"Simply put, if you are a Wayward Victorian Girl, I'll find you."

-Emilie Autumn Liddell

Hey guys! I finally updated! :D

School's a bitch, that's why I haven't updated lately.

So… many… damn… PROJECTS.

Anyway, WOW! I can't believe how many reviews this story has!

This story really is that good?

Well, either way, THANKS A SHITLOAD! ^.^

Here's Le replies:

Rose Of Doom: You will? Thank you! I have some pictures of Rose up on my DeviantART account (SailorGamerGirl) If you need a reference for her! PM me the link/picture or whatever when you're done!

And I realized how crowded the story would've been if I had stuck with my original idea, so I went with this idea. Glad to see that it works out well! (So far :P)

Yeah, I like Maggot's nickname, too(goes with faggot –shot-) 'Scary biscuit'? I have to admit, that's a pretty cute nickname to me. How'd you get it?

Guest: Thank you, we love our nicknames.

….I updated!

-Is creeped out by le creepy face-

….Thank you for liking my story, though! :D

Alexis: Thank you!

And you can stop holding your breath now, for here is the update! (Please don't tell me you died of lack of oxygen, though.)

XxUnwrittenxX: Awww! Thank you! I'm so glad you think Rose is epic! Wow, must be tough being a homophobic and having to deal with that. Thank you, again!

Guest #2: Thank you so much! I want those dresses too D: Going into the game and playing as Alice would be EPIC.

Ranchdressing: 'This lovely little thing'…? Oh, stop it you! ^/^

Thanks!

And don't worry, I already have Rose's hysteria thought out. You're just going to have to wait ;)

Zippy: I guess it'll depend when Rose dies. If it's later on in the game, then she'll be sadder than if it's earlier, since they've spent more time together. And being brought back to life is kinda mary sue-ish, I think… But don't worry! I'm not planning on killing off Rose any time (if at all) soon!

JesterthePuppet: CONTINUING~~! :D

Nikki Little: Well, her Xbox does have a kinect… That would be funny if the game had glitches in it, but sadly this isn't pure crack. And I'm not really planning on inventing my own weapons. I'm sticking with the ones that the creators of Alice made. Y'know, to stay as close as possible to the game.

The Mad Hatteress: THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME. AND FOR SAYING THAT I'M AMAZING. O3O I love this game, too. I've beaten it many times. And I bet you're not that bad of a gamer! You just need to practice! I'm pretty obsessed with Alice in Wonderland, too. Thanks again!

Pineapple-Sorceress: JENNAMARBLES FTW. Thanks!

Well, that's it!

You'll be meeting Maddison aka Veronica in this chapter! :D

'Maddison' = Maddison talking in Rose's head.

'Yvonne/Maddison talking at the same time in Rose's mind when sentences are like this

Disclaimer: DON'T. OWN. SHITE.

Yvonne's POV

You know that awkward moment when you're watching your best friend going through a video game that she somehow got herself stuck in, and you end up getting bored?

Yeah. That may or may not be happening right now.

I was sitting cross-legged on a blue sofa in front of the screen, lazily wearing a pair of pushed down black-and-white striped knee-socks, a pair of red sofie shorts, and a black 'It's Time To Duel!' T-Shirt. My dark brown, layered hair going to mid-back, had fake rainbow hair extensions in it.

(That I may or may not of worn while sleeping)

I was playing on my laptop, with Blood on The Dancefloor music blaring from it, and having Rose's other cat, Goldy, laying next to me, purring up a friggin' storm.

Twinkle was nowhere in sight since she ran away from me when I tried giving her a hug.

WHY DOES SHE HATE ME SO?!

"Hey, Maggot, is that BOTDF?" Rose's voice suddenly rang out.

"Yup!" I chirped.

"….Which song? It's pretty faint sounding to me."

"Suicide club."

"Ah…"

And just when I was going to continue the conversation, I heard the doorbell ring.

"Yay! That must be Maddison!"

"Or Alex."

I glared at the T.V. "No it isn't. And if it is, then I'll personally challenge him to a CHILDREN'S CARDGAME."

"Like that'll solve anything.'

"ON A MOTORCYLE."

Rose gasped, "Yvonne! You know that's IMPOSSIBLE."

I then proceeded to head up the basement stairs and towards the front door, where Maddison A.K.A., Veronica was waiting.

