Time Is Many Things. (Through the looking glass)

Chapter Two: Alice Returns.

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Previously:

"Hello, Absolem," I greeted quietly. "Hatters ill, I have no idea what to do. I need help, I need... Alice," I tell him.

Without another word, he flys off.

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I have no idea how to contact the upper world without having to go up there.

I look hard into my full length mirror and wonder; wonder how to get a message across to Alice.

She's the only one Hatter will listen to; I don't know why but she has a way with getting to him, I wish I could too but I'm not her, I'm not Alice.

'Please come back to Underland, Alice,' I think to myself.

All of a sadden my mirror has a slight wave to it like water; like my doorway. But it vanished as soon as it came. Did I just imagine it?

With that thought on my mind, I lay in my bed and drift off to a restless sleep.

The next morning I woke with a sore head; I couldn't sleep well last night. Thinking about Hatter and how I can help him. Wondering how Alice is doing and where she might be now.

Looking out of my window, lost in thought something catches my eye; a girl in a colourful dress, falling from the sky.

Curious, I sprint out of the castle I call my home and run towards the fallen girl.

As I approached, I see a familiar face.

"Alice?" I breathed, stepping closer to examine her as she stood. I gasped. "Alice," I ran to embrace her.

"Anna!" She said with a wide smile accepting the embrace.

"My, you've grown!" I notice.

"Yes, and you haven't, that much anyways," she pointed out.

"I absolutely love your dress," I tell her.

"Thank you, got it from China," she informed me happily.

Everyone was appearing happily greeting Alice, everyone bar Hatter though.

"Alice, thank goodness you're finally here," said the White Rabbit relieved giving Alice a hug.

"It's that girl again," the hare laughed.

"Alice, you're back," one of the Twins pointed out, stating the obvious.

The Bandersnatch roared happily seeing his friend.

"Don't be nice to her, she's late," Mally said, again annoyed. She's an annoyed little mouse. She hates it when I say that.

"Have I come at a bad time?" Alice asked.

"On the contrary, I'm afraid that you weren't going to come at all," my mother told her.

"What's the matter?" Alice asked as curious as ever.