Continuing Tales

Bonkers To Be Late

A Alice in Wonderland Story
by RosieLilyIce93

Part 38 of 48

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"NO! Yer not leaving!"

Mirana winced at the continuing increase of anger-driven madness in her Hatter's tone. His face was whiter than her dress and his eyes were swirling with oranges and reds. She felt the rest of those in the room shrink back in the face of his anger.

Only Alice, her brave and just as equally-insane-at-the moment-Champion, stood in the face of this storm. She hadn't said a word since Tarrant had begun his tirade, but from the increasingly angry flush washing over her features and the way her fingers twitched to the blade at her side, Mirana could guess that she was close to reaching her point of eruption as well.

Mirana sighed heavily.

And to think she thought she had solved everything by showing Alice that terrific mirror …


"You need to go back to Above?" Mirana asked for the thirteenth time. They were sequestered in her study, the door locked to any unwanted visitors. The White Queen had a suspicion as to who her Champion was trying to keep out, but it wasn't her place to get involved in marital affairs.

At least not yet.

"Yes." Alice said firmly. "There is someone there who needs my help, desperately I might add. I need to leave as soon as possible."

The Queen watched the emotions playing out on Alice's face. Disgust, fear, sadness, hope, and determination all fought for dominance in her dark blue eyes. She couldn't help but smile at the young woman's ability to turn her court upside down in a matter of seconds.

"Very well, follow me." Mirana slipped from around her desk and glided out the side door. She could feel Alice trailing closely behind her and twitched her skirts forward so her single-minded friend could not trip on them.

They finally reached a glass door and the Queen motioned her companion through. The circular room was constructed entirely of glass and the sunlight danced through in a pleasant way. At the far end of the room stood a mirror.

Mirana glided toward it and rested her hand against the frame as she turned to face Alice. She smiled encouragingly at the young woman and motioned her forward. Alice came before the mirror slowly. Curiosity lit her features.

"This will be your way to Above." Mirana informed her softly. Alice glanced sharply at her but then put her hand to the silvered surface. Her palm rested flat against it and the White Queen could feel the pressure Alice was attempting to put on the glass.

"It's just an ordinary mirror though …" Alice said slowly. Mirana smiled at the underlying uncertainty in her voice and shook her head.

"For now it is. A potion only needs to be splashed on it and then it becomes a gateway to wherever you seek to go."

Alice's face lit up.

"How soon can it be ready?" She asked excitedly.

"As quickly as it takes you to pack." Mirana responded.

Alice opened her mouth to say something more when a roar of rage interrupted them.

"No! No, no, no!" Tarrant burst into the room and put himself between the mirror and Alice.

She and Mirana stood frozen in shock. Alice was the quickest to recover and put her hands on her hips.

"I beg your pardon?" She asked icily.


And now here they were, one raging Hatter, an equally miffed Champion, a pair of overly confused twins, a twitchy March Hare, a giggling dormouse, and a much put upon Queen.

What was a monarch supposed to do with all this rabble?

"Yer MA WIFE and I FORBID ye from going ABOVE!"

The room fell silent immediately. A chill seemed to be emanating from Alice's too still figure and Mirana felt a thrill of dread creep down her spine.

"Perhaps your Majesty should move the innocents from the room before the blood shed begins." A voice purred quietly in her ear.

Yes, that would be the thing to do …

Mirana nodded absently at Chessur's suggestion though her gaze remained fixed upon the pair before the mirror. Tarrant's eyes were still swirling so it was unlikely he realized just how close to peril he actually was. Alice's face on the other hand was set in stone and a dangerously thin line had taken the place of her mouth.

Then, quick as lightening if not quicker, her hands shot out and seized two fistfuls of the Hatter's hair. His hat tumbled to the ground which initiated an indignant meow from Chessur. Mirana shushed him as he disappeared and then reappeared with the said piece of headwear.

"Now you listen here Tarrant Hightopp. I may be your wife but I am also someone's daughter, someone's sister, someone's apprentice, and at one point in time, I was someone else's friend! You of all people will not keep me from being those things and I WILL be going Above!"

The frost in Alice's voice made the White Queen flinch, but Tarrant was not finished either. Just as quickly, his hands shot out and seized Alice's waist.

"You listen to me Alice Hightopp! If ye think I'm going to let ye go gallivanting up Above all by yer winsome, bonnie self where I could lose ye all over again, ye've got another thing coming!" He shouted right back at her.

Alice seemed to freeze all of the sudden. Then, as if in slow motion, she bent over double and began to laugh.

Mirana's jaw dropped in a most unlady-like fashion.

By Fate, her Champion was laughing at the situation!

Eventually the young woman quieted herself long enough to look up at her husband and smile cheekily.

"Tarrant, my very foolish husband, of course I'm not going alone! I was coming to get you when you burst in!"

Tarrant stood there as dumbfounded as the rest of them, his angry eyes fading to a muddily confused green.

"You were?" He lisped.

Alice smiled and cupped his face in her palms.

"Of course! I have a couple of promises to fulfill. I promised my mother before I left that I would return for a visit with a husband, even if he didn't speak English. You happen to fit both bills very nicely." She swiftly kissed his nose and Tarrant puffed out his chest in pride.

"And the other promise, hmm?" Chess asked slyly. Mirana shushed him again, but Alice's smile only widened as she looked at Tarrant.

"You're my husband Tarrant. I made a vow to love, respect, and stay by your side till death do us part. I wouldn't break that vow even if my life depended on it."

Tarrant grinned, tugged Alice against him, and proceeded to kiss her.


"Oh my!" A voice gasped from the doorway. The couple and the rest of room looked to see a very red in the face Princess Lily immobile at the doorway.

"I heard a commotion from down the hall and just thought I'd … investigate …" She finished lamely. Alice smiled and leaned against Tarrant.

"Not to worry dear Princess, my lovely wife and I were just on our way to pack for a journey!" Tarrant beamed. Alice ducked her head under his arm to look at the Queen.

"With your permission your Majesty?" She queried with a slight smile.

Mirana refrained from rolling her eyes in response.

"Yes, yes, get on with it the pair of you."

Tarrant and Alice both bowed, bumping noses in the process which ensued more giggles from the room. They had left the room with all speed before Tarrant sped back in. In two long strides he reached the White Queen and snatched his hat which had been floating beside her.

Chessur appeared to roll over midair and stuck his tongue out at the Hatter's retreating back.

Lily shuffled forward to her mother as the room began to empty, a slightly apprehensive look on her face.

"What just happened?" She asked worriedly. Before the Queen could answer, Chessur spoke.

"One of the most bizarre and curious things to grace this land." He said.

"Oh?" Princess Lily raised her eyebrows expectantly.

"You my dear, just witnessed the actions of a happily married couple!"

And with that he disappeared from sight.

Bonkers To Be Late

A Alice in Wonderland Story
by RosieLilyIce93

Part 38 of 48

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