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Hello my pretties! Sorry the update took so long! Sincerely I am! But this chapter will be really finny and might be long, but I may break it up into two separate chapters. Also, this is the13th chapter soooooo that means that since 13 is my favorite number this chapter of Welcome to Wonderland Girls will be extra special and important. So please have a pillow or something soft and fluffy nearby to fall onto. And don't hit anyone when you laugh, that's right I am looking at you MikuNinja0607!

~Let's begin this chapter of our story~

POV Boris:

I looked at my befriended foreigner while we were walking. Yes MY foreigner. I have to admit I don't know why but I am drawn to her more than the other two new foreigners. She may even beat Alice! She smells nice and the way she is . . . is just tantalizing. The way she moves and acts. Her hair is amusing too. I bet I could pull a curl down and it would bounce, more amusing than string could ever hope to be.

She likes riddles too! It took me forever to answer that riddle! I had to go to sneak into Bloods library and study room to figure it out. I figured if a writing desk was in the riddle then I would go to a room with one and Blood's was the best guess. I bet we could trade off riddles all day and never run out.

I felt my mind drift off to the way she got out of my grasp back in the forest when she saw the key . . . it was impressive. She managed to get out of my grasp and evade me up to the point of reaching that tree. The way she ran . . . it was indescribable, hypnotizing even. I felt myself chuckle after remembering her face when she couldn't climb trees, blushing slightly about the shade of my hair.

'I mean what cat can't climb trees?!' I glanced down to her hare ears. 'Oh yeah . . .'

I have to admit I don't like the way the 'not' rabbit looks at her. I don't like her having hare ears either . . . and didn't she mention having a tail too? I mean . . .

I suddenly notice a hand with a green ribbon tied around the wrist waving in front of my face. I blink rapidly a few times before letting out an intelligent, "Huh?" 'Oh yes, way to go Boris. What an intelligent way to respond to Kat of all people in Wonderland.'

I saw her place her hands on her slightly wide hips and 'humph' at me. She cocked her head to the side and I saw a bit of worry grace her eyes. "Are you okay Boris? I was waving my hand in front of your face for a good few minutes and you didn't respond to me when I called your name. You were lost in thought for so long . . . is something troubling you? Is there anything I can do?"

I looked into her eyes that were so many different colors. 'What she said is true. The eyes really do show everything.' I shook my head rapidly so I wouldn't get lost in my thoughts again. 'I don't want her to think I am a weirdo.' I gave my cheeky, Cheshire cat smile at her, "Aww are you worried about me?"

I saw her face darken ever so slightly, if I wasn't looking so carefully I would have missed it. "Shush! Of course I am! You are my friend. Are you not?"

'Friend . . .' Why does my clock sting a little at hearing 'friend'? Whenever Alice referred to me as a friend I felt hurt too . . . but this time it's different. But I can't explain how. "Boris?" I heard Kat say worriedly while placing her hand on my clothed shoulder. I gave a strained smile to her that was sure to fool her.

"Stop with the fake smiles and tell me what is wrong." Kat said in a stern no-nonsense voice. I just looked at her with shock. Of course I was wrong. No one can seem to fool her, she sees through everything I guess.

"I was just worried about you before. You did get seriously hurt." I spoke with my usual cheeky confidence, happy that it made it seem as if I was telling a full truth. I was worried about it and I had thought about her . . . it just isn't what I was thinking about at the moment. She looked into my eyes with such a serious face and pouting lips.

'Why are her lips shiny?' I then remembered that she was eating with Elliot and felt a pain zip through my clock. 'Why was she eating with him? Was she having fun with him? Does she have more fun with him then me?'

I felt my face go serious, knowing now that I will make sure she has more fun with me today than she will ever have with that rabbit! I reached out and quickly wrapped my larger hand around hers and started to run, tugging her behind me. I saw her stumble with her steps at first but she easily gained her balance, cat genes taking affect even though they weren't seen, and gaining enough speed to run beside me. I gave a large Cheshire smile to her, "Let's shoot water guns first!"

I saw her give me a small smile, showing her pretty white teeth, "You are going down Pinky!" She said with determined, joyful eyes that made me want to just stop and stare. Okay that must have sounded creepy.

As we passed through the entrance gates and the front workers, a boy and a girl, stopped us and said that Kat needed to pay for entrance, I felt my smile immediately drop. I reached for my pistol but felt Kat's hand still in my own. I didn't want to let go of her hand just yet and looked down at our joint hands, feeling a smile grow from the previous frown.

