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[forgotten_vows]

Dear Mun,

Well, I see you went ahead and got the paid account. So long as it made you happy. But do you really expect to fill all those slots?

What?? You really want me to --

Fine. If anyone knows of any places where my mun could find icons of me (she's particularly hoping for more animated ones, she likes those), it would be greatly appreciated.

Oh, speaking of which, one thing I would like to make very clear, mun:

NO. THIRTEEN. ICONS.

That part of my life is over and done with and you cannot convince me I would ever need such horrible things. NO.

Watching you closely,

Victor Van Dort

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[forgotten_vows]

It was hers to begin with!

[And what's she saying is striking a nerve with Victor. Mostly because he remembers a certain doctor saying much the same in the darkest of dark rooms, wearing away his hope and will little by little, making him feel so utterly worthless until --

He shoves that particular memory to the side. No. Not letting that distract him.]

So what do you want me to do? You act as if I want Wonderland to be destroyed. I don't. It's a gorgeous, incredible place, and I want to see it thrive. I want to see her thrive.

[offwithyour]

I want you, despite my feelings for you and yours, to show her what she's not seeing.

Blinded by her own lack of memories, and now by the fluttering flowers of love. This Alice doesn't know her ending yet, and she'll never know it unless you---and this wretched mundane---helps her find it.


And you can keep your silly bouquets out of Queensland, thank you. I'm sure she's told you all about the kind of flowers we keep here.

That slide into Dark of Heartness GAAAAH

[forgotten_vows]

. . .Oh.

[Victor feels like a right idiot now.]

So that's the problem -- I'm sorry, my mundane and I somehow got it into our heads that the scene you're talking about was post the ending she needs. Probably because that's when I confess my feelings in whatever passes for a "canon" with me. Bloody timeline issues. . .

[However, he stiffens his spine now and gives the Queen a serious look.]

But I'll help her find it. I don't want her to come to any other end than the right one.

And yes, I've been informed about the scenery of Queensland. Trust me, I don't want to be anywhere near your domain.

oooooops. /last one i swear she just wont let me alone

[offwithyour]

Not quite yet, or else you wouldn't have me to talk to, would you?

Good. You'd had better, or I'll be the first one out of her pretty head and onto you.

As well as Queensland wants nothing to do with you, either. All your flowers growing all over the place---I'll trim them all myself.

*giggle* Well, she likes her attention

[forgotten_vows]

I suppose not. I take it she hasn't been anywhere near your domain at the current moment in time.

Your Majesty, trust me -- if I let her down, nothing you could to me would be as bad as what I would do to myself.

[He came -- will come? Story's still in progress, technically -- close once, thanks to Bumby. Never again.]

I don't even think they could grow where you live. I'm not entirely sure you have soil in Queensland.

[Just, you know, meat.]

[offwithyour]

Oh, I sincerely doubt that, Victor. You'd be surprised what she could think up.

[ Huffpuff! ]

The flowers grow anywhere they'd like in Wonderland; before they grew just fine, and only now do they reappear.

[forgotten_vows]

My own self-loathing is a pretty powerful force, Your Majesty.

[He lets out a deep sigh.]

Of course, we should consider the possibility of if she falls, I do too. . . The version of him I know liked me too. . .

Well, your Executioner has a scythe. . .