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 Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 4:52 pm
Kiki sat in the parlor, painting her toenails, dressed as Hatter. She was taking the day off, to relax and enjoy herself. Alysah walked in the room, holding a scroll from Katie to Kiki to sign. She looked up to ask her a question.
“So Ki- What are you doing and why are you dressed as my Hatter?”
“First off, I’m dressed as both Hatters. Second, I’m painting my toenails…Why?” Kiki was seriously confused. She wasn’t expected to be Queenly all the time was she?
“Why?” Alysah asked incredulously, “Who told me I wasn’t allowed to take the day off because the kingdom would fall?” Alysah tapped Kiki on the head with her scroll, “If you get the day off so do I.”
Kiki played innocent, “Who said I was taking the day off?” She paused, clearly not helping herself, “Have you seen Hatter?”
“Don’t change the subject.” Alysah sat next to Kim and grabbed a bottle of polish, “Now let the fun commence!”
Kiki smiled, holding her bottle of polish like a glass to toast, “To a day off!” she said with a smile.
Hatter looked at H2 suspiciously. He was unable to find his tie, suspecting his copy to have taken it by mistake. The only reason he didn’t say anything was because it appeared that H2 had lost his hat, and Hatter feared he may have grabbed the wrong one by mistake during the morning rush.
“Hey have you seen the girls?” H2 asked, still searching for his hat. He thought he had left it right here… “Aren’t they supposed to be running the kingdom or something?”
Hatter shrugged, “Alysah got dressed this morning after Katie said something about some documents. Early as it is, I’m surprised Alice got up before you.” Kiki had a habit of sleeping in, so much so that everyone (or rather most everyone) accepted it.
H2 sighed, “Alysah got up early without leveling the castle? I’m amazed.” He grinned, looking at his near identical counterpart, “Seems that’s one more thing that our Queens have in common.” Finally, taking out a spare hat from the closet, H2 nodded to Hatter, signaling his being ready to leave, and walked out of the room intending to find his queen. Hatter nodded back, paused long enough to watch H2 leave, then proceeded to pilfer an extra tie from his copy’s wardrobe.
With cotton-balls between her freshly painted toes, Kiki lounged lazily on her throne there in the parlor.
“I could use a snack…or something more to do….” she said, not caring if Alysah was listening or not. She was playing with Hatter’s tie when the idea struck her, “Wanna use the disguise room to escape the kingdom and cause some trouble at the casino?”
Alysah paused with the brush above her fingers, “Hmm…..You know I love to mess with Jack….Hey help me with my right hand?” Alysah held out her hand for Kim to paint the nails, “Please?”
Alysah watched Munchy run across the room, “And I love your disguises. Oh, and as for that snack, I hope you didn’t want chicken.”
“Yeah com’ere,” Kiki waved for Lyssah to sit closer as she re-situated herself and tipped H2’s hat back on her head so she could see. Ignoring Munchy she sighed, “Chicken isn’t a snack if you’re not a Jabberwock.” Her mind wandered to what they would do if they invaded the casino….no doubt mess with Sheila, but that was what she always did.
“I don’t know-”
Alysah was interrupted by H2 coming in the room, “Ah, there you are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Did you see Munchy? He-”
“Yeah we saw and we don’t care. Today is our day off. No boys allowed,” Alysaid said imperiously.
Kiki looked at H2 and frowned, “Oh poo…I didn’t know you had a spare…” She then tossed one of her throne’s pillows at Alysah, “Don’t talk to him like that. Harass your own husband, not mine!” She then rolled her eyes, looking back at H2, “He just took off, and as much as I hate to admit it, Lyssah’s right. It’s our day off.”
Hatter walked in during the last part, “’s ‘at mean we get run of the castle?” he asked, gesturing towards H2 on ‘we’. He was rather excited about that, he hadn’t run anything since the tea shop.
Alysah looked at Kim, “Maybe a day off isn’t such a good idea…” Alysah began blowing her fingers dry.
