Just Call Me Cheshire

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Cheshire decided to make a spectacle of himself as he stretched out him limbs and back and walked a few circles before laying down on his belly, tightly tucking his limbs and tail around him as he did so. once settled, he gave a wink to the one called Ed and then grinned proudly at the leader, knowing his ease of comfort would rustle her fur more. 

he let out a emphatic laugh at the question of his name. “No, it’s not Gizmo, although it does has a certain ring to it. Perhaps I shall change it” he mused, fully enjoying himself. 

at the next round of the dogs’ conversations amongst each other, a face splitting grin dominated his features. “Is that what the smell is? Why thank you Ban for clearing that up. So you lot prefer to live where the stench is enough to make your eyes water? I wonder why that could be hmmm? no friends in more pleasant smelling lands? or do you enjoy your own stench?” with this last statement his eyes locked onto Shenzi’s, knowing full well his words would effect her the most. He twitched his tail in anticipation for an aggressive reaction.

Ed grinned at Chesire and nodded proudly to himself.
He inspired the animal to change his name to something he had suggested! He ought to feel proud.

Banzai stirred some dust up with his paw. So the feline was already calling him ‘Ban”. – Nope, he did not like that. 
”It’s ‘Banzai’ to you”, he snarled. “It’s a nickname, only my friends’re allowed to call me by that. ‘n what’s your name if it’s not Gizmo?”

Shenzi rolled her eyes at him. She wouldn’t want to know the feline’s name, she just wanted him to leave now.
“Ohh, it’s not like we enjoy livin’ here!”, she scoled, a deep corrugation forming on the bridge of her nose. “If you want us ta live in a-a better smellin’ place, go to Pride Rock ‘n tell the damn lions that the Hyena Clan should be allowed ta move outta their Graveyard ‘n let ‘em move into a nicer, more fertile region without gettin’ killed –!”

“… Shenz’? Try ‘n calm down”, Banzai muttered, Ed nodding next to him. “He’s obviously tryin’ to provoke ya.”

“AND IT’S NOT OUR STENCH!“ 
Screaming out the last words, Shenzi’s thoart was hurting a little. “It’s the-the geysers, like Banzai said! They are freakin’ GREEN! I don’t expect green steam to smell good, I don’t even expect it to be healthy or somethang like that!“ 
She slumped down, breathing heavily with a furious expression.
Yes, she was pissed. Pissed, because on one side, Chesire was almost exhausting her, and, on the other side, because he was right. The hyenas really didn’t have friends in ‘more pleasant smelling lands’. If they had (as they were surrounded by fruitful lands) ‘friends’ or at least animals who were considerate towards them, they would be able to move out of the Graveyard.

he gave a bored look towards banzai before stretching his paw outward to lazily examine his claws while speaking. “Well i beg your pardon Banzai -he emphasized the name- but its not like any of you have taken the time to introduce yourselves. I’m no psychic you know, I won’t know any of your names unless you tell me. and before I tell you mine, it would only be fair as to enlighten me as to yours. It is 3 to 1 after all. I’m outnumbered and defenseless. so, what will it be then? Not that hard you know…” he purred tauntingly.

His eyes quickly darted toward shenzi once again as she spoke boldly. A slight chill coursed down his spine. “No, i shall not be doing that. I tend to avoid lions when possible,” he spoke with a theatrically bored yawn. Before continuing however, a smile reappeared on his face and he got to his feet, delighted in shenzi’s passion on the subject. he smelled opportunity to meddle, and he enjoyed the prospect. “But, lions are just larger versions of cats, are they not? You mean to tell me that a group of kitties has you all huddled here in this sulfuric wasteland while they sit high on a rock?” he finished with a curt laugh. “You know why cats enjoy climbing things and sitting high on our perches? because we are smart enough to know thats all it takes to make other believe we are superior. and these kitties seem to have claimed the biggest perch of all it sounds. Pride Rock? hmmm it has a ring to it. I wouldn’t blame you for being to coward to claim the perch for yourself as it seems rather intimidating.” he purred.

eilonwyofllyr:

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The doorknob let out a disgruntled “hmph” before cheshire quickly interjected himself. “Yes Yes my dear, there are certainly other ways we could have come to wonderland, but mine was simply the fastest. Now, before you offend the one last thing standing between you and the wondrous wonders of wonderland… a few rules:” he gave her a worrisome grin, unsure how she would react to having ‘rules’. “Rule No. 2 -  there are listless amounts of impossible creatures in wonderland, creatures whom i assure you may be easily offended, do you understand?” he asked her calmly, needed a sign of assurance and acknowledgment before he brought her futher. He hadn’t brought an outsider into wonderland before, and if it didn’t go well he was certain the queen would not only remove his head, but wear his coat this winter as well. 

