasional offended shout.

Demyx pushed open the gate and trudged his way into the garden, half focused on the caterpillar and half on rejoining his friends. Happily, the world finally seemed to have taken a liking to him as Marluxia and Larxene were nearly buried in biscuits and teacups, trying to tell the March Hare that no, they were fine with only seventeen and three quarters of a biscuit. He held back a laugh at the sight of Marluxia having a half teacup balanced on his head, arms full of more cups and biscuits, while Larxene was trying to keep one precariously on her shoulder from falling along with the several cups in her hands.

"Hey!" Demyx cheered as he jogged over to the chair next to Marluxia and plopped into it, taking one of the cups and biscuits from his hands but leaving the one perched on his head.

"Demyx if you're taking some at least take that one!" he exclaimed as it wobbled on his head dangerously.

Demyx struggled to keep from choking on his biscuit as he couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on!" Larxene yelled, "That Rabbit keeps giving us more tea and Luxord won't do anything about it!"

Luxord chuckled as Demyx finally noticed he was also sitting at the table, still playing his solitaire, "You seem to have finally figured out how to get around here. And don't mind the Hare, he likes the company."

"At least the Hatter seems to have left for the moment," Demyx giggled, imagining the chaos if he was also there screaming about jam.

His two friends' faces morphed into panic. "THERE'S ANOTHER?" Larxene shouted. "NOPE, I'M DONE."

The cup on her shoulder finally fell to the ground. Marluxia was startled enough from her outburst the one on his head also lost balance and fell along with a few of his biscuits.

The March Hare saw this and screamed, "YOU LIKE THE TEA! YOU SHOULD HAVE MORE!"

Larxene and Marluxia all but bolted from their seats, teacups clattering onto the table and grass as they yelled their goodbyes to Luxord over their shoulder.

Demyx grabbed another biscuit and stuffed it in his mouth as he waved goodbye. Luxord waved back as Demyx sprinted to catch up to his friends. Marluxia surprisingly had taken the lead and had stopped, cloak half on, making a portal and standing beside it to flail his arm while shouting, "GO GO GO!" Larxene practically dived into it with her jacket just staying on by the hood on her head, and Demyx almost had to stop he was laughing so hard. He only made it through the portal with his cloak tied around his waist because Marluxia grabbed him and threw him into it, jumping in after him.

"We have to back to Wonderland later!" Demyx laughed.

Larxene and Marluxia shouted a unanimous, "NO."