Bammie in Vonderland
Title: Bammie in Vonderland
Authors: Me, and Lynnsey
Pairing: a whole shitload of people.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own no one, most of the plot me and Lynnsey do own, but the basics of it we don't.
Summary: The twisted tale of Alice in Wonderland.
Character Organization:
Jussi 69- King
Jyrki- Chesire Cat
Ville- Mad Hatter/Prince
Bam- Bammie (AKA Alice)
Gas- Walrus dude.
Linde- Turtle guy.
Mige`- Catipillar.
HP- Griffin.
Party Boy (Chris Pontias)- The Dutchesses Maiden.
Jonne Aaron Liimatainen- The Dutchess.
Hunter(play lynnsey did that I dont know who the hell this hunter guy is... so lets just go along with it...)- The Duke.
Wee Man- Little Mouse From Teapot.
Steve-o- The Doorknob guy.
Lauri(from the Rasmus)- The Queen.
Jeffree Star- The frilly rosette (the rose)
Burton- The Dandilion.
Marilyn- The Sunflower.
Jade Puget- The Violet Pansy.
Phil M.- Bammies Dad.
April (Ape)- Bammies Mom.
Dani Filth- The Donkey.
Davey Havoc- The Bunny (you know the one saying 'Im late! Im late!')
Ehren- Tweedle-dum.
Dave-Tweedle-dee.
Brad, Riley, and Kody (ppl we made up)- Clams.
Brad-Clam 1
Riley-Clam 2
Kody-Clam 3
Pairing(s):
Ville/Bam (Mad Hatter/Prince, Bammie)
Ehren/Dave (Tweedle-dum, Tweedle-dee)
Lauri/Jussi (Queen, King)
Jeffree/Marilyn (The Frilly Rosette, sunflower)
a/n: okay some of the characters we made up like, the prince and king, and some others.
Chapter 1
Cherry Ripe
***Bammies POV***
"Ah, fuck! Where's my blue dress?!" I yelled out in frustration.
"Oh My God! Bammie! Don't run around the house in nothing but your panties!" My mother exclaimed aghast by my informal way of dressing.
"But I can't find my dress!" I told her, pulling at the ends of my long curly brown/blonde locks.
"Agh! We have no time for this! You need to get ready and practice to sing your song!" Mother said, pushing me hurredly towards my closet.
"But I already looked in her for my dress!" I yelled frustrated at having to look in the same place for the thousandth time that morning.
"Well I beleive it is in here. You just don't know how to find things." She said with an air to herself.
"I'm going to laugh when you get it through your head that my blue dress isn't in here!" I said grinning as I watched her look through my different racks of clothing.
"Ah ha!" She exclaimed as she pulled out my blue dress from behind a couple of boxes.
I stared at her with disbelief written all over my face. "B-but I checked my closet over a hundred times!" I yelled throwing my arms up.
"Lets not waste time! Just get on the dress already! We can't have you running around in just your undergarments!" She said briskily walking out of the closet dragging me with her, a death lock grip clamped onto my wrist.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Why was I chosen to be as the girl in the houehold?! Couldn't Dad bang up mother again and get a girl?! Yeah sure they had Jess and me, but Jess left to go with his friends, leaving me to be the girl in the house. I've got a dick for christsakes!
But these dresses are so breezy and comfortable... I thought getting off track, looking adoringly down at my dress. Hehe it also matches my eyes...
Oh well, it beats having to do hard labour! Skipping down the hallway my black heels making little clicks against the tile as I made my way towards the living room.
Before entering the room I made sure the bow in my hair was on correctly by looking into the mirror that was placed in the hallway, for God only knows why a mirror would be in this particular hallway. "No! A hair is out of place..." I muttered tucking the rebellious strand underneath the ribbon of my bow.
"Bammella..." called the maid. I've never had respect for that woman, because she was the only one who called me that and still won't stop calling me that...
"Oh, I'm fixing my hair. Hold on! God!" I muttered the last bit silently so no one would hear me complain.
After six whole weeks of nothing after school but, homework and singing, I was bored and worn out. Good thing one of the butlers promised me a treat if I sang, because otherwise I would have lost intrest.