After a pause the doorknob cleared his throat “dear Cheshire, can we get on it with. i’d much like to return to my slumber if you’d be so kind!” he finished, irritation evident in his tiny voice. 

“Right, right. Eilonwy, look down. The ‘thing’ you are talking to is adorning that door there, you see? He is aptly named, Doorknob,” cheshire continued on with a chuckle. “Do not make fun of his diminutive size for it is not he who is disproportioned. Rather, he is just right and we are giants. Drink this, it will help,” he nodded his head toward a tiny vial atop a tiny table. His whiskers were tingling with anticipation, unsure if this was too much for Eilonwy to take in. He knew however that once they were past Doorknob and officially into wonderland, she would be able to adapt. he had confidence in her. 

She nodded and awaited the rules. “I do understand. But if rule number two is about these creatures and how I shan’t be offending them, what is rule number one? You haven’t told me one.” Eilonwy turned to this ‘doorknob’ and stared down at it in wonder. “A doorknob. Oh. Well hello…” It didn’t seem as if she could linger on one thought for long here as Cheshire moved to the next topic. She had to drink some potion to shrink her. She didn’t feel like a giant, but she didn’t dare disagree. “Alright..” She walked over to the tiny table and picked up the bottle. Carefully drinking its contents, she looked around as she shrunk. When she believed to be done, she craned her neck up and addressed Cheshire once more. “What now?”

Cheshire grinned wildly at her question. “Well Rule Number one is the easiest to remember of course. Rule Number 1: in wonderland there are no rules,” he chuckled and quickly adapted his size once she shrank down. “My goodness its been years since I’ve come in to wonderland the proper way. How boring!” he groaned and shook some dust from his fur. he then glided through the air, coming to a halt at Eilonwy’s shoulders. He took no time in comfortably perching upon them, gently wrapping himself along the back of her neck from shoulder to shoulder. “I daresay we’re ready. Doorknob if you please…” he directed his voice at the now average size door and smiled as it opened slowly. “My dear, welcome to wonderland…” he purred into Eilonwy’s ear as the bright sunlight and smell of fresh flowers filled the room. “Onward. come on,” he urged.

[have fun with this! make up anything you want about what is in wonderland… i dont mind!]

idrising:

1. The meaning behind my URL
2. Weakness
3. Why I love my bestfriend
4. Last time I cried and why
5. Piercings I have
6. Favorite Band
7. Biggest turn off(s)
8. Top 5 (insert subject)
9. Tattoos I want
10. Biggest turn on(s)
11. Age
12. Ideas of a perfect date
13. Life goal(s)
14. Piercings I want
15. Relationship status
16. Favorite movie
17. A fact about my life
18. Phobia
19. Middle name
20. Tattoos I have

Shenzi curled her lips. Not only was this weird creature calling her power over her territory in question (sort of) and blatantly making himself at home in said territory, no, now, he was also insulting them.   
”Excuse me?!”, she hissed. “‘Our stench renders your vacation’?! So – Argh! Why don’t ya –” It wasn’t easy formulating a reply when your dialogue partner was infuriating you.

Ed shyly peeked at the cat, still hiding behind Banzai.
– Well, maybe he could ask him something.

“… Ed o’er here wants to know if your name’s Gizmo.” Banzai shrugged, pointing at Ed.

Shenzi turned at her friends, glaring. “Ban’”, she purred sweetly. “The – friendly animal on this tusk just said that we’re makin’ his ‘holiday resort’ smelly.”

Banzai blinked. He felt slightly insulted, for sure, but … He knew this place better than the Chesire Cat. Thus, he had to correct him instantly. 
”It’s not us”, he clarified, grinning lopsidedly. “It’s these vapours. They stink really bad, ya know.”

