When in the Country of Hearts (a alice in the country of hearts fanfic)

Gowland's amusement park

Boris and Clara laughed the rest of the way back to the park. After their close encounter with Peter White, they stopped to catch their breath.
"So, what's with the get up?" Clara asked, gesturing to the fuchsia tail and ears.
"What?"
"Why are you wearing cat ears and tail? Comicon in town?" She laughed, but Boris frowned.
"What's a Comicon?" He asked staring into her forest green eyes.
"Oh, so they're real?" Her face turned pale.
"Yeah," He pulled her along through the gate. It was filled with excitement. "Faceless" cheering in laughter as the ride does flips and twirls in the air.
"Wow..." She was impressed.
"Welcome!!!!" a faceless attendant announced, twirling her red cap on her head. Clara held onto Boris's arm tighter, not wanting to get lost in the crowd. He saw a ice cream truck up ahead and couldn't fight the temptation.
"Wait here. okay? I'll be right back." Then he took off to buy two icy cones for them.
"Boris?" Clara called out, being pushed farther and farther into the park by the crowd.
"Look! it's a outsider!!!"
"We haven't had a outsider in a while.."
"I wanna poke her!!"
She was confused and slightly worried when a sound like, CLICK went off.
She froze. A hand was placed on her shoulder.
"Now will you listen to me?" Peter whispered into her ear. Clara took a deep breath as he led them to a creepy house of mirrors.
"Finally, some alone time..." Peter smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist. Clara could feel the outline of a small vial in her back, but before she could say another word, he pressed his lips to hers. Clara stood stiff as she felt liquid run down her throat. What was happening? What did he make her drink? Peter pulled back just in time for a fist to clip him in the cheek.
"OW!" He whimpered, holding his cheek and making a sad and hurt look. This didn't work on Clara. She hated the rabbit, no, despised him.
"Why the fu*% did you do that?!?" She yelled.
"Because I love you..." Peter said sincerely. Clara blushed.
"NOT A GOOD ENOUGH ANSWER!!!"
Bang!
Clara felt a bullet whip right between her and Peter's heads.
"Hey! Hands off the lady White." Boris growled. This was madness. Boris could've shot her!!!! Clara stood rigid with fear.
She didn't want to die.
"Why should I do that, you infected cat??" Peter edged him on. Boris gritted his teeth and loaded the gun once again. The sleek black color shining in the darkness, but a chain was attached to the Clara, this time, backed away from the battle about to ensue.
"This isn't worth killing someone!!" She screamed, hoping that both of the men would come to their senses.
"But, it is..." Boris replied.
"Yeah. I'd like to get rid of this flea once and for all!!" Peter snapped, pulling out his large pocket watch an- no! it's a gun!!! A pocket watch just turned into a pistol!!! HOW?!?
Clara, by instinct, threw herself in the middle. Both men flinched and unloaded their weapons as to not hit her accidentally.
"Get out of the way. You're irreplaceable." Peter begged, but she didn't move.
"So's Boris! Everyone is irreplaceable!" She defended. Boris blushed at the sentence.
"Sure, everyone is. If they die, another will just take it's place. That's what the faceless are." Peter said unemotionally.
"It still doesn't make it right!!!" Clara yelled. He sighed and his gun turned back into a watch, and began walking away.
"Whatever. I've done what I came here to do." He turned toward her and gave her a grin, flashing his silver-gray eyes."You're very different from Alice, Clara Hawk."
Clara turned to Boris, but his gun was still drawn, pointed where White had stood, but Clara now stood.
"B-Boris, put down the gun..." His face tightened into a scowl."Please Boris... your scaring me." Clara begged, tears beginning to form. He snapped out of his trance and lowered the pistol.
"I'm sorry.." Boris apologized and held out his arms for Clara's hug.
"Now, I never got to ride any rides yet." She smiled, hoping to push past the awkwardness. He grinned at her.
"You want to meet the park owner?" He asked.
"I'm sure he's busy, running a place like this."
"Nope. if anything, he's probably just walking around."
"Ok then!" She laughed. He pulled at her arm like a cat on a mouse.
"GOWLAND!!" Boris yelled to a tall ginger man with short hair and a small braid in the back.
"Boris! Where have you been?" He waved back, the white tails of his coat flapping in the wind. The pair hurried to the odd park owner as he fixed his merry-go-round like belt.
"Hey, Boris, who's your girlfriend?" He teased, laughing.
"Not my girlfriend old man..." Boris muttered under his breath."This is Clara Hawk. She's a outsider."
"No kiddin'?" Gowland looked at her intently, before flashing a warm smile."Well then, welcome!!! Have fun but.." He looked up and his smile faded at the sight of The Hatter and Elliot approaching."I'm very busy."
She shrugged and set her gaze on the sky. Suddenly, the sky darkened and crickets could be heard softly in the distance.
"Shit! I told Julius I'd be back before dark!!" Clara began walking out when Boris grabbed her hand.
"I'll walk you back."
"Oh, thanks!"
It was sunset when the two arrived back at the clock tower.
"Bye Boris!"
"See ya Clara!"
She walked into Julius's study to check on him. Seeing that he was still at work, Clara threw on a pair of shorts and a cami before falling into bed and growing into a deep sleep.

"Hello Clara."
Clara twisted and turned in her dream, but only found a never ending room, almost as if it were a grey universe without the stars and galaxies.
"Who are you?" She answered into the nothingness. A man began forming from out of thin air and what now stood before her was a guy with bright blue eyes and a eyepatch over his right eye. He walked down from the air and now stood right next to her. Clara could now see that his hair was a short, soft green and brushed to the sides of his face.
"Who are you?" She asked. The man smirked.
"I'm Nightmare." Nightmare casually said, straightening his buttoned up leather jacket.

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