Oh dear lord Jesus! I didn't think that people would like this story.
I had planned to update it every month on the 20th, but got a little itsy bitsy sidetracked. I am so sorry!
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For the first time in Mae's life, she saw it snowing in Underland. The vibrantly colored land was covered in a blanket of white and it took Mae quite a long moment to spot the White Queen's figure. She blends in so much.
"Sister, it is such a joy to see you here once again. I see that fate has treated your head well." The White Queen smiled pleasantly, her hands moving as if she were conducting a soft ballad with each word. Mae giggled slightly, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Yes, I have been told that my head was quite… tragic… in my past life." Mae made a motion with her arms and mouthed the world ginormous. This action made the Queen stifle a laugh. Mae felt a shiver rack her. "I do wish that a certain feline had told me of the snow before I came. It is quite chilly out." Mae shot a playful glare at Chessur. He, in turn, just grinned and disappeared. Mae shook her head.
"Ah, do come inside the palace, sister. We have warm clothes and a place for you to stay while we renovate the Red Kingdom to suit your… current self." She smiled gently at Mae, as if to tell her that she meant no offence. None taken, thought Mae as she followed her sister.
"You mean my non-murdery self." Mae sighed, looking around at the trees. "The trees look chilled to the core, why not give them scarves?" Mae wondered off to lay a palm on one of the tree's trunks,
"That is actually a marvelous idea, Mae. I do not know why I did not think of that." The Queen smiled at her warmly. "Until just now we have been telling them warm things in order to try and heat them. I think scarves could work much better, though." Mae was so happy to be praised by Mirana.
"Um, your Majesty." She called out, becoming slightly self conscious. Mirana turned towards her, raising an eyebrow. "Tarrant isn't anywhere near, is he?" Mae looked down at her shoes and scuffed her feet on the path. Mirana smiled sweetly at her and placed a white hand on her shoulder.
"There is no need for such formality with me. We are sisters, Mae." She gave Mae's shoulder a light squeeze. "As for Mr. Hightopp, he is currently leading the renovations on the Red Castle." Mae let out a breath that she didn't know that she'd been holding.
"He doesn't know that it's me, does he?" She smiled sadly at the thought of her friend's eyes when he found out. The betrayal that would appear, then the anger, then the hatred. "Down with the Bloody Big Head." She whispered to herself.
Mirana wrapped her arm around Mae's shoulder sympathetically. "He does not know, but he will not be angry or cruel towards you, my sister. You are not the other, and you will never be." She patted Mae's arm lightly. "Now, let us get you inside and into some warmer clothes. Would you prefer anything in particular to be dressed in? My staff is capable of most anything." Mirana smiled brightly at Mae as they made their way inside.
"I do have a bit of a request, if you believe that they could manage it." Mae smiled at her sister. It felt weird to call her that, but that is what they were, right? Sisters? Allies?
Tarrant mumbled to himself as he watched over the renovations of the Red Castle. They were currently draining the moat of all the blood and heads that Iracebeth had thrown in there. "The blasted Bloody Big Head." He growled under his breath, his eyes beginning to turn a hateful red color. His hands were clenched in fists that were shaking with his rage.
"Ah, Hatter. Nice to see you so… energetic." The Cheshire's grin widened in the air and his body soon became visible. Tarrant calmed himself quickly. "Could you be anxious to see who our new Red Queen is?" Chessur said, examining his claws and then looking to the Hatter.
Tarrant let out a low growl and his anger flared once more. "Chessur, I am loyal to our Queen, but this is absolutely absurd. She banished the Bloody Big Head for a reason. I will not accept any reincarnation of her. They will all be the same as her. A heart that evil can never change, not even in another life." He was panting slightly from his outburst. His eyes cooled down and he stood straight, fixing his hat. "But that is just my opinion on the matter. To what do I owe this visit, my friend?"
Chessur chuckled as he looked out to the workers. "Aside from the Red Queen matter… One of our dear friends is in Underland."
"Alice?" The Hatter asked hopefully, his clothing taking on lighter hues. Chessur shook his head. Tarrant's clothes dimmed again. "Then who?"
Chessur slowly began to disappear, only his grin remaining as the name slipped past his pearly white teeth.
"Mae."
An image of a blonde-haired and blue-eyed young girl flashed through the Hatter's mind. A grin slowly forming on his pale face. "Ah, Chessur. I never thought that you could have brought me such glorious news." With that he turned to make his way to Marmoreal, telling the workers that their work was done for the day. He had a skip in his step as he made his way to his home. Glad that he was finally able to meet his old friend again.