I know that it took so long for the last chapter to be uploaded
But I think there was a problem with , I had the chapter ready a week ago and this whole week, whenever I tried to upload the next chapter it came up with an error.
I hope that is everything fixed now...
Enjoy~
Love LadyCaledonia
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Follow Me Down
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are.
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Alfred spent the rest of the day with the wonderful Hatter, who told him magnificent stories about his home of Wonderland. He was told stories of a girl who followed a white rabbit down a hole, of a kingdom built like a chessboard and of a cat who's smile remained long after he disappeared.
It was with reluctance, that when the Hatter checked that golden pocket watch of his, that he told the boy it was getting late in the boy's world and thus he would have to leave.
"But I wanna hear more stories!" whined Alfred with a cute pout.
The emerald eyed man chuckled and gently pet the boy's head. "And you will hear more stories, my boy...in your dreams...now off to your own world..."
Hatter walked the boy back to the door that he had walked for, the blue eyed child gazing back at the brilliant man and his wonderful world. With a smile and a wave, the boy walked out the glass door and left the Hatter's domain.
A loud cry pierced the air around the hatted man, his emerald eyes gazing out into the vast jungle. He calmly reached for his top hat, flattening it in his hands which cause sharp blades to appear out of the hat's brim...like a spiked frisbee.
"Shall we dance again Jabberwock...?" the Hatter said darkly as his attacker made itself known...
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The Hatter was right about one thing, in Alfred's dreams he met the man again though it was in a different setting than the one he had previously met him in. Instead, little Alfred was in a forest, the black trees holding no leaves. Instead, tea pots and tea cups dangled from the branches by their handles. The blonde child stopped when he came to a clearing in the forest, to be met with an incredibly long dining table. Atop the table were many sweets and treats, cups and steaming pots. He smiled as he noticed at the very head of his table was his friend the Hatter, chattering to two other people who were sat with him.
"Come Alfred, you're just in time for the tea party!" Hatter called, pulling out a seat next to him.
Alfred was eager to join the party, running over and climbing into the seat as Hatter fondly pet his head. "And who is yer friend hatter...?" asked a tall man next to the Hatter. Alfred turned to look at this man...or creature, he wasn't sure. The man was certainly taller than Hatter by a good few inches and he had fiery ember hair. His eyes were a crystal blue and he was dressed in a blue tartan waist coat and a long sleeved white shirt. His tan trousers seemed frayed at the end, and a multitude of belts hung from his waist...the most Alfred could count were four...what was weirder though that sticking out from the man's head were two long brown ears, similar to a rabbit but certainly taller...a fluffy brown tail could be seen poking out of his trousers.
"This is my new friend Alfred, he comes from the Upperland..." explained the Hatter, gesturing to the rabbity man for Alfred. "This is McHare the Nintey-Ninth..."
"Lucky ninety-nine!" laughed McHare as he drank from his chipped tea cup. "And the sleepy mouse over there is Dormy..."
At the mention, Alfred turned his head to look at the third person at the table, who right now had his head resting on the table and seemed to be snoring. He was a brunette, with curls that fell around his face. This man wore a waist coat too, though his was adorned in pale green swirls. From where Alfred was sitting, he could see that the brunette had a long mouse like tail, and mousy ears jutting out from the curls...what strange but wonderful friends the Hatter had!
"Can I stay a little longer this time...?" whispered Alfred, blue eyes darting to the many drinks and treats that adorned the table.
"You may stay as long as you like Alfred..." Hatter insisted with a sparkle in his emerald eyes. "You are our V.I.P. after all..."
The table was soon in regular chatter, except for the Doormouse who slept through the conversation...throughout the entire conversation, Alfred did not question the blood on Hatter's clothes, or the scratches on his face...
End of Chapter
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Sorry it took so long to be ready!
So, Scotland is going to be the March Hare (McHare) and Wales is going to be the Door Mouse (Dormy)
But who was the Jabborwock that attacked poor Hatter? What is Hatter hiding? And what will happent to poor Alfred?
We shall see!
Next chapter...disaster strikes...
Read and Review please!
Love LadyCaledonia
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