The workers looked down to where I was looking and smiling at. I saw their eyeless faces brighten and a cheeky and devious smile appear on their faces. I think they glanced at each other but I can't tell with the lack of eyes. I began to wonder what they were up too.

"How much is entrance into the park?" Kat's bell like yet monotone voice interrupted my thoughts. 'Why is her voice like that?' The workers jolted, and I couldn't help but chuckle at that, and looked confused for a second. "No~ No~ You can go in for free. We don't want to ruin your date!"

I felt Kat jump and her face went from shocked to confused. "Date? Oh you must be confused this is—" "Thank you so much!" I yelled, cutting off Kat and running ahead, our still linked hands helping me drag her off. She yelled a thank you to the nosy workers and then tried to keep up with me.

I saw the water gun game up ahead; you know the game where you shoot water into creepy looking clown heads to fill up a balloon to pop. I picked up speed, feeling Kat struggle behind me, before suddenly stopping in front of the booth. Kat stumbled into my back, unable to stop, and fell to the ground. I turned around to help her up by I couldn't shake off the pleasant warmth that came from her body bumping into mine, I felt a warm blush cover my face.

I crouched down with one hand on my thigh and put my hand out to help her up. As soon as she latched her smaller hand into mine I pulled her up. She stepped forward a few times to gain some ground before she dusted herself off. "Sorry," she said in a sheepish voice and embarrassed smile and blush graced her face.

She than glanced over my shoulder to look at the game and I glanced over, as well, to see that the faceless manning the booth had a sly smile that matched the front gate's faceless. I looked back at my foreigner to see a happy smile on her face. "Let's play!" Kat said happily, she was slightly bouncing on her heels.

I gave a laugh at her, "Okay, just don't be a sore sport when you lose!" She went serious and looked at me with such competitiveness in her eyes that it nearly blew me away. "Oh, don't worry it won't be I that will be losing. It shall be you, my dear." I looked at her shocked to see her with her head held up higher and a small, playful smirk on her face.

"Oh really?" I questioned her with an unbelieving smile on my face, crossing my arms for emphasis. "Yes," she spoke with certainty, crossing her arms as well as cocking her hip out. "Care to make it interesting?" She added in at the end. I felt my fuchsia eyebrow go up in curiosity as my tail swayed back and forth, "Sure. What's the stakes?"

She put a finger to her chin and tapped it as she thought, her eyes went up to look at the sky and her foot rhythmically tapped the ground. "If I win you have to buy me as much chocolate as I like. What do you want if I win?" My tail swayed happily and my ears perked, 'What do I want when I win?' "If I win you have to move to the Amusement Park." I gave a happy grin when I saw her eyes widen before they fell into a sly look.

"You're on!" She said bursting with excitement, putting her hand out to shake on the agreement. I quickly grabbed her hand shaking it twice. We both sat down on the ripped, dulled red stools grabbing our water gun weapons.

"I can't believe you beat me . . ." I sat slumped down on a bench. She skipped over to me happily, "Three times~!" After she beat me the first time I demanded a rematch . . . than another. I slumped further into the wooden bench. "Oh don't be such a sour lemon. Now let's go to every candy shop here, I want my well-earned chocolate!" She said grabbing one of my hands in both of hers, trying her hardest to pull me up to my feet. I pulled my arm back to me, causing her to fall on me.

She looked up at me with frustrated eyes and put her hands on my chest and pushed off to lean away from me. "Boris, we had a deal." She got off of me and stood with her legs apart and hands on her hips looking frustrated and upset. I gave a sigh as I got off the uncomfortable bench and dragged my feet to the nearest candy shop.

'I . . . can't . . . believe . . . she . . . literally meant EVERY candy shop!?' I dragged every piece of chocolate the Amusement Park has in bags being held by a wobbly red wagon. Kat stood next to me holing half of the handle while I held the other, our pinky fingers touching. She had her eyes closed, chewing a piece of milk chocolate, a smudge of the sweet smeared at the edge of her lips. I couldn't stop myself from using my finger to take some of the smeared chocolate from her and place the sweet into my mouth. I watched her as her eyes popped open in surprise. She coughed a little as she choked slightly on the chocolate in her mouth.