Shenzi rolled her eyes at him. She had to thank Banzai for giving the feline (… it was a feline, wasn’t it?) something else to make fun of.

Cheshire decided to make a spectacle of himself as he stretched out him limbs and back and walked a few circles before laying down on his belly, tightly tucking his limbs and tail around him as he did so. once settled, he gave a wink to the one called Ed and then grinned proudly at the leader, knowing his ease of comfort would rustle her fur more. 

he let out a emphatic laugh at the question of his name. “No, it’s not Gizmo, although it does has a certain ring to it. Perhaps I shall change it” he mused, fully enjoying himself. 

at the next round of the dogs’ conversations amongst each other, a face splitting grin dominated his features. “Is that what the smell is? Why thank you Ban for clearing that up. So you lot prefer to live where the stench is enough to make your eyes water? I wonder why that could be hmmm? no friends in more pleasant smelling lands? or do you enjoy your own stench?” with this last statement his eyes locked onto Shenzi’s, knowing full well his words would effect her the most. He twitched his tail in anticipation for an aggressive reaction.

Eilonwy pouted. “Well I have ended up in places that I haven’t meant to go just by missaying a spell. Perhaps that would have been easier than whatever that just was. Tis true I wouldn’t have gotten here first, but eventually I could have landed here- and much more softly too!” She rubbed at the back of legs somewhat to demonstrate her point. “Hmmpf. Not a scrape but probably some bruises!” She shook her head, letting it go.

Then a strange voice echoed about the room. She looked and there was a small door with some metal contraption attached to it. “Before I drink anything, I should like to know with whom—or what— I am speaking too.”

The doorknob let out a disgruntled “hmph” before cheshire quickly interjected himself. “Yes Yes my dear, there are certainly other ways we could have come to wonderland, but mine was simply the fastest. Now, before you offend the one last thing standing between you and the wondrous wonders of wonderland… a few rules:” he gave her a worrisome grin, unsure how she would react to having ‘rules’. “Rule No. 2 -  there are listless amounts of impossible creatures in wonderland, creatures whom i assure you may be easily offended, do you understand?” he asked her calmly, needed a sign of assurance and acknowledgment before he brought her futher. He hadn’t brought an outsider into wonderland before, and if it didn’t go well he was certain the queen would not only remove his head, but wear his coat this winter as well. 

After a pause the doorknob cleared his throat “dear Cheshire, can we get on it with. i’d much like to return to my slumber if you’d be so kind!” he finished, irritation evident in his tiny voice. 

“Right, right. Eilonwy, look down. The ‘thing’ you are talking to is adorning that door there, you see? He is aptly named, Doorknob,” cheshire continued on with a chuckle. “Do not make fun of his diminutive size for it is not he who is disproportioned. Rather, he is just right and we are giants. Drink this, it will help,” he nodded his head toward a tiny vial atop a tiny table. His whiskers were tingling with anticipation, unsure if this was too much for Eilonwy to take in. He knew however that once they were past Doorknob and officially into wonderland, she would be able to adapt. he had confidence in her. 

eilonwyofllyr:

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he sighed at her confusion and grinned a comforting grin her way. “I’m sorry for this, but you’ll understand eventually” he purred before giving her a shove and toppling her into the hole. he peered over the edge, turning his ears forward to hear her. Would she be laughing or screaming? he wondered. after a few minutes he realized he had forgotten to go to the bottom and meet her. he quickly evaporated and reappeared in a small room, perching himself atop a table as his tail twitched, anxiously awaiting her arrival with a grin.

“Whaa——” Suddenly, she was falling down the rabbit hole. At first she wondered how that even could have happened but then she realized how long a fall it was and she screamed out of pure terror. Rabbit holes should never be so deep! After passing many a strange thing, rocking chairs, tea cups, and mirrors alike, she not-so-gracefully landed on her rump. She stood up and brushed herself off before angrily turning to the cat. “Why did you push me?! Why couldn’t I just appear here like you?!”

