Here is chapter four! Finally! I felt like it took me forever!! lol! Thanks for all your kind reviews!

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The world that Alice stepped into was…magnificent. The flowers were quite colorful, the clouds were white and fluffy, and the sky was a beautiful blue color. There was a staircase that led from the door that she came out of to the ground. She glanced behind her at the door and saw that there was nothing behind the door. Just a door.

How odd.

She slowly walked down the staircase, taking in the scenery. Suddenly, something started to buzz and fly around her head; she realized that it was flies…no…one looked like a horse with fly wings while the other was a dragon that also had fly wings.

Horsefly and Dragonfly. How interesting…

She continued to walk very slowly, watching the flowers that had faces; they watched her. She heard them whisper quietly to each other.

"Curiouser and curiouser." She remarked. This is such an odd dream.

Alice heard the something that sounded a bit like…roaring? She spun around just in time to see a gigantic bear like creature running toward her. It was white with spots and a very long tail that looked like it was longer than Alice's body.

"Oh, no! It's the Bandersnatch!" yelled one of the flowers.

It bared it sharp crooked teeth and roared at her again then charged.

She turned around and ran as fast as she could. Alice saw that there were huge mushrooms ahead of her so she quickly ducked beneath them. The Bandersnatch continued to charge toward her, smashing the mushrooms like they were nothing.

She made it through the patch of mushrooms and suddenly stopped. "Wait a minute. This is my dream. Nothing can hurt me." She said to herself then turned around. The Bandersnatch stopped in front of her and roared, spraying her with it foul smelling saliva.

"Run, Alice!"

All of a sudden, something white jumped onto the Bandersnatch's face and stuck what looked like a tiny sword into its right eye. It roared with pain and scratched Alice's arm. She yelped and ran away again.

Into yet another dark forest.

Alice groaned, holding her injured arm. She had never been cut that deep and it stung like the blazes. The forest wasn't all that thick and like the one she had ran through before so it was somewhat easy to see where she was going.

She suddenly felt like someone was watching and then a rather large cat appeared in front of her. It had large turquoise eyes, gray and turquoise colored fur, and the largest smile Alice had ever seen.

"It looks like you ran afoul of something with wicked claws." He commented, looking at her injured arm.

"I've never stopped dreaming." She whispered to herself.

"What did that to you?" He asked.

"Bander who…the bander…"

"The Bandersnatch?" He disappeared and then reappeared behind her, "Well, I'd better have a look."

"What are you doing?"

"It needs to be purified by someone with evaporating skills, or it will fester and putrefy."

"I rather you didn't. I'll be fine as soon as I wake up." She said.

He pulled a blue bandage out of nowhere. "At least let me bind it for you?" Alice raised her arm and let him bandage her arm.

"What do you call yourself?" He asked, tying a knot on her bandage.

"Alice." She answered, "And you?"

"Chessur." He said, his gigantic grin widening slightly.

Alice smirked back at him. "I've never heard that name before."

"And this the only place you'll ever hear it. Everyone calls me that because I'm a Cheshire cat." He replied, floating around her contently.

"I like that name." She said, smiling sweetly. Chessur chuckled and rubbed his giant head against her legs. Alice reached down and scratched him under his chin causing him to purr happily.

They both froze when a twig snapped behind them. Alice turned around, frightened that the Bandersnatch had come back for her. But no, it was just a person. Well, not a person, it looked like a card; a tall red card with a spear. She heard Chessur growl next to then he disappeared. She looked back at the card soldier and saw that Chessur was floating above him. She thought he was just going to scare him but instead he whipped out his long, sharp claws and cut the card soldier's head off.

Alice shrieked and covered her eyes; something she used to do as a child whenever she was scared. She felt soft fur against her bare legs again; she looked down to see Chessur sitting next to her, licking his bloody claws.

"Sorry about that." He said when he finished cleaning his claws.

"W-Why d-d-d-did y-you do t-that?" She stammered out.

"Because he was here to hurt you and Tarrant wouldn't be too happy if you died." He replied, nonchalantly.

"W-Who's Tarrant?"

Chessur looked up at her. "The Mad Hatter, of coarse!" He said, "Come one. We should waste time. You're already late as it is."

Alice nodded, trembling slightly.

He let her through the forest and into the light where she saw a long table with many teacups, plates, salt and peppershakers, and teapots all scattered on the table. There was a large hare sleeping at the end while a little white dormouse suddenly popped out of a teapot, yawning. Her eyes finally settled on the sleeping figure at the end of the table, his huge top hat covered his face. She saw his electric orange hair stick out every which way from underneath his hug hat.

He stirred out of his sleep and slowly looked up at Alice. His big greenish yellow eyes met her cerulean ones and her heart began to race. His fuchsia lips turned up into a happy smile. He stood up and began walking on the table toward her until he stopped right in front of her on one knee.

"It's you." Alice said, looking up at him.

He smiled sweetly. "Yes. I thought you wouldn't remember me, cricket."

"You've been in my dreams! And you caught me when I fainted at my party." She exclaimed.

"Oh, yes! I haven't seen you since were only a little girl." He said, happily, "You've grown quite a bit."

Alice felt her cheeks turn a light pink. "Thank you, sir.

"Well," He picked her up by her tiny hand and dragged her up the table over to a the seat near his, "You're terribly late you know. Naughty." He shook his finger at her after he set her down.