"What the heck Boris? You could have asked for some chocolate if you wanted some. I might have given you a little." She gave a huff to me. "That wouldn't have been as much fun." I told her simply with my sly smile on my face. "So what are you going to do with this much chocolate?" I asked her as I hesitantly linked my pinky finger to hers, so they were hooked against the handle of the wagon. "Eat it all of course." She said with shrugged shoulders as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

Although, I was happy she didn't unhook our fingers I looked at her with shocked, and slightly scared, at her answer. "What?! How is it possible to eat an elephant's weight of chocolate on your own?! This will take you a life time and more to finish!" She glanced back at the sacks of chocolate, "Hmm, this will probably take me a week to eat, but with the time changes here I can't estimate accurately." She turned her face forward and the conversation ending for now. "Want to play darts?" I looked at her as she pointed ahead at the dart game where you pop balloons for prizes. I felt myself smile down at the slightly shorter girl quoting what she said earlier, "You're on!"

We ran to the booth that was the game we wanted to play and she looked eagerly up at the prizes and I saw her eyes light up when she saw something she wanted, I looked in that direction and felt myself look at her smugly. She turned to face me a new competitive light twinkled brightly in her blue-grey eyes; a lack of green was in them tight now.

We were each given three darts, I was blue and she was green. We each threw our darts I popped three balloons and she popped two missing her third balloon by a hairline. We were asked if we wanted individual prizes or to combine ours for a big prize. She looked up at the prize she had wanted before bringing her head down and waited for me to pick out what I wanted. I looked at the faceless who looked me expectantly, giving me the expression of You-better-give-her-what-she-wants-like-a-good-date but this isn't a date so . . . oh we all know I would give in anyway so why should I bother denying it.

I hung my head in defeat and pointed to the big prize and brought my emerald green eyes, which had gold instead of white sclera, to see the faceless look smug and satisfied with my unspoken answer. 'I swear all these faceless are in cahoots with each other. I'll shoot him later . . . wait is Kat even okay with that kind of stuff?'

I look to my side to see that the faceless was about to give Kat the prize when I cleared my throat for his attention. He looked at me with eyeless curiosity and I gave him a look that said all. I swear he looked smug, I swear it! I glared at him, and I saw him cringe, as he handed me the toy and I grabbed Kat's hand and pulled her along hearing her let out a squeal, which I will never let her live down.

When we were far enough away I turned to her and pushed the toy out between us, I turned my head in the opposite direction but kept my eyes on her. I heard her gasp as her face broke out into a big smile, the biggest I have seen her make yet. She grabbed the stuffed cat. The simple white body with black paws and ears, a grey circle around its black button eyes and small pink fake blushed cat made her so happy I couldn't help but chuckle.

When she heard me chuckle at her she looked up at me. I had thought she would glare at me and hit me for laughing at her but she did the exact opposite. She looked at me and her smile grew bigger she quickly tucked the stuffed cat under her arm and jumped at me to hug me. She hugged me tightly to her yelling "Thank you" over and over again. I kissed my cheeks and hugged me again.

When she stopped she stepped back and hugged the cat to her and had a deep blush on her face, it could have been a shade darker than my hair. "Sorry . . ." She whispered embarrassedly to me. "Huh?" Was all I could say to her. She gave a nervous laugh before she explained herself to me.

"You see . . . I," she took a deep breath, "No one has ever won me a prize before and I don't normally get presents or gifts from people. I . . . I usually give the gifts and people don't really care about what I want. So, you giving me something that I wanted and knowing that I wanted it . . . really means a lot to me. And since you rightfully won the prize you could have gotten something for yourself . . . but you didn't. You are really sweet; do you know that, Boris? Thank you. Thank you so much!"

She took a deep breath, as if she need to gain courage, and looked up at me. She had tears in her eyes, and her eyes seemed greener than before. I took in a small breath of air, "Why are you crying?!" I said it much louder than I meant and gained the attention of a few faceless passing by. "Huh?" She reached a hand up and felt under her eyes. Her eyes widened when she pulled her hand back seeing tears glistening on her fingertips.

"I suppose, you could say I am so happy I am crying." She gave a happy bell-like laugh and hugged the toy closer to herself. I smiled and asked what we should do next. She shrugged her shoulders and we just walked around to find our next method of entertainment. And, since, I couldn't hold her hand anymore thanks to the stuffed cat held in her arms I put my arm around my shoulders and she leaned into me, much to my happiness.

We walked for a while playing small games here and there and tasting some of the food at stands before we found the next big entertainment. Well, more like she found it.

"Hey! Let's do the eating competition!" I looked at the pie eating competition held on a stage. I looked questionably up at the stage and saw that the faceless man saw that he attracting the final two competitors for the competition. "Well folks, we found our final contestants needed! Come on up and see if you can beat our reigning champion!" He exaggeratedly moved to show us a chubby faceless man who had an 'I love Hamburgers' bib on.

