"THIS IS NOT FUNNY CHESHIRE!" Allen yelled as he hung off the end Cheshire's tail. Cheshire laughed as she watched the mouse sized boy hang on too her tail for dear life. "I DEMAND YOU PUT ME DOWN NOW!" He shouted as he kept his eyes closed.
"My, my, so demanding." Cheshire said with a smirk. She grabbed him and put him on a mushroom right beside her. "You can see things others can't in this form. You can also return to your normal height, just imagine your bigger."
Allen sighed as he closed his eyes, and sure enough he was now back to his normal size, squishing the mushroom as he did so.
"That would have been helpful to know when you did that for five minutes!" Allen ranted. Cheshire chuckled as she wiggled the tip of her tail under his nose. Allen swatted it away, making Cheshire disappear in a puff of purple smoke. "Alright, onward." He said, counting down the trail.
The trail lead too a small hole in the cliff ahead. Allen closed his eyes and turned small and began walking through the tunnel. He came out of the tunnel and returned to normal as he walked down the trail.
"Another memory?" Allen asked himself as he saw a small glowing syringe floating near the ground. Allen walked towards it, making it disappear after he touched it.
"Look at how small he's become." A old man's voice said. "All curled up, he's barley there, like a fox in his hidey hole." Allen remembered the voice belonged to his doctor before Dipy. The doctor was speaking of the 7 year old Allen that always curled up in a corner when they tried interviewing him.
Allen continued down the path, but noticed blood started to appear on the sides of the trail. Small puddles at first, then it became a trail. Allen eyed the blood and looked at where it lead to and saw a huge skeleton on the path infront of him.
It resembled a Dragon. It's body stretched out and it's bones cracked from time. In it's skull was a knife. It was the Jabberwocky, the most dangerous- was the most dangerous creature in wonderland. Cheshire appeared infront of Allen as he walked towards the skeleton.
"The Vorpal blade is swift and keen. And is always ready for service." Cheshire turned around and looked at the knife embedded in the skull. With a nod of her head, the Vorpal blade came out of the skull and floated too Allen.
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Allen grabbed the handle with his right hand and ran his left finger down the blade.
"I didn't come here looking for a fight." He told Cheshire. He twirled the knife in his hand perfectly as Cheshire chuckled.
"Really? What a pity." She said, leaning in close to him. She looked over his shoulder and grinned wider. "Because one certainly came looking for you." And with that she disappeared. Allen looked over his shoulder, but saw nothing.
