Another story teller in Paris? Children cant help but be drawn to her dark mysterious fairy tales. Clopin was the same. When he meets this mysterious story teller and can't help but fall for her. Or will a certain captain win her heart first? ClopinxOcxPheobus

I do not own any of the vocaloid songs or any other songs I use. I just make story parts in between the songs. I don't own HOND or any other stories or songs.

I only own my Oc

Note: This takes place a while before the movie begins

"Singing voice"

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The day was bright and cheery in the streets of Paris. There were children rushing around while the parents shopped. Near the town square was a red caravan with a small stage. The king of gypsies, Clopin was just finishing one of his little shows.

He made his princess and prince puppets kiss. The boys made disgusted faces while the girls sighed dreamily.

"Ah so remember little ones. Love can happen to anyone at anytime. Who know's. You might find one for yourself" he said finishing the show.

"Monsier Clopin? Do you have a loved one like the prince and princess?" A little girl asked. Clopin chuckled and shook his head "Non little one, not yet."

The girl looked sad "Why? aren't you lonely?" she asked. Clopin ruffled her hair and smiled "Ah sometimes Mon chere but...I just haven't met the right girl yet. I'll find her someday as you will find a handsome young man" he said. The little girl smiled and gave him a coin before running off. Clopin pocketed the coin and turned to collect the money that the children had kindly given him. While he was packing away he overheard another girl speak of something "The story tellers at the fountain again" she said.

`story teller?` Clopin thought. He leaned over to listen in a bit.

"You want to go see her?" the boy next to her asks.

"Mama will get mad at me. She says to me that the lady is really strange...but she's sooooo kind! and her stories are so good! I must!" she exclaimed dramatically.

Clopin rose an eyebrow while chuckling and leaned over his stage "Pardon moi madamoiselle but who is this story teller you speak of?" he asks. The little girl turns to the gypsy king and smiles at him "She's usually at the fountain telling really scary stories but also happy ones. She even teaches us songs to sing." she explained to him.

"And what is her name?" he asked. The girl shrugged "No one knows. She just sits at the fountain all day. She just asked us if we wanted to hear a story and we let her tell one to us"

"She's been there ever since everyday or somewhere else so she tells us one or two everyday" the boy piped up. A blonde haired boy ran by them "Come on you two! She's starting the story!" he yelled before running again. The boy and girl that Clopin spoke too ran off with the boy.

Clopin didn't mind that there was another story teller around but he was rather curious about who she was so he left his caravan and headed for the fountain.

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He reached the fountain and found that a small bunch of children were sitting on the ground in front of a woman in rather strange clothing. She wore a knee length dress with a white trim at the bottom and puffy sleeves. A long shirt was underneath and it was red and black stripes. A white bow was tied around her collar. She wore black stockings and black flat shoes.

`must be from a higher status. But why tell stories to children?` he wondered. He noticed finally that a silver Mask covers her eyes. One half was longer than the other. The eyes were black so he couldn't tell what colour her eyes were. A bandage covered her mouth.

"How odd" he mumbled

"What do you wish to hear today little ones?" He heard her ask. Her voice was soft and light. Many children shouted names of stories that Clopin had never heard of.

"Ugly duckling!"

"The three pigs!"

"Alice in wonderland!"

The girl raised a hand to silence them "No I have something new if you don't mind" she said softly. Clopin couldn't help but be even more curious so he got a little closer and leaned against a wall.

"Now children. This is the tale of the four Alices. It's a little like the Alice in wonderland story I told you last week...but this ones entirly different" she said.

All the children listened in while the girl began her tale...

"There once was a little dream. No one know who had dreamt it for it was such a tiny dream."

She held up her hand and showed a tiny little pebbel. "It was about this size little ones so imagine how hard it would be to stay in peoples dreams"

The children nodded in understandment.

"The little dream thought. I don't want to vanish. How will I make people think of me?"

Clopin was impressed so far. `She's pretty good` he thought.

"The little dream thought and thought...until it finally came up with a clever idea...I shall make people stray into me. I will make them enter my wonderland. Let them create their own wonderland. And make all their wishes become a reality"

She held up her hand and Clopin saw some strings attached too her fingers. He followed the string and saw a little wooden puppet attached to them. The puppet was in a red dress and had a tiny sword in it's hand.