He winced as she landed with a thump, but silently thanked the stars she landed on her rear and not her head. without a second of hesitation, she lashed her anger towards him, and he sat frozen and unphased until she was done shouting questions. “I’m truely sorry my dear for the shove, but I suspected you wouldn’t have willingly jumped into the darkness had I instructed you to do so. And all your time-wasting questions just gave me the ‘push’ i needed to make the decision for you.” he grinned wickedly and winked at her for his choice of words. “Besides, as magical as you may be, you don’t have evaporating skills such as myself. Even the greatest magicians need to visualize the place they wish to reappear to, and how do you propose to do that, having never been to wonderland yourself, hmmm?” he turned the questioning back at her and flicked his tail, eagerlly hoping her temper would soon cool. She looked so silly in this tiny proportioned room. She dwarfed everything, and her expression was amusing as she took it in. In efforts to speed the process along, he quickly added “Look at you, not a scrape.. nothing to fear.”

as the two spoke audibly, a soft yawn filled the air. “5 more minutes,” a voice mumbled before startling fully awake. “Oh! chess its you… with a visitor…” the voice spoke nervously, taking in Eilonwy’s giantess stature. ”Best take a drink ma’am… things will be better then” a brass doorknob adorning a tiny door nervously spoke to the pair.

eilonwyofllyr:

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“Off we go!” he triumphiantly shouted in response to her words, leaping into the air and marching alongside her at shoulder height. he kept a keen eye to the bushes, hoping to see that obnoxious rabbit in a waistcoat, or better yet, just his hole. They didn’t actually need to find a rabbit, just its home. suddenly he stopped and grinned as he spotted the perfect hole. “ahh yes. perfect. lets take a look my dear” he spoke as he guided over towards the hole. looking down he saw that to an untrained eye it looked like a normal hole, not even very deep. But he knew better. he knew that where the shadows took over and darkness tricked the eyes, the hole would actually fall forever. he then eyed his companion, unsure if she would willingly jump in, or need a gentle “push”.

She giggled lightly at his response, “Why yes! Let us be off.” Eilonwy followed him to a rabbit hole and peered down into as he did. “I’m sorry, but I do believe you are mistaken. There isn’t a rabbit here! Perhaps we should keep looking?” She looked back to the cat, confused to why he believed this to be ‘perfect.’

he sighed at her confusion and grinned a comforting grin her way. “I’m sorry for this, but you’ll understand eventually” he purred before giving her a shove and toppling her into the hole. he peered over the edge, turning his ears forward to hear her. Would she be laughing or screaming? he wondered. after a few minutes he realized he had forgotten to go to the bottom and meet her. he quickly evaporated and reappeared in a small room, perching himself atop a table as his tail twitched, anxiously awaiting her arrival with a grin.

makemineacubsandwich:

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Chess’s curiosty caused him to remain frozen in place. He knew if real danger presented itself he would evaporate from harms way in a blink of an eye. But he wanted to know what these creatures were, and WHAT on earth was so funny. They looked somewhat like dogs, but not quite. It was enough, however, to cause instant distrust to course through the cat’s body. His ears remained flat, and eyes wide as the dogs approached. His heart leapt into his throat when he saw one of the creatures extend a paw forward, surely about to attack. However, unexpected light tap on his back caused a wicked grin to spread across his face. They’re just as curious about me as i am of them… he smirked to himself. He cuffed a paw in front of his lips and audibly cleared his through. “well hello, mutts” he purred and grinned, his eyes widening in frantic delight.

Ed shrieked – he didn’t expect the creature to talk. He expected it to be … a hallucination of some kind.
A hallucination of some kind that appeared to the whole trio.

Quickly, he stumbled behind Banzai who was already growling. 
”– Did this thing just call us mutts?!”

“Eeaasy, Banzai”, Shenzi hissed, rolling her eyes at the bilious temperament. “Just look at … that. Seems like tha normal behaviour for this gizmo.”

Ed blinked dazedly. Was the creature’s name Gizmo? And why did Shenzi know that?

Slowly, Shenzi approached the sort-of animal, glaring at it.
This animal scared one of her friends and made the other aggressive, and who had to comfort and calm them later? – She, of course. And she did not like that.
She harrumphed. “… Who’re ya? ‘n what’re ya doin’ n our lands?“ 
Legitimate question. The creature didn’t look familiar at all, not to say … weird.

