We're All Mad Here

by AvionVadion

When Alice finished her game, a new game was needed. So Peter, lost as Alice stayed with Blood, was sent to fetch a new player-a young sarcastic girl named Alexis, who was chosen for her fear of being hated. Now living at the Tower of Clover with the Lizard and the Caterpillar, she wanders around Wonderland. But, will a certain mouse catch her attention? OCxPierce AlicexBlood

8. Forbidden Doors

I was wandering this blank abyss-which still looked like a badly painted outer space art project. My eyes were closed, as I was seeing if I could fall asleep within a dream, and I was just walking in a slow pace, my breathing calm and neutral. There were things that were passing through my mind-things such as my old friends, my new friends, why Pierce was so kissy, why Ace was so deranged, and if my old friends hated me for leaving them, and if my new friends hated me for coming here.

Pierce...I don't think hates me. I think he thinks that I hate him. Which I don't. He's utterly adorable. Though all the affection can get on my nerves.

I wish I knew how Sarah, Jack, and Erin were doing... Dad. Brother...

I found a door in front of me. It was a french glass door, and through it I could make out the image of a young man tinkering with something on his bed in a very, very messy bedroom. He had shaggy dirty-blonde hair that hung in his face and brown eyes. He was lean, with quite a bit of arm muscle, and was decked out in a small brown vest with a pink button-up underneath, the sleeves rolled up. He wore khakis, and his glasses looked like they were about to fall off of his handsome face.

"Derek..." My brother. He loved to fix things. I may have been the only one out of our family who didn't want to build or fix things, but I was a workaholic just like them. I'd stay up until five o-clock on a school night typing fanfiction without getting up to eat or drink anything. Not very healthy, but it was kinda how our family worked.

I turned my head and found another door-this one a stained glass. It had flowers decorated on it in the colors of blue, red, and green. Inside was Sarah, laughing at something Jack said before glancing nervously at her phone. She appeared to be waiting nervously for a text.

The last door-an old Russian rustic door-held a small mail-opener in it, that allowed me to lift it up and peek inside. Messy brown hair and dark eyes, arguing fervently with a police officer. He looked very similar to Derek, with the high cheek bones and the stubborn chin. They even had the same forehead. He wore a magenta sweater, as he gets cold rather easily, and plain jeans with a sneakers. His glasses were rectangular and made his eyes stand out.

This was my father. The nicest man on earth, on par with my brother of course, who'd try to spend as much time with his family as he could. Teach them the ways of the sarcasm in order to defend themselves, and how to outwit people. He also gave the occasional history lecture just to make sure we knew something of importance.

Why History was important, I still had no idea, but that was my opinion.

But, I did know one thing... One door. I had to open only one door in this dream. Before I even realized the decision I made, I turned around and moved to the stained glass door, grabbing the silver handle and pushing it down, pulling the door open. I closed my eyes at the sudden bright light that appeared, and when I deemed it safe I opened them.

Sarah was on her bed sleeping, and she looked more tired than I had ever seen her in my life. She was generally always so awake. Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed how the edges of the room, like the corners and the door that lead out of her room, were faded. I walked over to the girl, and the strongest urge to cry formed.

It was completely different than from when I was texting her on the phone. I could actually see her and it...hurt even worse. Reaching over, I gently touched her arm and poked it multiple times, trying to get her to wake up. I forgot how deep a sleeper she was. "Sarah...Sarah. Sarah! Wake up! Sarah!" Not even a budge. I grabbed her arms and started to shake, raising my voice, "SARAH!" She yawned and rolled over to her back, groggily opening her eyes and asking,

"What is it, Alexis...? I said that I was skipping clarinet practice..."

"Yeah, well, Windfall for Woodwinds is about to happen and you're one of the main players!"

She scowled at me, pouting, before blinking. Once. Twice. "ALEXIS!" She tackled me. Normally it was I who tackled her, and her actions confused me for a second. "Oh, my god! Where were you!? What happened!? I was so worried; Jack's been crankier than usual and it's been pissing me off! Even Erin's more of a jerk than usual!"

