AN: ok so thank you for all the lovey reviews and I'm sorry I haven't updated in ages (trust me I know how annoying it is when authors don't update). The door mouse in this chapter is loosely based around the door mouse from the Tim Burton movie and is sort of an OC. Anyway, on with this chapter! Please review so I know what you think.

When Alice's feet finally hit solid ground, she felt like she could be sick at any moment. Portal jumping may sound fun, but it certainly did not feel fun. Her head was spinning so fast she couldn't stand still and wobbled about trying to focus on keeping the contents of her stomach inside her. Alice could still see the purple smoke whirling around her, though she knew it was no longer there. When Alice finally composed herself her ears were filled with the extremely annoying thundering laughter of Jefferson.

"Well I'm glad you're finding this so funny" Alice hissed as she sorted her hair and straightened her dress.

"Well, I'm sure you'll get used to it soon enough" Jefferson chuckled "Now, we have a job to do"

The large room they stood in was circular and dimly lit. There were hundreds of doors of all different shapes and colours around the edge of the room, causing Alice's curiosity to peak. Jefferson swaggered over to one of the few doors that was not actually a door, a large gold rimmed mirror that seemed to glitter in the light. Alice trotted up behind him to peer into the mirror, but staggered back when the mirror began to ripple under Jefferson's touch.

"This will not be as unpleasant as the hat" Jefferson said gently pulling Alice by the hand and into the mirror behind him.

He was correct, it just felt like walking through a door, except more strange. Alice couldn't quite explain it, it was almost like a tingling in her skin that most people wouldn't feel, but Alice did. When they stepped into the other world, Alice suddenly felt extremely small. There were great towering mush rooms and blades of grass that stuck out between the cobbles of the wide path in front of her and Jefferson. When Alice looked up to the sky above her, she was distracted by a large ring of smoke brushing over her face. After Alice began coughing and spluttering Jefferson shot a glare in the directions of a large blue caterpillar, who was still puffing large circles of smoke from where he sat on an oversized mush room.

"Who are you?" The caterpillar said drawing out each word.

Jefferson turned on his heel intending to get away from any inhabitants of Wonderland as fast as he could, grabbing Alice's wrist as he did so.

"You big old bug! That's the hatter!" a small voice squeaked from behind them.

Jefferson froze, his grip tightening on Alice's wrist and then letting go to swivel around and swagger back towards a large dormouse who was leaning against the stalk of the mush room. Alice could tell by the expression on Jefferson's face that he wasn't particularly happy to see the smug looking creature.

"If the queen knows you're here shell have your head!" The door mouse chattered whilst motioning his claw across his neck "Maybe she will find out you're here"

"I thought you and I were business partners?" Jefferson said twirling his hands around for emphasis.

"We are, but if I get a better pay for handing you over to the queen than getting you this" The door mouse said struggling to hold up a crystal ball "I will alert the guards now if you don't give me the money"

As Jefferson began to argue with the mouse, Alice was busy focusing on an interesting trail in front of her. The path was littered with smashed pieces of teacups and teapots of all different shapes and sizes. Alice knelt down to inspect one of the cups that, to her surprise, still hand tea dripping from the broken pieces. But this tea was strange, when it was rolling off the pieces of colourful china, it remained murky brown but when the liquid hit the cobbled path, it became an electrifying purple. Alice was a smart girl, she knew there was clearly some kind of magic (or drug) in the tea but something about it was almost hypnotic, like she had seen it before.

"I wouldn't go near that stuff, messes with your head"

Jefferson's voice shook Alice from her trance, causing the piece of teacup to slip from between her fingers. When the china smashed onto the stone beneath her, the loud crash caused her to leap back and straight into Jefferson's chest. With her hands grabbing onto his shoulders, Jefferson looked like a rabbit between a pair of headlights. His eyes were wide only for a moment, but Alice saw it, some kind of realisation before his wide smirk reappeared.

"Just can't keep your hands off me? I understand if I was you I'd be all over me"

Alice scoffed and pushed herself off him, trying not blush. She noticed Jefferson was now holding the crystal ball the door mouse had moments ago meaning he must have given the rodent his money.

"Yeah you wish" Alice said sauntering down the path, avoiding the pieces of china.

Jefferson shot one last glare towards the dormouse who was humming and counting out the coins in his small paws, grinning from ear to ear.

I never liked that mouse.

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In another world seeing a door mouse and a bloodhound having a conversation would be a ridiculous sight, but not in Wonderland.

"Are you sure it was her?" The bloodhound question, his voice a low growl.

"YES!" The door mouse yelled "Why else would she be traveling with the hatter? Of course it is Alice! She was even looking into the tea like she knew what it was!"

"This is very bad" He grumbled "If the queen were to find out she would have her head, just to spite Jefferson"

"We could get a good pile of coins to give the queen information" The door mouse squeaked rubbing his paws together.

"You would kill Alice and break Jefferson's heart just to get a pile of coins?" Barked the bloodhound, eyes growing dark at the threat.

"The Hatter left us he deserves it!"

"He was looking for Alice!"

"And it has taken this long to find her! He could have come back!"

Their argument was silenced when they heard a red guard yelling in the distance. The bloodhound's ears twitch and his voiced dropped to a whisper:

"We shall finish this later"

The dog bounded off away from the sounds of the red guards, making his way to safety.

The mouse stood and watched the dog run off, pulling out his small sword and stabbing it into the ground in front of him. He sat down and stared at his reflection in the sharp piece of metal, combing his claws through his whiskers.

He deserves everything he gets, and Alice will go down with him.