We're all mad here~

“Yeah? Like who? Care to introduce them to me since you won’t feed me.” He would have to find his way through the school and hope somewhere had catnip. If they were able to make it somewhere to which they held things for animals, the Cheshire would possibly be okay for the next few days.

"They're most all back home in Wonderland~! So no, unfortunately you can't~!"

He grins when the other states that he's rather partial to Chase's thinking. Of course he is! This is Chase Neko we're talking about! Everyone is partial to his thinking! But he supposes he should address it too.

“Ah. Not like you have to wear it all the time.” Which he stated by the clothing he was wearing now, something of a half skirt with shorts underneath, his shirt giving him a midriff and all sorts of piercings and chains, make up to boot as well. This was his up, around and about type of features if no one was able to tell.

“Maybe I am old enough but come on, let me act young one in awhile.” He started, only to be wave off his other comment of being able to touch him when he pleased since they both came from the same race. It was too hard to believe, to see another one with the Cheshire Status. He could be a future replacement for when Boris dies, who knows. “What are you, alone or something?”

When Boris asks him to allow him to keep his innocence, Chase's grin only spreads wider. He wasn't doing anything that might destroy one's childhood—he was just humping a little. It wasn't like he was actually gonna fuck him.

He's not that much of a whore.

"Alone~? Nah, I got plenty of friends~!"

That's not exactly true. He has people who tolerate him. His only real friend was Peter and maybe Hatter on a good day. And, of course, Alice.

“I don’t know, I like the suits, kind of. Gives me a different appearance every time. Well, I mostly like wearing them to parties that a certain Queen likes to host.” She hosted too many, why did they even get invited in the first place. He was an Amusement Park cat with no true home, though Alice was delighted to see him there with the rest of her friendly gang. From Julius, the Clock Maker and all the way to Blood, that Hatter. If he remembered, Peter was there too.. everyone was always there. Didn’t they have other things to do.

He didn’t see why his ears had to even be touched, the other could just touch his own. A hand raised to position back the earrings like so, adjusting his feline appendages without even touching them after settling back the jewelry the way he liked. “If you want to touch, tell me when you’re going to do it. Or you’re coming onto me a bit too strong. I’m a student, can’t be touched by everyone.” He chuckled, trying to contain his laughter for he became a mess like before.

And then the other mentioned suits, and Chase grimaces.

"I wouldn't be caught dead wearing another's suit~! The closest thing to wearing a suit I would get is sporting a Joker sign~!

Because conformity is so boring and jokes are so much fun~!"

"You're old enough, puss~! I don't need to censor myself at all with you—and besides, you're a Cheshire Cat too~! I'll come on strong to another of my kind if I damn well want to~!

“Alice Liddell is just something that’s nice on a topic, right?”

Seeing him lick his teeth was where Boris gave a wink, this is how people talked right. Okay, whatever. It was to show he wasn’t afraid of what the other could do anyway. Having his clothes praised brought the youngest Cheshire to give a nod, but a protest at the 50’s fashion. This is what everyone needed in their life, he thought it was mostly up to date although he didn’t care what people said about it. So this Peter guy named himself, wow, similar things somewhat happened in the similar Wonderland, “I doubt you’re from the Country of Hearts. Nor Clover or Diamond.” It was basically easy to tell without even trying.

Once he felt his ears grabbed at the feline reacted, using his tail to circle around the male’s arm and pry them away from his head. Now he was doing so much by touching and yanking that he had to get him off. “Don’t touch those, they are they’re for hearing, not touching.” He wasn’t so picky on who touched them, but hell, Chase wasn’t even being gentle with the whole thing. Once he was able to pry off his hands was when he released his tail from him and raised a hand, “I’m going to need you to watch where you’re touching.”

Chase holds his hands up jokingly, waving them in a circular motion like that of an old timey fighter. Of course, if the other wanted a fight, he wouldn't be so fun about it. His pocketknife is still resting snugly in his sleeve, ready to be brought out when he needed it.

When the other mentioned the different areas of Wonderland—though he said them rather strangely, certainly not in the way Chase was used to them—he grins and shrugs his shoulders.

"I prefer not to align myself with petty suits~! It makes things much less fun~!"

When he was done messing with his own ears Chase reached over and grabbed the other's, which led to the protestations given above. He grins, chuckling inwardly at the hypocrisy of the boa-clad kitty's complaints, but releases them regardless.

And when the other—now named Boris, apparently—promised to 'try not to tell lies', Chase knew exactly what kind of person he would be. Which is to say, he would be him. Or similar to him, at least.

“Hey, hey. I know this, teach it to Alice if she ever appears. I tried to show her my gun but she didn’t want that either.” What a lady, oblivious to so much and get all flustered over the smallest things. If only she was here now would he possibly approve of this things, or possibly not. However she took it as. “Oh man, I don’t have anything sticking up for you. I don’t know about you, but I know I’m fine. These are things you gotta withstand because things like this happen.” Now if he was trying to stir something from Boris, it wasn’t going to happen. He did things like this from time to time, but not so explicit depending on who.

