I was tumbling, down, down, my mouth agape in a silent scream. Chess wasn't so quiet. She shrieked for a few minutes, until she ran out of breath. It was quite dim down there, and I struggled to see. I thought I could see bookshelves and tables, but that was impossible. I reached out and grabbed a hand.
"Hatter!" Queenie cried. "Is that you?"
"Yeah!" I yelled back. Suddenly someone else grabbed my other hand. It was Chess. Queenie grabbed Chess, and we were linked in a triangle. I'd stopped being scared quite some time ago. I was actually enjoying this.
"This is so cool! I've always wanted to go skydiving!" I thought I could make out a grin in Chess' direction. It was always my job to lighten up situations. Queenie was still in a bit of a panic.
"Cool? COOL? Are you kidding! We're FALLING Hatter! You're insane! Utterly mad!"
"That's why you call me Hatter!" I cried, laughing. Even this managed to make her smile. We suddenly got broken apart when I bounced on a bed and tumbled away. Queenie and Chess were broken apart too. We had seemed to be falling for an awful long time. Just as I thought it would never end, I crashed onto an old sofa.
"Ow." Then Chess fell on top of me.
"Chess! I realised how heavy you where" I grunted under the strain. Then Queenie fell on top of Chess. We all groaned and tumbled of the sofa, in a heap.
I began to laugh hysterically. And when I laugh, Queenie laughs. And when Queenie laughs, Chess laughs. We were rolling about on the floor in hysterics.
"That was the most fun I've had in forever!" I cried.
"Same!" agreed Chess. Queenie was about to agree, but she screamed and sat bolt upright.
"What?" I cried. "What is it?"
"I'm sat on something!" She yelled. "I think it's some kind of animal!"
"The only thing your sat on is me!" groaned Chess. Queenie sat up and gasped.
"Chess," she gasped. "You've got a tail!" Chess and I gasped. Chess stood up and turned in a circle. I could see it now. She wasn't wearing uniform anymore either. She was wearing a black and blue striped jumper and black trousers with little blue boots. Out of her trousers was a bushy blue tail. I seemed to find this hilarious.
"You've got ears too!" I laughed. It was true. Out of her mousy brown hair were two blue ears. Chess was a little unnerved.
"How the-?" she began. I was in tears I was laughing so much. I seemed to be finding everything hilarious today.
"I'm sorry, Chess!" I said, half laughing. "You just look so funny. Like a real Cheshire Cat!"
"Well you can talk! Just look at that hat!" I stopped laughing momentarily. I stood up and brushed myself off. I had changed too. I was wearing brown jeans with green boots, and an Irish green jacket. I felt my head and pulled off a beautiful hat. It was the same green as my Jacket. It had yellow vine decorations in the fabric, and had a pink ribbin around it. A label reading '10/6'. I grinned from ear to ear. This was amazing.
"I'm the Mad Hatter!" I cried, doing a twirl. I pointed at Chess. "You're the Cheshire Cat!" I pointed at Queenie. "And you're the white queen!" Queenie smiled and inspected her clothing. she was wearing A pale pink shirt, a white jacket, black trousers and knee high white boots. In her black hair rested a little silver crown.
"Wow," she breathed. We all grinned. Suddenly the white rabbit appeared again. It gasped at the sight of us.
"Oh my goodness!" It cried. It began hopping away, and the three of us followed. It led us down a dark corridor and into a hexagonal room. It was checkered black and white. The rabbit disappeared. The room was filled with doors. Chess, Queenie and I began trying them. I twisted the knob of the first one. It was locked.
"Dammit!" I exclaimed. We tried door after door.
Door number 2: Locked.
"Dammit".
Door number 3: Locked.
"Dammit!"
"Dammit!"
"Dammit"
"Dammit!"
"Dammit!"
"Dammit!"
"Dammit!"
"Dam-"
"HATTER WILL YOU SHUT UP!" I grinned cheekily at them. We tried all the doors at least three times over. They were most definetely locked. Then I noticed the little glass table in the middle. My attention lost from the doors, I walked over to the table. It had a little silver key on it.
"Guys I found the key!" I called dangling it between my fingers.
"What!" Chess cried.
"You mean to tell me," began Queenie. "That we tried all those doors three times over and you've only just found the key!" I nodded happily.
"Yup!" I tried the key in the first door. It didn't work.
"Dammit!" I exclaimed.
"Hatter, I swear if you start that again I will personally kill you in your sleep!" I smiled cooly.
"Chill out Queenie!" It turned out the key didn't fit any of the doors. Then I noticed a little red curtain.
"Did anybody see that curtain before?" I asked.
"Nope."
"Nope." I walked over to it and pulled it aside. A miniscule door was behind it. I tried the key. It opened. Behind the door was a gorgeous little world. I peered through.
"Wow guys, this garden is gorgeous." The other two huddled around to get a better look. There were gasps of awe.
"It's beautiful" remarked Queenie.
"Too bad we're too fat to squeeze through" said Chess. I stuck my finger through the door and waggled it.
"I am a worm!" I cried. Queenie and Chess giggled. I sat back and wondered what to do. How on earth would we get through the door? I looked back at the table. Now there was a little bottle on it.
"Hey guys, since when was there a bottle on that table?" Queenie and Chess turned around and stared at the bottle. I got up and picked it up. It had a little label attatched that read:
'Drink Me'
I smiled.
"Should we drink it?" asked Queenie.
"Heck, might as well try," I replied.
"Alright, but you try it first" agreed Chess.
"Thanks for the honour" I said sarcastically. I took out the cork and sniffed it.
"Bottoms up" I said. I tipped the bottle down my throat, but I didn't drink it all. I stood for a moment brooding over the taste.
"Well?" asked Queenie. "How is it?"
"It tastes like lemonade" I replied. "Woah." I suddenly felt a bubbling in my stomach. I looked up, and Queenie and Chess towered over me.
I looked at the table. It was enormous! I looked at myself, and it was obvious I had gotten smaller. What was strange was my clothes had shrunk with me. I ran over to the door. I was just about the right size now.
"Hey guys, someone chuck me the key!" Chess was already shrunk, and Queenie grabbed it on her way down. The two ran over to me and Queenie twisted the key in the lock. It fitted perfectly and the door swung open. We all gasped.
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