Thinking quickly about the lyrics, I waltzed into the sad excuse for a music-room (which by the way is also the living room) complete with an audience, some string instruments, and my lonely soul.
"Good morning Prince." I said looking him up and down, mentally smirking at the innocence he portrayed.
"Good, Good vworning tu yew." He tried saying with a heavily thicked accent, but didn't come out as it was supposed to so I just went along with it.
"As you already know, my song that I am singing shall be 'Cherry Ripe'." I said pausing for a breath. "Oh, sorry. My name is Bammie." I said after getting the look from mother.
Walking over behind the music-stand I began my song. "'Cherry ripe, Cherry ripe, ripe on the v-vine." I sang cracking on the last note.
Looking back and forth between my mother and the dark haired prince, I ran from the roomin embaressment.
Stupid heels! Taking them off, quickly I ran, my shoes moving back and forth with each stride I took. I made my way over to my favourite tree in the meadow. Climbing onto one of the branches I sat there swinging my legs back and forth.
"Ah, this is more like it." I muttered contently leaning against the tree.
Now I don't have to sing that stupid song and embaress myself further more in front of the Prince.
I want to cut my hair like it was before my parents made the decision that I was now the girl in the house.
I wonder what mother and the prince are doing right now... Why is he here anyways? Is she trying to marry me off? If so then shouldn't the prince's family want him to have children, with a woman, since I can;t bear children? And I am no prince or princess thats for damn sure.
Ooo look a flower... I thought now fixated with the flowers below the tree. Climbing down I grabbed a whole bunch of flowers and started making it in the shape of a wreath.
Maybe this is why I was chosen to be a girl instead of staying the boy I was. I still have male genitals but I am now considered a girl.
Giggling when I finished my wreath of flowers I rested my head against the trunk of the tree, closing myeyes, letting my mind wander.
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well there you go. tell me/us (mainly me, since shes not allowed on the computer) if you want this continued or not. It was just something we came up during homeroom. leave a comment saying yes to continue or no dont continue or a I dont care if you continue or not. Oh and yes i do realise that wonderland is spelt Vonderland, dont ask why but it was lynnseys idea and she came up with the title.
Much Love.=]
Authors: Me, and Lynnsey
Pairing: a whole shitload of people.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own no one, most of the plot me and Lynnsey do own, but the basics of it we don't.
Summary: The twisted tale of Alice in Wonderland.
Character Organization:
Jussi 69- King
Jyrki- Chesire Cat
Ville- Mad Hatter/Prince
Bam- Bammie (AKA Alice)
Gas- Walrus dude.
Linde- Turtle guy.
Mige`- Catipillar.
HP- Griffin.
Party Boy (Chris Pontias)- The Dutchesses Maiden.
Jonne Aaron Liimatainen- The Dutchess.
Hunter(play lynnsey did that I dont know who the hell this hunter guy is... so lets just go along with it...)- The Duke.
Wee Man- Little Mouse From Teapot.
Steve-o- The Doorknob guy.
Lauri(from the Rasmus)- The Queen.
Jeffree Star- The frilly rosette (the rose)
Burton- The Dandilion.
Marilyn- The Sunflower.
Jade Puget- The Violet Pansy.
Phil M.- Bammies Dad.
April (Ape)- Bammies Mom.
Dani Filth- The Donkey.
Davey Havoc- The Bunny (you know the one saying 'Im late! Im late!')
Ehren- Tweedle-dum.
Dave-Tweedle-dee.
Brad, Riley, and Kody (ppl we made up)- Clams.
Brad-Clam 1
Riley-Clam 2
Kody-Clam 3
Pairing(s):
Ville/Bam (Mad Hatter/Prince, Bammie)
Ehren/Dave (Tweedle-dum, Tweedle-dee)
Lauri/Jussi (Queen, King)
Jeffree/Marilyn (The Frilly Rosette, sunflower)
a/n: okay some of the characters we made up like, the prince and king, and some others.
Chapter 1
Cherry Ripe
***Bammies POV***
"Ah, fuck! Where's my blue dress?!" I yelled out in frustration.
"Oh My God! Bammie! Don't run around the house in nothing but your panties!" My mother exclaimed aghast by my informal way of dressing.