Kat skipped onto the stage and took a seat, I followed after although much more hesitatingly. "Okay there are three competitions in this game! First ones hamburgers, second fish and the final is a surprise. Ready? Round one begin!" I started to eat and looked to see chubby stuffing his face and Kat . . . was as well. I heard a horn go off and felt a little sick but swallowed what was in my mouth.

"And we have a new champion!" The announcer said right beside me. 'I won?' Nope . . . Kat won. 'How the name of the role giver did she win?!' "What's ya name lil lady?" "Hmm, I'm Katherine, but you can call me Kat." "Okay Miss Kat anything you have to say?" "Could we perhaps begin round two, please? I am still hungry." I felt myself sweat drop at this she at all those hamburgers and is still hungry. 'How is that possible?!'

I saw that the announcer was just as shocked, "Heh heh . . . Okay round two! We have lobster, tilapia, salmon, and tuna. Begin!" 'Now this is more my forte! You are going down!' I stuffed my face with my favorite foods and my cheeks like a chipmunk. I looked to see Kat doing the same. She doesn't look so happy though . . . but I must win! I must beat that bottomless pit of a girl! I saw quite a few faceless get up and run to puke in the nearest trash can but I didn't let it distract me.

The horn soon went off and we stopped stuffing our mouths, swallowing what was left in our cheeks. "We have our winner!" I smiled happy to win until I heard what he said, "Miss Kat you have won yet again! You and Mr. Boris here were neck in neck but you won by a lobster tail!" I felt my jaw hit the floor hearing that I lost a fish eating competition to a . . . a girl!

"How did you beat me?" I couldn't help but ask, my curiosity killing me. "Well, when I was a kid it was grab and eat everything you can and eat it now or do not eat anything at all. So, I grew accustomed to eating all I could. And, as you can see from my belly I tend to have difficulty losing any weight because of it." She poked her ever so slightly present belly. "My height makes up for my weight though and I exercise on a machine and dance with Clair to help too."

"Time for our final competition!" I saw two more faceless cup a hand over their mouths and run after hearing the last competition was about to begin. "It's chocolate!" Plates of the mentioned sweet were placed in front of us. The rest of the competitors, even chubby, ran. Now it was just me and Kat.

The horn went off and Kat went . . . I have no way to describe it. I have never seen someone go that crazy over chocolate or any food before. I tried to keep up but her supply was gone before I was halfway done mine. 'I will never come between her and chocolate ever. Never ever!'

"We have a winner!" The announcer said in a scared manner. Kat turned to look at me, "Are you going to finish that?" She pointed to my chocolate and I timidly pushed the plate of chocolate towards her with one finger. Now without the time limit, she picked up one piece at a time and placed it in her mouth delicately. She savored each and every piece and you wouldn't thin k that the girl eating the chocolate so slowly and daintily defeated everyone in each eating competition.

'But how in Wonderland did she beat me in fish?!'

POV Kat:

I was so tired after playing with Boris for so long and wanted to get away for a while. 'Plus, he was kind of sour after I beat him in all three eating competitions. And me laughing at him every time he whined about it. Heh, never mess with me when it comes to the heaven called food.' I sloughed along the dirt paved road. I saw the mansion up ahead and I don't think I will be as happy as I am now to see that mansion as I am now . . . even if it does have that sickening man named Blood.

I saw the unguarded gates ahead and went to use my last reserves of energy but felt the stinging from my injured ears because of the bouncing that came from running. 'Ouch! Stupid ears! Stupid, idiotic knight!' I slowed my pace and held my aching head for a few moments and took some labored breathes because of the pain. I felt the stinging pain, caused by my sudden movement, subside into a slight throb and small head ache. I let go of my head with a wince and continued on my way to my destinations with careful and even paced steps, trailing the wagon of chocolate and my new stuffed kitty behind me.

Once I reached the beautifully crafted gate, I walked through the open gates and walked through the front doors of the mansion with my mission in mind: get to my bedroom and go to sleep. I nearly got lost a few times but I managed to get to my temporary lodgings . . . after finding myself in the kitchen and snagging the last cookie in the cookie jar, shh don't tell the hatter. 'Mwahahaha take that hatter!'