I threw the door open and proceeded to glomp the seventeen-year-old.

"Honey, you're home!" I cried in a fake lovey-dovey voice.

Maddison just laughed before throwing her arms around me, "Darling," she cried mockingly, "I've missed you!"

We both pulled away from each other, laughing.

Maddison had long, dyed-black wavy hair that went to her hips and was tied in a high ponytail and she had crystal blue eyes.

She wore a sea foam green spaghetti-strapped tank top with a pair of faded, dark blue skinny jeans and a pair of brown cowgirl boots over them.

Some silver jewelry, mascara and lipgloss finished her look.

"So…" She started, "Where's Contessa?"

I grinned stupidly, "Stuck in a video game!"

She stared at me blankly as an awkward silence settled over us for a few seconds, before she began blinking rapidly, "What."

"No, no! It's the truth, Veronica! Look! I'll show you!"

I then proceeded to drag her down to the basement, all while filling her in on everything.

It seemed like she wasn't going to believe me until she saw the T.V. screen herself, in which caused her to drop her bags and go right up to the screen with her blue eyes wide with shock.

"Holy shit! Rose, is that you?!"

"Well, hello to you too." Rose grumbled back.

Maddison gave out a low whistle while rocking back on her heels, "Jesus, you're in deep shit now, huh?"

"Yeah, I kinda figured that out about an hour ago."

"Fun for YOU. I have to try and survive this place while you too sit around and give me a major migraine!" Rose snapped.

Maddison simply shrugged before plopping herself onto the blue couch, next to my laptop.

Goldy flinched from the sudden movement on the couch, before settling back down and returning back to sleep.

"That's you're problem, not mine."

I sat down on the couch in between Goldy and Maddison, but not before picking up my laptop and putting it in my lap.

"Sucks to be you~~!" I called out to her with a cheeky grin.

"I hate you both, so much."

Rose's P.O.V.

Alice and I finally arrived at the beginning of the Hatter's Domain, and I'm surprised that it isn't that hot, seeing as though this place looks like a friggin' desert.

We had to go against some Madcaps, which were a helluva lot harder to fight than going against some simple Ruins.

Luckily, Alice went against the one with the shield, so I got the easier enemies.

And I still lost (what I am assuming) a lot of health.

Thank god that the enemies drop crap loads of roses.

Wonder where they keep them….

'Y'know, know that I think of it, that IS a good question.'

'A good question that most likely we don't want to know the answer to…'

'I second that notion.'

'True dat.'

I couldn't help but admire the place like I did in the Vale of Tears.

Everything was so much more… I dunno, magical? Impressive?

'Magically impressive?'

'Impressively magical?'

'Sure, why not?'

Anyway, in real life, it was so much more astounding than just looking through a T.V. screen.

I wonder if I can borrow some of Alice's imagination….

'Hey Rose, can I ask you a question?'

'Sure. Just as long as this isn't about where babies come from.'

'Pffft….'

'…..WHY WOULD I ASK THAT?!'

'Because you're you?'

'IGNORING THAT. Anywhore, how long do you suppose this is gonna take? Y'know, for you to go through the entire game?'

'Well, you're royally screwed.'

'Thanks for the support, Veronica.'

'Just trying to be a good friend.'

'….Looks like we're gonna have to pull off an all-nighter. Or at least, I will. Since we all know that Maddi can't even stay awake past Two a.m.'

'YES I CAN!'

'YOU WANNA BET ON IT, CUNT?!'

'YOU'RE FUCKIN' ON, WALRUS!'

'Ladies, ladies, you're both pretty. Well, not as pretty as me, but you get the idea.'

'HEY!'

'YOU CAN'T DENY THE TRUTH~! Now shut up, you're giving me a migraine.'

Quickly snapping back to reality, I realized Alice and I were getting to the part where we'll be crossing the invisible path and'll see that weird ass child thing again.

We both began jogging across the path, and lo and behold, there it was.

And Maddison should be reacting about right now-

'DAFUQ?!'

Bingo.

'SERIOUSLY. DAFUQ WAS THAT THING?!'

You see, unlike Yvonne, Maddison has never really seen me play the game, so there's a lot that she's going to be new to in the game.

'AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THAT?!'

'Girl, calm yo' tits. We all saw that. It's just that we're used to it.'

'How are you used to seeing such a creepy little bugger?'

