Thank you for reading what I've posted so far! :D It makes me happy to see that REAL people are actually READING a story that little-old-me wrote. Although, I haven't gotten any reviews. Does that mean that you don't like the story so far, or are you just too lazy to write a review? Well, I can't really blame you for being lazy. That'd be very hypocritical of me. :) On with the story!

Alice was getting a serious sense of déjà vu. The last time she was at the Ascots', she was at a party. The party was, in a way, for her. And here she was again, running away from it.

Although this time, she wasn't running in a panic and chasing McTwisp, the waistcoat-wearing White Rabbit. She was running through the forest on her own account. She was finally doing something for herself! For her own happiness. She was going back to Wonderland! Forever!

She laughed with joy as she ran past trees and bushes, entirely away from the party now and surrounded by wildlife.

Alice was surprised at how easy it really was to make her decision. She doubted she'd ever see Lord Ascot, Lowell, or anyone in her family ever again. She'd miss them, but she knew she was doing the right thing. Alice had finished what she intended to do and now she was going back to her true friends. She'd see Hatter again!

Alice stopped running around, having found the rabbit hole. Now that she thought about, it really didn't look all that ordinary. Or perhaps she was looking at it differently because she knew what lay at the other end of it.

She heard some rustling behind her and grew worried. She didn't want to stay any longer if the wind picked up or the weather decided to turn bad. She wanted to leave the otherworld on a good note.

I'm already think of this place as if it was never my world. . . But then again, when was it?

So Alice took one long, last look around her former world, took a deep breath, and stepped once toward the hole. She lifted up the skirt of her dress and dived down into the rabbit hole.

She really couldn't help screaming her head off on the way down. She just kept falling faster and faster! Alice flew past shelves and pictures all along the walls of the hole. From the corner of her eye she saw the piano that had almost crushed her the last time she had fallen down this tunnel. It was playing by itself again, a melody Alice didn't recognize. She dodged lamps and books and all sorts of things. The avoiding of so many speeding objects took all of her concentration to not get hit. The last thing she wanted was to enter Underland unconscious.

Finally, the hole was getting narrower until Alice saw the end of it. Curiously, the hole Alice had made when crashing through her previous time was gone, and Alice readied herself for impact.

"Ugh!" Alice broke through. "Ow!" Now she had slammed to the floor, although technically, she was on the ceiling. She sat up, looking around at everything upside down.

Shouldn't I have fallen down by-

UMPH. Really, why was the way into Underland so annoyingly painful?

Alice stood up and dusted herself off. The swinging chandelier above her was moving back and forth, causing the dim lighting in the circular room to have a distorting effect. The room itself was the same as before, with locked doors all around her and a table in the center of the room with the pishsalver on it. The drink still had a tag on it labeled: DRINK ME. Another curiosity: the bottle was full. Was this room checked upon by someone after a visitor arrives and then leaves? If so, who would that someone be to bring more pishsalver and fix the hole in the floor/ceiling?

The only thing those questions brought to mind was another question that she had never thought of before. How often did people fall down that hole and return to the Otherworld, having forgotten everything about Underland?

Alice shook her head. Now was not the time to think about such things.

She took the key off the table, and with it still in her hand, uncapped the pishsalver. She wouldn't make the same mistake as last time and have to eat the upelkuchen in order to grab the forgotten key off the table.

Alice remembered what she had said three years ago before she drank the pishsalver. "It's only a dream." Ha! How painfully literal and dull-minded she had been back then. But it was alright now. She remembered everything.

She gulped down some pishsalver, choking at its sour taste. She could feel her dress becoming loose and soon enough she was consumed by it, until all her clothing fell upon her. She crawled her way through the mess of cloth and made it out gasping for air. Alice held out her hand with a triumphant smile. She had the key. No need for the upelkuchen now.

Alice shivered and realized she was very cold. She looked down and gasped. She was completely bare! Last time she was lucky enough to have an undergarment on that could serve as a gown if tied correctly. Now she had nothing.

She put her hands on her hips. She had to figure out something, because she was not in the mood to go skipping around Underland nude.

The chandelier was still swinging a bit and the light reflected off something behind her. She turned and saw a glass chest on the floor, near the upelkuchen.

Having moved in front of the chest, Alice stood in awe. It was a dress! A beautiful dress. It was just her size and was the perfect length. The gown was pure white with puffy sleeves and had little, blue specks all over it. There were few blue sparkles at the top, but they grew in number as they neared the bottom of the dress. The fabric of the whole thing was rather odd, though. It was soft and stretchy, but at the same time strong.

Alice felt much better when she had the dress on. She was going to close the chest when she saw the note. It must've been under the dress.

She picked up the note and read:

Dearest Alice,

If you're reading this, you've returned! If you're not reading this, well, then these words are pointless. Nevertheless, I made this dress for you just in case you did, indeed, come back to Underland. You'll find that the fabric of this dress is different than the ones you know of. It's made of strampth, and if you change sizes as frequently as you did your last visit here, you'll need this dress. It'll change size just as you do.

If you're truly back in Underland again, please come to me as soon as you can.

Yours truly,

Tarrant Hightopp.

Alice stared at the note, then at the dress, and back at the note again. Hatter made this dress? He had so many talents! She couldn't wait to see him and thank him for his marvelous gift. She had promised she'd come back, after all. Why did it seem like Hatter didn't believe her? Oh, well. He'll see.

Sadly, Alice had to leave the note behind because she didn't have anything to put it in to carry with her.

Well, better get going. Alice jogged over to the red curtain covering the door to Underland. She was too small to be able to pull it aside, so she crawled underneath it. She put the key in the lock and turned it. She heard a click and the door was open.

It was a very good thing Alice looked before she stepped through the open doorway because all there was waiting for her on the other side of the frame was another, seemingly endless, hole.

I know for a fact that this wasn't here last time.

Alice gave the hole no other thought. "Wonderland is simply full of surprises." For the second time in the same hour, she jumped into a dark, abysmal void.

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