Yeah...I never really understood what her issue with Erin was, other than his rude comments. But Erin and I were friends since Elementary and he hung out with Sarah and Jack because I did and they were my friends. Erin was a moody guy-dark hair and light eyes, and wore even more black than I did. However he was just as childish as Jack, which I found pretty funny. "H-Hey! What-What's wrong?" I awkwardly wrapped my arms around her, not completely sure on what to do.

"What's wrong is that you left so suddenly! It's been weeks!"

"What; no it hasn't! It's been, like, three-four days!"

Sarah pulled away and looked at me in surprise. "Are you...sure about that?"

"Uh, yeah...I mean, it's a little different in Wonderland because of all the time periods and stuff, but I have my phone with me so I've been able to keep track of what day is was! Yesterday was Tuesday."

Sarah paused and made a face, before turning her head, "Okay, fine...It hasn't been weeks...I just missed you."

"Aw! I missed you too!" I squealed and hugged her, "I luvvles you!"

She hugged me back, "Yeah, yeah. I love you, too."

"Yes!" My best friend doesn't hate me. "So...How's life?"

"Pretty boring. It's weird not having you and Jack fighting over me constantly." I winced and pulled away from her, turning my head as I scratched my neck uncomfortably.

"Uh...yeah...Sorry about that."

"What about you? How's it going in Wonderland? Were you really shot?"

"Huh; Oh, yeah. See?" I pulled down my shirt collar to show her the bandage. "It doesn't hurt much since it's a dream. Nightmare's probably numbing it for me or something. I have no idea how dream demons work. But it's cool. Elliot apologized and stuff."

"Elliot?"

"The evil rabbit who shot me."

"Where is he!? I'll punch him in the face-"

"Whoa! Calm down! It's all good!"

"Wait, who's this "Nightmare"? Is he one of the men in the picture you sent me?" I looked surprised, but grinned.

"Yeah! He's the silver-haired one." I was tempted to call him a pirate, but refrained.

"I am not a pirate!" I jumped and Sarah looked behind me confused, before realization lit her face. I whirled around to see Nightmare floating with his arms crossed, a smoke pipe in his hand. The idiot. "I am not! I'm an important person! The Almighty me even decided to pay a visit and see how the little Dreamer and her friend were doing."

Dreamer...why did that sound familiar? Wait, if I'm dreaming, how am I even talking to Sarah? Is this... No. No, no, no. It's definitely Sarah. It has to be Sarah. If it's not Sarah... I swallowed and furrowed my eyebrows, blinking multiple times to hold back the tears. I looked up at Nightmare and asked, "What's a dreamer?"

"Dreamer," He corrected, "With a capital D. Similar to an Incubus, but not."

I felt irritation at his words. "I swear to god, Nightmare, if a Dream is anything like a Succubus, I'm gonna-"

Sarah cut in, "Wait, wait-You're Nightmare? The dude who had that rabbit or whatever kidnap Alexis?"

"It wasn't really a kidnapping-" Nightmare began, but was cut off with a slap to the face. Blood spurted out of his mouth, causing Sarah to retreat in alarm.

"I-I didn't hit you that hard! Wh-Why are you bleeding!?"

Nightmare spat out what blood remained in his mouth and wiped at the remnants that were on his lips with his purple handkerchief. "You...foreigners all seem to pack quite the personality..." I had an urge to run over and see if he was okay-as his coughing fits can get pretty violent-but held myself back. It was a dream, so...he wouldn't feel it in the morning? Nightmare, once he regained himself, stood up straight despite how pale he was looking. "I'm a sickly dream demon. But I am a Nightmare, miss Sarah. Indeed, it was I who had Peter grab Alexis and bring her to Wonderland. A new game was needed to begin, and she was the perfect contestant."

Now Nightmare's sounding slightly like a jerk, but his words were confusing. "Wait, hold on," Sarah started, frowning. "What made her the perfect contestant?"

Something about me being sad... I was too busy crying to really pay that much attention before.

"She was upset. Something was holding her back from being happy, and Wonderland is giving her a chance to achieve that happiness."

Sarah's head turned over to look at me, alarmed and worried. "What were you upset about?"

