Youtubers of Wonderland - Part 1

Jule's P.O.V

We were bored. That’s the only way I can justify these acts. And once again, Maeve has convinced me to assist her in witchcraftery. She usually finds them online or in a book she checks out from the town library. We cast spells, perform rituals and concoct potions. Of course they never work. They’re fake. But we love pretending we’re actually accomplishing real effects into the world! And that's where the fun comes in! To be true, I do not believe in these spells. Maeve, on the other hand, I can’t honestly tell you what she thinks. But this time might make me rethink some of it.

I was sleeping. And when I say “was” I really mean was. My eyes fluttered open to inaudible soundwaves. Unable to recognize the meaning of the words in the air. Then my mind clicks in and acknowledges that one: You’re awake. And B) Maeve is waking you up.

“Jule! Jule? Jule, wake up!” A familiar voice enters my sleepy body ears. I smoosh my hands against my face, rubbing away the sleep.

“What?” I question as the new day begins.

“I’m sorry that I have awaken you but I think I found a spell that really works!” Maeve cheered as her spirit was high!

“What?” I question her once again. I looked around blindly, still forgetting that I haven’t gotten a clock.

“W-what time is it?” I asked a bit fazzed.

“8:24!”

With pure annoyance in my skin of my face, I glared at my cousin.

“Why am I up?”

“Because! I really think I found a spell that actually works!”

“Okay. And you woke me up this early because?!”

“I was too excited to wait! Come on! Let’s go!” She flailed her arms about.

There’s no way I’m getting out of this is all what I understood in this moment.

“Fine.” I waited till she left. I sit on my bed, staring at the two eyes that belonged to the human that woke me up this early. Few moments pass and I’m still tolerantly waiting. But she doesn’t budge, she just stands there. “I need to get up.”

“Okay!” She smiled patiently.

“Go wait in the lounge.”

“Okay!” She hopped out into the hallway. “Loouuunnge!” My eyes drooped requiring more sleep. I felt like I wasn’t on this planet, somewhere swimming in dreamland. Forcefully, I got out of my bed. I noticed Winston was also on my bed, half-awake.

“Mornin’ ” I smirked, patting his tiny soft head right between his big soft ears. He grinned back and yawned, sticking out his pink tongue. I proceeded to continued my day. Yay morning -_-” I changed out of my t-shirt into my Proud to Be Unique shirt and putted on my 14-boys shorts. I went to the bathroom and put in my contacts. I stretched once more, heading to the kitchen/lounge.

“Cider?” Kristen inquired, passing me an already hot mug of cider. We stood in the middle of the kitchen and lounge, standing right next to the kitchen’s counter.

“Yes please!” I gratefully accepted. Cooling it down before I drank. The steaming liquid could be felt passing down my esophagus and into my stomach. A weird but nice sensation.

“It’s been a long time I’ve seen you up this early!” Overjoyed Kristen provoked.

“Oh, great. -_-” It hasn’t been that…. long.” I tried to argue.

“It’s just weeiird.” I shook my head smirking at Kristen’s statement. “I need a picture of this.” And with that she snapshotted an annoyed, over tired, Jule with her phone. “Look how happy you look!”

“I’m getting you back!” I laughed, smirking some more. She replied by sticking her tongue out at me.

“Kay! Thats should be it!” Maeve pleasantly informed us from the lounge. Both of us walked to the sofas. There, on the ground was some ritual drawings and signs. No meanings registered in my brain. "Now, do you have your Alice in Wonderland book?” Mish question as happy as ever.

“Um…. no. Kenzie has it. I actually should ask for it back….” I spoke as my fingers curled around the Cat Whiskered mug.

“Poo! Is there any other books that you absolutely, positutely love and want to go into!”

“Uhhhh.... There’s TABINOF? Aand a couple of My Little Pony comics…. somewhere. WHat did you asked? Sorry, tired.” Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, once again.

“I still have the Alice in Country Hearts manga.” Kristen suggested. As the sound waves hit my eyes, my mind blew away the fog.

“Yeah! Get that! I like that one.” I smiled, laughing a bit as I took another sip. Kristen rolled her eyes and did what I commanded.

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Maeve puts the last touches on the painted ritual circle in the middle of the lounge. Looks like we're summoning Crowley to this place!! Placing rose petals, my cat ears, few figs and tea cups on specific drawn signs. Kristen lights the candles as Maeve gets ready to read off from the sheet with the spell, printed off from the internet.

“Okay. Jule, stand in the middle, yep! And drink this after I read!” I did what she ordered and took the odd mixture in the glass she handed me.

“What is this?” I question as I look at the brown watery substance, my stomach cringing at the thought of me chugging it down.

“It’s rose water and -coughs- other stuff.” A smile plastered on Maeve’s face. I’m not questioning any further.

“It is edible?” Oops. I questioned further.