H2 came and leaned against Kiki’s chair, “Don’t you worry yourselves ladies. Just relax and leave it to us. It’s one day, what’s the worst that could happen?”
Alysah paused and imagined a mushroom cloud where he castle once was. She shook her head, “Lots of things could happen…” she muttered.
“We can trust them for one day Alysah…of if you’re really concerned we can put Charlie in charge.” She played with the little bit of Hatter2’s hair that wasn’t covered by his hair as she spoke.
“Please don’t tell me you’d trust the Charlies over us…” Hatter gave Alysah a desperate look, hoping she’d answer Kim with a resounding ‘no’.
Alysah looked up at Hatter, “Of course not dear. I don’t trust any of you with the kingdom.” She glanced down at her nails, “But we do deserve today…” She looked up at a hopeful Hatter, “I think though, that it might be best to leave our Bishops in charge. Sorry Hatter.”
Hatter threw his hands up and shook his head, “Unbelievable!” he put on his, ‘betrayed/why-won’t-you-listen-to-me’ face, “We are supposed to be the Kings of Wonderland!”
“Half of Wonderland,” Kiki corrected, still playing with H2’s hair.
“Wha’evuh. The poin’ is we’re supposed to be in charge so why can’ you allow it for one ------measly day?” While he talked he did all of his dramatic movement and what not. he glanced at H2, looking for some backup.
Staying close to Kim, considering her convenient grasp on his hair, H2 faced Alysah, “You really don’t trust us? After everything we’ve gone through?”
“Okay, you weren’t even really there, and what we’ve been through has nothing to do with now! Destroying a monarchy is, by far, easier than maintaining one,” Alysah looked back and forth between her husband and his clone. She wanted to just take the day off and not care like Kim, who was no longer paying attention, but, her distrust and need for control was what made her a good Black Queen. But then again…it was only one day…Like H2 had said, what was the worst that could happen?
Alysah sighed, “You’re right. I’m sorry. You are the kings. Forgive me?” Alysah looked pleadingly at Hatter. Hatter shook his head and turned away from her with her monarchy line. he couldn’t believe that after everything she would think he would ruin the kingdom. When she apologized though, he stopped, confused.
“What?”
“She gave you what you wanted and apologized…” Kiki tugged a little on H2’s hair, not pleased with how far she was having to stretch her arm to play with it. She turned her head to Alysah, “Can we go now?”
Hatter gave his wife a hug, “Thank you! I promise you won’t regret it…Wait…go where?” He held her shoulders and looked at her in a mildly confused manner.
Alysah thought quickly, “Yes go. As in, leave this room. See, we’ve painted our toes and nails and now they’re dry, so we’re going to go and -- pamper ourselves.” Alysah quickly hugged Hatter so as to hide her face, which would give her away if Hatter was the one watching.
H2 stumbled back as Kiki again tugged on his head, “Where will you be going?
Alysah stepped away from Hatter and grabbed Kim, “Does it matter Hatter? Come on.”
She dragged Kim out and began scolding her, “What are you doing telling them that we’re leaving! They’ll try to stop us!” She whispered harshly as she dragged Kim down the hallway.
Kiki quickly let go of H2 as she was yanked out of her chair, “Have fun boys!” she called with a wave.
Hatter waited for Alysah and Kiki to leave before taking a comfortable seat in Lyssah’s chair, “Go send for those documents Hatter, let’s see what it’s really like to rule.”
H2 sat in Kim’s chair, waiting for the Bishops to arrive. ‘The White King of Wonderland’ had a ring to it and he was about to exercise his power.
“I have everything under control, so I don’t see why you’re worried.”
“Worried. Yes, why would I be worried? Maybe because you made them suspicious about us! What if they catch on to the fact that we’re leaving leaving! What then?” Alysah threw up her hands, “Well, whatever. What’s done is done. No going back now. So what do you think, Diamonds?” Alysah asked as she and Kim headed to one of Kim’s rooms, already envisioning their escapade to the Casino.