I slid my, miraculously still shiny like new, black Mary Jane's across the maroon red carpet that filled the hallway of the hatter's mansion, too lazy to walk properly and probably making those lines in the carpet from the uneven parting in the carpet. I cast my droopy, sleepy eyes down to my feet and noticed my shoes. 'Shiny.' I thought distractedly, momentarily stopping my walking, and gazing at my shiny shoes. 'Ehh they are a little boring. Note to self, decorate my shoes. Make them fabulous.' I thought the last line with a sing-song tone imagining myself flipping my hair, giggling slightly at myself. Remembering my Halloween party when I was younger and dressed as Alice in Wonderland (the irony of comparing that innocent Wonderland to the actual Wonderland I am in) wearing a long, nearly platinum blonde, wig and flipping part of the hair behind me and saying "I'm fabulous~" and my few, close friends at the time. 'That became my trademark line.' I thought fondly with a sad, nostalgic smile.

I was so lost in thought and staring at my oh-so-shiny shoes intently that I bumped into someone. I shake my head to get rid of lingering thoughts and memories and look ahead at a pure white coat and slowly bringing my head up, sourly thinking 'Oh no, not him.' I eventually see the face of the master of the mansion and frown. "I apologize for bumping into you." I bowed my head in respect and go to walk around him. His hand that held the head of his cane angled the said object in my way so I couldn't walk forward without lifting my feet. I, without moving my head, glared at him from the corner of my eyes.

"Yes?" I hissed out politely but let my annoyance show, I am too tired to deal with him at the moment. "Well, young lady, you bumped into me and don't even give an honest apology." He shook his hated head and made a tsking sound, as if he really cared about my apology. "I meant my apology Mr. Dupre, I am sorry if it didn't seem that way. But, I am really tired and want to go to bed. So, if you please," I stepped over his cane and continued on my way, leaving behind an irked hatter, who moved his can before my wagon of wonderfulness broke it.

I saw my bedroom door and walked slightly faster and heard voices around the corner and felt my eyes grow wide. 'No! No, no, no! I am going to bed now! No more distractions,' I threw my door open, jumped into the room, and shut my door, hearing the click of the lock.

I put the toe of my left foot onto the heel of my right foot's shoe and pulled the shoe off, repeated the process with my other foot. I left the wagon by the door and held the stuffed kitty in my arms. I dragged my feet across the carpeted floor toward my bed. I let myself forward onto the soft mattress and crawled under the covers, cocooning myself in the fluffy comforters. I closed my eyes, held the kitty to myself, and fell into a deep slumber. But, right before I fall into oblivion I thought of a name for my new toy, I'll name it Boris after the kind boy who gave it to me.

'Maybe, just maybe, I can trust him.'

POV Clair:

I hopped throughout the hallways like the bunny I always dreamed of being. 'Dreams really do come true, huh Kat?' I felt my smile turn upside down and sighed. I saw a soldier up ahead, their eye-less-ness kinda freaked me out so I went to go down a different hallway but he called out to me. "Hmm?" "The queen wished to speak with you in the throne room." He spoke with the upmost strictness and I nodded. I went to walk away but I stopped, "Hey where is the throne room?" I heard the knight sigh and he told me he would lead me to the queen himself. "Thanks~!"

I walked down the hearted red and white hallways towards the giant, pretty carved doors. With the doors silently opening I walked through leaving behind the faceless knight. "Clair!" I saw the beautiful queen smile and get out of her giant throne to walk down the stairs and toward me, giving me a biiiigggggg hug! "You are too cute!" She said and she rubbed one of my midnight black ears, causing me to lean into her touch, oh and Onii leaned into me as well wanting attention too. "Come we will bring you to our secret room." The red queen told me while gaining her composure again.

We walked all the way to a pair of boring doors. The queen placed her hands on the golden handles of the plain, inconspicuous doors but before she opened them she turned to face little ol' me. "If you tell anyone what is behind these doors we will have to behead you. " She said this seriously but with a pearly white smile. I gave quick nods in agreement; extremely curious about what is hidden behind the doors.

The queen opened them with a flourish and pushed me inside, stepping in quickly as to close the doors so no one looks inside. I looked at the room with a dropped jaw expression. Before me is a room filled to the brim with fluffy, cute stuffed animals. "Awwwwww!" I gave a squeal and jumped into a pile of stuffed animals, rolling around in the pile.

I quickly looked up holding a stuffed white rabbit with no eyes, "This is amazing! Kat would have a blast here!" "Oh really? Tell us why?" The queen said as she sat on a plush, pink loveseat. I nodded my head eagerly showing my truthfulness. I jumped up and jumped over to sit in a plush, white loveseat across from her. "Yup, Kat loves stuffed animals. Though she rarely lets people know so shh!" I held the stuffed bunny in the crook of my arm while using my left hand to put a finger to my lips.