As the trio argued amongst themselves, cheshire momentarily allowed himself to relax as he better studied them. they were most unlike any creature he’d met thus far, and consdering he hailed from wonderland where the flowers sand and toast flew about as butterflies, that was truely saying something. Suddenly the attention was back on him and he grinned wildly as the central animal, perhaps their leader, spoke to him angrily.

“well i didn’t see a sign declaring this your lands,” he spat. “so with that in mind i’m doing as i please and shall stay as long as i choose. although your stench may render my vacation miserable.” he finished with a weak insult, but used his paws to pinch his nose and wave the air in front of him in a theatrical manner. He then began to laugh at his own humor and all tension melted from his being. this group didn’t have the wits about them to deal him any harm.

prezident-vanellope-von-schweetz:

Just Call Me Cheshire: Cheshire & Vanellope

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Just Call Me Cheshire: sweet beginnings - Chess and Vanellope

madaboutsmiling:

chess had grown incredibly bored of wonderland as of lately. Ever since the predicting of frabjous day, things had been, well, predictable. In search of anything…

“I’m Vanellope, President Vanellop Von Schweetz. Where is wonderland exactly? What is wonderland exactly? Why is it called wonderland? Is it wonderful or something? I mean  Sugar Rush is pretty self-explanatory if you ask me so…” Vanellope trailed off. There was something definitely peculiar about the cat, so maybe it was where he came from. Maybe it was his smile. He looked like he was hiding something, like he had a secret. Vanellope liked it. She smiled back, trying to look like she had a secret of her own, but failed miserably at that.

(Sorry my computer is being the devil and won’t let me scroll up in our thread to shorten it… my appologies XD)

Cheshire smiled as Vanellope introduced herself, but his jaw quickly slacked and drooped as she began to repid fire questions in his directions. He paused for a moment of silence as she finished to  figure out where to start.

“Wonderland is just beyond rabbit’s hole and on the other side of the looking glass” he started with a smirk, knowing full well that his answer wouldn’t be much of an answer at all. “I’ve already told you WHAT it is, it is where i am from. and it is called Wonderland because, well that should be self-explanatory if you ask me” he continued with his nonsense, grinning as vanellope’s smile faltered and then spread into an unknown expression. She looked as if she was holding in a laugh or a twitch…

“so PRESIDENT hmmm?” he purred. “what kind of land has a mere child as their leader i wonder…” as he spoke he leapt into the air and lazily twirled about, looking at his surroundings.

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Just Call Me Cheshire: sweet beginnings - Chess and Vanellope

madaboutsmiling:

chess had grown incredibly bored of wonderland as of lately. Ever since the predicting of frabjous day, things had been, well, predictable. In search of anything to relieve himself of the boredom, chess closed his eyes and cleared his mind, allowing pure luck to determine where his body would…

“We’re in Sugar Rush. Doi. Where else would you find so much candy.” Vanellope looked at the peculiar looking cat. “What’s your name?” Vanellope looked around. It seemed the cat was on its own. “Where are you from?” There was something about this cat that was different, special. But Vanellope just couldn’t put her finger on what exactly. 

Cheshire slowed his pace and resisted a slight snarl of irritation at the girl’s comment of “doi”. How rude…. he thought to himself, before the intoxicating sugary air righted his mood as quickly as it turned. Once again he smiled and sat back on his haunches, looking curiously at Vanellope all the while. He smiled, noting the curiousity in Vanellope’s eyes as well.

“My name is Cheshire, and I’m from wonderland…. Doi…” he spoke calmly, the last word added as a sarcastic afterthought. “And you name is…..?”

makemineacubsandwich:

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Cheshire blinked his eyes a few times, hoping to adjust to the new environment he had just appeared in. turning his head from side to side, he frowned slightly at his poorly lit surroundings. After a few moments however, his eyes found dim light and reflected it outwards making things much more visible. Thanking the small parts of him that functioned like a regular cat he know looked about the place in a whole new light. (pun intended). just as he was sizing up the massive bones surrounding him and trying to decide what they originally came from… he heard it. his ears twitched and flattened as the sound of laughing rose up around him.

Ed was cackling.
Cackling hysterically, of course.

