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Underland
Second Entry:
Part One
I follow the fat tabby with the wide grin wearily, watching where I step. My breaths were short and quick, a pain shot up my leg every-time i put pressure on it. I leaned against an uprooted tree, it's branches were giving off an angry expression, being all mangled up and wound around rock and other trees. I swallowed hard and I pinched myself. I winced and sighed. 'This is not going to be easy getting out of this dream' though I knew in my heart that this was not a dream but reality. "Something bothering you?" The tabby asked, hovering over my right shoulder. I shook my head. "I'm scared.." I admitted. The tabby's grin grew wider but his eyes were angry. "You can not show fear in this place, fear is a weakness," He said sharply "but, you can turn it into a strength. When you know how, you will know" He said and vanished, re-appearing on another branch. I frowned slightly, not understanding what the tabby had said.
I heard singing and laughing in the distance. I looked around and saw the sky was getting slightly lighter and the grass was a dark green and..there were multicolored mushrooms. I stopped dead in my tracks staring at the mushroom, not comprehending what I was seeing. The mushroom turned it's self around and it tilted it's head up to me. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT!" It yelled. I screamed at the top of my lungs. The mushroom groaned and shriveled up and died. I blinked confused. "Color-shrooms do not like loud noises" The tabby purred hovering over my head upside down, well, his body was upside down but his head wasn't. I shook my head and tried not to vomit. "But, why didn't it kill the others?" I whispered. "You were only talking to one of them" The tabby pointed out. "So, it has to be directed to a single mushroom?" I asked. "Yes. And don't call them mushrooms, they're very sensitive about it." The tabby whispered in my ear softly. I shuddered but nodded. "Alright" I said in a small voice. I heard a large crash of china plates. The tabby sighed and rolled his eyes, his body turning back to the normal angle. My eyes were wide with wander i started walking to the sound ignoring the searing pain that shot up my leg.
"Hatter! You are supposed to use plates for eating! Not for throwing!" came a firm voice. I peered from behind a big mangled oak tree that was white. I saw a long dining table with a white cloth on top. Various foods were on crystal plates and in the center was a bright pink teapot. At the end of the dining table was a big leather red leather chair. In the chair, was a tall man with a top hat. Somewhat crazy green eyes that seemed to be crazed. His frizzy orange hair stuck up even from under his hat. A black suite with tails and a white shirt looked mismatched. The tie was all multicolored, the black suit was all dirty and ragged, the white shirt was pure white. I wandered what the man was wearing on his feet, by the looks of him, high heels or sandals. Across from him, nearest to me, was a small stool with a stuffed bunny rabbit perched on it. I nearly screamed when the bunny rabbit turned it's head to me with big eyes and broken crooked whiskers. "Who are you?!" The rabbit said, his voice was cracking with every syllable. I scrambled backwards and bumped into a willow, that started weeping. I yelped and forward backwards tripping over a rock and falling on my face. "There, there. No need to cry my dear friend" The tabby said stroking the Weeping Willow with his fluffy tail. The tree stopped crying slowly. "All you need to be is soft to the Willow Tree" The tabby purred, then he glared at the man with the crazy eyes and the top hat. "Cheshire! How pleasant to see you indeed! Would you like some tea?" The man asked his crazy green eyes were wide and full of, well, the only way I could describe it was that his eyes were full of craziness. The tabby, or as the man called him 'Cheshire', his pupils were slits and his fur was standing on end. "I don't have time for nonsense and tea Hatter! We have a problem!" He hissed. Hatter frowned and put down his teacup on a crystal plate. "Tea is not nonsense! What problem are you talking about?!" He snapped and walked over. He was a tall fellow, probably about six foot six or more. Quite skinny and gangly as well. From up close, Hatter was quite handsome in a crazy rugged way. His skin tone was pale and he had dark circles under his eyes. I stood up and his behind Cheshire who was still scowling. The Hatter saw me and broke into a grin, showing perfect teeth. "Well, well! Hello there my dear! Would you like some tea?" He asked pulling a teacup from his breast pocket. It was half broken but he held it out to me eagerly. I shook my head furiously. "No! I don't want tea!" I said shakily. The Hatter frowned and sighed. He was still taller than me even when he was sitting down. "Who's she?!" Came a small high-pitched squeak. I looked around and my eyes fell to a small mouse on the ground, the mouse had a dark red little dress and a tiny sword that fit the little fist perfectly. Screaming, I stumbled backwards and tripped, falling into the arms of The Mad Hatter. "Oh, Dormouse. You scare everyone who needs tea! Tea, tea, tea!" The Mad Hatter sang. The Dormouse rolled her biddy little black eyes and sheathed her sword. "Hatter! This is no time to dilly-dally!" She scolded. Shaking uncontrollably, I started to weep like a small child. I was col, hungry, sad, frightened and I couldn't wake up from this dream. "I just w-want to g-go hom-home!" I cried, tears were streaming down my face making little tracks on my dirty face. The Dormouse's eyes softened and climbed my leg and sat on my knee. "There, there. You'll be home soon darling. I'm sorry if I scared you" She squeaked. I could tell she hated being nice and whipped away my tears and looked at her, my eyes were puffy and red. "T-thank you" I hiccuped. The Cheshire Cat purred and his grin widened. "We have company." He meowed.
