A/N: Okay, so this is only the second chapter and I'm sick of writing in first person. So from now on, I'm going to be writing third person. It's easier and takes less of my time. Sorry, but I've got two other stories going that need to be updated too. I'm leaving the first chappie as is 'cause I'm too lazy to change it. Have fun with this chapter. Please r&r! I'd greatly appreciate it.

KK

Chapter 2

Anna swam through the thick darkness that enveloped her mind, aided in guidance by the distant voices. They sounded perplexed, a little off-kilter. Even though her brain was foggy, she recognized British accents. Not any particular British, but a sort of melding of all the different dialects.

Quite odd indeed.

"Is she dead?"

"What should we do with her?"

"She's quite a pretty little thing, isn't she?"

"Cheshire! These are no circumstances to be ogling a helpless young lady."

"Come on now, Mad. You can't tell me you didn't notice, I know you'd be lying. Admit it, fess up, the cat's out of the bag. Oh my, I just made a pun."

"Shut up, Cheshire."

"And it's a fine sentiment coming from the one who left the hole for the girl to fall into in the first place."

As she got closer to the surface of consciousness, the voices became louder, a little grating on the headache she could feel between the cushioning layers of darkness. She couldn't control it now, though. She was waking up and tried her best to steel herself against her aching head.

Two of the voices could be heard arguing over if the hole – whatever it was, had been left on accident or just because of laziness to clean up after oneself.

Peeping her lids open cautiously, Anna surveyed her surroundings, only mildly surprised to find that she was no longer on the lakeside trail.

"Ah, so you're finally waking up, are you?" A masculine voice rumbled . Anna looked around to find a man sitting just off her left shoulder. He had black hair that waved slightly to his shoulders, tousled sexily, his skin pale, but not unhealthily so, and his eyes...Oh my God. His eyes were purple!

Anna squeaked and bolted into a sitting position, turning quickly to face the handsome man with the odd colored eyes. She also noticed that the other two voices had been behind her, belonging to a male and female...somethings.

The male had blonde shaggy hair, was lanky of build with golden eyes. The girl was blonde haired as well, in a short, stylish crop, and had eyes of the purest sky blue. But they were definitely not human. Instead of human ears, animal ears were there instead, and they had tails. The man had pink ears and tail that were tabby-striped with a deep purple. The girl, floppy white rabbit ears and a fluffy white tail that was now wiggling in irritation at the man-cat.

Both were completely gorgeous.

Okay. Anna thought. I must have fallen and got a concussion. That explains why my head hurts and my hallucinations, and why all my hallucinations are so good-looking.

When the two noticed that the unexpected visitor was awake, both bounced over enthusiastically and crouched before her.

"She's alive!" The girl with the rabbit ears squealed in delight.

"Of course she's alive," The man snapped. "Didn't you see her breathing? Or was your rabbit brain too distracted to notice?" The girl started spluttering in indignation, but the man-cat paid her no mind. Instead, he captured Anna's chin and tilted her face to look into his mesmerizing eyes. "Pretty awake too. I've never seen eyes so clear a green. Almost the shade of emerald."

Anna tossed her head to get free of his hold, eyes looking a little bit fearful. "Who are you people? Where the hell am I?"

The man with the black hair smiled, and to Anna, it seemed a little on the insane side. "Why, I'm the Mad Hatter, these are my friends, the Cheshire cat and the White Rabbit. And you, my dear, have landed in Wonderland."

The White Rabbit glanced habitually at her pocketwatch and exclaimed, "Ah! I'm late! I'm late! I must hurry, hurry, hurry because I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!" And so saying, bounded rabbit-like off into the distance.

Anna felt her headache suddenly disappear as a sense of floating replaced it. As her eyes drifted closed, she heard the Chesire curse.

"Mad, she's going to faint again! Do something!"

But she was all ready under that wonderful downy blanket of unconsciousness again.