The sense of an enjoyable tea party had seemed to quickly deflate upon their arrival, sending quick looks to each other at the table before they looked to the youngest Alice with such confusion.
Hatter seemed to be rather upset mostly to see Larxene, “That-that does not mean you are invited!” he flailed his cup around, cheeks red with anger.
Elder Alice had her younger self take a seat before she turned to Larxene “It seems you have made more enemies then I have in my own, what did you do?” She asked smoothly, getting the attention of those at the table
The small mouse peeked out from the teapot and stared, eyes wide.
All of the eyes around the table turned towards Larxene. It was not the first time something of the like had happened. Her smile fell and she met the eyes of each person around her. The inhabitants of Wonderland watched her with less fear than usual. Perhaps crazy Alice was a reassuring presence; she obviously knew how to take care of herself.
The girl’s green eyes were curious, yet otherwise unreadable. Fine. It was not as if her actions were a great secret.
“I’m something of a bad guy, Alice. I allied myself with the Queen of Hearts and have not been as kind to the more delicate creatures of this world. As a result, they do not view me in the highest regard. It’s as simple as that.”
Larxene met Alice’s gaze, wondering how the woman would react to this information. If her world’s dynamics were anywhere similar to this one’s, she would not be a fan of the Queen, and Larxene was not certain that their aquaintanceship would hold up as steadily as before.
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“I will tell you now Larxene, I do not need you to be the one to try and control things” Alice looked over her shoulder at the woman before pursing her lips and walking with the younger girl, her hand closing around the smaller one.
Something was nagging in the older Alices mind as she continued to see how younger Alice looked around. “I do hope this Hatter is more…human-like then my own. Less gears and cranks” Alice had to explain a bit about her Hatter to the confused young blond.
Larxene was beginning to regret her decision. Having these two meet was turning out to work rather the opposite of in her favour. She had thought that crazy Alice would be as disgusted with the child as she was with her Wonderland, but the two had formed something of a comraderie, and it was getting on the Nobody’s nerves.
The arrived in the Hatter’s yard soon enough, and as usual he and his friends were in the middle of their everlasting party. The March Hare saw the Alices first and beckoned them over, but when he saw Larxene he paused, sending a questioning glance to the preteen.
“I am here with Alice,” Larxene said, drawing the rabbit’s attention. “I’m a neutral party today,” a dry smile touched her lips as the women took their seats around the table.
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I’ve wanted to play this game for YEARS and now that I have it, I may be a little hard to find~ hehehe
Alice did not miss her younger counterparts look to Larxene but she did not comment on it, not yet at least “Do not worry, my Wonderland is far more bitter then this one. I can handle myself…now, how about you show us around. We shall leave these cards behind” Her eyes fell to the soldiers who seemed ready to argue.
“If they decide to stop us they will only be carried in the wind in little…tiny…pieces” Her tone had sharpened like the Vorpal blade at her call.
Larxene wasn’t too pleased that crazy Alice had asked the kid to tag along. If they ran into the Queen she may not be able to smooth things over nearly as well, but it wasn’t something she needed to think about at that point.
“Don’t worry about them, they’ve felt my wrath before, and whatever hive-mind constitutes for their brains remembers and shall not be eliciting it again,” Larxene smirked and threw a casual glance to the card soldiers, who resumed their patrols without a word. “Why don’t you lead the way to the Hatter’s tea party, Alice?”
The girl nodded, avoiding Larxene’s gaze, and began walking. She reached and took the dark-haired woman’s hand tentatively, looking up to her questioningly as they continued their journey.
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