Disclaimer: I don't own Alice in Wonderland.
Hello, it has been too long since I last updated! I am ashamed. Lots has happened since I last did as well :S
I went to London and payed a visist to the Library where low and behold there was a whole section dedicated to the different printings and drawings of Alice in Wonderland. I spent an hour ogling at the variety of books behind the glass in pure amazment!
I have completed my exams and got results. Got my A in History, but will have to resit my E in German. Next Tuesday is the last time I come back to school after summer hols. I am now in the last year! Argh! I am too young! I feel 3¬¬
Arggh.
Thank you guys for making this one of my most popular stories :) You all make my day :)
Hopefully this will be worth the wait? ^^' OH I RENAMED IT! I have problems with titles, they never fullfill my... dunnno really. Fabulae Mirabiles means Fairy Tale in Latin or something like that :) bit of a mouthful, may change it back. OH well laa di da. I will shut up now.
A group of animals rested high above the dance, observing the scene below. They were sat on the rafters high above, which formed a kind of balcony. Above them, was the domed roof with cupids dancing across it like the people down below.
"This is ye last chance, me mates! If ye wanna change ye best I'd do so now, I would, or else ye stuck with it!" A rather strange half eagle half lion animal declared in his rough accent.
"Bets?" A purple cat purred. "You aren't doing this nonsense are you?"
"Certainly am, you wanna place one?"
"No not particularly." The cat purred, suddenly looking down trodden. "I lost last time."
"That's because you voted for the rabbit!" Howled the caterpillar in delight. He was smoking a hookah rather rapidly. "Anyone could have seen he was totally wrong!"
"Hey!" The White rabbit protested. "Don't be awful! What do mean I was 'wrong'!"
"Shut up, you fur ball. You moaned all the time, like you are doing now!" The caterpillar waved his Hookah round wildly and the rabbit ducked slightly to avoid been knocked over the edge.
The Dodo, had already nearly fell into the crowds below. That would have been a sight; an extinct bird falling into the elite of London.
"I'm late, I'm late!" He mimicked in a high pitched tone. "She thought you were mad!"
"Well what about you, you miserable sod!" The rabbit scowled.
The Cheshire cat sighed and peered over the edge.
"You kept telling her weird things. You were no help at all and at least I made sure she knew where she was going and was on time!"
"It don't seem right ye know." The griffin voiced, above the arguing creatures.
"What doesn't?" The turtle turned his head.
The Cat suddenly became interested once more and the other two stopped bickering to listen to the voice of reason.
"There aint no Hare." The griffin stated simply.
Only the sound of the music and chatter from down below filled the air in the rafters for a moment.
"What did he actually see?" The rabbit asked. Everyone shrugged and turned to the cat.
"Oh dear." The cat sighed and stretched out. "You really want to know?"
Everyone nodded.
"We have a new character my friends, someone worse than what we have seen before."
"Even than the Jabberwocky?" The mouse exclaimed.
"Yes." The cat licked his lips and began to clean his whiskers.
"And the bandersnatch?"
"Yes."
"Even... the Jabberwocky and Bandersnatch teamed up, and placed in a deadly game of hockey, with fire breathing and supernatural capabilities?"
"Yes."
"The Jabberwocky was never bad anyway!" The rabbit stated.
"He had bad breath." The caterpillar puffed out smoke as he spoke.
The characters murmured in agreement.
"Yeah, it was awful."
"Smelt of dead things."
"That's cos he ate dead things numpty!"
"This new character" As the cat spoke silence fell once again. "Threatens everything and he happened to pick on the Hare, as he was the first to awaken here."
"*yawn* he keeps talking about Dolls and strings and something and something else. *yawn*" The dormouse whispered.
Silence followed for a moment.
"Hold on, hold on!" The caterpillar cried, holding out a hand to steady himself against thin air. "How in the bloody hell, did we get up here?"
Lacie swayed with Finley in a comfortable silence. It was a slower dance, making the two pairs go in close proximity.
"Finley?"
"Yess?" He smiled at her, in a rather cat like manner.
"When you sang a happy unbirthday... you did it completely wrong!"
"What do you mean." One of his eyebrows raised in amusement.
"One sings that song on the 364 days it is not ones birthday, therefore been an unbirthday." She grinned sheepishly. "You sang it on the wrong day."
"Oh, so you want me to sing it now? Here? Alright then!" He laughed and opened his mouth taking a deep breath. Lacie squealed and placed her hand over his mouth. They stared into each others eyes before bursting into laughter. Everyone around them, gave them strange looks.
"Come, lets go into the garden." Finely smiled, glancing around. "Before you fiancée comes looking for you."