'….Your face is a creepy bugger…'

'OH SNAP, YOU DID NOT JUST GO THERE.'

'Bitch please, I friggin' LIVE THERE.'

"It could've happened that way, Alice. You remember poor Mr. Kook? Died, didn't he? Dr. Wilson rejects spontaneous combustion. But I trust Mr. Dickens."

The sound of the old hag- I mean, Nurse Witless' voice cut off our argument and reminded me where I was.

"Rose, I can't help but notice how quiet you've been. Is something wrong?" Alice asked me as she walked towards the landing for the Teapot cable car thingamabob.

I laughed sheepishly and scratched the back of my neck, "Sorry. Just been thinking an awful lot lately."

"Well, alright. Just try not to get too distracted."

I gave her a mock salute, "Yes ma'am!"

The green eyed teen gave me a partly quizzical, partly amused look, before climbing the rickety staircase and towards the horn.

With me following her like a lost kitten.

'Not puppy?'

'I prefer cats over dogs.'

'Ahh…'

Alice glanced over at me as she placed both of her hands on either side of the horn, "You may want to cover your ears, Rose."

I nodded, and quickly did as I was told right when she blew into the horn.

Jesus, even if I have my hands pressed as hard as possible against my ears, it still hurt!

And the awful screeching that came with the Teacart (Yes, I'm calling it a Teacart. STFU.) wasn't any better, either.

When we finally boarded the thing, I was overjoyed to see a bench at the back of the teapot.

'There is a god!'

I sat myself onto the bench as comfortably as I could, and Alice opted with standing, the door closed, and off we went.

Alice observed the Hatter's Domain through the Teacart's dirty windows, and I did too.

"The Hatter's Domain. Almost as I remembered it." The brunette mused to herself.

And then Cheshire came.

"Appearances, as you know better than most, can be deceiving, Alice." The bony cat drawled, "Much has changed since your last visit."

Alice narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms at him, "Dr. Bumby says that change is 'constructive', that 'different' is good."

"Well," I spoke up lazily (Damn this bench was comfy!), "You can't believe what everyone tells you."

Alice simply glanced briefly at me, "He's a doctor."

"He can be a fuckin' Alaskan crab fisherman for all I care." I replied, "Doesn't mean that everything he says is right."

"Pfft, Alaskan crab fisherman.'

'Dane Cook, bitches.'

"Different denotes neither bad nor good, but it certainly means 'not the same'. Find the Hatter, Alice. He knows more about 'different' than you." Cheshire spoke, interrupting me and Alice's conversation and turning our attention back to him.

"But does he know more about the difference between bad and good?" Alice asked sharply.

It was now did Bolterflies began attacking the Teacart, causing it to shake cautiously.

Cheshire looked around at the attackers, "Making friends, Alice?"

"Living proof of that!" I called out, raising my hand as though I was in school.

Alice looked at me in shock when I said that.

The cat continued anyway, "You're as randomly lethal and entirely confused as you ever were."

The pale Brit seemed to have quickly recollected herself, and shot back to the large feline, "We've managed so far without you so far, Cat. Return to whatever hovel's home to you. We'll call, if we need you."

Predictably rash." He said easily, "It's not a question of 'if' Alice, it's 'when'. Now, hold on, and, as they say, 'shut up'."

Then he fuckin' ditched us.

"So typical." Was what Alice bit out before we crashed right through a wall, and was sent tumbling through smoke and debris.

I think I nearly shat myself.

I'm gonna kill that cat.

Well, that's a wrap!

Sorry, if it seems a bit rushed, wanted to get this chappie up as quickly as possible.

Okay, now for a few things:

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I may start writing shorter chapters in order to update faster.

I'M GOING TO SEE EMILIE AUTUMN LIVE THIS OCTOBER WITH MAGGOT. YOU GUYS PROBABLY DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT, BUT I DO. I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER.

Go and look up Emilie Autumn. Now.

Any fellow Plague Rats/Muffins reading this?

Do you guys know what you're going as for Halloween, yet? (If you're dressing up) I know it's early, but I love Halloween, and already have my costume in mind. I'm going as Fionna the human from Adventure Time. :D

A Halloween magazine came in my mail, and it had an American McGee's Alice costume on sale! :O Sadly it's not in my size… ;W;

~"It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill." ~ Emilie Autumn