You stare wistfully at your previous Wonderland entries hidden within the inked pages of your leather-bound journal as you wonder how it's even possible to just discard your beloved Wonderland like Mr. Bumby, your therapist, had requested. You never quite understood what was wrong with enjoying Wonderland's intriguing madness, strange logic, eccentric yet loveable companions, and interesting other-worldly domains.
You adore escaping your boring reality to explore unknown locations like Hatter's domain to have a mad tea party with the Hatter or the Mangled Mermaid to perform in various plays. You also love being treated with desirable affection and romantic flattery for choosing the role of Alice among the Wonderland inhabitants.
Your conflicted expression softens at the nostalgic memories playing in your mind, the image of a playful particular tall and lanky male reminding you of your lost connection with Tulgey Woods. You wish you could possibly meet this mysterious young man that's been haunting your very existence. You're eager to discover what's hiding within his domain and why Mr. Bumby doesn't want you interacting with him.
You decide to go against everything your therapist has asked of you as you realize you're willing to perform any act that keeps you intact with Wonderland. You feel a deep sense of melancholy for those who will never quite understand you, wishing your dear eldest sister the best.
𝅘𝅥𝅮 Cats and rabbits
Would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
𝅘𝅥𝅮 All the flowers
Would have very extra-special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
𝅘𝅥𝅮 There'd be new birds
Lots of nice and friendly
How-de-do do birds
Everyone would have
A dozen blue birds
Within that world of my own
𝅘𝅥𝅮 I could listen to a babbling brook
And hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland
Your beautiful yet hoarse voice echoes throughout the small clearing close to your old-styled Victorian house like a sweet melody, the scent of bitter cherry blossoms lingering in the cool breeze. You prop your relaxed frame against the cherry blossom tree directly behind you and cross one leg over your other outstretched leg. You clutch your leather-bound journal to your bust, tilting your head in the direction of a babbling brook nearby. You observe the crystal clear water hurriedly flowing over the smooth rocks whilst allowing yourself to give into the warm comfort alluring you to drift off.
"(Y/n), my dear Alice, I've missed you terribly ever since you disconnected my domain from Wonderland. I desire to meet with you once again and to shower you with romantic affection until I drive you mad. Follow the cat. My former feline self should guide you through the Wonderland barrier,"
A captivating yet playful male voice invades your dream-like state as the image of a shadowy figure with glowing green orbs plays in your mind like a static picture. You immediately wake yourself up with some difficulty before your dream can get any weirder, realizing how childish you truly are to fall asleep outside like this.
An unsettling desire to follow the guidance of this eccentric yet mysterious man overpowers you. You want to figure out what his role is within Wonderland and why he has such desirable romantic feelings toward you. You want to dive deeper into the hypnotic connection you share with each other. You also want him to fulfill the promises he's been whispering in your dreams.
You push yourself to an upright position against the cherry blossom tree as you realize how warm your (skin color) skin has gotten underneath the sun. You hear ruffling noises coming from the daisy, Iris, and sunflower meadow directly across the babbling brook.
You tighten your grip on your leather-bound journal clutched to your bust whilst observing the flickering movement of the plants. You hold your breath for what feels like a few minutes, waiting in curiosity to see what's hiding among the flowers. You watch a gray and black striped tabby tomcat with an athletic build emerge onto the floodplain of the babbling brook.
You immediately meet the small animal's haunting green gaze as the strange guidelines from your mysterious dream chants quietly in your mind.
"Follow the gray cat, my dear Alice. My former feline self should guide you through the Wonderland barrier and to my disconnected domain."
Suddenly, your desire to do whatever this particular voice requires of you overpowers you. You discard your leather-bound journal under some tree roots twisted around each other in the shape of a small cave nearby. You push yourself to your feet whilst keeping an eye on the tabby cat. You hurriedly head toward the flower meadow, coaxing the animal to either approach you or to speak like you've always imagined.
You hear the cat meow multiple times as you gradually move closer to its position. Its gray and black striped ears twitch at the various noises coming from the woods nearby, its head tilted unnaturally sideways like it's looking in both directions at the same time. Its eerie green gaze somehow stays locked onto your form and you can see a crazed yet wide pointed smile plastered on its muzzle.
The cat stares at you with that same unsettling expression for what feels like forever before it vanishes into the woods. The dream chants only grow unbearably louder in your mind, your beautiful environment flickering into a warped version of Wonderland. You hurriedly chase after the cat just like that particular man had requested. You pass by multiple faded trees with Autumn colored leaves, searching the woods for any animal-shaped silhouettes.
You hear the faint echo of more leaves crunching underneath your feet as you keep moving forward through the violet-shaded fog seeping above the cold ground. You spot various shadowy figures curiously observing you from their perched positions within the trees, the scent of crisp caramel lingering in the cool breeze. You feel your feet collide with something solid and you immediately tumble into another clearing.
You push yourself to an upright position despite how bruised your body feels. You move some loose tangled (h/c) strands away from your face, your wide gaze focusing on the strange yet eccentric domain you just discovered. You carefully stand to your feet and dust off your crimson wonderland dress. You immediately head toward the only visible structure hidden among the fog, determined to figure out who sent you here.
You approach what appears to be a long wooden dinner table placed in the center of the clearing with five tall chairs placed on each side. You spot various types of china dishware discarded on the tabletop, the remains of spoiled sweet pastries swarming with insects. You notice multiple cat-like claw marks carved into the faded trees and the table set.
Suddenly, you hear the faint echo of someone laughing childishly as you feel that same person observing you closely. You tilt your head upward toward the faded gray trees with Autumn colored leaves, searching for whoever just snickered at you. You immediately spot the familiar pale silhouette of a young man perched on a high branch, his tall form positioned just like a cat sunbathing on a warm day.
"(Y/n), my dear Alice. You're finally here at last. I've missed you terribly and I've grown rather bored without your precious company. I thought you would never wander into Tulgey Woods again, but here you are."
Cheshire tilts his head unnaturally sideways in your direction as his haunting green gaze locks onto your shorter frame at the same time. You can see that crazed yet wide pointed grin plastered on his face, his pierced gray and black striped ears twitching at the various noises within the woods. You stare wistfully at his curious form, wondering how you ever gave up on this part of Wonderland.
You watch violet-shaded fog slowly engulf his entire body before he steadily vanishes into thin air. You hear the faint echo of feet colliding with the cool ground, the dream chants in your mind no longer there. You childishly search the clearing for him as you decide to accept whatever game he's playing right now. You feel a lightweight settle against your shoulders, his tall silhouette appearing directly in front of you.
Cheshire has a tall and lanky build with jet black hair framing his green eyes. A gray and black striped sweater, black skinny jeans, and combat boots make up his attire. A black neck-choker with a cat bell is also slipped around his neck.
He stares wistfully down at your shorter frame as he squeezes you like someone who just discovered something precious. He immediately pulls you against his solid frame, a comforting pressure on your lower back. You lift your gaze past your (h/c) bangs to make eye contact with him and realize he's the only person you truly want. You swiftly pull him down to your height before he can react, sealing your Wonderland fate with a romantic kiss.
