Recently I found my copy of Alice in wonderland which caught my attention. Then, Syfy premiered its version of Alice and I got inspiration to work on a version of the story that I had started some time ago. So, here is my version of Alice as if the original tale of her as a child going to wonderland had never existed.

The Wedding and the Rabbit

Alice quietly stood upon the pedestal as the dress maker proceeded to bury her alive in fabric. The whole situation was going rather… well. She was about to get married and all things considering she should have been very happy.

"Blue is the color of choice for this seasons bride," said the joyful seamstress with the measuring tape.

"Blue is the new white," her assistant piped in.

Considering that she was being forced into a marriage that is.

"Just make sure that there won't be anything to puff the dress up," her sister Lorina ordered. "Smooth form fitting dresses are all the rage in Paris this year. And where can a place the order for the men's suits? They have to be blue and white to match the dresses, and Warrick's suit has to have the family crest, the rabbit you know."

Well, forced was a rather harsh way to describe it. She really hadn't argued against it, she just wasn't for it per say. Warrick Rilton was a decent enough fellow; his father owned a local livestock farm. They bred a few of every typical farm animal but for the most part they bred rabbits. The best rabbits in the country. Decent was the best way to describe Warrick and his family.

After all, there wasn't particularly anything interesting about him.

Warrick was the kind of boy who blended in very well. In school he had not been the one who was never chosen first, nor was he chosen last. He wasn't wickedly handsome, but he wasn't hideous either. His father wasn't the richest farmer in town but he was pretty well off. Warrick was an average size for a seventeen year old boy. He wasn't particularly tall and he wasn't thick either.

The only thing that made Warrick Rilton stand out was his hair. It was a usual cut and consistency but it was the color that made a person do a double take. When he was fifteen, Warrick's hair stopped growing brown and started turning grey. About a year after that, it lost its grey color and turned white. No one thought much about it since all of the men in his family had gone through the same thing.

When Alice's father informed her that Marius Rilton was interested in forming a business deal, Alice hadn't given it a second thought. When she learned that it was to be disguised as a marriage she began to think about it a bit more.

At first, she questioned the true love aspect; she didn't love him. Most of her friends had already gone off and gotten married. None of them seemed particularly happy in their new married lives. Alice herself had never experienced what being in love was like so she didn't have any idea what all the fuss was about. Being married to a decent fellow like Warrick seemed as respectable enough to her as marrying Christopher from her economics class.

Then again, it would be a decent life. She wouldn't be expected to work unless she wanted to. The business part of the marriage would combine her father's fur trading with the Rilton family business just seemed to make perfect sense. There was much money to be made with a deal like that and it wasn't about to go through unless there was a bloodline in the deal. Warrick would most likely have as much interest in her as she did in him so he would most likely leave her alone.

But Alice was not without her doubts about the union. Warrick was not good at standing up for himself. When they were in school Warrick was always the first one to go down in competitions. He was not a strong willed person and he would easily be crushed by Alice's controlling personality.

She would still be allowed to finish high school of course. However, she would be switched to an all girl's school. It was customary for all the girls to switch schools once they were married. The idea was to keep them virtuous and pure in their married lives.

What was comical to Alice was the fact that the boys were still allowed to go to their old high school. Were they just expected to always be lusty high school boys? Alice didn't particularly like her school, so the idea of switching didn't bother her to much but it was the principle of the matter. Why should she have to go out and buy new uniforms while Warrick would continue to go on the way he always had.

Alice sighed before being pricked in the back by a sewing needle for the second time that afternoon. No, it would be a fine union for all sides. She just wished she could manage to feel a little happier about it. After all, it was her wedding.

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Warrick was standing in the doorway staring at her.

"Alice, I don't know that I should be here." He nervously looked around the room and held onto his pockets.

Alice had been insistent that he meet her privately before they were married. Alice wanted to try and make some sort of chemistry before they were wed. Her mother's explanation of sexual acts seemed awkward enough with out doing them with a boy like James. She just wanted to test the water so to say. She wasn't about to do anything drastic, she more overly just wanted a little kiss.

Warrick had absolutely no desire to do anything where he might be punished. Everyone knew this about him; he was never one to take risks. The only reason he had agreed was because Alice had assured him that it didn't matter. According to her, their parents wouldn't care since they were to be married that week anyway.

"Warrick, you're being ridiculous." She arose from her desk chair and walked up to him. James tensed and stopped breathing. Alice smiled and looked down and he feet. "We are to be married and so far you have been too afraid to even talk to me." Looking back up, she tried to smile as charmingly possible as she could.

Warrick blushed and finally managed to breathe in. He was obviously uncomfortable but she seemed to finally tap into his inner man. She reached up and grabbed his color. Pulling him towards her she whispered softly into his ear, "How do you plan on touching me if you can't even talk to me?"

Warrick gasped and sank into her small frame for just a moment. After some time he finally managed to speak.

"Alice, I really like the idea of marrying you." He pulled back enough that he could look her in the eye. "Alice… I just... I can't..." His voice trailed off as he gently kissed her cheek.

"Just what? Warrick?" Alice instantly grew alarmed. Was he suggesting that the marriage wasn't going to go through? If that was the case, she wished that his father would go ahead and end it.

"I have to go." And with that he simply pushed her back and walked out the door.

