I don't own Alice in Wonderland.

My feet touched soft ground moments later, landing much lighter than I thought I would. I was expecting to at least break a few bones with the velocity and length of the fall, however all three pairs of feet involved touched down almost weightlessly. I was definitely sure that this couldn't be a dream, after all, weren't you supposed to be unable to finish a fall in your dreams? However, all of my reason screamed against this being reality. Luckily for me, I never claimed to be reasonable.

My eyes were shut tight at first. I was almost afraid to open them, seeing as I had no idea what it was I'd see. My lungs filled with the freshest air I'd ever breathed, smelling faintly of daisies, roses and fresh rain. There was complete silence for what felt like an eternity until it was broken by a soft gasp of awe from beside me.

I opened my eyes slowly, still testing that the ground was steady beneath my feet. At first, my vision was blotched by spots of darkness which seemed to move like something living. I blinked a few times, rubbing my eyes to make them vanish. Once my vision was clear, my brain could hardly process all I was seeing. It was night that much was obvious, but there was something different about the night. The sky was huge, bigger than I had ever seen it in the city, and the stars lit it up brilliantly, all different colors, shining from the deep blue abyss. The formed breathtaking constellations, shaping figures I had never seen or heard of. I saw what looked to be planets orbiting at an alarming rate. The stars seemed so much closer to us here and as I turned my head to look around, I could have sworn that I saw a second moon peeking above the stunningly red leaves of the pale-barked trees. I reached out to one of the stars, pointing at it, and slowly twitched my finger to the right. The star, to my shock, followed my finger's movement, zipping a short ways to the right.

Theodore grabbed my hand and pulled it down. "Now, now, we don't have time to rearrange the stars."

I looked at him with a frown and pulled my hand from his grasp. "It's very rude to just pull people around."

"We haven't the itime/i for manners, Alice."

I sighed angrily and was about to turn away from him when a little voice buzzed in my ear.

"Alice?"

I turned around, looking for the source of the voice but seeing nothing. The tiny chatting noises continued all around my head and I swore I could feel tiny hands yank my hair once or twice.

"Alice?"

"Alice?"

"Alice?"

"Did he say Alice?"

"Is Alice finally here?"

"Will she save us?"

"Hello."

I looked down at the greeting, going a bit cross-eyed to stare at the tiny thing that had just landed on my nose. It was a tiny little rocking horse with wings. I fumbled fro what to say before simply deciding to be polite. "H-Hello? Who are you?"

"I'm just a rocking horse fly. But you're Alice."

"Y-yes, I know."

Do you know just how odd it is to speak with a tiny wooden horse perched upon your nose? Very odd. Even more so when said tiny creature lets out an excited whiny and zooms away along with several others of its kind that you didn't even know where there.

"Just what iis/i all this?"

"It's iwonderful/i!" Charles spoke up for the first time since landing. He had pulled out his notebook (I'm truly not shocked that he took it along) and had begun jotting something down ecstatically.

Theodore rolled his crimson eyes and his lips quirked upwards. "Well, it iis/i Wonderland. Now come along, children we're wasting time."

My eyes narrowed unhappily. "I am inot/i a child."

He blatantly ignored me and went over to a dusty path, paved with what appeared to be red stained glass. The towering red-leaved trees loomed over it, making an archway of sorts and massive amounts of vivid green moss and ivy crept up their thick trunks. Large blue heart-shaped flowers sprouted from these vines and Theodore tapped his gloved fingers on one of them. It lit up, illuminating the path. The next followed suit and then the next, and the ones after it as well, until the path was lit as far as I could see it stretch.

Theodore looked back at Charles and me, tossing his head in the general 'onwards' direction. "Come along, you two. Or has the grass taken a liking to you?"

We both looked down at our feet. Soft blue grass was slowly creeping up and curling around my toes. Charles stared as the grass tugged at his shoelaces like a curious infant. I took his hand and stepped confidently onto the path after Theodore.

