Chapter 12 - Alice
London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down, my fair lady. Pleeeeeeeeaaaase make it stop, make it stop, beeeecauuuse it happens every freaking' day and I have to fix it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were in a sewer. A sewer. In a wako land with wako stuff everywhere. Wako, isn't it? Ash and Danni were here, too, and so was another person. But I was just too stunned to get anything through my mind right now. WE ARE IN WAKO LAND! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. UGH. AHHHHHHHHHHH, UGH. I personally think we might die. And then we met Mr. Humty Dumpty, right here in the sewer. Should I get his autograph to prove I'm not crazy? Ash, Danni and I somehow agreed to help him escape the prison guards (the only reason he was in was because he accidentally killed his own brother.). Now we were out-side the sewer, (fresh air, ahh.) and needed a disguise, because,
1. We were all sticking out of the crowd of teensy tiny people.
And, 2. We were just not wearing fashionable clothes, especially me in my big poofy black dress, although Mr. H (Humpty Dumpty's nick-name) said I looked ready to go to a ball. *Blush, blush*
We walked on the wet cobble stone roads to a bright neon orange shop called...I couldn't read it, actually. I have dyslexia. Yes, it's true, Alice has dyslexia. Now shutup.
Anyway, we went inside to get...well, to the people who live here I guess it would be regular clothes, but to us the apparel was more like costumes. I immediatly fell in love with a neon blue dress, the type with the string in the front that shows a little cleavge (not that I want or need that). I twirled around in it, and while Ash and Danni were picking out their dresses, I went outside to look around. It really was beautiful, and in the distance was a huge bridge. Suddenly, with a very loud crash, the bridge collapsed, making smoke rise. The people on the streets must of heard it, but didn't even do anything! I came up to a man dressed in an old tattered suit and said
"You know that bridge just collapsed, right?"
He sighed and said,
"Yup. Happens every day, around ten o'clock. And I have to fix it, every damn day!" He walked away muttering something about the building structure of it. Poor man.
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