Happy new year everyone!

Sorry for the short chapters, but I don't want to pull something out of my head; I'm afraid I might start to dislike the story like some of my other xD

Chapter 1

Oz had pranced all around the room happily, while Gilbert looked most horror-struck. Alice, of course, paid no mind to this and looked at Oz annoyed, because he lacked attention for her.

"But what is it?" She asked loudly, breaking through his happy face. Sharon had announced that she had been invited to a ball the next day and that she wanted to bring all of them with her; and Oz had started ranting about cute girls in frilly dresses. Whatever frilly may mean.

Gilbert, who would be polite to the girl once a month, looked over and shrugged. "It's a fancy party that some people give. A lot of rich people are invited." Alice nodded.

"And a lot of rich girls will be- ouch!" He whined as Alice implanted her feet into his back. He got the point, sat down and kept his mouth shut, grinning sweetly at Alice.

"Then I'll be going too!" She announced, not knowing she would've come anyway. But of course, this got a reaction from the other lady in the house, and Alice was splattered with Sharon's compliments. "Alice, we'll have to search a dress for you! I have just the cutest in my room! Oh, and we'll have to do your hair… maybe we can put it up, or curl it, or…"

Alice didn't pay attention to Sharon's many ideas and just looked at Oz again. "What do people do on a ball?"

Oz shrugged happily. "They meet other people, drink and eat some, dance a lot…"

The following day, Oz - who had been whining that he had wanted to see Alice in a dress - had been pushed into a room with Gilbert and Break, even though the latter disappeared through a random closet pretty soon, and Alice had been thrown into Sharon's quarters, where a whole bunch of dresses were seated.

First, Alice almost attacked a servant when they started pulling out her coat. When Sharon explained she needed a bath she grudgingly stood still before being washed thoroughly – but why wasn't she able to wash herself? Instead of complaining loudly Alice sent glares to the servants, who finished the job all too quickly.

"Now, you wear red too often." Sharon proclaimed and Alice wondered how long she had to stand in the middle of the room in only her undergarments. Not that she minded it, it felt free and easy to walk in.

"Maybe purple? I think that might be too much though. Or white!" This continued for a good ten minutes before Sharon pulled out a set of three dresses, and gently laid them down on a huge bed. "Do you like one in particular, Alice?" Sharon asked gleeful and Alice, against her own will, decided to do something nice and looked at the three dresses, before looking at the giant stack of them. Something stuck out yes…

"And what about that one there?" Alice asked, pointing at something blue that stuck out. The maids fished it out and held it in front of her.

Sharon pouted. "Isn't that one a little dark? I mean, you look cuter if you wear something bright!" Alice nearly snorted; cute? That wasn't in her dictionary.

"I want that one." She declared defiantly. Sharon tried to put on some big-sister behaviour more, before Alice sweetly asked her 'big sister' if she could please wear that one.

And that, of course, had Sharon over in a tiny second. "Oh Alice, of course!" She said, still happy that Alice actually called her sister.

The next hour, Alice had verbally abused two maids, but the dress was on, at least. Before they'd do her hair, she quietly watched as Sharon got into a white dress herself and arranged her own hair.

"Now, I think it'll be nice if we put your hair up." This had got, of course, another few complaints of Alice, as they roughly pulled at her hair and nearly tore some strands out in order to get in a good knot.

Once they were finished, Alice was positively sure she'd never, ever, wanted to be a noble.

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If she were any normal, young girl, Alice would have felt like crying. But because she's Alice, she felt like breaking something, preferably something hard. Those dresses were awful! Not to mention the dancing. She didn't remember all the sorts that existed of the waltz. And Oz knew them all! Guess there was something in that head of him.

Alice had a scowl plastered on her face as she watched Oz beg Sharon for a dance. She eventually complied, and Break left Gilbert to talk to some people of Pandora. She lost sight of Gilbert too. Che. They all just left her here.

She quickly turned around and took off to wait in the carriage. The party wouldn't go on much longer anyway… it should be around midnight!

"Miss Alice~" Oh, how she dreaded those words. No one called her that except for Break. "Do you not enjoy the party?"

"Nope."

"Such eloquence~" He took her arm and led her back inside as he said that. Alice pulled lightly, but he had quite the iron grip. "What are you doing? Let me go, idiot! I don't wanna go in there!" She accused after a few seconds of pulling. Break smirked. "Why not?"

"Why not?! I can't dance for starters! There's no meat and Oz is constantly dancing with other g… people!"

"Are you jealous?" he inquired smartly and Alice raised her chin. "Of course not, stupid clown! But he's my servant; he should be teaching me how to dance!"

"You want to learn, then?"

Alice nodded fiercely; Sharon had been in to her getting into dresses so much, that everyone forgot she couldn't dance. "Else I'd be left out on these parties! Not that I like them. Too many fancy people. But I don't want seaweed head to touch anything that's mine, that is."

"Might I say you look pretty fancy yourself, Miss Alice. And I wouldn't mind teaching you the fine steps of the English Waltz either."

Did he mean anything with that? Alice furrowed her eyebrows lightly. Fancy? Was that an insult?! How dare he! Or maybe it was something neutral? Damn clown!

"She's not listening!" Emily chirped out and Alice glared at the mentally wrong doll. "It's too late for that isn't it." She started. "We're already here!"

"Nonsense." Break replied, stopping mid-step. Alice automatically stopped as well and he gently turned her around. "It isn't difficult."

"Oh no. I'm not showing off how much I suck in a place full of gracious swans." Alice spat out, pulling her hand out of Break's. He grinned. "The hall seems rather empty though."

"Bite me. I'm not gonna practice here!" Alice turned around and walked to the wide open doors, entering the party once more. Oz was still happily dancing with random girls, while Sharon was talking to some rich looking people. Oh hell, they all looked rich.

"Let's go, then~" Break grabbed her arm rather forcefully and practically dragged her to the dance floor. It took all of her restraint not to lean to the ground and bite his arm, but Oz wouldn't like it. She had to keep up…some sort of reputation.

"Stupid clown! I told you I can't dance!" She seethed, while he placed one hand on her waist.

"Yes Miss Alice, I have heard."

With one tug, Alice was lifted in the air and standing on… something? She widened her eyes as Break's body seemed a lot closer. "Now, let us proceed, shan't we?"

Horror-stricken Alice realised Break lifted her feet unto his. Wasn't that heavy? She knew she wasn't tall or fat, but still! Rather smoothly he moved her around on the dance floor. With a concentrated frown Alice looked at Break's shirt. What if he released her and she fell? She'd kill him. Oh yes. The hell with seals. She'll overpower Raven if she wants to!

"Not that hard, am I wrong?" He asked cheerily. Alice looked up quickly. "Che. You just concentrate for your own, stupid."

"Of course, Miss Alice."

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