I Hate Wonderland!

coffee or tea

early bird or night owl 

chocolate or vanilla

spring or autumn

silver or gold

pop or alternative neither - he likes classical music

freckles or dimples

snakes or sharks 

mountains or fields

thunderstorm or lightning

Egyptian or Greek mythology

ivory or scarlet

flute or lyre

opal or diamond

butterflies or honeybees

macrons or eclairs

typewritten or handwritten

secret garden or secret library

rooftop or balcony 

spicy or mild

opera or ballet

London or Paris

Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet

denim or leather

potions or spells 

ocean or desert 

masquerade ball or cocktail party  

tagged by: @darkerdeariegold​

The smile remained on William. He liked this guy so far. He wasn’t doing the normal ‘adult’ snobby thing about his comments. He got two points. “You’ve never seen Game of Thrones?” he asked with a joking disbelief. “It was a pretty popular TV show in what I call the ‘normal’ human realm, though, I guess that’s a little worldist. It’s the world I grew up in before I came here.”

Wil paused. “Wait, Wonderland? You mean like with Alice and the Rabbit thing?” Curiously, Wil leaned against the tree. That was real? He guessed it was. Why not? Not like his ideas of other worlds hadn’t gotten blown away years ago. He did travel between a few himself. “Why would someone from Wonderland want to ask the Wizard of Oz for something? Don’t you have magic in your land?”

So many strange words. Jefferson prided himself on being well travelled but, he supposed he hadn’t quite gone far enough in his journey so far with the hat. His normal human realm didn’t have anything called a TV. Unless it was just too rich for his blood. 

He lifted up his hat to draw attention to it. “Wonderland’s as real as wherever this is. And the Rabbit if you mean the white one is high strung and hard to get along with. Alice... Alice is...” He trailed off looking for the right word while his cheeks flushed red. “She’s the fairest woman in all the land. Well, when she’s around.” Okay now he was getting off topic, a child probably didn’t want to hear about his silly infatuation with Wonderland’s heroine.

“Okay, .. wait, wait, wait….” Wil held out his hand as to dramatically pause him as he giggled with a smile. “Auradon! No, no, um… Narnia! No, too human and you definitely don’t look like one of those kids. Westeria! That’s it. Game of Thrones! Aren’t you the guy who lost his nuts?” Wil grinned totally being obnoxious on purpose and totally laughing over it like a crazy kid on the shores of Neverland.

“Okay, okay.. but I’ve got to be a least a little close, right? Why are you going to Oz?”

Lost his... nuts? Jefferson instinctively looked down at his leather slacks and cringed. What a cruel and unusual punishment. He noted quietly in the back of his head never to go to Westeria. “What’s a Game of Thrones? I come from Wonderland.” Not that that was important.