"Do you want some tea?" "Yes!" I think I am on a fluffy high, too much cute to stay calm! I saw Vivaldi speak to maid to get us tea and cookies, 'Yes! Cookies!' "So Vivaldi, I never would have thought you liked this kind of stuff?" I said in a questioning tone. "Yes, we find them irresistible~" She said in a sing song voice.

When the maid arrived with our delicious, hot tea, we made small talk. "You know I never saw someone who was as obsessive of Peter as Peter was with Alice." She chuckled as she said this. "What do you mean?" I asked wondering and nervous for her answer.

"Hmm? Oh she was the foreigner here before you. Peter was completely obsessed with her. Skipping work, we had to send out several knights and maids to get him since he would never return. He even changed into a rabbit for her attention." The queen gave a laugh remembering the annoyance he was and how her beloved Alice would punch him in the head.

I stared down at the cool cup of tea in my heads, feeling a painful churn in my belly. 'Was he really like that with her? No, no, no he is probably over her by now, right?' I suddenly lost my appetite and just stared down at my tea as if it will answer all my problems. "Hmm? Clair, answer us! What is troubling you?"

"I'll go visit Peter~!" I stopped my staring and ran all the way to my beloved Peter.

"Peter~!" I sang/shouted out when I saw him writing with those old fashioned feathered pen things, which Kat would most likely know the name of, signing a paper on his wooden desk. He looked up with wide, startled red eyes. I jumped over the desk and landed in the lap of my fluffy, albino Peter. 'Yes, that's right, he's mine ladies! All mine!' I nuzzled my head, with my black bunny ears, under his chin. He pushed me away even though I wrapped my arms around his neck. "What are you doing?" I gave him big bunny eyes and my bunny ears fell back, giving him the I-am-so-innocent look. "Peter~ I'm lonely~!" I whined out to him, wanting all his attention. "Then go see the queen! I don't want to be mean. I am far too much work for you to lurk." I looked into Peter's annoyed, fiery eyes and felt mine tear up. I quickly unwrapped my arms from around his neck and jumped off of him, running from the room and away from the mad bunny. When I reached the door, I whispered out "I bet you would let Alice stay and make time for her." I heard him call out to me as I ran, somewhat, only slightly, regretting speaking about what I learned from the queen.

I ran and ran but eventually slumped down on the ground and cried.

POV Kat:

*In dream*

I skipped down the paved with chocolate road, my pretty and outlandish outfit. My shoes looked like a leprechaun's and I wore thigh-high socks: on was neon green and sunshine yellow diagonal stripes and the other is the same colors but it was sunshine yellow pok-a-dots over a neon green background. I had a black with a vibrant green frilled petticoat tutu on. I wore a bright sky blue T-shirt and it had a cotton candy pink bunny head on the front, it looked just like Usa-chan! My hair was a bright green and was a bob. For some reason or another though I still kept my animal features.

Any who, I skipped along the run singing the weirdest but most fun songs to sing, even though I can't sing well I am not a horrible screeching singer. As I was skipping along my colorful skied dream, it's like a crayon box exploded in here, I saw something highly amusing. I looked and saw something that made me wish I had a video camera or at least a regular camera. There was blood in a pink ballerina tutu (but not as pretty as my tutu!) wearing clown make-up and a rainbow wig doing the Macarena. He looked so weird and I fell down laughing and holding my stomach because it hurt so much from laughing.

Once I composed myself, although still stifling giggles, I heard a familiar voice speak. "You have highly amusing dreams, you know that right?" 'I heard that voice before . . . but where?' "You don't even bother to remember me?! I'm –" "Shh, shh, shh! Give me a moment! I'll remember . . ." 'Wait . . . only one person reads minds . . . what's his name again?' "Grrr" I heard him growl but I can't help it, it's fun to mess with him plus as long as I don't think his name he won't know I know who he is . . . okay I messed with him enough.

