Underland is gone. Years after Alice visited and inspired the writing of Alice and Wonderland, the world of Underland has been destroyed. The only two survivors of the destruction being Callie, better known as the Cheshire Cat, and her dear friend T...
I'm rewriting this story a bit. Started it when I was young and now I wanna give it more structure.
Callie POV " Oh Hatter!" I yelled as I went skipping into the living room of our shared cottage house on the outskirts of New York. "You want to cause some mischief with me tonight?"
" Ooh what would we be doing?" asked Tarrant Hightop mischievously as he appeared in front of me floating in air with his legs crossed and a cup of tea in his gloved hands. He had his usual outfit on and that included the hat I loved so dearly.
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" Oh, you know, just playing with some of the baddies on the streets. Its been awhile since we've gone out together and I know you have been trying to stay under the radar but it would mean a lot to me." I reply, skipping around the kitchen island to tug on his dapper, but outdated, waist coat.
"I already have my next playmate in mind, and oh he has been a very bad boy," I say with a pouty face. Hatter grins and laughs throwing his head back and almost spilling his tea as he floats. " He has been robbing houses and abusing the women that live there."
"Naughty!" exclaims Tarrant with narrowed eyes and a big grin that almost matches my own unnaturally large, mischievous grin. I flash my equally unnatural blue, glowing cat eyes while thinking about all the torment I was going to bring his mind for the things he has done. " Sorry Chesh I can't. I have to work at the bar tonight and I have to finish a new hat for the store. Maybe next time."
Tarrant hasn't gone out with me in a long time. Having more control over his chaos powers than I ever will, he is perfectly fine with blending into normal society. Even if his style is a bit eccentric. He has been able to open his own hat shop, a nod to his fathers profession back when Underland was still around. I think he honors them that way and it makes him feel more connected to our lost home and family.
I have never been able to do that. To simply be idle and suppress my magic. Which is why I've recently turned to vigilantism as a better way to channel my abilities rather than what I've done in the past.
" Okay, well good luck on the hat and I will probably meet you at the club tonight. I am planning on performing." I said giddily.
"Ohhhh. I do love your performances. The reactions you get are very entertaining,"says the Hatter clapping. " I must be off. I have to get to the hat shop to finish my hat before heading to the club."
As Hatter leaves I run to my room and change into my crime fighting clothes. After getting dressed I put bright blue eyeshadow on, black cat eye, and pull my black hair with dark blue highlights into a ponytail.
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