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Are we going to have more fun soon?

It's been a while! I'm getting bored, and you've hardly let me out all that much lately. There's snow, and sparkly things, and lights, and all sorts of other decorations-- I've missed tea time so many times and it's simply not fair. I miss them; I remember to miss them! It's not fair, it's not fair, it's _{not _fair!}

Will you let me play with Kevin? The nice one that smells like Mocha Road after he's rolled in wet grass, not the grumpy one. He's not as much fun- not unless I feel like picking on him, he makes the most amusing angry faces. Isn't it time for another 'bonding' outing? It's almost time for tea as well! I don't want to miss my own tea party.

So, can I play?

I miss them. I miss my Rabbit.

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Hey, I'm r-r-right here, don't go tuggin' at my wirin' like that.

I don't know where here is half the time. It isn't here.

[Just give her a minute.]

Shore it is. Here is here. [what] 'S-ss-sides, y'know I'm layin' low till I get all fixed up pretty for ya.

Here is there and yonder. [best not to ask right.] I'm not so terribly patient all the time, when I remember I'm not entirely so.

[weirdos] Patience is overrated.

[This is how they lasted so long. Weirdos.]

Overrated by a lot. I do miss you, knowing you'll be back or not. Here or not.

[A couple o' crazies] Can't m-miss someone whose right in front o' ya, silly. That d-dd-don't make any sense.

[And poking Rabbit's chest.] I can miss you when you aren't, and you weren't, but now you are.

A lot of Baskervilles are coming.

Do you miss me?

Cheshire!

[That would be a yes, and that would also be the Chain getting a lovely scritch at his ears like such a good cat.]

It's been so long since I've seen you.

I missed you too. [He leans into the scritching, his one good eye closing contentedly.] I wanted to keep you safe.

You're such a good kitty. [It's been a year or more since she last saw Cheshire. A few fingers curled under his chin, practically beaming.] You've done so well for so long, such a very good kitty.

[His tail swishes and he gives her a smile. A real one.]

Can I stay with you? [He nudges his nose against her cheek, the bell jingling around his neck.]

[She laughs, pulling her dear cat closer as fingers brushed over hair in slow pettings.] Of course! I have missed you dearly, Cheshire. There's so much that's happened, that I'd love to tell you.

So very, very much.

[He melts under the pets and rests his chin on her lap.]

I'm listening. I'll always listen. [Because he's a good, loyal kitty.] Have you been safe?

[That brought a warmer smile to her face.]

You have always been a good listener. [Fingers moving through hair and against darling ears.] I have, a family took me in at the place I was sent. A lovely family, made of people so much kinder than those who find their way into the Abyss.

He's a little startled to hear his name mentioned. It hasn't escaped him that he's recently graduated, as it were -- not only is he the only one of his selves in the world he's in to have not met her yet at home, now he's the only one who seems to have outright gained her favor without becoming her knight.

And he isn't sure what to make of that.

"...what would you want to play?"

We could play a game Rabbit taught me! [This in and of itself likely means it would be a bad idea to a lot of people.] Since there's snow we could play it-

You kno how to make snowballs, right Kevin?

I can make snowballs.

[He usually only throws them when he's being an ass, but -- this will be his first winter as a werewolf. He may yet fling them at people just for the fun of it.]

We hide and throw them at people -like mean brats that pester others, or steal toys from little girls playing in the snow- and whoever hits the most with the snowballs wins!

[That's not exactly the game but it' what she got out of it.]

...so a sort of snow-fight vigilanteism?

[Kevin can see this ending badly. He's a little old to be harassing children that weren't given to him to harass, and angry parents are a thing too. Um. Uhhhhh. Hm.]

You could come to the farm, too. We have whole fields full of snow. I bet we could build barricades and trenches and forts and have a whole war, with all that snow.

What's vigilan-whatever?

[Said boys are usually teenagers, but hey still boys to her.]

A snow war?

A vigilante is somebody who fights crime without being part of a police force or anything.

[Guess who discovered Batman during the last modern event and very quietly kept it to himself, because he's aware that it's silly to dress up like a bat and fight crime. Um.]

Mm. We could have teams, even. Set people up on opposite sides of the field and you have to conquer the other side, or whatever.

Is it fighting crime when you're pelting large boy with snow when they're being mean to little children and older people?

[Na na na na na na na na BATDOG.]

That sounds awfully fun.

I don't know these Kevins of yours, but I do agree that it's most amusing to tease people who make entertaining faces at being teased~

Kevin's my knight. [That's all that needs to be known-] Not a very good knight most of them time, but he's other uses now that I don't need him as my knight where I am.

I've Rabbit if I've any need for a knight now. Grumpy Kevin makes scrunchy faces a lot, unless he's scared then he just goes palem and wide-eyed, or scrambles to get away.

Oh, like the Queen of Hearts' Knave isn't the best of knights all the time!

It's a bit of a common thing, isn't it~

The Queen of Hearts has no knave; at least not the one I know of. Not unless the one who has it and Dormouse counts-

Really, that boy's more of a brat than anything near a knave. A spoiled, rotten, terrible brat. A pity Hatter didn't end him instead of my poor Cheshire.

The one I know has one, he's a real funny guy because he's so stupid, but he's a stick in the mud all the same.

I would offer my help, but I'm afraid I'm of little use stuck in a headspace. But I would never not help out when it concerns a fellow Cheshire.

Too stupid and it could be best to put him out of his misery, stupidity can only be entertaining for so long- [It's strange how her tone turns cold for a moment, something sadistic at the edges of her smile-

Nope nevermind all cheery and sweet again.] Stuck is what you make of it! My Cheshire was -is in some times- a very good kitty. He was all I had for company for so very long, even if that wretch of a boy tried to take him away from me once.

Are you another Cheshire like a young woman I met was another Alice?

That boy needs to know his place, them.

Yes, I am. You're not from a type of Wonderland like the one I'm from, are you?

He will, sooner or later in a way he may not expect. As do all who pass and trespass in ways they can't control despite intentions and action.

I'm from the Abyss, a place that was once filled with golden light. What was once perhaps a Wonderland is no more than a broken place filled with peices of a fallen city and creatures twisted from what or who they once were.

My, that is something to look forward to then.

That's very interesting. And there seem to be some similarities. Where I'm from, it's not the place but some of the people who are broken, though. Like the Regrets. It isn't good to turn back and look behind you, so to say.

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