How... Out of the two of them, it was only ever Jack who noticed I was upset. When my father took an airplane for a business trip, and I was worried about if it was safe or not for him to be on a plane, Jack was the one who asked if something was wrong. He said I looked "mopier" than usual. Another time when I was by myself upset because Sarah didn't want to talk to me, he tried to cheer me up, knowing I was still upset. Every time I was upset, he noticed. Every time I was upset, Sarah never really did. Erin only figured I was upset when I was quiet. That wasn't the case. I was only quiet when I was tired and bored. When I'm sad, I force a smile. When I'm sad, I try to hide my face, so I curl up in a ball and act like I'm sleeping. Jack knew better. Jack was a true friend.

"I wasn't upset about anything!" I protested, causing Nightmare to stare at me with a raised eyebrow. I bit my lip, faltering slightly. Nightmare could read my mind perfectly. "I...I was just..." I didn't want to admit it. I turned my head, scowling. Sarah looked surprised at the face I made. "Lonely. Okay? I was lonely. Are you happy now, Nightmare? I admitted it." Where was a wall that I could bang my head off of? "How is conversation even happening? It's a dream."

"Because you're the Dreamer."

"Just what is that already!?" I demanded, half tempted to start cursing. I held back, however, as I had already received one lecture. "You haven't told me anything!"

"A Dreamer..." Nightmare paused, looking at me. "It appears you're about to wake up. Well, in that case, I'll inform Sarah on the details."

"ARGH! Nightmare! The only reason you're in this dream is because you're hiding from Gray, isn't it!? I'll wake you up myself!"

"That's if you can find me," He said with an amused smirk.

"STOP SMOKING! You're sick enough already!"

It all faded.

"NIGHTMARE!" I screamed, running around the hallways until I slammed the door open to his room. "WHAT THE HECK IS A DREAMER!? THAT BETTER NOT BE A SUCCUBUS!" I looked up at the sound of a girly shriek (Which was rather hilarious since he had a really deep voice) and saw Nightmare falling from a chandelier. I was horrified. "Nightmare!"

Suddenly Gray leapt out of the shadows like a ninja, soaring through the air as he caught Nightmare bridal style. He landed on his feet with ease and set a trembling Nightmare on the ground. Nightmare quickly cleared his throat and stood up, wiping his bloody mouth off with his handkerchief.

Gray then glared at Nightmare, who squeaked and took a step back. "What have you been filling Alexis' mind with, Lord Nightmare? Have you finally given into the desire all Incubi hold?"

Both Nightmare and I looked disgusted at Gray's suggestion. "Gray! She's fifteen!" Nightmare exclaimed, utterly horrified.

"Dude! He's, like, thirty!" I was traumatized at the very thought. "He'd be a pedophile!"

"I'm in my twenties!" Nightmare protested, "And I'm not a pedophile!"

"Big difference! You're still a decade older than me!"

"Hardly!"

Gray cut in, still fixing a dark look on the Incubus, "Lord Nightmare, what is this I hear about Alexis being a Succubus?"

Nightmare and I cried out at the same time, both of us protesting to me being a Succubus.

"I couldn't seduce anyone even if I wanted to!" I added, mortified at the image in my head. Nightmare looked just as traumatized-so, either he had the same thoughts as me, or he read my mind. Probably the latter. "I just wanted to know what a Dreamer was! He said I was one, and he's an Incubus, and I haven't met any Succubi yet, so I was asking if that was what a dreamer was!"

Nightmare quickly cleared up, stress lines on his face, "You are far from a Succubus. So please, Gray, don't ever put those frightening thoughts in my head ever again."

"Yeah," I mumbled in agreement, scratching my neck uncomfortably. "My head either..." I think I was more terrified of Gray's suggestion about Nightmare then me actually being a Succubus. That was just disturbing to think about.

"My apologies, but what I heard would cause you to be in a misunderstanding as well." Nightmare and I both sighed, relieved that Gray was no longer accusing any one of us of anything frightening.

"Yeah..."

"Understandable. Now-Dreamer, Nightmare. Explain. Before I make Gray make you do your paperwork." Nightmare scowled at me. I grinned at him.