Because he didn’t know how to react else.
He knew that there hadn’t been anything on the tusk; before, three seconds ago. His eyes were fine, and he was able to trust them.
But still. Ed needed to get a second opinion on the matter.
He nudged Banzai.

“Huh? What is it?“ 
Banzai was slightly annoyed by Ed. Slightly. ‘I’ll never go on a walk with ‘im again!’, he swore to himself. Every five seconds, Ed would see or discover something and inform his friend about issue immediately. ‘It’s foggier today, innit?’ - ‘This skull’s new, innit?’ - ‘The ground is kinda moist, innit? That’s a good sign, innit?’ 
Plus, Banzai heard all this in his blabber. 
Still, he looked in the direction Ed was pointing at – he was rude, yes, but not that rude – and his expression went from ‘pissed off’ to ‘disbelievingly’.

So Banzai apparently couldn’t explain this to him, either.
Ed moped – but only for a short timeframe.

Why didn’t he just walk up to the … thing lying on the tusk?
Carefully, minding each of his steps, he approached the creature, tapping its colourfully striped back cautiously.

Chess’s curiosty caused him to remain frozen in place. He knew if real danger presented itself he would evaporate from harms way in a blink of an eye. But he wanted to know what these creatures were, and WHAT on earth was so funny. They looked somewhat like dogs, but not quite. It was enough, however, to cause instant distrust to course through the cat’s body. His ears remained flat, and eyes wide as the dogs approached. His heart leapt into his throat when he saw one of the creatures extend a paw forward, surely about to attack. However, unexpected light tap on his back caused a wicked grin to spread across his face. They’re just as curious about me as i am of them… he smirked to himself. He cuffed a paw in front of his lips and audibly cleared his through. “well hello, mutts” he purred and grinned, his eyes widening in frantic delight.

theoneandonlyflynnrider:

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theoneandonlyflynnrider:

The last thing Flynn was expecting as he strolled down a busy street of Corona was to hear a sharp yowl from under him, and he leapt backwards, almost knocking some woman over. He hurriedly apologised and looked down to see a large striped cat with amazing blue/green eyes staring at him looking entirely unimpressed. 

“Well alright. You don’t need to keep staring, sorry for treading on you, though if you will wander in the middle of the street, it’s your own fault.” He turned to leave, the cat’s eyes were starting to freak him out.

he continued to glare through the preposterous apology, and quickly forgot he was supposed to appear like a normal cat. “yes, it must be the fault of the creature who has no choice but to wander in the street by foot, entirely helpless to the master beings of humans” he spat, unthinking that a talking cat would be alarming. he quickly leapt into the air and glided over until he was nose to nose with the heavy footed being. he continued staring, as a smile spread across his cheeks, taking in delight the affect he was having on the man. “you shouldn’t assume things are exactly as they look.” he spoke, taking in the man’s appearance from head to toe. 

Flynn’s head snapped back as he heard the sarcastic voice and was completely unprepared to come face to face with the cat’s huge eyes and massive grin. He almost screamed, but bit it back and managed to swallow it slowly.

“Oh. You talk.” He was going to be interested in a minute, but right now he was very shocked, and slightly pissed off. “So a cat talks well that hasn’t just shattered my universe I’m totally fine with that and the fact that it’s floating and SMILING AT ME!” He took a deep breath.

Cheshire continued grinning as the man began rambling sarcastic nothings. His eyes widened momentarily as the man shouted his last words, but this only made his grow impossibly wider still. “Good. I’m glad you’re fine with it” he purred as he slowly began to evaporate into thin air, but of course leaving his smile and eyes entirely visible. his disembodied form began to circle around the man, delighting in his reactions.

“shall we revisit your apology mr……?” he left the question open, hopeing he would fill in his name. Cheshire wasn’t a malicous kitty, but his curiosity always got the best of him as he tested people’s limits. Looking the man up and down, his whiskers tingled in delightful anticipation.

i know my attendance and replies here have been hit or miss since i joined. But the semester is officially over for me so I’m going to be online much more!

