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"Well doesnt this explain alot."
While many would question the female voice that woke me up, the piercing headache made it so I much more wondered if there was any more of that blessed painkiller somewhere near.
"Oh god my head...." I mutter trying to force what feels like the two halves of my skull together.
"Aw, is the poor little Othersider got a headache?"
I look up at the voice to deliver some form of retort, and my mouth hangs open, my headache forgotton.
What stands before me is probably a mix of soda, cold pizza and leftover chinese, however the S&M bunny girl is enough of a shock that I dont question my eyes.
"Who the hell are you?" I blurt out, shocked beyond any capable possibility of manners.
"Sure as hell ain't the easter bunny. Im your 'White Rabbit'." she says flippantly. "You're lucky Im not as much of a d**k as my grandfather- he'd of left you here to be eaten by something nasty."
As she spoke, all I was wondering was why they'd never given me s**t as good as this before.
"I get it, Im still in the hospital, aren't I?"
"Trust me, I wish you were. I'd rather not have the job of toting the teenage, virgin, Prince of Hearts around. Especially since unlike when the Cheshire left, Wonderland now looks like some kind of satanic, Gothic reject."
"Ok, Ms. Hallucination. I realize that lots of weird s**t happens around my family, but can we get back on the subject of why I see some kind of goth bunny girl instead of hospital curtains?
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "First of all, Im not a 'Goth Bunny Girl'" she looked at her clothes and grimaced. "Im the white rabbit. This is just the current uniform. You dont know s**t about what is happening, do you?"
I think my blank stare was enough of an answer for her.
"Oh god, just go get dressed." she said, gesturing to a set of clothes that I was pretty sure hadn't been there a second ago.
"Firstly, you are Aarron Hart Cat, descendant of Alice Liddel and the Cheshire Cat." I opened my mouth to interrupt but she just talked over me. " You are also descended from the White Knight, and the Queen of Hearts- your mother if Im correct."
I just continued to get dressed quietly- I mean, if I really was in this f*ck'd up world that Grandma Alice went to, it is entirely possible that this s**t was real.
"Well, unlike the book that was written, Alice was not a young girl but a girl of marriageable age for her time, and fell for our worldly trickster, the Cheshire Cat. In exchange for allowing her to take him back with her, the Queen required that Wonderland be tied to the mind of her and her descendants."
"Basically what you're saying is every time that there's a new kid in my family that this place gets the short end of the stick?"
She thought about it for a bit and shook her head. "Not exactly. Its only the first borns, and it would've been worse if Alice had said no, but its true that the things around here begin to reflect the current 'Alice's' personality. And if the countryside is any indication, you're one ******** up kid."
"Thanks for the endearing compliment. Now why am I here?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know. Im just your guide at this point. Might be smart to get a little group so we dont get killed too soon, or reach the castle- you could get your own throne."
After hearing her tale, and thinking about my mom's attitude on the matter I decided to just get the dream on the road.
"Lets just go wherever you say, since you're my guide." A thought occurred to me. "Is your name 'White Rabbit'?"
She glared at me and shook her head. "No, not that its any of your buisness. Its Hope."
So there I was, with a gothic bunny girl named Hope, in a world that reminded me of a horror fantasy movie set, and being probably one of the weakest things there.
Oh joy, did I forget that my title was now "Alice"? I hope to god that they dont start laughing in my face....
 Azzy Rael · Fri Nov 20, 2009 @ 12:40am · 0 Comments |
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