"I said it before. A dreamer is a person who walks in dreams-whether it be their own or someone else's. They can also connect dreams, much like an Incubus, and lock them together. You can't bring bad or good dreams-you can only walk in them and change the outcome by your appearance and your actions inside the dream. A Dreamer is a weaker role than the Caterpillar, but is still considered powerful. In a way, if you choose to stay in Wonderland, you'd have to take upon the role of the Dreamer and become my apprentice. Does that make sense? Every foreigner has a "role" if they were to stay."

"...What's Alice's role?"

"Blood's secretary and personal assistant."

"Oh...Wait, aren't they married though?" So personal assistant probably means... Ew!

Nightmare coughed up blood, sending me a wide-eyed look. "Don't think those kind of things!"

I flinched and raised my hands up in front of me, "Sorry!" Ugh. High School and fanfiction ruins your mind, I swear. "S-So, I'm not-I'm not actually a role-holder?"

"No. You will only become a role-holder if you decide to remain in Wonderland even after your vial is filled."

"Oh..Okay, that makes some sense." I think. So, basically, if I decide to stay, I become Nightmare's assistant and walk around in dreams?

...Cool. At least I'm not a Succubus. I grinned happily, clapping my hands together.

"Awesome! So, what are the plans for today? Beat Nightmare up and make him work?"

"NO! I-I uh, have a better plan! Let's NOT beat Nightmare up and make him work and instead let him sleep peacefully for the next time period!" Gray narrowed his eyes and Nightmare froze.

Yeah...he should have realized Gray wasn't going to let him go so...so- "ACHOO!" Both Nightmare and Gray's heads whipped over to look at me, alarmed.

"Bless you! Are you okay? That sounded like it hurt." Nightmare said, frowning. Gray moved over and knelt down in front of me, placing a hand on my forehead.

"Are you coming down sick? If that is the case, then I can prepare supper for tonight."

"Are you sick again, honey?" My dad asked, frowning as he sat on my bed next to me, looking worriedly at the thermometer. "104.2. You should stay home today. I can drive over to the school and pick up your homework-"

"No!" I protested, trying to get out of the bed. Instead of actually getting out, darkness enveloped my vision along with an agonizing headache, my vision blurring considerably as I fell back against the sheets. I breathed heavily while squeezing my eyes shut. "I-I'm fine...I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

"You're hardly this sick! You've never collapsed in the middle of the livingroom before! You're staying home."

"No, I'm not! I'm going to school-" I reached a hand up to grab him, but ended up blacking again from all the movement. I broke out into a coughing fit and groaned, laying on my side painfully. "F-Fine...Jerk."

"I love you too, sweetie."

"Shut up...love you, too." I mumbled, looking away from my father. He smiled at me sadly before leaving the room, off to make a bowl of chicken noodle soup. I curled up into a ball, resisting the urge to cry. "I love you..." I felt like one day I was going to wake up and my father would be gone just like my mother. Dead and six feet in the ground. That he'd leave me to rot in this house. I knew he wouldn't, though. It wasn't in his character.

"I-I'm fine." I stammered, diverting my gaze away from the Gray. "Do-Do you need to head down to town again or-?"

"No, you can stay at the Tower if you wish. Then again, Miss Alice was looking for you the other day along with the Cheshire Cat."

"What, why?" Why would they be doing that? Why would anyone be looking for me?

"Because they wanted to talk to you."

"About?"

"I'm not sure about the exact topic, Alexis, but I'm sure they merely wanted to get to know you."

"Why would they want to do that?"

"Because you're a new foreigner."

"So? What's that have to do with anything?"

"Alexis..." Gray trailed, staring at me with a frown. I quickly lunged forward and hugged the guy, grinning sheepishly, "You know you love me! You wonder, but you do!" I quickly release the surprise adult and backed away. I was aiming to surprise, and I think it worked. So far, other than in my dream, I haven't really tackled anyone-or found anyone "tackle worthy". Who was fun to tackle?

...Hm... I cast a glance at Nightmare, who blinked down at me, then back at Gray, who was currently ruffling my hair. I then remembered Pierce, who I may have tackled once or twice because he was so cute. Oh, and that time when he tried to run away because he was crying about me hating him... Ace? No, he's too crazy. Who wouldn't hate me if I tackled them?