A rumbling could be heard. I shook in the Hatter's arms, who held me close to his chest. Normally I would be disgusted that a man I had just met was holding me this close, but I didn't. I felt quite comfortable. Through the darkness of the forest me and the Cheshire Cat had first met, I could see blood red eyes and hear low growls. There was a pause for a moment, that turned into a minute, that turned into two minutes. "Well, I think our guests have left, and they didn't even have tea!" The Hatter complained. Just then, five animals jumped out of the woods, with paws and claws like lions, heads like snakes and a body like wolves. The Cheshire Cat hissed and his fur stood on end. He vanished, invisible once again. The Hatter let me go and I dropped to the ground in an un-lady-like manor. He clapped his hands happily. "Guests!" He said happily, seeming unaware of what the monsters looked like. The Dormouse growled and unsheathed her little sword...
Second Entry:
Part One
I follow the fat tabby with the wide grin wearily, watching where I step. My breaths were short and quick, a pain shot up my leg every-time i put pressure on it. I leaned against an uprooted tree, it's branches were giving off an angry expression, being all mangled up and wound around rock and other trees. I swallowed hard and I pinched myself. I winced and sighed. 'This is not going to be easy getting out of this dream' though I knew in my heart that this was not a dream but reality. "Something bothering you?" The tabby asked, hovering over my right shoulder. I shook my head. "I'm scared.." I admitted. The tabby's grin grew wider but his eyes were angry. "You can not show fear in this place, fear is a weakness," He said sharply "but, you can turn it into a strength. When you know how, you will know" He said and vanished, re-appearing on another branch. I frowned slightly, not understanding what the tabby had said.
I heard singing and laughing in the distance. I looked around and saw the sky was getting slightly lighter and the grass was a dark green and..there were multicolored mushrooms. I stopped dead in my tracks staring at the mushroom, not comprehending what I was seeing. The mushroom turned it's self around and it tilted it's head up to me. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT!" It yelled. I screamed at the top of my lungs. The mushroom groaned and shriveled up and died. I blinked confused. "Color-shrooms do not like loud noises" The tabby purred hovering over my head upside down, well, his body was upside down but his head wasn't. I shook my head and tried not to vomit. "But, why didn't it kill the others?" I whispered. "You were only talking to one of them" The tabby pointed out. "So, it has to be directed to a single mushroom?" I asked. "Yes. And don't call them mushrooms, they're very sensitive about it." The tabby whispered in my ear softly. I shuddered but nodded. "Alright" I said in a small voice. I heard a large crash of china plates. The tabby sighed and rolled his eyes, his body turning back to the normal angle. My eyes were wide with wander i started walking to the sound ignoring the searing pain that shot up my leg.
"Hatter! You are supposed to use plates for eating! Not for throwing!" came a firm voice. I peered from behind a big mangled oak tree that was white. I saw a long dining table with a white cloth on top. Various foods were on crystal plates and in the center was a bright pink teapot. At the end of the dining table was a big leather red leather chair. In the chair, was a tall man with a top hat. Somewhat crazy green eyes that seemed to be crazed. His frizzy orange hair stuck up even from under his hat. A black suite with tails and a white shirt looked mismatched. The tie was all multicolored, the black suit was all dirty and ragged, the white shirt was pure white. I wandered what the man was wearing on his feet, by the looks of him, high heels or sandals. Across from him, nearest to me, was a small stool with a stuffed bunny rabbit perched on it. I nearly screamed when the bunny rabbit turned it's head to me with big eyes and broken crooked whiskers. "Who are you?!" The rabbit said, his voice was cracking with every syllable. I scrambled backwards and bumped into a willow, that started weeping. I yelped and forward backwards tripping over a rock and falling on my face. "There, there. No need to cry my dear friend" The tabby said stroking the Weeping Willow with his fluffy tail. The tree stopped crying slowly. "All you need to be is soft to the Willow Tree" The tabby purred, then he glared at the man with the crazy eyes and the top hat. "Cheshire! How pleasant to see you indeed! Would you like some tea?" The man asked his crazy green eyes were wide and full of, well, the only way I could describe it was that his eyes were full of craziness. The tabby, or as the man called him 'Cheshire', his pupils were slits and his fur was standing on end. "I don't have time for nonsense and tea Hatter! We have a problem!" He hissed. Hatter frowned and put down his teacup on a crystal plate. "Tea is not nonsense! What problem are you talking about?!" He