A/N: Okay so I had some ideas come to me ages ago and I typed them up. Until now they have been sitting in my documents on my laptop, just waiting for me to upload them. So here they are and without further adieu, I give you the sequel to The Lost Hatter. The Lost Hatter was the first fic I ever wrote and put on . Hope you enjoy this sequel !
"Hey Rabbit!"
"Yes Davy?" I replied to my brother.
"Cheeky much?"
I let out a small giggle. "What's up?"
"Can you get some more firewood?"
I gave my brother a look. "You can't?" I asked, in disbelief. "What, are your legs broken?"
"I'm trying to get the fire going more," he said as a small spark went off and the tiny flames crackled, causing him to flinch back. Every so often the fire bothered him, but he would never say why. I asked him a few times but he refused to explain. "Besides, if you want Charlie's borogrove then we need the wood."
"Uncle Charlie's doing BBQ?"
Hatter nodded. "He found a few earlier and got 'em trapped. He's just gotta bring the meat back."
I squealed in delight as I loved his borogrove. So I took off to find some good pieces of firewood.
Meanwhile…
While Amy was off getting wood, Charlie came back with an animal similar to a wild boar, but bigger, slung over his shoulder. Hatter, seeing the old man was back, went to help him with the meat. After the animal had been prepped to cook and was on the fire roasting beautifully, Charlie asked, "Where is our young champion?" These words spoken in reference to her internal strength that the former knight had seen on many an occasion.
"She went off to get some more firewood." Hatter told the old man. Just then a loud squeal went through the forest. "Sounds like you caught another one Charlie. Want me to get it?" But as he said these words and looked at the old man's face, fear filled the Wonderland-ian as Charlie replied. "That is not a borogrove."
In the forest…
As she gathered firewood and her hands were getting full, making her about to head back, her nose caught a whiff of something peculiar. Sniffing the air, she felt warm breath on her back and neck. Slowly bending at the knees, she set the pile of sticks down on the forest floor. Then she stood back up and slowly turned around. As she did she saw a creature she had only dreamed about…
THE JABBERWOCK!
It let out a deafening noise, which made her flinch. Not just from the noise, but also the smell of its breath. Waving her hand in front of her face to fan away the smell, the creature let out another roar.
"Hey," she yelled, slapping it on its face around its nose area. "Cut it out! I don't need to go deaf."
Back at camp…
Once hearing the sound of the beast itself, Hatter and Charlie took off through the forest, racing to reach the young girl. But as it turns out, upon arriving they found her practically taming the beast. The Jabberwock, hearing the noise, turned its attention to the new arrivals. Preparing to release another roar, it suddenly cowers once it feels another hit to its snout.
Looking at Amy, she tells the Jabberwock, "Don't." Amy gives the beast a look of discipline along with her hand raised, ready to slap its snout again, should the beast dare to go after Hatter and Charlie. Seeing this, the beast lowers its head in defeat and turns and stomps away.
"Well, would you look at that?" Hatter says in shock.
"I say," Charlie replies. "It seems she has tamed the Jabberwock."
A/N: More to come soon…