My mind kept going back to Nightmare, as he seemed to be the one person I could think of, other than Pierce, who wouldn't hate me for tackling them. But, then again, I could be wrong and he does hate me... I mean, I wouldn't blame him. But what reason would he have for hating me?

Knowing my luck, it was the same reason as those girls back at my school.

"The boys will hog all the food!"

"Hey, I'm a girl!"

"You don't count." I gaped at the girl, offended and confused at the same time. She was one of the bullies who I actually tried to be nice to. She once asked me to draw her a picture of her and boyfriend, so I did, and she put in her binder for people to see as she said she liked it. I don't understand why she was being so mean to me now, even when I picked her things up for her off the ground when they fell off of her desk. She and quite a few other girls were mean to me... I didn't know why.

Normally, I would bite back with a sarcastic remark, but I was in a fairly good mood, and I refused to let her ruin it for me.

Hm...Strange. I'll never understand how people work. I was about to walk away when I felt someone hug me tightly. I froze, knowing who it was instantly. I only knew one person who could read thoughts. I kept forgetting about that small fact though, because, quite frankly, it wasn't really normal from where I come from.

"I don't hate you."

I bit my lip, frowning. That was what they all said... I didn't want to believe a single word I heard, but it was slowly starting to become more difficult not too.

"Lord Nightmare?" Gray questioned in confusion, before realizing Nightmare must have read my mind and that we were having a mental dialogue of some sort. I know that they don't hate me, but it-it was that doubt that... Ugh, I'm such a pessimist.

I felt Nightmare chuckle and ruffle my hair, causing me to scowl. "I thought you were a realist?"

"I am. I'm just...mental." Yeah, that seemed like a good word to use. "There's not that much difference," I settled with, nodding my head to confirm it. I felt a sneeze coming on, but held it back and yawned. "Well, I suppose I should go say hi to Alice and Boris..." It would kinda mean if I didn't, since they were looking for me and all... Oh, good god, am I really going soft!? NUUUUUU!

Nightmare laughed at me.

"Shut up!" He then pulled me into another hug, startling me and causing me to tense from the sudden contact. I made myself relax after a moment though.

"Don't come back so late this time. You had us worried."

"Indeed. And if you end up in any trouble again..." There was a threat laced in Gray's tone, basically telling me to run to him for help. I pity the poor people who got on his bad side. I mock-saluted, pulling away from Nightmare's hug.

"Aye-Aye, Cap'n! Don't give Nightmare too hard a time, alright?"

"Only if he promises to do his work properly and not argue over his doctor appointments." Nightmare let out an indignant cry, which in all honesty made me laugh. Ah...now where to find Boris and not bump into Ace?

I was more worried about bumping into that crazy Knight then I was of finding Boris, as in all honesty, Ace is everywhere. He gets so lost, that if you end up lost yourself, you get found by him and vice versa. And me, being as directionally-challenged as I am, did not find that a very good thing.

...

"Open me~~!"

"No, no, me! Me~!"

"Shut up!"

"Over here, Alexis! Alexis, open me!"

"I refuse! Now shut up! You're annoying. I'm not opening you! I was told by Nightmare not to open you, so therefore I'm not opening you!"

"Open me, please!"

"NO!"

"Please! Open me!" I was reaching the end of my patience. This "open me" thing was going on for the last ten minutes, and it was starting to drive me insane. "Over here! Here! Open me!"

I stopped walking, glaring around at all the doors on the trees. "If I open you...will you shut the hell up!?"

"Open me!" I angrily stormed over to the door and clamped my hand over the handle, fully prepared to open it.

"CHUU!"

"GYAH!"

Warm lips pressed against my the side of my head against my temple, strong arms wrapping around me as a male body slammed into mine, sending me tumbling onto the ground. "Ow! Pierce, what the heck?" I turned my head to glare at him, but quickly froze as lips pressed against mine.

N-NOT A KISS! I REFUSE!

I quickly leaned my head back, alarmed at the foreign feeling, and stared at him with wide eyes. He smiled at me and wrapped his arms tighter around my waist, pressing his twitching ear against my chest. "W-W-What are you d-doing?"

