Look at meehh, I am just updating SOOOO speedy quick! I wass just so happy to get your reviews that I whipped out mah laptop and typed for two straight hours until this little chapter finally turned up! I was just... *sniff sniff* soooo touched... anyways, this chapter is certainly less serious than the previous two, but we are dealing with Peter so what do you expect! xD

SO let's get down to business, shall we?(:

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Serena fell for what seemed like hours. How had a hole appeared so suddenly? All she knew was that it had to do with the man laughing hysterically beside her.

"Isn't the feeling of falling just enchanting, Serena?"

"You are insane!" the flailing girl fired at the exhilarated rabbit. His arms and legs were outspread, almost as if he were completely relaxed, and his expression read pure delight. Serena shook her head in disgust, hoping that the man would fatally face plant the awaiting ground below. Yes, I'll make sure of it.

"What are you doing?" the man questioned aloud, his cheerful smile slightly hesitating as Serena firmly grasped his shoulders.

"I think that damned head of yours needs a little sense knocked into it-"

Splat.

"Mission completed," the girl mumbled aloud, a malicious smile spreading ear to ear.

The white rabbit was still pieced together, but just barely. He laid flat across the solid cobblestone pathway, his face buried within it's surface awkwardly. He shakily rose from the crumpled heap he had previously been, patting down his muddy red suit coat and quivering white ears. Turning to the self-satisfied girl, he released a heavy sigh in disproval, emotions welling up in his crimson read eyes. Oh, god.

"You know, I wouldn't have had to face plant you if you hadn't pulled me down that damned hole," Serena explained in her own self-defense. The mans eyes widened as if her had been whipped by her harsh tone. "The only thing I hate more than heights is falling from them."

"I do apologize my dear, but you should be thrilled to be here!"

"Please don't rhyme, or I'll start dry heaving. And let me tell you, that is not a pleasant image," she deadpanned heartlessly. Once again, the rabbit had been hurt by the girl's cruel words, but not to her own concern. Hell, she wouldn't mind witnessing a grown man cry. About time someone else feel the hurt she had forever dealt with. "Anyways, what's with the cosplay? The ears are sort of freaking me out…"

"Oh silly girl! To you I'll inform, these rabbit ears I bare; for me they're the norm-"

Before he could finish, Serena burst into an abrupt rampage of hysterical laughter. So hysterical that the pit of her stomach begin to ache painfully, and a stream of soft tears trailed down her cheeks. "Yeah, right! What's next, are you gonna sprout some whiskers? Ahaha~!"

The girl rolled across the solid stone surface of the ground clenching her gut in pure merriment, finally rising to her feet once the mans eyes had narrowed in irritation. Having recollected herself, the rabbit cleared his throat in attempts of reclaiming the huffing girls attention.

"-because the white rabbit role is apart of my form."

Serena nearly exploded in laughter once the "rabbit" had completed his well-thought out poem. But, before she could even consider falling to the ground once more, the once tall man took the form of a small, seemingly innocent bunny. Serena stopped cold, her voice petrified by the both the transformation, and the critter sitting before her.

"See? Now do you believe me-"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Kill it someone, kill it!" Serena screamed for what she believed was her own life. Never had she liked rabbits. In fact, she was terrified of them. As a little girl, her pyromaniac cousin had gone through a phase of burning animals alive. The boy had come to her house for the summer and took it upon himself to search through Serena's room. Once coming across the little girls bunny as it slept contently within it's cage, the boy decided that he'd pull out his matches. Just at that moment, Serena walked through her bedroom door only to witness her prized pet being burned to a crisp. From that day on, she continued to believe that the animal would come back to haunt her. Perhaps the creature before her was a resurrection of Whiskers.

"Stay back, Whiskers, I'm warning you; I've got a lighter and I am not afraid to use it!"

"No, Serena, It's me, Peter!"

"Peter? That must be the name Satan personally placed upon you! You must die! All rabbits must die!" Serena's eyes were widened incredibly, their glaze reflecting true horror. The rabbit looked concernedly at her, eyes saddened for the girl her had so carelessly terrified. Within mere seconds, he retook his previous form, nervous laughter partaking him as the trembling girl fired furious daggers through her horror-struck gaze.

"Sorry about that… I just wanted you to understand that I really am part rabbit," Peter explained, apprehensive nerves reflecting in his tone. Serena shook her head furiously, erasing the images of what this man had previously been.

"So your name is Peter," she questioned curiously, temporarily setting her fears aside.

"Yes, my name would Peter White, but is meeting you Serena that's truly the delight."

