Edit: READ IT OVER AGAIN! All chapters have been EDITED and REWRITTEN!
A/n: hey readers this is my first story sooooo yeah I don't know how I'll do? Not a one shot!
Chessur: As long as you write about me the story will be fabulous
Madhatress: Oh do shut up. All you are is an editor.
Chessur: Someone is acting a bit...(appears on my shoulder) Testy.
Madhattress:(Falls off chair) Don't. Do that!
So I'm obsessed with this movie and it, review i,t point out problems, you know the whole shebang.
Edit: Forget about the 'M' Chapter BTW!
Alice stood at the head of the boat and stared over the ocean. The blue butterfly stared in absolute interest. What was it about the ocean that made her seem so captivated?
"What are you looking at?" asked Absolem, after giving up on his own deduction skills.
"Not looking. Thinking" she replied obviously lost in her own world. A smile to rival that of a certain dissapearing cat graced his face.
"Of whom, I wonder."
She turned, snapped out of her thoughts.
"What do you mean by that?
"Oh nothing" he replied mischievously as he disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Alice had been in China longer than she had hoped. Most people thought a woman wouldn't be able to handle the task of running a company. Alice wasn't a regular woman. 'After all,'she thought I am the Alice.'
Absolem had refused to answer Alice's questions about Underland. Claiming that she would have to go herself. That if she wasn't curious she wouldn't go. Nonetheless, there were three things she was certain of:
Underland was real
There is a Mad Hatter that is one of her best friends
And she was certainly most undeniably the Alice.
Alice retired to bed slipping on a dress resembling the one her mad hatter had constructed while she was crammed in a tea pot. She lay down and she fell into a, for once dreamless sleep.
Tarrant tossed and turned in his sleep, wrestling with his madness.
"Alice! No!"He jolted awake with red eyes that quickly faded to a dark hands entangled themselves into his hair on either sides of his head. Why did she affect him like this? Why was her smile so absolutely addictive? Why did her eyes seem to look into the deepest part of his madness? Most of all why did she infect every part of his mind so that that was all he could think about?
She promised he thought she promised! Suddenly rage consumed him he screamed, knocking things of his bookshelf. Did she think he could be made a fool of? He jumped up and ran to the closet. He grabbed the dresses he had spent days working on and hugged them close to his body. The rage had fizzled out, leaving only saness to mourn it's loss.
"Oh Alice. Where are you?" He sobbed tears spilling over his now navy blue eyes.
"She doesn't want to come back to you, you mad fool!" His madness yelled. The words echoed through his mind until he had no choice to succumb to the madness,
"You're right," he whispered and cried himself to sleep on the now tear stained dreses.
A/N: so what ya think? Love it? Hate it? I'm making it up as I go along so suggestions would make my heart smile:) . Reviews are like writer candies!