"Eh!? It's racing against, chuu!"

"What-What the heck is "chuu"?" At first I thought it meant "kiss", but obviously this was not the case.

"Hm?" Pierce lifted his head, resting his chin on my chest and causing me to tense uncomfortably and awkwardly, smiling. "Chuu is Chuu."

"...What; do you say "Squeaking squeaker squeakers" instead of pig latin?"

"Ehh? No! Ah-You're so cute!"

"Hah!? Wah-!" I was quickly assaulted with more kisses, and I barely turned my head in time to avoid getting my mouth molested again. "S-Stop that! N-No-No k-kissing!"

"B-Because it makes you flustered? You're heart's racing again."

"Y-yes! Be-Because of that!" Pierce sat up, still on top of me might I add, and tilted his head as he looked down at me. I eyed him suspiciously, expecting another assault from the adorable mouse-boy. Why do I still bother with him? Oh, right. Because I'm "nice". "What?"

"...You said that you were never this close to a guy before. Does that mean you never kissed one-chu?"

"O-O-O-Obviously! Why do you think I get so mad at you about it?"

"Because you're a foreigner...Ah! I-I'm sorry!" He leaned down and hugged me, causing me to tense in surprise. "I-I'm so s-sorry! I made you unhappy!"

"H-Hey-Hey! It's-it's fine! No-NO! No crying! I say no crying, damn you!"

"But I-I made you u-upset! Y-You're mad at me!"

"I'm not mad at you! S-So stop crying!" Pierce froze suddenly, his ear twitching. "P-Pierce?" His face went pale and stress lines formed underneath his eyes, fear obvious in his forest green orbs. "What's wrong?"

"C...C-Ca-Ca..." He appeared too terrified to speak. He was trembling, his grip on me tightening considerably. Slowly, Pierce turned his head around slowly, and a silent scream passed through his lips. "CAT!"

"Whoa-!" I shouted as Pierce yanked himself off of me before grabbing my wrist and pulling me onto my feet. He started to run, Boris chasing after us with a greedy look in his amber eye as he held a fork and knife in his hands.

"Come back here, Pierce!"

"N-N-No! Scary cat, scary cat, scary cat, scary cat, scary-! Waahahahaha!" Pierce cried, tears streaming down his face as he quickened his pace. I screamed as I tried to avoid tripping over my feet. My shoe laces came undone.

"W-Wait!"

"H-He'll eat us!" Pierce protested.

"BORIS STOP CHASING PIERCE ALREADY!" I demanded, screaming.

"Then tell him to stop running!" Boris shouted. "Let me catch him!"

"No! I-If I s-stop running th-then y-you'll c-catch me, and-and if you c-catch me then-then you'll eat me!"

All I wanted to do was find Alice. I found Boris-who's currently chasing us, so he was off my checklist. Time to meet the Wonderful WonderGirl of Wonderland. Wait, where was she? Oh! Now I remember. Since she's married to Blood, she'd be at the Hatter's Mansion-

The blood drained out of my face at the memory of Elliot shooting at me, and that lack of concentration caused me to step on my unlaced shoelace and send me flying into Pierce, who cried out as we rolled across the ground down a hill. Before I realized what I did I had pulled Pierce to me protectively, one arm around his back and my other hand behind his head, as if that would stop him from getting his skull cracked open. As we flew through the air, bumping off the ground multiple times, I felt Pierce wrap his arms around my back.

I grunted as we rolled straight into a tree, stopping. I released Pierce and groaned, rubbing my poor abused head. "Ow...Well, that was fun." I mumbled sarcastically, feeling Pierce shift from on top of me. He lifted himself up, using his hands and knees to keep himself steady as he looked down at me. Feeling something wet drop onto my face, I looked up to see Pierce crying...again. Damn. Does he have an endless supply of tears or what?

"Y-Y-You're b-bleeding!"