"Nightmare, do you know how much it is to mess with you?" I heard him huff and turned around to see that he crossed his arms and has his nose in the air. "Nightmare . . . Nightmare . . . Captain Hook . . . Black Beard wait you don't have a beard. Stop ignoring me!" He wouldn't look at me, so I went with plan B. I walked up and jumped to hug the hovering, whiny demon. He still wouldn't look at me. Ok plan C, "I'll tell Midnight you are being mean to me." I saw his eyes pop open wide and he snapped his head to look at me, "You wouldn't." He said in such a shocked and nervous voice that nearly had me laugh. I felt my straight face melt into a smile and gave a small giggle, "That's better. I don't like seeing you so serious and so, so, whatever it was a moment ago." I saw him give a relieved sigh and relax; he gave a chuckle that let to us both laughing. When we calmed down we accidentally looked at Blood and started another fit of laughter. "Do me a favor and film that for a few moments." Nightmare agreed.

Somehow, someway, he managed to make a video camera appear out of thin air. I stared wide-eyed at him, "How did you do that?!" "You ask me how I, a magical creature that controls the dream world, can make a camera appear at will when you have a bottomless satchel." ". . . Touché . . ." We film for a few moments trying not to laugh, 'Oh this will never get old.' Nightmare nods as he muffles a laugh with his hand while the other hands hold the camera steady, or tries to hold it steady.

I suddenly froze in my laughing; my face dropped its smile and became blank. "My kitty senses are tingling. Clair's in trouble." ". . . How do you know that?" Nightmare asked me. I woke myself up before I answered him.

I snapped my eyes open and sat up quickly. I jumped off of my bed and ran out of the room, ignoring the stinging protest of my injured hare ears. I, suddenly happy for my hare attributes, darted through the hallways making sharp turns and dodging startled faceless. My senses were on an all-time high, on thought was on my mind sending it on overdrive. 'Clair needs help.' I saw without actually seeing someone ahead of me by a few feet, as far as I was concerned it was an obstacle in my way. I picked up speed, the person yelling my name, I quickly leapt up, midstride, and may legs spread in a ballerina way in the air. I flew above the hindrance and landed quickly with one hand on carpeted hallway and pushed off in a sprint turned run down the hallway making a turn to the right.

'It is going to take too long to get to the door.' I moved my eyes quickly off the hallway ahead of me to the windows I passed. 'I am on the third floor . . . I can do it.' I saw a faceless had a window up ahead watering some red roses on a sill. "MOVE!" I yelled quite loudly. My sudden yell scared the faceless who dropped the watering can out of the window. I saw the faceless lean out of the window and look down at the ground where I am guessing the can landed. "I SAID MOVE!" I yelled again at the faceless maid. "Huh?" Was the only response I received.

'If I have to mow you down, lady, I will.' I picked up speed, "MOVE YOUR FICKEN ARSCH!" The maid froze and stood stock still. I growled like a predator would. I quickly picked up more speed and jump, hearing the maid squeak, I pushed her head down and used it as leverage to push myself farther out of the window, hearing the Doppler Effect take place by distorting her scream while I plummeted to the green grassed ground. I felt my stomach drop and my hair whip around my face trying to poke my eyes with their painful, soft tips. I saw the quickly approaching ground and put my arms out with bent elbows and pushed myself forward the second the pads of my fingers felt the coarse grass, summersaulting myself. I rolled forward so I pushed off the ground and ran to where I allowed my gut to lead me: to Clair, to heart castle.

I ran without pausing, wanting to reach Clair as soon as possible. I startled to hear erratic sobbing and listened carefully, identifying the sound with Clair. I followed the un-muffled wails. I saw Clair slumped on the ground, her onyx black rabbit ears hang limp as does Oni. I slid to an unsteady stop and quickly put my arms out and take a few unsteady steps to get to a stop.

I dropped to my knees in front of my foreigner friend and pull her limp, crying body into my arms, cradling her. "Shh, shh." I pet the back of her head and rocked the crying girl. I don't know how long we were sitting there, me holding her until all she could do was hold onto me and hiccup, but the time changed to late afternoon. I knew night would come soon and went to tell her that we had to go to a territory but found that the girl was asleep in my arms, 'She literally cried herself to sleep.'

I gave a sigh and carefully put one arm under her knees and the other wrapped around her back. I got to one knee and heaved her up into my arms. I carefully walked to the mansion, taking extra care to not wake her up. It took a while to reach the gates, easily three times longer than when I ran to find her. The second my first foot went into the gate, before it even touched mafia ground, the time suddenly changed to night.

I walked steadily forward, exhaustion beginning to take its toll, the adrenalin rush hi had earlier depleted to nothing. I heard the onslaught of three pairs of feet and the steady, calm walk of their leader. "Kitty-onee-chan!" I heard the twins holler as the jumped unto my legs I stumbled backwards from the sudden onslaught of weight as well as being unsteadied from the extra weight of Clair. But, I was caught with warm, large hands.

