broodings

alice didn't like wonderland

this is vaguely based on drugs and/or alice in wonderland syndrome idk

'hey, girlie.' the voice wavered, the pitch rising and falling.

'hi, kitty.' the girl giggled, walking slowly towards the grinning cat sitting on a tree branch.

'oh, but girlie, i am no normal kitty. i am the cheshire cat.' the cat grinned wider, if possible, and she laughed.

'that's coo- co- cool.' she stumbled over the word, almost as if she couldn't pronounce it.

'girlie, would you like to come with me to see the queen of hearts play croquet?'

'croquet?' her voice dipped.

'it's a sport, girlie.'

'would i have to play it?' she snorted, almost as if what she'd said was the funniest thing in the world.

'not if you didn't want to.' the cat's striped tail swished back and forth, making the purple leaves on the tree rustle.

'kitty, why are the leaves purple?'

'because, girlie, you're in wonderland.' the cat stood up smoothly, still smiling manically.

'where are you going?'

'to see the queen of hearts play croquet, remember, girlie?' the cat chuckled and jumped down from the tree.

'oh yeah.' she said distractedly, looking at the tiny blue roses that were scattered through the grass. 'i thou- thought roses weren't supposed to be blue?'

'oh, but girlie, this is wonderland. anything is possible.' the cat turned his head back towards the girl, his eyes glinting.

she nodded distractedly, looking around her in awe. they were walking through a tunnel of pink and green trees, the leaves almost looking like they were flashing above her. climbing up the trunks and wrapped around all the stalks of all the plants were yellow vines with little black flowers on them. the cat walking in front of her was purple and lilac striped, for god's sake. all around them, there were massive green flowers with tall, pretty nymphs sitting on them, all dressed in some variation of loose, white dresses.

the girl waved cheerfully at all of them, calling out, 'isn't this so cool? the trees are pink.'

the nymphs all laughed, mouths curling, displaying sharp white teeth.

the girl flinched away, then looked around again. the trees she'd thought were so beautiful were covered in graffiti, and there were crude faces carved roughly into the bark. the sparkling leaves were actually ablaze, spreading the fire through the forest and burning it down. the tiny vines were suffocating the plants, squeezing all the air out of them. the flowers, oh god, the flowers were venus flytraps, but they were ten feet tall. the nymphs, the nymphs were the worst of the lot. their skin, previously a beautiful ivory, was now blood red, and their eyes were pure black. their dresses were black with slashes all down the front and across the back.

the girl shrieked, then sat up from her sister's lap, panting heavily. her sister grinned down at her, mouth curling into a sharp toothed smiled, eyes ebony black.

the girl had never been so terrified.