“Of course diamonds!” Kiki cheered as she opened the door to the disguise room. Rows upon rows of sorted clothes greeted them. Kiki went over to her racks and pulled off two outfits.
“Worker dress or dancer dress?” she asked, holding them up.
Alysah contemplated the dresses, “Well, I’m not even going to chance the dancer dress. I dislike dancing. So I would have to go with the worker dress.” Alysah said, pulling one off of ‘her rack’. “What are we going to do when we get there?” Alysah had a point. Kiki put the shiny mirror dress away and grabbed a ’2 of diamonds’ worker dress.
“Well, pester Sheila of course,” she said as she crossed over to the wig shelves, grabbing the final piece of the disguise. Alysah observed herself in a full length mirror.
“You know, this is almost insulting how easily we can get away with this,” she said as she twirled in front of the mirror, observing the way the dress fit her.
“Insulting to Jack maybe. He really needs to work on security.” Kiki giggled, setting the wig up, making sure none of her own hair showed, “Luckily it’s no so easy to get into our castle.”
Alysah laughed, “That’s not what I meant!” She grabbed a black wig, “I mean how nobody recognizes us as queens! I mean, if we were to walk around without our blacks or whites, would anyone respect us as they should?” She turned and faced Kim, “What do you think, too dark of hair?”
“Yes, we’re rather recognizable without the aid of my disguises,” Kim affixed a red sequined headband on her wig, “and I don’t think so, black seems to be the worker color of choice.” She ran to the make-up corner to top off the look. Alysah adjusted the wig and stalled, using the sequins as an excuse to stay away from the make-up, which she was avoiding like the plague.
“Alright, where do you think the Charlies are at this hour? If we can avoid them we’re good to go.”
Kiki pressed her ruby lips together to make sure the color was evenly spread. She then looked as though she was trying to concentrate.
“I don’t know where the Charlies are….that may be a problem…” she tried at least to think of a passage that would take them to the flamingo hangar unnoticed….but came up with nothing. Alysah tapped her chin, contemplating the layout of the castle.
“Do you think anyone would recognize us if we dressed as knights?” she asked slyly, “The helmet would hide our faces pretty well, and then if we found the Charlies….” Alysah looked around, “Have any suits of armor?”
“I’m a seamstress not a blacksmith! Bill’s the one who deals with the armor, and he’s stationed in the barracks….” Kiki tapped her foot on the ground, trying hard to think, making a note to build a passage (a secret passage) out of the disguise room.
“Hmm, I suppose that foils that idea. We can’t get to the barracks without passing through half the castle, and that’s a guarantee for someone to see us…Ugh, why didn’t we make this easier on ourselves?” Alysah asked, frustrated, she had really wanted to dress as a knight…
To be finished typing...
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 5:08 pm
Alysah sat down at her work desk in the one room in her library that everyone could find, and looked over reports of the castle she had moved from where the Hatters had been looking at them.
“So much to look over…” she muttered, glancing at lists of crops, animals, populations, etc. “I knew taking the day off was a bad idea.” She sighed and leaned back in her chair, trying to let the stress of the day slide off. Within a few minutes, she had curled up into a ball on the chair. She always grew cold when she slept, and she kept the library chilly when nobody was in there, so no damage would come to the books. The only heat she allowed were in the various fireplaces dotted around the floor. She hadn’t though, bothered to light the one in her office room, so she curled up into a ball, and fell asleep, documents still strewn around, and glasses still on her face.
Hatter always wondered why he didn’t check the library first when looking for his wife. hen he remembered that it was a labyrinth. Regardless, it was the last place to go and find her. Luckily she was in the immediate room. Unfortunately, she was sleeping.
“Dear?” he asked from the doorway.
Vaguely Alysah heard a voice, but she ignored it and fell into a deeper sleep.