"But I can't find my dress!" I told her, pulling at the ends of my long curly brown/blonde locks.
"Agh! We have no time for this! You need to get ready and practice to sing your song!" Mother said, pushing me hurredly towards my closet.
"But I already looked in her for my dress!" I yelled frustrated at having to look in the same place for the thousandth time that morning.
"Well I beleive it is in here. You just don't know how to find things." She said with an air to herself.
"I'm going to laugh when you get it through your head that my blue dress isn't in here!" I said grinning as I watched her look through my different racks of clothing.
"Ah ha!" She exclaimed as she pulled out my blue dress from behind a couple of boxes.
I stared at her with disbelief written all over my face. "B-but I checked my closet over a hundred times!" I yelled throwing my arms up.
"Lets not waste time! Just get on the dress already! We can't have you running around in just your undergarments!" She said briskily walking out of the closet dragging me with her, a death lock grip clamped onto my wrist.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Why was I chosen to be as the girl in the houehold?! Couldn't Dad bang up mother again and get a girl?! Yeah sure they had Jess and me, but Jess left to go with his friends, leaving me to be the girl in the house. I've got a dick for christsakes!
But these dresses are so breezy and comfortable... I thought getting off track, looking adoringly down at my dress. Hehe it also matches my eyes...
Oh well, it beats having to do hard labour! Skipping down the hallway my black heels making little clicks against the tile as I made my way towards the living room.
Before entering the room I made sure the bow in my hair was on correctly by looking into the mirror that was placed in the hallway, for God only knows why a mirror would be in this particular hallway. "No! A hair is out of place..." I muttered tucking the rebellious strand underneath the ribbon of my bow.
"Bammella..." called the maid. I've never had respect for that woman, because she was the only one who called me that and still won't stop calling me that...
"Oh, I'm fixing my hair. Hold on! God!" I muttered the last bit silently so no one would hear me complain.
After six whole weeks of nothing after school but, homework and singing, I was bored and worn out. Good thing one of the butlers promised me a treat if I sang, because otherwise I would have lost intrest.
Thinking quickly about the lyrics, I waltzed into the sad excuse for a music-room (which by the way is also the living room) complete with an audience, some string instruments, and my lonely soul.
"Good morning Prince." I said looking him up and down, mentally smirking at the innocence he portrayed.
"Good, Good vworning tu yew." He tried saying with a heavily thicked accent, but didn't come out as it was supposed to so I just went along with it.
"As you already know, my song that I am singing shall be 'Cherry Ripe'." I said pausing for a breath. "Oh, sorry. My name is Bammie." I said after getting the look from mother.
Walking over behind the music-stand I began my song. "'Cherry ripe, Cherry ripe, ripe on the v-vine." I sang cracking on the last note.
Looking back and forth between my mother and the dark haired prince, I ran from the roomin embaressment.
Stupid heels! Taking them off, quickly I ran, my shoes moving back and forth with each stride I took. I made my way over to my favourite tree in the meadow. Climbing onto one of the branches I sat there swinging my legs back and forth.
"Ah, this is more like it." I muttered contently leaning against the tree.
Now I don't have to sing that stupid song and embaress myself further more in front of the Prince.
I want to cut my hair like it was before my parents made the decision that I was now the girl in the house.
I wonder what mother and the prince are doing right now... Why is he here anyways? Is she trying to marry me off? If so then shouldn't the prince's family want him to have children, with a woman, since I can;t bear children? And I am no prince or princess thats for damn sure.
Ooo look a flower... I thought now fixated with the flowers below the tree. Climbing down I grabbed a whole bunch of flowers and started making it in the shape of a wreath.
Maybe this is why I was chosen to be a girl instead of staying the boy I was. I still have male genitals but I am now considered a girl.
Giggling when I finished my wreath of flowers I rested my head against the trunk of the tree, closing myeyes, letting my mind wander.
~~~~~~~~~
well there you go. tell me/us (mainly me, since shes not allowed on the computer) if you want this continued or not. It was just something we came up during homeroom. leave a comment saying yes to continue or no dont continue or a I dont care if you continue or not. Oh and yes i do realise that wonderland is spelt Vonderland, dont ask why but it was lynnseys idea and she came up with the title.
Much Love.=]