"The dream let a young woman named Josaphine stray into his wonderland through a red door with the spade on it. She was handed a sword in the paths of the forest. When she touched it, something in her changed..." she said with her voice turning dark

"The dream then knew that he had made a BIG mistake..." she said with a scary smile

The first Alice was a wrathful woman of the spade, and righteously
she held a sharpened blade within her hand.
Never heasitating to slay all within her way.
Creating paths of blood that followed her through wonderland...

As the girl made her puppet walk and pretend to slay things a red path of red rose petals followed it.

Deep into the darkened forest Alice walked the line.
Captured and imprisoned as an embodiment of sin.
If it were not for the murderous wake left behind.
No one would have suspected that she had ever been...

Her red puppet was replaced with one in blue.

"After Josephine perished in the forest, the little dream set his eyes on a man going by the name Riku. Riku was a singer in his world, so when he entered the blue door of the diamond the little dream gave him sheet music thinking "What harm could this do?"

She smiled a little "Well little dream you've made another mistake for this mans voice wasn't just beautiful but it was deadly in wonderland..."

The second Alice was a fragile man of the diamond.
The broken echo of the lies within demented words.
He sang his twisted melodies to all In wonderland.
Creating the image of the sick and disturbed.

She pulled out a small dagger.

Deadly yet so Beautiful a voice just like a rose,
was stabbed by a mad man who silenced him to death.

She stabbed the puppet then pulled out a blue rose. The children gasped in wonder at the beautifully coloured rose. Even Clopin was surprised.

A single rose bloomed in his place with no music composed.
With a twisted grin this dying man laid breathing his last breath...

The girl smiled and made the puppet gone from the children's eyes.

"With Riku gone, the dream became angry and he was vanishing quickly but he wouldn't give up so he tried another. This one was a young girl named Mary. She was a pretty girl in green and so very innocent. She had entered through the green door of the club. The dream was sure this one would go right...how wrong he was.

She brought up a puppet in green

The third Alice was an innocent young girl of club.
An enchanting graceful figure in the world of wonderland.
She charmed the people in the land to every beckoned call.
A peculiar country answering to each command.

She placed a little gold crown on the puppets head.

So she rose into the throne to be the countries queen, consumed by paranoia of her own impending death.
Soon the queen succumbed to a dark and nightmarish dream.
Disguised in kindness loathing fate she secured her regime.

The green puppet remained in place. Two yellow puppets appeared.

And as this passed two children walked in the woods.
Partaking in tea underneath the tree's they's never part.
They found an invitation from the queen.

"What was it?" A boy asks. The girl smiled and pulled out a card

"It was the ace of hearts" she sang.

She began to walk around a bit. "So these were children that the dream had chosen. How could he not of thought of it before. Their names were Rachel and James. So they have the invitation so naturally, they must go and find out what it was all about. So off they went down...the rabbit hole"

She passed Clopin and gave him a small smile. He was startled at first when she spotted him but he gave a smile in return.

The fourth Alice was a duo of curiosity.
Both were lost and could not find the boat where thy began, and so they ran through countless open doors so recklessly.
A brother and a sister running wild through wonderland.
A stubborn elder sister and a witty younger brother.
But they had strayed to far in Alice's Wonderland...

"A bang was heard and the children had jumped and looked in horror as the yellow door they entered through was shut tight and locked. They were trapped...

They were never woken from their terrifying dream.
Forever they would wander this twisted fairy tale

She smiled and sat down with her puppets on her lap "The dream was finally happy. He had two children to live off their dreams and he would never vanish from this world" she finished.

The children clapped for her as she bowed. They heard their mothers calling so they left money on the ground and scampered off. The girl sighed and packed away her things and walked Clopin's way.

She stopped in front of him and took his hand. He was confused for a moment until he felt a pouch fill his hand. He looked down and saw that it was the money that the children had left her. She had also left the blue rose in his hand. When he turned to confront her, she was gone. Clopin looked at the money and the rose. He chuckled to himself "What a strange woman" he mumbled, heading back to his Caravan.

Well my first HOND fanfic. god i loves that film. Review please ^^