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The wedding went as planned, people smiled, vows were said, and dinner was eaten. Not to long after she had arrived to the reception her sister rushed her upstairs to wait for Warrick. Alice didn't like the idea of missing her own party to wait for a boy who didn't seem to want to be with her.

"It will be fine. He'll be up soon. Might want to make yourself ready, if you know what I mean." Lorina winked before closing the door behind her.

Alice plopped on the bed and yawned. Looking around the room she noticed that the wedding gifts had been piled up beneath the window. It was a large assortment of gifts that would undoubtedly be all the things she would own for the next two decades of her life.

Bored, she strolled over and examined the different boxes. Curiosity got the better of her and she decided that perhaps opening one box wouldn't hurt Warrick's feelings. She chose a small forgettable box with red, black and white striped wrapping paper. On one side a large red heart glistened in the light. Warrick would never notice that she had opened it.

Gently, Alice pulled the bow off to release the contents of the package. Inside, there was a small white box with another red heart printed on it. Interested, she pulled the lid off to see a small glass bottle filled with a red liquid. There was a tag attached to the golden lid.

Drink me.

That is what the tag said. No mention as to who had sent it, no family crest, nothing. Nothing at all.

Drink me...

What a peculiar gift, she thought as she looked on the tag to see who it was from. The other side of the card was blank other then a small printed image. A maniacal toothy grin stretched across the paper. Alice checked the wrapping and the box but there was no mention who it came from.

How peculiar, she thought as she flipped it back over and set the bottle into her purse.

Drink me...

The words echoed in her mind as she sat on the bed waiting for Warrick. Her blue bow on the back of her dress had long since lost most of its shape after the long day. The silky fabric draped over her lap in a way that could hint at seduction if she tried.

Warrick still hadn't come back from the party. Her mother had made her leave early to go prepare for her big night with Warrick. Alice didn't quite understand why the night was supposed to be so exciting; as soon as the reception had started Warrick had disappeared. Her mother had cornered her in the hallway and explained a few explicit acts that would be good to get his attention. Alice had a hard time trying not to vomit as her mother went into detail. Talking about such things with girls at school was one thing, talking about it with your mother was a completely different issue.

She was actually getting annoyed waiting on him. She wanted to get it over with so she could go to sleep. That thought was what sparked her to go out and search for him herself. If he was going to take his time, she would have to go remind him who his wife was. Not that he could have forgotten; they had only been married for a few hours.

Alice stood up and marched over to get her shoes and purse all the while holding a determined look on her face. She was going to find her husband and she was going to get the night over with whether he wanted to or not. She did, however, pause by the door to shove the complementary bottle of champagne into her bag and to grab her white tailcoat.

The hallway was deserted but she could still easily hear the celebration going on downstairs. Alice did not like the fact that there was a party downstairs being thrown for her, yet she was expected to sit upstairs and wait for Warrick.

She easily snuck down the stairs and exited through the front door. Warrick's family had a lovely home, it was much bigger then her own. Multiple people were actually standing in the entry way as she left; they either chose to ignore her or they didn't even notice that she was the bride.

When Alice stepped outside the first thing she noticed was the big bright moon. The air was crisp as it had only been spring for a few weeks. The flowers were just beginning to peak up from beneath the earth. Alice stepped down the cobblestone path and almost instantly regretted wearing her bridal heals.

But, other then her poor choice in shoes, the evening was lovely. Alice strolled around the house looking in windows for signs of Warrick. Just when she was about to go back inside she heard his voice coming from behind the barn. Alice happily rushed over to great him.

"There you are! I've been looking for you for..." Alice's voice trailed off as she noticed that Warrick was talking to someone standing in the shadows. As soon as they noticed her the man in the shadows ran down the path away from her. Warrick shouted after him. Furious he turned towards her and started to say something but instead took off running after the man in the red coat.

Alice didn't have time to think before went chasing after Warrick. As far as she was concerned, Warrick had already ruined the evening; everything from stumbling over his vows to stepping on her feet in their first dance. He had ruined her evening and she was not about to have him run out and make her look like a bigger fool then she already did.

Soon Warrick darted off of the main path and into the woods but that wasn't about to stop Alice. Through the woods she ran as fast as her heals would allow her to. Her dress threatened to snag on every loose twig but some how she managed not to get terribly tangled up. Warrick darted through the trees in an erratic pattern that was very difficult to follow. Alice swung her arms around her wildly trying to stay upright. Running in the woods in heals was much harder then she expected it to be. She wasn't actually running for that matter, she was more overly dashing on her toes.

"Warrick!" She shouted. "Where the hell do you think you are going!?" Warrick ran into a clearing and disappeared. When Alice finally arrived in the clearing she couldn't find him. There was no evidence that he had left either, no branched were snapped and the tall grass was only disturbed up to the center of the clearing.

Alice hiked her dress up and threw her coat on. It was difficult enough as it was to be running through the woods in a dress but carrying an armload of junk didn't help the situation. Alice began to stomp through the grass looking for Warrick to be hiding in it.

"Warrick! I know your-"

Suddenly she was falling.

She wasn't falling forward, she was falling down. Frantically she looked up to see the opening to the hole she fell into quickly shrinking. At first she screamed, terrified of what was coming. After some time, she stopped screaming and noticed that she wasn't falling that fast. She paused in her thoughts and looked down. Objects began flying at her, well, more likely the objects were still and she was being thrown at them.

That's when she saw the grown getting closer with every second.

Yes, today had not quite gone as expected.