Lacie paled and nodded, taking his hand, letting herself be dragged off. But before they reached the door, someone else took her other hand, getting dragged behind Lacie. She gasped and turned her head, dreading the worst.
"Mr. Holmes!" She exclaimed.
"Ms. Phantom!" He exclaimed back, grinning.
"Ah, Sherlock!" Finley smiled. "Nice of you to join us. Are you following?"
"Certainly, my furry friend!"
The three entered the plush gardens.
"Oh my,look at the stars!" Lacie stopped, pointing up to the sky.
Finley looked at her and then to the stars, which were clustered, twinkling and blinking white lights. Sherlock peered up, squinting, leaning over Lacies' shoulder.
"I don't see nothing!" He proclaimed, before dancing around the garden, shouting something about tea.
"Is he quite alright?"
"Nope. Mad as a Hatter." Finley grinned to himself.
"Hmm. I am not stupid, sir." Finley was shocked at her sudden sullen and determined tone of voice.
"Excuse me?"
"You all bear uncanny resemblances to my mothers old stories. You with your Cheshire Cat like abilities. Mr. Holmes with his love for tea and Madness like the Mad Hatter..."
"I resent that!" Holmes said, before something took his eyes. "A Butterfly!"
He ate it.
One of the animals, the rabbit appeared in on the of the upper windows, leading off from the rafters the others were sat on and watched in amusement. How you gonna deal with this then?
"And I have not failed to notice the animals hanging around everywhere, Owl, Eagles, Griffins, Rabbits, Caterpillars and even Dodo's!"
"Shit." The rabbit whispered, as he edged back inside.
"And this watch!" Lacie pulled out the watch. "I demand to know what is happening."
Other animals began to appear, the Cheshire Cat the only one who ventured down in a purple mist to sit on the gazebo.
"I know you are not stupid." Finley said matter of factly. "When I first saw you, I knew you were extremely well endowed in brains."
"I didn't. I thought you were thick!" Holmes exclaimed, while prancing around. Lacie and Finley ignored him.
"The fact of the matter is Lacie... we are dying."
Finley turned his back to her and observed the beautiful starlit sky.
"It is all hard to explain..."
He clenched his fist, and a foreign and seemingly natural wind breathed across his shimmering hair. He turned around and smiled sadly at her.
"Your mother was killed by a mad man."
"Not me!" Sherlock bellowed.
"Yes, not him. But something worse than that; as soon as she was killed, the place we come from began to fade, colours drained away from flowers, from people, buildings, everything. Some escaped, through the rabbit hole; we had never been above their before." he breathed in. "Some have gone back, snuck back into the twisted place, to find the colours back. Oh the colours are back, but something is warping it, beyond what it once was. Our home will kill us eventually."
He took her hands.
"When your mother died, so did her imagination. Part of her imagination was Wonderland. But it was not only use that came forth from the rabbit hole. A disease followed..."
"The Mad Hatter disease." She gasped, raising a hand to her mouth.
"That was not... actually it was me..." Sherlock looked sheepishly at the floor, kicking up dirt with his foot.
"So, you think I can save you?" Finley nodded.
"How? With what? I am but a girl,a mere girl."
"So? Some of the greatest leader have been girl's or of that gender." Finley smiled. "It was a girl that created us, started it all."
"Ah." A musically quiet voice spoke out. "You have told her?"
The young Princess in red stepped into the flowery garden.
"That is not our only concern, girl." She walked up to Lacie. "There is a period of civil war, between myself and my sister. I am afraid it may have been that, which made everything go wrong."
She placed two red gloved hands on Lacie's shoulders, smiling kindly. "You still have the watch here on you?"
"Yes, ma'am." Lacie attempted to bow.
"There is no need to bow." The Princess yawned and looked up the stars. "It is time."
She shoved Lacie backwards. Lacie stared in shock, expecting only to collide with the grass as she stumbled back. In slow motion, she felt the ground behind her crumble, she felt gravity pulling her into the hole created. She saw the roots of trees go past slowly, and above her she could hear muffled cries of 'NO!' and the faces of the Princess, Sherlock and Finley, before the earth swallowed her.
Authors Notes:
So far the animals are my favorite... I modelled the caterpillar on one of my friends. All the animals have 1 or more human counterpart. Why? Not sure yet.
I was never going to send her down the Rabbit hole, but then I decided too. It keeps it in with the book story :)
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Critiscm greatly accepted. But no flames...
I actually made a mistake in another FanFic, and someone pointed it out, but thought I did it one purpose... maaah! Going to sort that out now... heheee ^^'
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