“Bondage? You don’t say.” He started, pulling at his own chain that was apart of his collar. “Don’t say that because of what I’m wearing. Quite rude to pick on people.” Though when he did say that, he had believed the name Peter was referring to a White Rabbit that he knew so well, but that thing couldn’t try to be the man in anything. He was just too stuffy, and his last name being White. “Kinda cool you’re naming a White Rabbit, gotta ask where ya from.”

"How about you shut your whore face about Alice before I shut it for you~?"

He licks his teeth, then decides to continue to the next subject: Peter and the bondage.

"I'm not teasing~! If you opened your eyes, you'd see that I wear a collar too~! And I have a similar chain, so it's not like I'm even able to make fun of you~! In fact, I really like your clothes~! You have a sort of 50s prostitute look going on~!

As for Peter, I didn't name him! He named himself, as most people do~! And we're both from the wonderful Wonderland~!"

Chase reaches up and grabs his ears, then tugs on them hard. They aren't cheap ears; in fact, when he originally fell into the delusion, he made sure they would never fall out using a series of very painful methods. It wasn't pleasant, but it's worth it.

He's rather familiar with riddles, so he grins from his position on the floor.

Besides, there was no time for that anyway, noticing a book a little ways over had the feline reached over to get it. Still sitting down on the person he had chosen to be a couch for him, he couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as he read the contents of the pages. So it was easy to figure out who this person was right on the spot, he even smelled like a few things that Boris wouldn’t dare to speak aloud. It was a known fact that this person below him would only take pride in it.

“I don’t know what type of fetishes ya have, but don’t aim them at me. I’m a helpless civilian now.” Which he, himself, knew that as a lie, the Cheshire Cat would never be a true hopeless case since of the role he carried. No matter what. Luckily he was taken each and every part of this as some joke or the possibility of a gun being raised to the other’s head would have possibly happened already. Glancing at the ears on the male’s body, he could help but throw the book like he did the sheet of paper before and poke them slightly.

“Are those even real? What are you suppose to be, it’s rude to dress up like me now. I take offense.” Sure he was a wonderful person to try and dress up as, but he believed that only he could take this role as the cat. Back in Heartland, only few people held a definite role and the others who weren’t important held no actual faces.

"I was talking about the phallus—or penis, or cock, or dick, or pole, or meat, or lolly—and yes, you were adding some yummy pressure to it~! And don't act like you didn't like it~! I see that Cheshire grin playing at your lips~!

And is that a little boner I feel~?"

He's just teasing, of course. The only erection here is his near-constant semi. He grins when the other finds the book, then shifts their positions into one of the sex positions listen therein: missionary.

"I have a huge fetish for bondage~~! You probably don't realise, because you don't know him well enough, but Peter 'The White Rabbit' Pupu is a big, dominating top~!"

Chase waves the other's poking and prodding fingers away, then shakes his head.

"Of course they're real, you other Cheshire~! They're as real as the day is long—so about 24 hours' real~!

Kidding~~!

So, this was the school of Tancho that he was admitted to and by the looks of it, this place just could not compare to the Amusement Park that he was so use to living in. Shaking his head from the feeling that he should just turn around and go back home, the feline shook it off and with a flick of his tail had he ventured forward. Pushing the door forward as his claws made small marks upon the entrance’s doors. Now he just couldn’t keep the thoughts that just because Tancho was nothing like his old home that he wouldn’t find something fun inside, who knows, he could probably find Alice here or maybe one of the twins. Either way, he would just be delighted to find something to amuse him for awhile. Besides, as long as he didn’t have to hear Mary’s god awful music things should be legit.

Digging into his pockets to retrieve a slip of paper, nothing important about it but the item did list all of his classes. Glancing at one classes he would have to take part of had the male balled up the sheet and threw it right behind him. Who even had time to learn anymore when everyone could play a game which risked their lives! As much as Alice hated the game in which the game he enjoyed playing with the Bloody Twins, he could only cease the actions for so long. Amber hues eyes each and every person that went by had Cheshire found someone to throw his arm around, the conversation wasn’t as long as he wanted it to be due to the fact that allowing his tail to sway on the ground was a bad choice.

Apparently someone wasn’t watching their step which caused said person to fall on the ground. Well, how amusing was that, a grade A comedian right in his general direction. Releasing the person that he thrown his arm around was when he fell right back and landed right on the grounded person. Sitting on their back and making himself real comfortable, the male looked at the other and a wide grin appearing on his features.