"Hah?" I half expected him to be crying about Boris. Lifting a hand up to the side of my head, I blinked. Oh, hey, what do you know, I really am bleeding. "Oh. That's interesting." I quickly crawled out from underneath Pierced and sat up, leaning against the tree. I checked to make sure my shoulder was injured any worse than it was and sighed in relief. I then placed the palm of my hand against the wound on my head, putting pressure on it to stop the bleeding.

"W-W-What are you doing!? Y-You need medical treatment!"

"I'm fine, Pierce. It's just a small scratch. A bush probably got me or something." I honestly think it was the tree- "Achoo!" I sneezed. I crinkled my nose and made a face. I better not be coming down with a cold... I blame Ace. He made me fall into a river. "Oh, great, that's lovely. Well, I don't know about you, but I-I need to go the Hatter's and talk to Alice."

Pierce looked alarmed. "What, why!?"

"Because Alice was apparently looking for me with Boris the other day, so I figured I'd be nice and pay 'em a visit." I answered simply, standing up and brushing all the twigs and leaves off of my clothes.

"Alexis! Pierce!? Are you guys okay!?" I heard Boris call out. "Alexis!? Pierce!?" ...I just had the really weird thought of Boris and Pierce being really close friends, but Pierce is scared of Boris for the sole reason that he's a cat and because Boris is a cat, his instincts take over and so he chases him. Huh. I can see it happening. I leaned down to retie my shoe, but Pierce quickly grabbed me and started running again.

"H-Hey! Pierce, hold up! Boris is looking for us-"

"He's going to e-eat us!"

"I highly doubt that! He's probably just-just-I don't know, but I doubt he's a cannibal!" Pierce froze and stopped running, looking at me with wide teary eyes.

"C-Cannibal?"

"Yeah, you know-when one person eats another person it's called cannibalism. If Boris ate me it would be cannibalism. If he ate you it would Cannibalism. If Nightmare ate Gray it would be Cannibalism. If I ate you or you ate me, it would be cannibalism. Now, if you looked like an actual mouse rather than just having the ears and tail," As I spoke, my hands started to move around and point at things. I talk around with my hands a lot, "and Boris looked like an actual cat, rather than having ears and a tail and a giant fluffy thing that I really want to steal, then it wouldn't be considered cannibalism. You guys both look human, minus the animal attributes," Again, I pointed at his ears, "so therefore, I consider it cannibalism."

Arms wrapped around me from behind suddenly causing me to scream. A voice said, "Got you!"

"L-Let go of me!"

"C-Cat!" Pierce squeaked horrified, before dashing forward and trying to tackle Boris. Boris grinned and reached out with one hand, pressing it against Pierce's head and having him struggle trying to grab him, easily holding the mouse-boy back. Boris kept one arm wrapped around my shoulders. "G-Give her back! L-Let-Let her go!"

"Ehh? Why should I do that?"

I growled, "Because I'll beat you!" Boris looked amused at my retort and grinned mischievously.

"Really? Would you now?"

"Yes!" As if to prove my point, I stomped on his foot, causing him to let out a loud MRRRROWWWW! He quickly released me and hopped about on one foot, crying out in pain as he tried to nurse his injured limb.

"What was that for!?"

"For holding me hostage!"

"I wasn't holding you hostage! I was just hugging you!"

"Then why wouldn't you let me go!?"

"Because your reaction was funny!"

I opened my mouth to retort, but found I couldn't think of anything. Huffing, I crossed my arms and turned my head. I scowled. "Yeah, well, whatever...Jerk."

Boris finally managed to stop hopping on one foot and stared at me, before leaning over and poking me in the forehead, one hand on his hip. I blinked and turned my head to look at him, only to quickly lean my head back in alarm at the close proximity. "You really are different from Alice. You don't even smell the same."

"W-Well, obviously! My name is Alexis!"

He grinned. "I know who you are. I'm just saying how different you were." I scowled again and smacked his hand out of my face. He stayed grinning.

"Mine!" I was about to ask Pierce what he was talking about when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back. This seemed to be becoming a really weird habit. "She's my "item"! I already told you!"

"Yeah, you wanna test that theory, rat?" Boris demanded, whipping out his knife and fork. "I'll cook you like a fish." Pierce squeaked and looked like he was about to run away crying. I quickly interrupted, holding my hands up in front of me,

"Okay, guys, calm down! No-No killing each other, okay?"