After we had been walking for a good 15 minutes, I saw Theodore's ears twitch slightly and perk up. His crimson eyes narrowed, skeptically, looking around through the trees, seeming to search for something. "There is someone in the trees." He whispered into my ear. "And I have a sneaking suspicion of who it might be…"

I looked around into the branches, once again transfixed with curiosity. It really was a bad trait of mine, to be so curious, but my instincts hadn't steered me wrong thus far...That is, unless, you think that dragging you're new friend through a mirror after a possibly deranged rabbit-man is wrong. If that's the case, I regret nothing. Suddenly, a violent shiver shot down my spine. Chilling laughter echoed through the trees, seeming to carry a tune of sorts. Like some horrid twist of a children's song.

Theodore sighed and shook his head. "Quinn! I know that's you, now stop hiding! You're going to frighten Alice!"

I resisted the urge to tell him flat out that I was, under no circumstances, frightened when a massive, inhuman grin with ridiculously sharp teeth and two huge amber eyes with slits for pupils materialized from within the shadows of the branches in a particularly large tree. I stared in confused wonder, taking an unconscious step nearer.

"Frighten her?" The face laughed at Theodore's angry expression and it's deep, sultry voice, reverberating off of the trees, sent more shivers down my spine with it's demented echo. "Then I should consider myself to have a talent! It is not easy to frighten the brave, now is it? Besides, the boy seems more frightened than she is." The amber eyes focused on me closely. It was true, Charles was clutching my hand like a lifeline.

I scrambled for a response that I found suitable and spat out, "Stop your bullshit."

The face slowly became a whole as it laughed raucously in my face. Thick black hair fell into a tan-skinned face with markings like stitches on the cheek-bones as the large amber eyes slowly turned a more purple-blue color. Tight black clothing covered the body attached to the head, though not very well. A flat stomach was exposed, showing off a pierced belly button and what looked to be black, symmetrical, tribal tattoos around it. His shiny black pants hugged his body and long, clunky, platform boots rose to his knees. Two black cat ears poked from the top of his head and a matching tail swished behind him. I heard the faint jingle and saw that there was a silver skull-shaped bell tied around his tail with red ribbon.

"Keep your temper, little lady." He purred teasingly. "Remember, you need your head to survive. That and it would be such a shame for you to lose that pretty little head of yours."

"Don't call me 'little lady'. You're just as young as I am." I snapped as authoritatively as I could. "And just what do you call yourself, eh, Cat?"

He grinned widely, showing off that same unnerving, massive smile. "I am Quinn DeMuse, at you're service...ilittle lady/i." He held out his clawed hand to shake.

I glanced at Theodore, wondering what to do. He didn't seem to trust this guy too much and, honestly, neither did I, but I couldn't just trust Theodore right off the bat, either. He shook his head at me, gesturing for me not to touch the outstretched hand.

I frowned and decided not to heed his warning. I prefer thinking for myself.

I reached out and grasped Quinn's hand and shook it firmly. "Alice Laurel."

He grinned. "Oh, of course! You're Alice! I'm shocked I couldn't tell from the resemblance."

"Resemblance…?" I asked genuinely confused.

"I would tell you, but Bunny over there would hit me, or pull my tail or something. And honestly, that's something I would like to avoid, M'kay, Doll?"

I scowled at the pet name but just as I was about to speak, Quinn leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "If you come with me, I'll take you to see someone who can tell you."

He smirked at Theodore, who, I could tell was grinding his teeth.

I thought a moment but nodded. "I'll go."

Theodore quickly stepped forward. "You can't!"

I frowned. "But why not? I'm really curious..." I gave him my best pleading look, which, I'll admit, I'm shocked, worked.

Theodore frowned but nodded, reluctantly. "Alright, alright. But I'm coming too."

Charles looked over at me. "S-so am I."

"Was there ever any doubt that you were?" I smiled at him. He smiled back sweetly and shook his head.

"I wouldn't let you go on any adventures without me."

Quinn clapped his hands excitedly. "Wonderful, marvelous, the more, the merrier and all that crap! Calloo, Callay, and we go away!" He rhymed joyously.

And on that less than pleasant not he led us all away, off the path and into the dark void of the forest.

AN:

FANTASTIC! I do so love happy endings. I'm gloriously happy about my lovely reviewer whom I'm sending all my love to, if I lose everything in the fire.

If anyone gets that reference feel free to tell me and you'll get a cookie. Oh and you know, while you're at it REVIEW, POZHALUISTA! Or 'review, please' if you want me to stick to English.

Much Love,

Evan