Hatter's Mansion

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"Whoa. Good thing I came when I did!" The man grinned, his golden rabbit ears flopping behind his face.
"Awww, no fair." The two brothers whined, sad they couldn't kill the lady.

"Are you okay?" The rabbit man asked Clara. She blushed and shoved her hands far down her pockets.

"Y-yeah." She directed her eyes to his knee-high boots. He set his hands on her thin shoulders, and smiled.

"The name's Elliot March." She gave a warm smile back. He was very handsome, and seemed pretty nice.

"Clara Hawk."

Elliot moved towards the twins, pointing at the one wearing red.
"That dumbass is Tweedle Dum." He then turned to the one wearing blue."That's Tweedle Dee. They're the bloody twins, and they're supposed to be guarding the gate to the mansion!!" Elliot began to yell. Dum frowned.

"We were you big stupid rabbit!!" He defended. Elliot simply sighed and walked past them into the mansion, his coat and scarf trailing behind him.

"Well, I better get going." Clara awkwardly said and began walking down the path when she bumped into another mafia person.

"Sorry!"

"No, no, it was mine. Might I ask who you are?" The slender, black-haired man asked.

"Clara Hawk. you?"

" Blood Dupre. Mafia Boss." Clara stood shocked. He was a mafia boss!?!
"W-well then I'm terribly sorry!" She apologized.

"It's quite alright." Blood laughed at Clara's now red face."My job does not get me anymore respect than a normal person should."

Awkward silence.

"Ummm, I should, ya know,... I was going to the amusement park, but, uh, got lost." Clara stuttered. Blood grabbed her hand and closed in on his face.

"Now we better fix that. You aren't another directionally challenged person like that bothersome Ace... are you?" He slyly asked. For Clara, she was finally able to take in the slender man's attire. He wore a long white two-tailed coat and a large ebony bow that covered his black vest. Perched atop his black locks, a pitch black top hat that had roses and cards from a deck stuffed into the sash.

She turned her attention back to the question.

"Ace is directionally challenged?"
"Yup! I am!" Ace popped his head behind her back and gave a small and amusing wave. Blood clenched his jaw.

"Ace."

"Hatter." He replied cheerfully. Clara felt a tug on her arm and was led right into Blood's chest. He pulled out an AK-47, still holding Clara tight. Ace slowly pulled out his sword.
'WHAT?!?' Clara thought 'are they gonna KILL each other?!?'

"Hey Blood, why don't you leave the lady alone?" Ace kindly asked. Sometimes, Clara swears, he seems too happy for someone with a gun in their face. The man stumps her sometimes.
"Stop fighting!" She said childishly. They both lowered their weapons, confused.

Blood dropped his arm from her shoulder and started walking toward the mansion.

"Your exactly like Alice, too compassionate for your own good." He mumbled under his breath."And too interesting to kill."

Clara blushed as she pushed past Ace and walked down the dirt path.

Clara was lost.

'How long have I been walking?' She wondered. It had been noon in the sky for what seemed like an hour and she had not come any closer to the amusement park.

She let her mind think about all of the new people she'd meet there. Already Clara has met:

Ace, the knight of hearts. He gets lost and always keeps a smile on his face.
Julius, the mysterious clockmaker who lives in the neutral territory of the clock tower.

The bloody twins. yeesh, two creepy twins that guard the gate to the hatters mansion.

Elliot March, The Hatters right hand man.

Blood Dupre. The Hatter. The asshole that almost blew Ace's brains to smithereens.

She took a deep breath to push away her anger, a bush to her right rustled. Clara jumped, grabbing a thick branch to protect herself.

"Who's there?"

No one answered.
She raised her stick and was about to strike when a voice cried out.

"WHAT THE HELL?!? DONT SWING!!!"

She immediately threw down the branch and helped the man out of the bush.
"Thanks." He brushed himself off.
Clara couldn't stop looking at his cute, pierced, fuchsia ears that hid in his equally fuchsia short hair. She dare say, he looked like a punk.

With his short black shirt with two zippers on the bottom front. The fabric stretched up his neck halfway, shielding his skin from the spiked collar that's chain trailed down until it was impossible to find in his fluffy fuchsia boa wrapped around his arms.
"Why were you in that bush?" Clara almost laughed at the question. He shrugged, looking down at his short black skirt with jean pants underneath. The cat apparently sewed a cat design into the side.

"I lost a piece Gowland needed for a broken ride." He explained, trying to pull up one of his striped socks, but to no avail. Tapping his black shoe in the dirt to fix his heel.

"Wait. an amusement park ride?" She asked.

"Yup! I can show you around if you want."

"Great! I was trying to find the park anyway. I've never been here before." Clara admitted. The cat looked at her oddly before smiling in delight.

"Your an outsider?!"

"I guess.." She shrugged, still confused with the whole, 'outsiders' thing. His smile widened, walking closer.

"Your pretty. Much prettier than Alice."
"Thanks...?" Clara smiled awkwardly.

"CCCCCLLLLLLAAAAAARRRRRRRAAAAA!!!" Peter called out a few yards away. She grimaced. Grabbing the cat's hand, they ran out.

"Come on!!" She yelled to him.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I'm Boris."
"Hi! Clara." She smiled at the cat's strides as they raced to the park.

Peter stopped in his tracks, confused. Why did she run? He pulled out a small heart-shaped vial and smiled.
"We will be together Clara.."

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Aaaaaannnnndddddd there ya go! Two more characters! I just want to point out, I own none of these characters or the countries.
(Spoilers)
Just keep reading.

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