"Geez Louise, boys! You nearly knocked me down! I already have extra weight of me because I have to carry Clair. Geez . . . I missed you too." I looked up at my savior, and Clair's savior since I am holding her, seeing violet eyes and a small smile upon his face. "Thanks, Elliot." I felt my face heat up ever so slightly in embarrassment and awe, I mean it seriously, I am not light and Clair is extra dead weight.

I forced myself to take on my, and Clair's, weight again, it was a struggle since I really spent all my energy. "Kitty-onee-chan come play a game with us!" I forced myself with half-opened eyes to keep my eyes off of the twins, knowing they would use puppy-dog eyes on me. "Sorry buys but Kitty-onee-chan is really tired and I have to take Clair to my room. I'll play tomorrow. But, I really need some sleep. I didn't sleep restfully before, actually my dream was quite amusing and we got a good laugh."

I felt my lips rise in a sleepy smile with my half-lidded eyes fill with mirth. "We?" I looked to see Elliot look at me with confusion. "Yeah, that silly pirate visited me in my dream. He finds my head amusing." ". . . Pirate?" I giggled remembering when I pretended to not remember his name. "Nightmare." I saw Elliot's eyes squint in my direction. I leaned towards him, "Are you okay, Elliot?" He gave me a gruff grunt and a curt nod. I stared him in the eyes, sleepy or not I can tell the difference. "I do not appreciate lies, Elliot. . . . I won't force you to tell me but if you care to share I am all ears."

I felt myself yawn, my tongue curling inwards and, unluckily for me, I am unable to cover my wide open mouth. "Geez, I am getting really tired. I need to go to bed before I start to act out." "What do you mean, Kitty-onee-chan?" I heard the blue twin ask me with a cute voice.

"Hmm? Oh . . . I tend to get really hyper and act without thought. For example, voicing my opinions and every weird thing that goes through my head. I also get really . . . what's the correct term for it? Clingy? No . . . I just want to cuddle people and hug them . . . Clair like! That's a good way to describe it. I would become like Clair is to Peter with someone. And a few other unimportant things."

The three Hatters stared at me. "Brother, I want to see Kitty-onee-chan act like that." "Me too, brother." I heard the blue twin respond to the red twin. I saw their, slightly blurred by sleepiness, faces turn to me, "Stay awake Kitty-onee-chan!" "No, now I am heading to bed." I walked with slightly uneven steps.

"Let me walk you." I turn to see a slightly clear Elliot, figuring out he was the one speaking to me. "M'kay." 'Oh no my speech pattern is already going. At least I still have thought.' We walked in companionable silence. I admit I liked being able to walk quietly with someone and feel safe, comfortable, and . . . happy.

We saw my temporary bedroom a few feet away and I chanced a glance at Elliot. I saw his gleeful smile turn into a sad (?) smile. 'Looks like my ability to see right is going too. And my ability to understand expressions . . . that's new though.' I handed Clair over to Elliot while I went into my pocket for my bedroom door key. I unlocked my door and opened it wide placing my shoe to keep the door open, which I failed to put on when I ran, err jumped, out of the mansion earlier. I walked to my bed and pushed the messy covers to the side so when I put Clair on the bed I can just place the warm covers over her. I slowly and unsteadily walked to the March Hare.

I put my arms out to show Elliot that I can take Clair back. He gently placed Clair into my arms while I felt my consciousness waver. I quietly walked to my bed and placed Clair onto the fluffy mattress, moving the cover to cover her body in warmth. I swayed in my walk to the helpful non-rabbit. "Thanks Ellie." I say sweetly while going on my tippy toes and pulling him down by his shoulder glazing my lips to his cheek in a whispered kiss.

I step back and smile sleepily at him closing the door with a wave. I drag my feet to the bed and collapse onto the covers. I pull the covers out from under me, which was a struggle, and cocoon myself in them, slightly unhappy with having to share.

Weird sleep personality

Okay so this chapter was getting really long and I decided to cut it off here. So yay me. Authors notes after translations and disclaimers.

German to English

Ficken – f***ing (sorry for the really bad language this time)

Arsch – ass

Disclaimers:

I do not own HnKnA

I do not own OHSHC

I do not own Clair, MikuNinja0607 does.

I do not own Midnight, my other friend does.

I do not own the Macarena.

I do not own Captain Hook.

I do not own Black Beard.

I do own this story and Kat.

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