"Time can be funny in dreams."

"Yes, yes! Very true, very true, indeed." He said, quite loudly. The hare and the dormouse poured themselves cups of tea while the Hatter poured himself and Alice a cup. He handed Alice a tiny cup full of tea and sipped his own.

Alice looked down at the little cup of tea; it smelled like almonds and vanilla. She took a sip and instantly her whole body became warm and fuzzy. She gulped the rest down quickly and sat her cup back down on the table.

"How's the arm, love?" asked the dormouse. She walked over to Alice and poured a bit more tea into her cup.

"My arm?" Alice looked at her injured arm then back at the dormouse. Suddenly, she remembered that the white thing that had stuck the Bandersnatch looked a lot the dormouse, "You're the one who stuck the Bandersnatch in the eye?"

"Yes, ma'am!" The dormouse cried, happily showing Alice the Bandersnatch's eyeball that she had taken as a souvenir, "Oh, I dreadfully sorry about the arm, though. I didn't mean to make him scratch you."

Alice smiled. "That's alright. It doesn't really hurt." She lied. It hurt like no tomorrow and burned like the blazes.

"Well, I'm glad." She said, "I'm Mallymkun, by the way."

"Nice to meet you."

"And that's Thackery over there." Mallymkun said, pointing at the hare.

Thackery was busy staring at a spoon on the table. "Spoon." He said, in his own little world.

Alice stiffled a giggle. "He seems…very interesting."

Mallymkun rolled her eyes at him and turned back to Alice. "He's just a little…" The dormouse stopped to find the right word.

"Mad?" Alice asked.

"Yes! That's it, he's just a little mad."

"A little? God lord, Mallymkun, he off his rocker!" Chessur suddenly appeared at the end of the table, stirring his tea with his finger.

"You're one to talk." Tarrant said, glaring at Chessur, "You mad, incorrjible, infuriating furball!" The Mad Hatter's green eyes suddenly glowed with anger and he slowly stood, making his way over to Chessur, "You're also a bloody coward."

"What happened that day wasn't my fault."

"It might have turned out differently if you had stayed and fought instead of running away with your tail between your legs." Tarrant whispered, angerily.

Chessur rolled his turqoise colored eyes. "If you were smart then you would have ran with me instead of fighting a battle that couldn't even be won. You just stood there and watched them all die."

Tarrant growled and grabbed Chessur by the throat. Alice sprang up and grabbed ahold of his cuffs. "Mr. Hatter! Please calm down!" She exclaimed, pulling with all her might.

"How would you like me to gut you alive, Chessur?" He snarled, tightening his hold on Chessur, who was desperately trying to get away.

"Mr. Hatter! Tarrant!! Please stop!" Alice yelled, pulling on his cuff again.

He looked down at her, eyes blazing. She shivered under his gaze but didn't let him go. "Please…?" She pleaded softly.

Tarrant loosened his grib on Chessur then released him; he picked up Alice and sat her on his shoulder. "Sorry about that." He whispered softly, walking toward his house. Mallymkun, Chessur, and Thackery hopped out of there and ran after them.

"Let's see if we can't find something to make you the right size again." He said, his face split into a large smile.

Alice found herself smiling back. He was an odd man and apparantly he was extremely violent at times. She made a mental note not to anger him in any way or she might end up like Hamish.

Tarrant sat her onto the kitchen counter while he rummaged through the pantry, mumbling to himself. Alice looked around the kitchen; it wasn't as big as the one she had back home but it nice and cozy. It was a kitchen that Alice could easily get used to.

"Ah ha! I've found it." The Mad Hatter exclaimed, cheerfully. He had a bottle of green liquid in his hand. Alice almost groaned at the sight of it. Not more foul tasting liquids! Tarrant seemed to read her mind. "Oh, don't worry, cricket. It doesn't taste that bad." He explained, trying to reasure her. Alice nodded and Tarrant found a another little teacup, filling it with the green liquid.

"Here." He said, handing her the teacup.

Alice took a deep breathe and gulped it down fast. Almost immediately she began to grow back to her normal size. She jumped of the counter and soon found herself looking almost eye to eye with Tarrant.

"Thank you." She said, blushing slightly.

He chuckled. "Your very welcome. Now I'm sure you're very tired so I'll find you something to sleep in and you can go to sleep." He ran off into the back of the house, after a few minutes he came back with a large red button up shirt in his arms. "I'm afraid that this is all I could find."

Alice smiled reasurringly. "That'll be just fine, thank you."

He led her to his bedroom, handed her the shirt, and ran out of the room, closing the door behind him. Alice sighed as she undid her dress. The red button up shirt was made of silk and felt cool and soft against her skin.

Tarrant knocked on the door and came in with his hands over his eyes. "I'm not looking, I swear."

Alice giggled. "It's okay, I'm decent."

He moved his hands. "Well, I'm afraid that this is the only room that has a king sized bed so…" He trailed off.

"This is your room, isn't it?"

He nodded.

"I could sleep on the couch in the parlor."

"Oh, no. I insist! You can sleep in here." He said, "I promise I won't do anything. I don't snore either."

Alice grinned. "Alright."

Of coarse, Alice wasn't too worried about what he would do. She was more worried about what she would do…

Well, there another one! Hope you all enjoyed it. Please review!