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UNDERLAND

"You know, possibly after Tea, maybe even as soon as this afternoon, I could return home," I said to the Hatter as we walked to the Tea Party breakfast.

Hatter sighed. "If that is what you want, I suppose you can." He gave me a wistful smile.

I returned it and we continued walking toward the Tea Party. I held the plate of scones tightly to my chest. For some reason I couldn't quite put my finger on, a feeling of intense nervousness was building up inside me. I gulped, hard.

"Oh, hello Alice and Tarrant."

"Good morning, Mirana" Hatter and I said simultaneously.

"Yer late!" March Hare yelled and threw a cup at Hatter. He quickly and easily dodged. He had obviously become so accustomed to flying missiles that dodging them was second-nature to him.

That right there, the crazy scone and utensil-throwing by the Mad March Hare, frightened me a little. Hare laughed, and so did the dormouse.

We seated ourselves and enjoyed our tea and scones, as well as cookies and various pastry treats. I knew it wasn't very lady-like, but I shoved the scones whole into my mouth, relishing the taste of the the cherry jam. They were so good! Well, I did make them, after all, with some help from the Hatter, and I couldn't help but be proud of how they turned out.

"Mmm," Mirana hummed happily, "these scones are delicious!"

"Alice made them," Hatter said, complimenting me. "She is an excellent cook."

I blushed a bright red. "OH! No-no! I'm not a great cook, I'm only average!"

"Hey, they ain't bad!" the dormouse said.

"Oh! Well, thank you, um…?"

"Mallymkun. But you can call me Mally."

"Okay, Mally" I smiled. She greedily plunged into another scone.

"Scones and tea!" Hare yelled and then threw a plate at me.

I managed to successfully dodge it. I looked back at the plate on the floor behind me and then back at the Mad Hare. He laughed, but I didn't find it amusing in the least! I looked over my aqua-green dress to make certain that it didn't have jam on it. Hatter hard worked ** this dress for me.

"Oh my! Tarrant, I nearly forgot!" Mirana suddenly burst out.

"What did you forget?"

"Your sibling. Didn't I tell you about a month ago? She is coming to visit. Oh, Tarrant after all these painful years we could only find your sister…" She tried to smile happily, but could not. A sad look came to her deep brown eyes.

"Oh, what happened to your family?" I asked.

The Hatter was silent, and so was Mirana. After a few moments sadness permeated the air and so I tried to change the subject before things became too uncomfortable.

"If you don't mind my asking; when is she coming?" I asked.

"I think any time now, but I can't be certain," Mirana said, relieved at the new tone of the conversation. She giggled, restoring some of the good mood.

"I am truly excited to be able to meet her!"

"Meet me? Oh, you needn't flatter me!"

I found myself suddenly blinking to clear my vision. Was there something wrong with my eyes, or was I seeing two Hatters?

It certainly seemed as if I was suddenly seeing two Hatters! However, the second Hatter was definitely feminine and had long and curly orange hair, but with much more red. She was wearing a white blouse striped with green gems and a long black coat draping over her shoulders. Her skirt was a plain white with thigh length black and white striped socks and knee-high black boots. Her ensemble was completed by a white top hat encircled by a bright red ribbon. Like the Hatter, she also had the same gap-toothed smile and dark shadows under bright green eyes.

Embarrassingly, the only thing I could fix on with any real attention, however, was her chest. Compared to mine, hers was much larger…

"Tarry! I missed you!" she shrieked in a high-pitched voice.

She literally threw herself at Hatter, knocking him off his chair and landing them both on the ground. She clung to him, placing kisses everywhere on his face! I became frustrated and yes, perhaps even jealous.

I couldn't bear this display for another moment! She wasn't getting up or stopping when Hatter tactfully asked her to! I just couldn't sit and do nothing!

I got up and strode angrily past Mirana and stood in front of the siblings' reunion. I coughed, trying to distract the girl. When that didn't work, I tapped (actually, I wanted to kick) her from behind. She slowly looked up at me.

"Oh-um…I'm sorry to ruin your moment but-" I lost my words as she got up and
scanned me thoroughly from head to toe.

"You wouldn't be Alice, would you?" she asked.

"I...I am. Why?"

"You're the Champion of Underland?"

I gave a slight nod. Then I was suddenly overwhelmed by an enormous and almost suffocating hug. I stood completely still. I suppose I was in shock.

"What an honour to finally meet you!" she cried out loudly. I patted her back a little, not even trying to return the hug. I could see Mirana help Hatter to his feet and steady himself.

I smiled. Hatter was faint and dusting off his blue jacket. He made eye contact with me and I mouthed, "You all right?"

"I'm fine," he mouthed back gratefully. I silently giggled to myself. Hatter's sister finally let me go and I allowed myself to breathe.

"I'm so sorry about that! I'm Emmy, but some call me Hatteress."

"Yer late for TEA!" Hare threw a cup at Emmy and she didn't move; what she did was unbelievable. As the cup was flying directly towards her, she kept her eyes on it and caught it by the handle in mid-air and calmly took a sip.

"Hmmm...Cinnamon! My favourite! You all definitely know how to throw a Tea Party." She looked meaningfully at the Hare. "Or, rather, a tea cup." She smiled and threw the cup behind her, shattering it. Hare laughed along with her.

"You know what would be fantastic right about now?" she announced. "The waterfall!"

"Waterfall? I didn't know there were any in Underland," I whispered to myself.

"Emmy, don't you-" Hatter didn't get to finish. Emmy made a ball with her hands and held them against her chest. She pouted her lips, and her eyes grew to an amazing size, and her eyes seemed to suddenly begin to glow. She suddenly appeared to be more feminine and delicate than the White Queen, and myself!

"Please?" she whined over and over and over. She kept wheedling and pleading until the Hatter's eyes twitched and he grew even more pale.

I bit my nails in apprehension. Hatter didn't seem to like what she was doing…

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