I have been wanting to do this for a while, but it's so hard to cross these two genres. I watched Adventures in Wonderland when I was little and coming across it on youtube made me remininscent. So I'm taking my childhood memories and traumatizing them with my insanity. I'm still doing Invader Zim stuff, I just want to dabble at this. This will have a soundtrack i have made up in my head.
Down with the sickness-richard cheese?
Skeletons on parade-ludo
This is not the end- the bravery
Heads will roll
and anything I can think of.
Coffee. All Alice could think about at the moment was coffee. Not tea. Coffee. She had pulled an all-nighter studying. One doesn't become a forensic scientist by sitting around on their butts drinking tea all day, despite what Mr. Hatter says. She has a sneaky suspicion that the deplomas he showed her declaring him a PHD were fake.
Alice pulled her long, blond hair away from her face before turning on the T.V and switching to the news.
"Reports are pouring in all over of a civil uprising, what seemed to be a protest is now a national safety concern, Tom?" The plastic-smiling brunette turned to her co-anchor.
"That's correct, Sue. The people in question are resorting to the most extreme of acts of violence from blundgening to biting, even a few cases where they have swallowed the flesh. They have yet to make their demands known."
Alice paused, waking more at the news. She thought to the cadaver she had just the other night, who died from a high fever. What puzzled her was it had a bite on it's leg, which should've killed him from blood loss. She shook it off, ignoring the dots screaming to be connected.
So, not wanting to be burdened with the world's crap any further, she turned off the volume, fed Dinah, and began to get dressed. She had been busy all week long, and she finally had the day to herself. To Wonderland.
To the tea party... She's never revealed her crush, it only made her feel a little silly. Besides he would never think of her more than just a little girl that hung around at times.
She took one last glance at herself in the mirror. She wore black ripped leggings under a short denim skirt and a white T-shirt with a peace symbol on it, with black lace fingerless gloves and boots to complete the modern bohemien look.
Smiling, she held out her hand and stepped into the mirror.
Sue's fake smile fell from the screen. If only Alice had left the volume on, she might've had a warning of what was to come.
Hatter hummed as he circled the tea table, setting out places and pouring tea. Today they would be having kava tea, Alice's favorite. She doesn't come around as often as she used to since she went to college, but she does her best. And Hatter and the Hare always look forward to the end of the week when sh puts time away for them. But Hatter was always more eager.
Hatter was so proud of his friend. A Scientist! He didn't understand much of the forensics she was studying, but that only impressed him more. One day she was this little fairy-like child and the next an intriguing young woman. Time was so different in her world...
"Hello , ..." Alice beamed as she walked through the gate, causing the Hatter's heart to skip a beat.
"Alice, you're almost our age, you can drop the formalities." Hare smiled before taking a bite of his crumpet.
"Oh, I know. But it's a hard habbit to break. Do I smell kava?"
Hatter smiled as Alice sat down, "Of course..."
"What else would he serve on your Saturdays-" Hare weezed out the last part as Hatter stomped his foot. Hare was many things, but discrete wasn't one of them.
"So, Alice, how is college?" Hatter fell into the seat next to her, "Any interesting...patients?"
"Everything's fine, most of what we get lately die from a fever of unkown orgin."
The Hare sniffed, "Really? I visited the Walrus today, he said he and Pinniped had both been sick."
"Since when?" Alice asked as she sipped the spicy sweet liquid.
"Since Pinniped came home from his trip from your world. He felt so bad he bit the Walrus and he had to cancel our golf game we planned earlier."
Alice wanted to laugh, but she kept control, "I always thought Pinniped was just a figment of the Walrus' imagination..."
"Well, those teeth marks aren't. I saw it first hand when he brought over my golf clubs..." Hare groaned.
"It was disgusting!" Piped the Dormouse, then going back into his teapot.
Hatter reached over the table for a cupcake, offering it to Alice, "Now, is this any talk for tea?"
Hare thought over this, "Well, if we're having tea while we're talking about it, then... yes?"
"Oh, ok." Hatter smiled, accepting the new laws of polite table manners. Alice just rolled her eyes. She was just ,about to return to her tea when a shadow eclipsed the table. All three looked up to see...
"Walrus, I thought you were sick! Are you playing hookie?" Hatter accused.
Right away Alice could see something was wrong. And by the way Hare was shaking behind her, he must've noticed it too. But Hatter was oblivious to the Walrus' glassy eyes, graying skin and the blood dripping from his tusks.
Hatter stepped closer before stopping to wretch, "What is that stench? Mr. Walrus, if you want people to like you, you need to bathe."
The Walrus took a step closer towards the Hatter. Alice, thinking quickly, grabbed a butter knife and stabbed the giant undead creature.
"Alice! I am shocked..." Hatter's sentence was cut short as the Hare threw himself at his friend, shoving him out of the Walrus' grasp. Hatter was about to lecture his friends when he saw that his hat had been knocked of his head. By. The. Walrus!
"...you touched my hat..." Hatter hissed. It was on! Jumping to his feet, he grabbed a nearby teapot.
He was ready to throw it when, "I'm in here, moron!"
"Sorry..." Hatter set Dormy's teapot down before picking up another one and broke it. With a feral cry, he jammed the largest shard into the Zombie-walrus' head yelling, "NO ONE TOUCHES THE HAT!"
The Walrus fell dead. For good.
All stood in silence before a realization came to Hatter, "He was dead!"