"How come he gets to hug you?" Boris demanded, frowning as he pointed a knife at Pierce's face. The mouse squealed in horror and hid behind me, but his arms did not release their grip. I felt like I was back at home and my little cousin Samuel and his twin sister Samantha were arguing over me again.

"He..." I tried to think of a reason other than "he's adorable" and settled with, "He'll cry if I don't let him."

"What about me? I'll cry!" I stared at him blankly, saying,

"You're a big boy. You can handle it." Boris gaped at me. I grinned and laughed at his expression, finding it purely hilarious. "Th-That face! Hahaha! Y-You should see your face! Beautiful!" I laughed louder, smiling madly. He and Pierce both were surprised at my sudden change of emotion. "O-Okay...I-I'm done. I'm done laughing. Okay. W-Which way-Which way is the Hatter's Mansion?" Pierce tightened his grip on me as Boris grinned, saying he'd lead us there.

...I think he knew I was bad with directions. Not my fault! Wait...I feel like I'm forgetting something...

Who all did I meet at the Assembly again? Vivaldi and Peter, Boris and Pierce, Blood, Elliot, and... Damn it, it's on the tip of my tongue. As we arrived near the gates to the Mansion, I saw two blurs of red and blue.

"SISTER!"

"Dee and Dum!" I declared loudly, snapping my fingers as the two twins tackled me to the ground, causing me to let out a grunt. THAT'S who I was forgetting! The Tweedles!

...Now I feel bad. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum were my favorite characters in Tim Burton's movie, and Hikaru and Kaoru from Ouran High School Host Club made brilliant twins. Oh, wait, they were the Cheshire Cat...then who was Dee and Dum? PLOT HOLE! Wait, off topic.

"GYAH! WH-WHY ARE YOU HOLDING AXES AND HUGGING ME AT THE SAME TIME!?"

Dee whined, "Why'd you take so long to visit us?"

"Yeah! And why are you with the stupid mouse!?" Dum demanded, pouting.

"B-Because I've been busy and-and Pierce is my friend!" I missed the wide-eyed look on Pierce's face, the mouse-boy staring down at me in a mix of surprise and happiness. "Now put the weapons away be-before you cut me or something!"

They both whined, "Aww!" I watched in shock as their axes glowed brightly before transforming into guns-the same thing Peter's pocket-watch did when he murdered all those guards. "That better?"

"J-Just don't-just don't shoot me." They grinned at me before climbing off of me. They then glared at Pierce, who squeaked, hiding behind me after I stood up. "Hey! Be nice to Pierce!"

"He's a rat!"

"He's filthy!"

"He is not!" I growled, grabbing Pierce's wrist before he could run away. "Be nice before I do to you what I did to Boris!" Boris made a face at the memory of me stepping on his foot.

Am I getting their characters right? I've never actually played the game. I only read game summaries and their character profiles on all the different wikis and what I've read about their characters in fanfiction. I've come to the realization that half of the characters are Yanderes-or at least have Yandere like tendencies.

1) Ace-in all the games

2) Boris-in Diamond

3) Pierce-has Yandere-like tendencies

4) Gray-has a darker side that he likes to keep hidden. Found that out in a manga. He wanted to lock Alice up and keep her to himself, but pushed that thought away because he didn't want to scare her.

5) Peter-though he's a nicer Yandere. But in one game I think he's a crazy Yandere. I forget. XD

6) Would Joker be considered a Yandere?

7) Oh, Dee and Dum. They threatened to cut off Alice's legs once, I think and in one bad ending, they-actually, let's not go there. That's demented. XD SO MUCH YANDERE! Where's the classic Tsundere? XD

Eh, ignore my random babble. Read and review and tell me what you think of the story so far. Oh, and the reason why I have so many chapters up already and posted them all at once was because I've written them all a while ago and have been posting them to my Quotev as I finished writing each one and editing them. So, if I have multiple chapters already written, I'm gonna post 'em all at once. Capiche? Awesome! Luvvles you guys!

If I'm writing any of their characters wrong, please tell me and how to fix them. Thank you! :)