I’m going to go through my threads left hanging from before and reply to them in hopes to get the ball rolling agian. if you would rather start fresh and not continue, just let me know. and if i’m not in a thread with you and you’d like to start, make a starter! I follow the tag #madaboutsmiling just to make sure i see it =]

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he frowned and slowly shook his head as she rambled off her list of questions. perhaps she wasn’t worthy of wonderland after all. however, unwilling to relent just yet he spoke up. “my dear, the first thing you must accept about wonderland is that nothing there makes sense. the longer you try to force it to, the more nonsensical it becomes. and when that happens, well then your certainly in danger of going crazy.” he laughed slightly as her face contorted in yet more confusion. with a sigh he answered her last bout of questions. “any rabbit would be the specific one that we seek. once you find the rabbit, then getting to wonderland is a just a trip away.” he spoke with a wild grin. “, now, a rabbit dear…”

“I guess I’ll just have to deal with the confusion,” she said after a long pause. If Wonderland was such a place, did she truly want to go there? Well, it was too late for that, she finally decided. “Well, let us be off then. Off to find a rabbit!” With that she ventured off the path in search of a rabbit hole.

“Off we go!” he triumphiantly shouted in response to her words, leaping into the air and marching alongside her at shoulder height. he kept a keen eye to the bushes, hoping to see that obnoxious rabbit in a waistcoat, or better yet, just his hole. They didn’t actually need to find a rabbit, just its home. suddenly he stopped and grinned as he spotted the perfect hole. “ahh yes. perfect. lets take a look my dear” he spoke as he guided over towards the hole. looking down he saw that to an untrained eye it looked like a normal hole, not even very deep. But he knew better. he knew that where the shadows took over and darkness tricked the eyes, the hole would actually fall forever. he then eyed his companion, unsure if she would willingly jump in, or need a gentle “push”.

thegirlwiththeshoe:

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She nodded quietly as he spoke calmly to her. “Well, hello there, Cheshire. It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Cinderella.” Her kind nature returned to her when she realized that he seemed to be very calm and relaxed. “You’re in a small kingdom in France, and however did you end up in my bedroom?” She chuckled slightly. “Oh yes, the mice are so helpful and kind, they’re very best friends.” She smiled down at them as they all looked up adoringly at her. Cinderella couldn’t help but notice he had a rather large smile that showed off every tooth that he had. She then sighed and rose to her feet. “Well, it was a lovely meeting, Cheshire, but I’m afraid I have to return to my duties.” She walked over and picked up the very big basket of laundry.

before answering her questions as to how he came to be here in this room, he quickly vanished and reappeared in the basket of laundry she was picking up. “Duties?” he purred. “like cleaning up after other slobs? such trifle duties indeed. i’d much prefer a relaxing cup of tea and a chat” he winked at her and adorably kneaded the laundry beneath his paws until they made the perfect bed and curled up. He glanced up at her, making it clear that he wasn’t moving and therefore, her chores would have to wait. he then glanced over at the mice and winked at them as well. Cinderella was such a lovely girl, and obviously kind. What animal wouldn’t desire more time spent in her devoted attention? “I think laundry can wait, hm?”

As she lifted the basket, Cheshire appeared on top of the heap of clothing. “How in the world did you do that?” She was astounded, no doubt, but she really had to continue her chores or her step-family would surely be angry. “Yes, they’re my daily chores and they are rather tedious, but I must do what I must do.” He became comfortable in the stacks of clothing and this worried her. It meant hair on the already dirty clothes which meant more time scrubbing and washing clothes. “Cheshire, these are things I must do, no way around it.” She gave him a sympathetic smile. “You’re welcome to come along, though.”

He grinned at her surprise to his latest appearance. “because, madame, I am no ordinary cat which should answer any question you might have.” he quickly frowned when he noticed cinderella’s anxiety to finish her tasks. he gave a pout and glared at her, unblinking. “very well, i guess you leave me little option. with you i shall go.” however he made no attempt to leave his comfortable make-shift bed. if she was insistant on doing laundry, than she would carry the basket with him in it he had decided. Not that he weighed much more than air itself anyways. “Do you ever take a moment, perhaps a full day, off? i dearsay i see some wrinkles forming on the that beautiful face, my dear” he spoke with yawn, hoping his words would strike a cord. he was anxious to see her break from the mold she had so obviously created for herself. that would surely liven things up around here.