catch me if you can

[thumperdoesntlivehere-blog]

"—Magic?" Thumper asked. "I don’t know— I haven’t actually …seen any magic." He put down the book and paid closer attention to the other man. "You know…Mad?" He conjectured aloud, "Are— you, Cheshire?" He asked, mostly confused by the strange man and feeling more than a little bit cautious. "I’m—Thumper," he told the other man, introducing himself, shyly.

[apsychoticcat]

"Well this, my friend, is magic. I like magic-- I know lots of magic, did you know? But not here. I'm only magical in Wonderland. Mad? Yes, I know him! Wait... do you mean... am I mad? