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     “ ONE way – ?? I thought there would.. be more than THAT. ”   Always fearing the worst, as usual. Hands anxiously rub together momentarily, giving a questioning look. “ How… do you think this is going to END? It can’t be THAT bad – RIGHT ??” 

            “It’s quite simple when you think it through,” Alice nods, letting out a quiet sigh, “We’ll end up becoming best friends, and before either of us realize it, the summer will end, and we’ll promise to talk, but you’ll be so far from Gravity Falls that it won’t happen. And by the time you come around next year, who knows what could happen--” She rambles off, letting a slight bitter look cross her face for a moment.

Wonderful ideas that Rapunzel would have to take back to Corona with her, if she could not simply take Alice with her instead. Truthfully, the ideas was perking around her mind, seeing how the girl would have made an excellent addition to her court in the castle with such vivid ideas.

But a grimace crossed her expression and hands moved away from Alice’s as Rapunzel covered her neck. “That’s awful! They…” Hesitation became apparent. “They think that you made it up?” The princess gazed upon the younger girl.

Of course it was possible—how much fantasy had she come up with when she was alone in the tower? But with Alice, she had been very adamant to the last detail. Crouching down a little so she could get on level with her, Rapunzel shook her head. “I don’t think you made it up either. If you have been to this place, then I believe you. If your mother and sister don’t, well then…”

Would it be right? Well, she was a princess and could make royal decisions after all. “You can come to Corona with me and we can plan to help the people of Wonderland once I’m done with my business here. What do you say?”

          “I’m afraid they think I have, no matter how much proof I give them.” Alice sighs, “My sword is infused with Wonderland magic, it can cut through anything, and yet it’s not enough for them.” Alice shrugs, it was quite typical of her family to brush her off, she wasn’t sure if they had actually been paying attention when she showed them the sword. They had only yelled at her when the tree fell, instead of being amazed by her exact skill in cutting.

          However, at the princess’ suggestion, Alice’s eyes light up, and a smile returns to her face. Go? To Corona? With Rapunzel of all people? Why, that would be amazing. Delightful. The greatest idea since sliced tea cups!

           “I would love to,” Alice grins, “My mother will be glad to get rid of me too,” She says, her smile never faltering, as it was nothing more than a simple fact to her. She really didn’t think much of it, her mother wanted to be rid of her and that was that. 

Susan eyed the piece with mild concern before she took it between her thumb and forefinger. She’d heard Alice talk about the mushroom before, and she figured it’d be a little rude to turn it down, especially after it was broken just for her. Even if she was a little unsure. 

She made certain to shoot Alice one more skeptical look as she ate what she was offered. And she– oh, geez, she felt weird.

Within a moment the trees were rocketing up past Susan’s head, the ground rushing to meet her. It didn’t quite feel like falling, but it didn’t feel good, at all. As quickly as it had started, her descent halted, just more than five feet from the forest floor. And eye-to-eye with Alice.

“What!” Of all the expletives that came to mind, only that reached her lips. She hadn’t expected that to work, she hadn’t expected it to do anything! And from her new vantage point, the now looming forest did nothing to ease her. 

“Alice!!”

           “Isn’t it great?” Alice giggles, shrugging slightly at the other. “Five feet high is such a lovely height to be.” She brushes off her skirt, and adjusts the sword upon her belt, “Don’t worry, Susan, the effects will wear off in time.”

          Another small laugh, as she begins to walk, “Follow me!” She grins, “I’ve got to show you around,” Alice could certainly think of plenty places to take Susan. But the first stop would have to be the Hatter’s for tea, it was almost tea time after all. And Alice was always invited, and she would invite Susan, and they’d have a wonderful unbirthday, Alice was sure of it!

Wendy’s teal eyes widened. Her father was dead…and her mother…wasn’t nice to her? The child felt her heart sink immensely. The poor, poor thing, thought Wendy to herself. Not to mention, Wendy knew a thing or two about nasty relatives. Never her mother and father but some other adult family member she wished to never see again. Deep down, the older girl began to regret asking for she seemed to make the child worry and uncomfortable. 

The older girl knelt down slowly in front of the smaller child, placing her hands on the fabric of her nightgown. “It’s alright…you never have to see her again…” She soothed to Alice gently. “You can stay here, you’ll be safe.” 

          “Is We’dy goin’ to stay?” Alice asks quietly, crossing her legs as she tilts her head. “I wa’t We’dy to stay, you’re ‘ice.” She giggles softly, her mood changing just as quick as the time. Her hands moving along her own dress, almost wishing to cling to the older girl.

This sounded like relationship problems—definitely more Mabel’s area of expertise than his, but he wasn’t about to brush Alice off without at least trying to comfort her. What kind of friend would that make him?

“That’s….that’s awful,” he finally stammered, his lack of familiarity in the subject apparent in the awkward way the words tumbled out. But he was trying. “You gonna be ok?”

          “No? Yes?” Alice groans, and runs her hands down her face, looking to the other sadly. She really couldn’t explain what had happened any better than she had. She was heart broken, and pissed. Mostly pissed. 

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Reacting to the soft pets from the young girl, high pitched trills sprung forth from the back of the dragon’s throat. Yes, he was a big boy, but that didn’t mean he had to act like one.

            A couple seconds later and the four winged dragons seem to relax into a heap on the floor, eyes closed in bliss as he continued to make himself vocal with more small chirps and trills.

         Alice had to admit that the dragon was acting much like the terrible terrors that Gothi kept around, just on a much larger scale.

       “He’s so mean,” Alice sighs, looking at the beautiful porcelain doll, her eyes displaying her sorrow. She moves, laying her head on her arms, leaning on the table, pouting just a bit.

       Alice felt a bit better knowing that Bo was there, and that she had someone to talk too. Even if she was stuck with that boy, Daniel, all summer, she would at least have someone in her corner this year. 

Wendy gave the princess a nod, an audible hum of confirmation following. “Alright then, we’ll stay there. Lead the way, Princess.” She told her politely with a whisper.  

       “ Ah, not a talkative one, are you ? ” Little My acknowledged. “ The less ya talk, the more people will misunderstand you, ” she warned. The small mymble then tossed the rod over her shoulder.

    “ I’m assuming Aamu is your name. ” My’s tone held a hint of condescending attitude. Though she was trying to avoid it – seeing as Aamu did return her possession – Little My couldn’t help herself. She’s never met someone so… mute. It was odd to speak with, but she’ll continue her best to behave.

    “ I’m Little My, ” she replied – shaking Aamu’s hand with her free one.

          The warning does not fall upon deaf ears, although it does make Aamu giggle. Miscommunication was not new for this Mumrik, it happened often enough, but it seemed to almost be a game to her. See who could understand her, and her few words. Her silence often spoke louder than when she did speak anyhow.

          Aamu does not mind the condescending tone, as she figured it wasn’t meant to harm her in any way. Some people just spoke like that, and that was alright with her. Just another reason she didn’t speak much, it was harder to hurt others that way.

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