Hatter stepped closer. raising his voice and cringing, “Alysah, dear?”
Alysah grunted and cuddled closer into her chair, smelling the leather…making her think of old days…when leather was used…oddly, it reminded her of blacksmiths…
Hatter winced at the supposed consequences of his next actions. He walked up to the chair and nudges Alysah.
“Alysah, wake-up.”
Alysah’s hand whipped out and grabbed Hatter’s wrist. Her subconscious remembered the Field Hockey stick next to her chair, which she had set there after she had finished taping It’s bow. In her mind, she saw herself as a legendary blacksmith, and this fool dared to try and steal her latest masterpiece. She grabbed the thieving hand and grabbed the sledgehammer she kept by her side. She swung the hammer to where she knew the head would be.
Hatter dodged just in time, the stick grazing his nose a bit. He’d always had good reaction time, and life with Alysah just kept improving it.
Since she had anticipated contact, when Hatter dodged, she overbalanced and fell out of her chair, head first, “What the-!”
Hatter helped to catch Alysah with his one free arm before she hit the ground.
“Hey! Easy.”
Alysah went to rub her head, only to find a field hockey stick in her hand, “What? Hatter, honey, what just happened?” She asked, confused and disonuntated.
Hatter gave his ‘I’m-just-glad-I’m-not-dead’ smile, “Nothing. You’re fine. I’m fine. We’re all….good.”
”Oh, well that’s…good. What was I…” she trailed off as she placed the stick back on the floor and looked over the documents on the table. “Back to work…” she mumbled as she rummaged through the documents, still half dazed from sleep and her odd wake-up.
”Actually,” Hatter started, “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about…” He held up a hand nervously, “It is still your day off…and I just figured H2 and I…could finish things?” At this point it was more about making up for everything that had happened than anything else.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:14 pm
Hehehe, the colors look beautiful Kim. mrgreen
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 1:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 3:45 pm
They're kinda...
Eye-bleedy....
I still have so much to do
Tomorrow's my day off though and I'm not overly busy this weekend though
So maybe I'll see if I can't at least get our more recent postings up
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 5:14 pm
I like that word... 'eye-bleedy'....
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 9:59 am
*points at second post*
Yay!
I did It!
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 8:42 pm
Alysah stared at the overly large stack of paper in front of her. He was offering to take this away from her? "It may just be the sleep talking but that sounds wonderful." She rubbed her arms where goosebumps were beginning to form from the chilly room and waking so suddenly. "But I don't know what to do with the rest of my day, I never have enough free time to think of things to do. Plus, I miss being with you. One of us is always working but at least when we're working we're working together." Alysah immediately shut up, she must still be sleeping, even though Hatter was her husband she didn't often let him know how much she loved him, it was... out of her character. They would laugh together and at times have much fun, maybe a date or two here and there, but their relationship was more friendly than romantic.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 9:57 am
Hatter smiled a heartwarming smile. Those little moments of hers were very rare, but they were nice reminders of why things had been working as they had.
"Well....then how about a day to just ourselves then? If not today then tomorrow, the White's can do the runaround and we can do whatever you want." It was a nice idea, she obviously needed some real time to chill, and maybe doing so with Kim just made things more stressful.
((The funny thing is, Alysah promised Kim the next day off because she ruined this one XD And I figured Kim would attempt to go back to the casino...and get caught on her way out by her husband...who she'd then have to convince to go with her))
((Also, I still have the list of bad idea in case we wanted to start any of those here in the guild =D))
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 10:12 am
((Oh my, this is very confusing biggrin ))
Alysah looked at Hatter, the red blush in her cheeks beginning to fade, "that sounds... wonderous actually. I'm sure between the two of them they can manage one day, you two certainly were doing... fairly well." Alysah smirked, she had actually thought the Hatters had done a superb job and the thought of being able to give them more control of the castle and lessen her and Kim's workload was beginning to sound plausible.