“Yees? Yes! I mean you won’t die from it…..”

“Is this really safe?” Kristen protested. “I mean, drinking something is a new additive to your witchcraptery.” Her eyesight landed on me. "I just, don't want you.. to.... die."

“Just drink it when I’m done speaking.” Maeve pleaded. I shrugged my shoulder and nodded.

“Sure, I guess.” I agreed, not wanting to think about it more. Maeve continued the ritual, verbalizing each word on the page. She paused and gave me a nod. Bottoms up! The drink was disgusting. To sum it up it was a mix of sour pickle juice, gritty spoiled cream, molasse, rotten potatoes and cain pepper. My body rejected instantly, cringing in every degree.

“Ahhh! Demons! That- ah- what did you put in that!! DEMONS! THat’s was dis-” And the next thing I knew, my body was falling suddenly on the hard wooden floor. My eyes closed shut.

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My eyes widen to sideways trees. My mind adjusted, filing every information I receive. Blue barked trees with purple indigo leaves. That what my eyesight captured. My eyebrows narrowed in confusion. What….?

“Ahh! There you are, Jule!” I heard in a distant. Slowly and gradually I lifted my body off the ground of the unusual forest. Sitting up, I turn to a white gloved hand in my face, inches away from my face. I stared at the new company. There stood a very tall gentleman in a red waistcoat.

“I’m terribly sorry to be impatient here but we're on a schedule!" He tapped his golden-Red-heart-suit pocket-watch. "So, I plead for you to go along with this."

“Exc-” I was about to say what an Alice would say. “Wot?” I said what a Dan would say. The red waistcoated man grunted and swiveled his hand. Cautiously, I raised my hand but something wasn’t adding up.

“I don’t have tiiiime for this!” He huffed and grabbed my hand in a quick movement. My mind finally catches up with the surrounding of me. He looked familiar but I could not place it. His face, his eyes, his voice. His grip on my hand was tight as he power run through the purple forest. My legs was in full motion, scared to even let go or refuse to go along with his kidnapping. The environment morphed into a magical deep purple-blue blur.

“Wa-who are you?” I asked, my legs barely keeping up with his runner. My eyesight landed upon his brown coloured head. Two big white rabbit ears coming from underneath his locks . The white ears danced in the wind.

“My name is Christopher Rabbit!" He smiled honorably back at me. "And the Queen has insisted me to retrieve you!” My eyes widen as everything finally clicks in the gear of my mind.

I am in Alice in Country Hearts manga.

The spell actually worked O_O

Now knowing that I’m in the book, my nerves eased a bit. I mean, I’m not really in any danger and there isn’t really anything can harm me in this if I remembered correctly…. Wait, I don’t remember because I read it long ago. But the Red Queen herself was nice in this story. At least in the first book. Great, not continuing the story might backfire but I think it goes by what I can recall. And I recall the Queen being nice. O_O Wait, do I have to fall in love with one of these characters? As realization of how Alice returns home in the manga kicks into my brain, I loose all rhythm of my running. My whole body slips and the rhythm is terminated as gravity goes against me.

“Ahhh!” Chris yelped as I pull him down with me, losing his own balance. Gravity was against him too because we’re still holding hands.

“Are you okay!?” Chris question with concen. I could feel a trickle from my knee down my leg. The pain started to simulate to the nerves. My brain defiantly retrieved the signal.

“Yep!” I replied, hiding the fact I scraped my knee.

“Good! Shall we get going? Time's a ticking.” He announce with pure nervousness, revealing his golden pocket watch. It was decorated with the four suits of a deck. Hearts, Spades, Clubs and Diamond but you can clearly see the Heart is favorited.

“I’ll, I’ll follow!” I responded a bit nervous. “How much longer till we get there?”

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I found an old scene where Jule meets the Amazing Magician.

“Look! A mouse!” I cheerfully gleed. Spotting the cute creature on the table of where the Magician is practicing.

“Oh yeah. That’s dormouse. For some reason he follows me. Not sure why? Kinda a pain trying to do tricks and he’s getting in the way.” The magician said. “Like what if I stomp on him? Don’t want to be a mouse killer! What if it has childrens and a wife?!”

“Maybe he just wants to watch you?”

“Then he should watch me perform, not while I practice.” There was a pause. Phil picked up few of his props.

“Hey mouse” I spoke softly. The mouse stood up on its hind legs, sniffing the air. It was silent except for his eyes. His brown orbs were crying. My heart sank as I heard his expression. “Do, do you need help?” He didn’t respond. His actions didn’t change. “You can stay with me if you want.” I suggest lowering my cupped hands to his level. Paralyzed still in his position. “I’ll find out why you’re sad and make you happy. I promise.” Slowly and cautiously, the brown dorm mouse crawled into my palms and scurried up upon my left shoulder.