Gosh. I disappeared for a little bit there... Anyway, this is the first time I've really written Sidney so hope you like it.
He didn't understand these strange feelings that had begun to fester deep inside him. At first he thought it was hatred that he held for the girl that the other, disgustingly white rabbit, Peter White, had cherished above all else. He thought that if the white rabbit loved something then he, the black rabbit, would detest it. This was, however, not the case as he felt he did not hate the poor girl. Rather, he admired her. No, he admired her work ethic, not her. That's what he wanted to think but as he thought deeper about these feelings…
She worked hard enough for several breaks. It shouldn't matter to him how she spends these breaks. It shouldn't matter to him that she leaves the castle to visit other territories, to visit the other male role holders. It shouldn't matter, so why does it irk him when she leaves? It irritates him when she says goodbye even if she will return. She always returned, so it shouldn't matter to him what she does. She even returned long before her break finished but he always impatiently awaited her return only to greet her with a sharp tongue and soured words… But he always felt better upon her return.
He had never felt this feeling before that was welling up when he thought of Alice. It wasn't hate, he knew that feeling well. It was a foreign feeling that confused and bewildered him. He spent many waking and restless hours to ponder this great mystery that loomed over his being. And even after pondering the fact for so long, he was still unable to see that his feeling he had for the young, sweet, hard working girl was actually love.