"Okay, enough rhyming!" Serena cried, throwing both hands up to her throbbing ears. "I just need you to explain to me what's going on. Assumedly, I am in Wonderland. But, this place is nothing like I had imagined by reading the novel. Just explain to me why I'm here"

"Well-"

"Without rhyming," I deadpan before he can officially begin.

"Yes. You are in Wonderland, Serena. But I do not know if I am the correct person to be explaining this to you. I believe that a more suitable person for the job would be Julius. But as a part of my role, it is my job to give you this."

Without having to respond, the tall man reached directly into the open pocket of Serena's hoodie and slipped out an oddly shaped vial of fluorescent pink liquid. Gently taking the girl's hand within his own, he slid the potion into her fingers grip. Staring at Peter with wondrous eyes, Serena implied for further explanation, which he quickly took note to.

"Drink," he demanded, but Serena's response was negative.

"No way," she disapproved flatly, crossing her arms in defiance.

"Why ever not?"

"I don't take drugs from strangers." Serena never once lost Peter's gaze as she so bluntly defied him. Having attended school within such an urbanized city, she had been permanently brainwashed by her teachers to avoid drugs. And if that weren't enough, being raised by a substance-abusing alcoholic was.

"It's nothing bad, Serena. It's just a medicine that will keep you in Wonderland."

Yes, she was in Wonderland. But did she want to remain there? She wasn't sure yet. Tonight, her mother had practically ripped her heart out and threw it against the pavement. She knew that she could never again forgive the woman. But making the decision to remain here so quickly; that would be rather impulsive. Then again, nothing important was left for her back home, and something deep within her gut, probably intuition, was telling her to stay. Something was telling her that Wonderland would be a place that she could start over, and try to live a normal life. Of course, so far, the place was anything but normal.

"What happens if I refuse?"

"You'll eventually awaken back in your world, but is that what you truly wish for? If I do recall, I had heard you wishing for a place such as Wonderland to exist. Therefore, it could be assumed that you had wanted to come to such a place as it. Am I correct, Serena?"

Narrowing her brows in contemplation, Serena eventually sighed in defeat, gently bringing the eccentric vial to her slightly reluctant lips. "Here goes nothing." She slowly tipped the far end of the container towards the darkening night sky, allowing the majestic liquid to trickle down her tightened throat like syrup. After entirely draining the tube of it's contents, Serena looked towards the towering man quizzically. Was it going to do anything to her?

"Well, what now?" Serena interrogated quite tensely, her fingers fearfully twitching at her sides.

"Nothing. Now, your stuck here until you've completed the game. I suppose I can bring you to Julius."

"Okay," she agreed quietly, her eyes lowered to her feet in contemplation before she continued. "And uh, thank you Peter... I guess I kind of needed to get away from that place tonight… so uh, yeah."

Just as the final syllables rolled from her tongue, Peter scooped the girl up into his arms, jumping up in down in utter joy. "You are so welcome, Serena! Oh, I just know that I will grow to love you more than any outsider who's ever come here!" Serena rose her widened eyes to the beaming man before her, her body involuntarily growing limp for multiple seconds due to the traumatic event. Once her muscles had grown aware of what had just happened, she began to squirm frantically, her fists slamming against Peter's chest in furious request of release.

"Let me down, I hate being carried, I'm too heavy!"

"Oh please, Serena, let me carry my delicate princess forth-"

"No, put me down, or I swear I'll rip those bunny ears of yours right out of their sockets!"

To two pressed on, Peter carrying his precious flower along the cobblestone trail towards the mysterious clock tower of Julius. Having grown tired of the hysterical flailing, Serena agreed to let the stupid rabbit carry her until they arrived, but insisted to be let down before making her first impression towards the awaiting man. Peter hopped enthusiastically, never completely losing gaze with the interesting girl which lay tensely across his arms. She was so different from the other foreigners he had encountered. She was fierce, opinionated, strong, and most of all, she carried a warm heart in her chest. Never had the rabbit been thanked by an outsider upon arrival. Most of them had automatically hated him, while others had called him terrible names, when truly, each outsider knew that they had wanted to go to Wonderland terribly. Yes, Serena had been just like the others at first… kind of… but she had revealed another side of herself which had caused his heart to do somersaults. Hopefully, she'd grow to love him just as he already loved her.

"This would be the clock tower, Serena."

Eyyyy, eyyy, looks like ol' Peter good himself some Sah-REE-NUH! ;)

So, i hopee you all liked it! I thought that peter could use some appreciation towards the end, (after that face plant...ouch!). PAHLEASE, REVIEW! As you can see, I update like the frigging speed of light when you all send me those things! They kinda say like "yo, erin, we be appreciatin the time you be puttin towards this story, even though it DOES kinda sucks sometimes..!"

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