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 4:15 pm
"Brilliant, it's a date." He figured they'd do that tomorrow then, take a day to themselves and leave Kim and H2 to the work. But for now, "So," he took his jacket off and draped it over his wife's shoulders, "Shall we finish up here then?"
Kim sat upside down in her throne, secretly wishing she could still play the guitar so that she could at least play a little music to take her mind off of how bored she was. That was it, that was the last time she took a day off with Alysah as a tag-along. If they wanted to do something as queens it couldn't interfere with her own personal work.
"Maybe I should take a walk through the Kingdom..." she thought aloud, figuring it was her job anyway...But the decided against it, figuring she had public meetings in a few days where she'd get to deal with all of the complaints the people had then, she didn't need it now.
"...Maybe I'll head out for a smoothie instead..." She didn't move, she just sat, legs in the air, resting against the back of the throne.
((still too lazy to fill in my color))
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 6:29 pm
Alysah grinned into Hatter's jacket, for whatever reason a date sounded absolutely wonderful to her, but for now, there was work to be done. "Right." She stood and looked at the papers on the desk. "These are the lists of how much of each specific crop was harvested in the past year, these are lists of how much of each crop was consumed and where the most and least of that crop went, and I've thought about trying to start a more organized way of tracking the population in Wonderland. As it is, if the Red Queen had any way of knowing, which I doubt, we never recovered those documents and need to start all over. This way we can keep a track of population rises and whatnot. We can also see what is the most common cause of death, and then see to correcting that. I want to start seeing how the health of Wonderland is, see what the most common sickness is, see what really affects the people the hardest you know?"
As Alysah spoke, she gestured to certain extensive papers with her hands and her eyes lit up with excitement at all the ideas she had to improve Wonderland. "There's so many simple things that we can do to benifit Wonderland that the old monarchy overlooked. Once we've done a few of these things the standard of living for all of Wonderland is going to rise! After seeing those poor refugees, hiding in the Library from the Queen... there's just so much she could have done for the people, we owe it to them." She didn't know why she felt the need to defend herself, maybe it was because nobody had previously seen how obsessed she had become with Wonderland. She would often stay up for days on end, trying to find the right balance in what to grow and where it should be distributed to where it would be of the most help. It might just have been the part of her that made her the Black Queen, she was the tough-brook-no-arguments-monarch, ready to take on the world and any who dared to oppose her.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:04 am
He had to hand it to his wife, she put a lot of thought and work into things. Perhaps that was why they were succeeding where the previous queen had failed. He didn't hear of any rebels lining up against them. He looked between the papers as she spoke, nodding as he tried to figure everything out in his own head.
"What about a survey? Everyone can write down what you need to know and then we could read over it and see what comes up?" Hatter had always known the best way to find out what the people wanted was to ask them, it was how he ran the tea shop. If they wanted more of this or more of that, he provided it because he knew it'd serve him best. He still had to make up for all of those poorly made decisions, why not use the same method to fix the world as he did to help ruin it?
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 11:10 am
Alysah looked at her husband. He wasn't confused? He had followed all of that? "I love you." she said. "That sounds perfect, but what should we put on said survey?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 11:49 am
Hatter may have always acted the slacker, but he always knew what he was doing. You had to keep on your toes playing both sides of the field.
"I know," he replied with a smirk. She then raised a good point. "Well, it's gotta be simple. They are the people of Wonderland we're talking about. But ask what you think you need to know and they'll answer."
Kim looked up (she was still upside down) at Munchy who had just come in, gnawing on something.
"I spy with my little eye...something....Blue-ish..." she said out of boredom. The little Jaberwocky looked back at her and gave a confused little sound. "Something tells me you shouldn't have that..." She replied. Munchy, as if in total understanding of those last words, quickly picked up his treasure and darted off. Kim sighed, once more alone and bored.
"The castle lacks a certain air of Chaos..."
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