snapped and walked over. He was a tall fellow, probably about six foot six or more. Quite skinny and gangly as well. From up close, Hatter was quite handsome in a crazy rugged way. His skin tone was pale and he had dark circles under his eyes. I stood up and his behind Cheshire who was still scowling. The Hatter saw me and broke into a grin, showing perfect teeth. "Well, well! Hello there my dear! Would you like some tea?" He asked pulling a teacup from his breast pocket. It was half broken but he held it out to me eagerly. I shook my head furiously. "No! I don't want tea!" I said shakily. The Hatter frowned and sighed. He was still taller than me even when he was sitting down. "Who's she?!" Came a small high-pitched squeak. I looked around and my eyes fell to a small mouse on the ground, the mouse had a dark red little dress and a tiny sword that fit the little fist perfectly. Screaming, I stumbled backwards and tripped, falling into the arms of The Mad Hatter. "Oh, Dormouse. You scare everyone who needs tea! Tea, tea, tea!" The Mad Hatter sang. The Dormouse rolled her biddy little black eyes and sheathed her sword. "Hatter! This is no time to dilly-dally!" She scolded. Shaking uncontrollably, I started to weep like a small child. I was col, hungry, sad, frightened and I couldn't wake up from this dream. "I just w-want to g-go hom-home!" I cried, tears were streaming down my face making little tracks on my dirty face. The Dormouse's eyes softened and climbed my leg and sat on my knee. "There, there. You'll be home soon darling. I'm sorry if I scared you" She squeaked. I could tell she hated being nice and whipped away my tears and looked at her, my eyes were puffy and red. "T-thank you" I hiccuped. The Cheshire Cat purred and his grin widened. "We have company." He meowed.
A rumbling could be heard. I shook in the Hatter's arms, who held me close to his chest. Normally I would be disgusted that a man I had just met was holding me this close, but I didn't. I felt quite comfortable. Through the darkness of the forest me and the Cheshire Cat had first met, I could see blood red eyes and hear low growls. There was a pause for a moment, that turned into a minute, that turned into two minutes. "Well, I think our guests have left, and they didn't even have tea!" The Hatter complained. Just then, five animals jumped out of the woods, with paws and claws like lions, heads like snakes and a body like wolves. The Cheshire Cat hissed and his fur stood on end. He vanished, invisible once again. The Hatter let me go and I dropped to the ground in an un-lady-like manor. He clapped his hands happily. "Guests!" He said happily, seeming unaware of what the monsters looked like. The Dormouse growled and unsheathed her little sword...
UnderlandSecond Entry:
Part One:
To be edited
First entry:
When i first came here I was lost and confused, I didn't know where I was or what I was supposed to do. I remember hearing pleasant music coming from a nearby cave I shall admit it was almost entrancing. The next thing I know, I'm walking down a long wide winding staircase. When I reached the bottom, moonlight was highlighting a wide clear pool. My interest had been perked and so I looked into the pool. I felt a strange presence and goosebumps running up and down my spine when someone breathed down my neck.
Surprised, I turned to face whoever was behind me, all i saw was the ceiling of the cave as i fell. The cool water consumed my body and dragged me down, as my consciousness faded and blackness filled my vision i had only one thought, i had left my dog, Daisy all alone at home.
I woke up feeling rather uncomfortable. Opening my eyes I see I am surrounded by fallen or mangled trees. I feel that I am being watched, I do not like this feeling one bit. I looked around nervously and saw a pair of emerald green eyes staring back at me. I scream and stand up but i twist my ankle in the process and fall back to the ground. A small chuckle came from the branch where the green eyes were hovering. Slowly, ever so slowly a body formed around the eyes until i saw a tabby with a wide grin, so wide i could see every single one of it's teeth. "Another lost soul for the Queen to claim, pity" The fat tabby whispered in a low silky manor. I shuddered and looked over my shoulder then back at the cat, who was right in front of my face. Startled, I yelped in fear. The tabby cat purred and it's tail stroked my cheek, it's green eyes looked at my twisted ankle, it made a tutting noise with it's tongue. "Clumsy, fragile things human's are.." He purred looking back into my frightened wide blue eyes. "Don't act so scared my pet, you might draw some unwanted attention." The cat smile grew even bigger. "Y-your mad" I whispered shakily. The tabby chuckled and whipped it's tail back and forth. "We're all mad in Wonderland" He purred.
"Come, if you have not noticed I do not have any thumbs so i can't bandage you ankle. Let me take you to Hatter" Tabby said. I nodded horrified and still trying to wrap my brain around a cat talking. I stood up with a grunt and followed the Smiling fat tabby through the dark forest