You Make Me Better
AN: This story takes place while Alice is still in wonderland and eventually it will turn into a post wonderland story. Alice in this story is more like the Alice from the book the way she should have been portrayed.
It is my first time at fanfiction so please let all criticism be constructive and please review.
(Alice's Pov)
'Where the hell am I?' Alice asked herself as she followed the rather wet and smelly man into what looked like some kind of stock market for emotions. 'I wonder where that man ran off to.' She heard some rather narcoleptic feminine looking male talk about something called clear conscious. 'What a queer little world, where people pay for emotions, don't they have any of their own.' At this time, the rather smelly man came and took her into a big office like room, where he takes the rag off of her arm to show the glyph placed on there.
(Hatter's Pov)
A smelly little man has just walked into my office, claiming that he had found an oyster that was the Alice of legend. He said that she was looking for someone that had been taken. She had tried to give him "bucks" as payment but he didn't take it. Anyway, I told him to bring her into the office and we will discuss payment. I wasn't expect a pretty lady standing there in a very wet dress.
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
"No thank you, who are you?"
"A friend ... I hope, I run the tea shop. How did you escape from the scarab?"
"I used my hairpin and knocked out the bottom latch and fell into the ocean. What is this place?"
"Oh... wonderland."
"But that's a story in a kids book."
"Does this look like a kids story to you? Its changed alot since then"
"So it was real?"
"You oysters don't believe in us, and quite frankly we don't want you to."
"Why am I an oyster because of this?" As she holds her arm up for me to see the glyph that was burned there.
"Yup, only your kind get those marks because the light burns oysters, its a way for the queen to mark her batch."
And finally the silly little ratty man finally interjected into the conversation, "She's Alice, tell'em who you are."
This perked up my interest
"You see Ratty here thinks your the Alice of legend, because the last time a girl called Alice came her from your world she brought down the whole house of cards, but you cant possible be her, oysters don't even live that long."
Then the smelly little man exclaimed, "I still want a good price"
"I am not for sale."
(Alice's Pov)
I watched this strange man with a hat walk over to a cupboard filled with funny little apothecary bottles filled with different colored liquids and labeled with different emotions. He gives a bottle with a red liquid in in to Ratty, and starts telling him what the liquid was.
"This sir, is excitement, 60 oysters were drained to give you this one chance to feel a little excitement, to give you the feeling of winning just once. Now only use one drop at a time once a day or your tiny, little shriveled up heart might burst from all the emotion.... Got It? Good, now go.
He really smells."
'I start to pick apart his little speech and something draws out to me...drained...does that mean tortured... is Jack being tortured, for his emotions?'
"What do you mean drained?"
"See your kind are called oysters here because of the precious little pearls you carry inside yall, you know your emotions. So...Ratty tells me that you are looking for some other oyster?"
"Yes...my boyfriend Jack Chase, some man with a white rabbit printed on his lapel, kidnapped Jack.
"Well, the White Rabbit Organization takes people from your world, for the queen to lock them into her casino, draining them of all emotion to make some extremely valuable tea."
"Well, how do I get into the casino?"
"That's the thing...you don't. I know some people who know some other people who know other even more important people, who like to help your kind."
(Hatter's POV)
As I walked to cupboard pull out at a coat to one; hide the glyph so we wouldn't draw to much attention to the glyph on her arm and two; the very wet dress was starting to distract me. I finally find my old purple coat, I try to help her into the coat but she goes and questions my integrity, and to be honest I was seriously hurt. I know she doesn't trust me...yet, but she will in time.
"Do you know why they call me Hatter? "
"Because you wear a hat."
"No...they call me Hatter because I am always there when they pass the hat, so to speak, you know philanthropy, call it what you will but all I want is to help you find your...."
"Jack." "Help you find your Jack and return the both of you to your charming world of children story's."
"I don't believe you."
"I know what your thinking if I am the frying pan then, outside that's the frier, but I know people who like to help your kind, and if I scratch their back they..."
"scratch yours."
"Exactly a lot of scratching."
She finally puts the coat on as I walk away to my private exit and I do tell her to please keep up and as I open the door I can see the fear and annoyance written on her face.
(Alice's POV)
So I am hoping this man is seriously gonna help me, or just sell to me the next guy. He does seem trustworthy and wants to be a friend, so I should at least try to be civil to the man and then he goes and opens the door to my worst fear...heights.
(Hatter's POV)
This Alice, is really starting to get under my skin. This isn't like me when have I ever helped anyone without me gaining anything. But its something about her determination about finding this other oyster, that made my heart want to help her. And when I see the fear on her face when I opened the door, I can't help but feel something tug in my heart towards...her.
An: Okay like I said before this is my first story, someone please tell me to continue or not. Hope to hear from yall soon.