Alisse in Wonderland P6"We are very grateful to you, C.C." Reggie began.
They had all been seated around a small round glass table. Tea things had been distributed and small teacakes were passed around the circle. Alisse had an interesting time trying to drink from a teacup almost as tall as she was, and a whole tea cake to herself was out of the question. When Reggie noticed the difficulties she was having he discretely broke of a piece of his own cake and set it on the saucer next to her. Alisse gave him a grateful smile, but said nothing. She didn't want to offend C.C. and then have him refuse to change her back.
"Not at all." C.C. Bowed his head in a gentlemanly manner.
"You see, we have a problem that only you can help us with, at least, we hope you can help us."
C.C. gave Alisse a knowing look. "Yes, so it would seem. How did you manage to get here?"
"I was brought here by the White Rabbit. I have been told what for but I don't know what to do about any of it." Alisse explained.
Their host leaned back
Alisse in Wonderland P5The small group continued down the flower lined path. There wasn't much conversation, as Jesse had filled the silence with tales of his past exploits.
"And so I took those tarts and battled my way out of the palace!"
"Really?" Alisse asked with mock amazement. She was strongly aware of how foolish this Knave was, but found him amusing and let him continue his stories.
"Have I ever told you about the time I fought the Jabberwocky?"
"Yes!" Reggie finally cried in exasperation. "A hundred times already!"
Alisse smiled, it was obvious that Reggie didn't like Jesse. From the moment they had met Reggie hadn't said one nice word to him. Alisse found their banter amusing.
"I'm sorry," Jesse said with a lofty air, "if my adventures bore you, Mr. Hatter. Perhaps you'd like to tell a few of yours? Perhaps about the time you almost burned the tea?" Jesse yelled the last word sarcastically.
Reggie looked at Alisse and turned red. "Just because I haven't gone out battling dragons doesn't mean I don'
I will speak to your fatherYou wouldn't recognize him now with his flurry of platinum blond hair slicked back and his usual royal garb temporarily exchanged for dress pants and a button up. Jareth had insisted that he be allowed to wear his soft leather boots, but had conceded to the combing of his hair. It had taken the goblin hair dresses all morning to tame it and half a jar of hair gel had been smeared into it. Jareth felt ridiculous, but for Sarah he would do anything, even dress up funny and speak to her father.
She had told him she was going to tell them he was coming over. He knew her well enough that he didn't doubt that, but it would be just like her to not tell them why. His lovely queen would make him do that part. How he dreaded it. But there was nothing to be done. He stood on the porch waiting for the door to be opened to him. The echo of the doorbell still rung through the house, and on the other side he could hear the sound of slowly and evenly paced foot steps.
Click. Click. Click.
Alisse in Wonderland P4"Marchy," Reggie said delicately, "you know that I love tea as much as the next hatter, but she does have a point. We don't want to get caught by the Red Queen, right?"
"No, I guess," March Hare answered, looking down at his steaming cup. "But the tea will be cold."
"Nonsense!" Reggie said matter-of-factly, standing from his chair with a finality that didn't leave March Hare any room to argue.
Alisse stood as well, glad that she wasn't forced to sit through a British tea session while she was being hunted. She gave Mad Hatter a grateful smile. He saw it and blushed; he gave a quick grin in reply and then looked away. Alisse smiled to herself, she thought it awfully cute how he easily embarrassed he was. She couldn't imagine what he had to be so nervous about.
"Oh, alright," Marchy groaned, also getting up from his chair.
The three heroes gathered up hats and coats. They loaned a long jacket to Alisse, who was grateful for something warm after having been in the chilly dark before, and
Dark vs Hope In a time when darkness ruled the lands and dark creatures of Hell walked across the fields there stood a single Hero amongst many cowards. A Hero who was destined to liberate the people who, for so long, had been repressed by the powers of Hell. The hero came forth unexpectedly and gave life to a small flickering flame of Hope. Kindled by others who joined him this tiny flicker grew into a raging fire that soon engulfed the Dark Prince's evils. After years of war, horror, torture, and grief, the land was finally at peace and the people could walk across the open fields with out fear of Darkness. But the Dark is never really gone. Always lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to spring at the throat of un-expecting innocents, the Dark waited, and watched. But, as Dark is never gone, so too does Hope cling to any possible hand-grip. Thus began the eternal battle of Hope against Dark, hate against love, and fear against courage. After centuries of peace the Darkness f
Alisse in wonderland P3Allise slowly became conscious. She was laying on a pile of cushions with a soft blanket over her. She wasn't quite ready to open her eyes, but she was aware of a conversation going on between two gentlemen.
"I'm thinking of growing a beard." The first voice was a little nasally.
"Don't be silly. You are a March Hare, what would you do with a beard?"
"Nothing really, just wear it now and then. Besides, why can't I have a beard but you have all those silly handkerchiefs?"
"You said you wouldn't mention that in front of company."
"Oh really, Reggie, she's not even awake," the March Hare defended himself, "More tea?"
"Thank you, yes," Reggie said. "But it still isn't polite."
Alisse decided to announce her presence before sitting up. She made a big deal about rolling onto her side and yawning.
"She's awake!" both men cried at once.
Alisse opened her eyes and sat up, propping herself up on her elbows. The two men beaming at her were very strange looking, but also very friendly. The first s