Fic: R - I Dreamed You - Tarrant/Alice - Chapter 14
Fandom: Alice in Wonderland 2010
Rating: R ( M )
Warning: Explicit content, do not read when under 18.
Pairing: Alice / Tarrant
Genre: General/Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything nor do I profit.
Written as a reply to : 2010_Alice_kink
Au: Finally I’ve had time to write again. I should be starting to upload new chapters to all of my stories running. For anyone interested: I’ve been trying to edit fanvids you can find them on my LJ. I’m still accepting requests and working on some. For now all I can say is ‘enjoy!’ And to anyone reading my Stayne/Alice stories: Poor Child: A new (and this time longer) chapter shall be uploaded before the end of the week. A Matter of smallness is on a hold and I can’t guarantee when the next chapter will pop up. There’s a new version of ‘Stockholm Syndrome’ coming up featuring Stayne/Alice/Tarrant. For Tarrant/Alice fans: I’m planning to continue on ‘In the Nick of Time’ but just like a matter of smallness it’s on the bottom of my to-do list. For femmeslash fans all I can say is that I’ve received a Alice/Mirana request so I should start working on that somewhere next week. That’s all for now =)
I dreamed you
‘Broken Strings’
“Stay out of me way, ya shiprats.” Tarrant lifted his right foot but couldn’t place it down onto the ground again for Mallymkun had jumped underneath.
“No, hatter!” She piped courageously. “You must listen to me. Listen to reason.”
Tarrant grumbled under his breath and cracked his fists. Listening to reason would be a first timer for him. Reason had never done him any good, had it?
“I won’t listen to ya scum.” His accent was still thick and Outlandish.
“She’s quite right, you know. You could always try and not listen to reason as well.” Chessur purred in his ear. This only irritated the mad hatter even more and he waved his hand at the cat in an attempt to get rid of him. But Chessur faded his body except for his head and Tarrant’s hand met nothing but air.
“I don’t need ya two.”
“Yes you do!” Mallymkun chirruped and jumped onto the back of Bayard who had finally managed to catch up with them. The poor dog gasped when the dormouse jumped on top of him.
“You don’t even know where to look for her, now, do you?”
Tarrant fell silent after hearing Mallymkun’s words. She was right. A quick reply without having thought of the words before they’d already been spilled. “I follow me instinct.”
“And have her raped again?” The cat purred near his ear.
Tarrant’s eyes turned wide and the black bags underneath his eyes increased. “She knows I love her!”
Mallymkun had covered her ears because the hatter had started shouting again. “Sure. It’s easy to guess that someone loves you if he tells you he’ll marry another.” She retorted.
Tarrant froze. “Did I do that?” He looked at the Cheshire cat before his eyes met those of Bayard. “I did do that, didn’t I?” The full realization of the stupidity with which he had handled finally seemed to get to him. Another growl escaped his lips. “I can make it up to her.”
Mallymkun placed a hand on her hip. “And how are you planning to do that, sunshine? Walk up to her and apologize?”
Tarrant narrowed his eyes in thought. He had calmed down a bit because of his friends and now looked down at the dormouse once more. “Yeah, I’ll do that.”
The cat snickered. “With a nice colourful bunch of flowers. Try blue delphinium to match her dress, or daises, those are Alice’s favourites.”
The hatter seriously considered the cat’s words.
“Yes, I might do that.”
“And then everything will be fine again.” Mallymkun asked.
“Yes.” Why wouldn’t it?
“You nitwit! Where’s your sensitiveness?” Mallymkun jumped up from Bayard’s back and onto the hatter’s trousers which she climbed rapidly in order to give a punch to his face. “A girl wants romanticness. But before she sleeps with the guy. It’s an ancient pattern, hatter. You talk to her, date her, take it slow and careful, give her some presents.”
Tarrant frowned at the tiny mouse. “So I just skipped a few steps.” He said in his defence. “I wasn’t meself really.” His accent was still present just like the bags beneath his eyes. But the fact that he hadn’t slapped Mallymkun for punching him meant that he’d calmed down a bit and was now focussing on their words.
“I’ll prove me love to Alice.”
The mouse hold on tight to him as he started walking again. Chessur and Bayard quickly followed at his side. His words had sound so determined and convincing that they knew he meant it.
He’d always loved Alice and he would love her, always.