Little Girl Lost

Little Girl Lost

Disclaimer:

The Alice in WOnderland story is rightful property of Lewis Carol, the person hihgly inspired by the muses to write the classic story that all know and love...and that I'm currently mildly obsessed with at the moment *blushes*

Notes:
1) Alice will not be in this fic but the main character will often be mistaken for her...or will she? Hmmmmm

2) I sugesst reading some of "Rainbow Guard" to get an idea of what led to this story

Rating:
PG for violence, pervsion and all that fun junk
Sorry, this is just the crust of my lemon marengue pie. You'll have to wait for the filling...

With that said and done, I command the story to begin...

Walks up to a giant dong and hits it *BONG*

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Little Girl Lost
9) What If...?
Princess Lemon

Yes, you guessed it. Limd Chd Chesire had escaped from Castle Spades by aid of the strange flash of light which transported them from the hidden room to the middle of an rather odd looking patch of woods.

"Wow, it worked," Lime said amazed as she loooked around the dim woods which were lit only by the half moon up in the sky that night and Chesire looked right at her.

"You did that?" he asked.
"Yeah, combonation teleportation and simple light flash. For a moment there, I was wondering if it would work or not," Lime said and Chesire's jaw nearly jaw when he heard this. He was about to remark on this when he noticed that the woods they were in looked oddly familar.

"Uh, Lime. Just where did you send us?" he asked.
"I don't know," she said with a shrug of her shoulders and it was jsut then that she noticed that she was still naked. She was about to curse her luck when something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She looked up and saw a what looked to be a two story doll house in the distance.

"Hey, look," Lime said and pointed at the house. Chesire looked in that direction and a deep frown appeared on his face.

"I don't like this," he said.
"Even so, we need some directions and I need some cloths," she said.
"What's so wrong about bening naked?" he asked but she was always ten steps ahead of him as she walked towards the house. He growled under his breath as he hurried to catch up with her. Yet as they got closer to the house, the more familar it became as the blue and white colors became clearer and the Victorian style more pronounce.

"Lime, I think we should leave here," he said, the worry evident in his voice. Yet Lime didn't respond to this as she continued to approach the house, almost as if she were drawn to it like in a trance. Lime walked right up to the house and opened the door as Chesire followed with his tale wraped tightly around his middle. Once inside, Lime snapped out of the trance like state and looked around the dimly lit house as the door slowly closed behind them and Chesirt hit his foot in the door so as it wouldn't close.

"Where are we?" Lime whispered to him.
"Her house," he said in a nervous tone of voice. Lime raised an eyebrow at this as she looked around. The two were in the main hallway of the house. Their were a couple candles hung up on the walls, the light from which showed that the floors were polished hardwood and the walls had blue wallpaper. There was a nearby coat rack that was loaded with coats and hats meant for children. The walls were megerly decorated with only a couple shelves that held the candles (they too were set at a child's height) whjle the edges of the floor were littered with various toys. There were two opening for rooms, one on each side of Lime and she could hear a girl's voice comeing from the left. Lime then quietly began to move towards the room on the left.

"Lime! Get back here! Don't move!" Chesire quietly hissed but Lime didn't hear him as she got closer to the room. Lime stopped in the entranceway as her jaw dropped in surprise when she saw the room. Inside were a whole bunch more toys. They were either on the floor, on a table, sat on a shelf, hung from a peg or stuffed in a closet. In the very middle of the room was a young girl dressed in blue. She sat at a small table with three dolls, two of which were a foot taller than her and the 3rd only two feet shorter than her. From the light of the candleabra, Lime was surprised to see that the dolls looked very much like the Hatter, the Hare and the Dormouse.

In fact, no matter where Lime looked in the room she found toys that resembled the characters she had came across in her journey. Hung from a peg were Tweddle Dee and Tweedle Dum puppets, laying on the floor by a toy house was the white rabbit (which looked a little cooked), two knights and their horses sat on the window sill, the Queen of Spades sat inside of a playroom that was cut in half and hinged to open that looked very much like the secret room and a broken Jaberwoky painting was leaned up against the rubbish bin. Lime didn't know what to think but something told her that it was a good idea to leave right about now. Lime took a step beack trying to be careful but didn't notice the bike horn duck untill she had began to step on it. The resulting noise made Lime jump and the whirl around to look at her. The two looked at each other for a tense moment before the girl finaly smiled at her.

"Hello," she said in a errie tone of voice.
"H...hello," Lime said and the smile on the gril's face widen.
"Won't you join us for tea? I'm pretty sure Hatter and Hare would love to have you," she said.
"Uh, I'm sorry but I must decline," Lime said as she held up her hands.
"Why not?" the girl asked with a frown.
"Because I have nothing to wear and..."
"That's ok, I've have stuff you can wear," the girl said, jumped up from her chair, approached Lime, grabbed her right hand and practically dragged her upstairs to one of the bedrooms that looked more like a costume shop than a bed room, seeing as how full of cloths it was. Lime just stood there in the middle of the room as toungoung girl dashed around the room trying to find her the perfect outfit for tea.

"My name's Alice, what's yours?" the girl asked as she went through a rack of dresses. Lime's jaw dropped slightly and it took her a moment to get over her surprise before she finally told Alice her name.

"Lime? That's kinda of an odd name," Alice said as she grabbed a pair of hand gloves which she passed off to Lime before she went back to looking for a dress.

"I guess, to someone like you," Lime said as she passed the gloves off from one hand to the next.
"Maybe, but do you want to know something really odd?"
"What?" Lime asked and Alice poked her head out of the closet.
"How I couldn't see you before now," she said.
"Excuse me?"
"I was begining to get worried when my subjects were playing without another person that I couldn't see. I thought they were all gone crazy...again," Alice said, the last part with this erie grin on her face.

"What are you...?" Lime started, unerved by that smile.
"I'll let you in on a little secret, I control what goes on around here," Alice said and Lime raised a eyebrow at this as Alice smiled.

"You see, they made me queen during my second visit and they gave me this house. From here, I control what happens around here with my special toys," Alice said.

"You mean, all those toys downstairs..."
"Are copies of my subjects, and if I don't have a copy of someone...make one own," Alice said. Lime was confussed by this comment untill she heard a strange comotion coming from downstairs.

"Chesire!" Lime shouted and dashed out of the room. Yet she didn't get as far as the bottom of the stairs before she was tackled by Alice.

"Alice! What are you...?"
"Quiet!"Alice shouted and slammed down both her hand on the back on Lime's neck to smack her head on the floor.

"He's my toy now and you're going to be my special playmate," Alice hissed in Lime's right ear.
"NO!" Lime screamed, threw Alice off her and didn't noticed that Alice had konked her head on one of the steps as she bolted for the room across from the playroom. Lime stopped in tracks and gasped to see that Chesire was trying to fight off hundreds of puppet strings with his claws but it wasn't long before they began to overpower him and he was hung upside down by his ankles and his eyes began to look as if he was under a trance.

Lime looked around quickly and saw a knife on the floor in a tuck and roll move before she jumped up and slashed the strings that held his ankles. Lime caught Chesire by one arm and suported his weight as he began to snap out of the trance.

"Lime?" he asked.
"We're not out of here yet," Lime said as the strings went after both of them now. Seeing no other way out, Lime turned towards the window and threw them both out of it. They tumbled to the ground as glass rained dwon around them and the two scrambled to get back up and run away from the house before the strings got out far enough to grab hold of them. As Chesire continued to recover from the strange trance, Lime led the way into the woods. Yet since she had no clue of where she was going, it seemed as if they were running blind.

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