“Woah! Did ya have a nice trip?” He started as he placed a hand on the exposed skin which was his stomach. Hell, his stomach was already starting to hurt from the act he had seen, ”You’re skipping seasons early aren’t ya, it ain’t even Fall yet but that didn’t stop ya.” Oh this was great, this school really did have great entertainment, hopefully they would show him a few gun fights too while they were at it. ”Dude, ya must be feeling awfall right now— hahaha.” The fur boa that was wrapped around his shoulders slowly slid down, falling onto the person that he sat on. This was great.

Today happened to be the day he was bringing a stack of books to class: Kama Sutra books tumble to the floor in a heap about as messy as a literary orgy. He reaches out for one of the books and manages to catch it, but he isn't so lucky with himself.

So today is one of those drop everything, land on your face kinds of days. And if that wasn't bad enough, this little prick decides to sit on his ass while he's down and recite terrible puns at him. Puns are the lowest form of comedy, so there's really no sense in paying attention as far as this cat is concerned. So instead, he starts to absentmindedly hump the ground until the other gets up.

"I don't appreciate you sitting on my ass—not to mention my tail—but I suppose I should thank you~! The pressure you're exerting downward is sufficient for the pleasure I need down here~!"

As he grabs her hands, it causes her to shout even louder; if it is one thing you should not do, that is, to reach for a Princess’s hands, or even touch them in a way, unless you were after their hand in marriage. Kougyoku had been down this road before, she felt upset and emotional. She wasn’t sure what he had been doing, or the language he was speaking, but it was possible to be one language she had been learning.

“Put me down!”

Her face was starting to flush, and she started to feel embarrassed! Body swayed slightly, eyes not wishing to glance down at the flowers that were currently being trampled; but she knew it was a given, that now they would be ruined. It was something that bothered her greatly.

"'Down!" said she; 'Now! Put me down Or I will throw a fit! As a member of the royal crown, I order you to quit!'"

And then he drops her to the bed of Tulips, then drops down to the ground himself. He grabs a handful of flowers and begins to braid them together—an action far easier now that the stems were squashed and mangled and flexible—until he's left with a lovely crown of flowers. He places the hat on the girl without permission.

"The lovely Queen of Tulips reigns O'er every plant on land— But has no say power except for flowers So she has no hold on man~!" 

Who was this man? He was sprouting such nonsense that the princess didn’t understand, going from one flower to the other! All Kougyoku had wanted to do was enjoy a quiet afternoon, sitting herself in the sun and spending quality time doing something productive. As he turned, flourished anger continued to fill her body, really to take him out with her djinn if she needed to do; she wouldn’t, it was tempting though!

But wait—!! Why was he yelling at her? Did he have any idea what he had just done? Or how long it would be until the flowers were to grow again?! This would not sit well with Kougyoku, her anger was going to be known.

"Olé~!"

He's completely forgotten why he stomped on the flowers in the first place—they're dead anyway—and is now having fun dancing a solo tango in front of this random shouty girl. He spins once more, then grabs the girl's hands without her permission and spins again.

"Ah, alumnita~! Es el tiempo del tango~!"

And he completely ignores whatever protestations the other might present to the idea of a sudden dance in the square, further trampling on the flowers (¡but now en Español!). He spits the flower to the floor and dips the girl dramatically.

Kougyoku wasn’t sure what to expect while attending this school, it was far from her Empire but once her family suggested it, how could she say no? She was only a princess, the 8th in the line and had no say in what she wanted to do, or what she could do also since she was low born. Taking dainty steps, Kougyoku had finally found the courtyard of the school, before noticing a small patch of flowers where a garden had seemed to grow.

It brought a smile to her face as she sat, bringing the cloth of her dress over her knees, feeling content with the situation. Flowers were both pretty, and calming to the princess, as her slim fingers laced around the stem of a daisy, ringing it together with another. After practising how to make flower crowns in the past, it had come much easier to the princess each time she tried. Her body had now felt free, away from her empire and family while she could spend time here, trying to make friends. It wasn’t the easiest of things, but as a princess; she couldn’t give up just because things became too difficult!

She heard someone vast approaching, readying herself to greet them with a flower crown.. until she heard the crunch, crunch of the flowers; ringing in her ears. Kougyoku was not a happy princess, not at this moment, and the same expression filled her face as it had done that one time before. How could they trample over the flowers?

Did they have no heart?!

So, he decided to avoid it by walking off the path, by taking the unpaved wilderness that is... well... the unpaved part of the walk. Grass and dirt and trees and such. But, in his path, he noticed a group of Tulips and other flowers. And the Tulips happened to be mocking him very rudely.

'Look at this loser!' and 'Fuck you, cat!' and 'You're not the Cheshire Cat! You're just a fuck up' spouted from the two-lips of the flowers.

So he stomps them like the weak little plants they are.

"THAT'LL TEACH YOU TO MAKE FUN OF ME~!"

He then notices someone scolding him for his actions, so he turns and addresses the person directly.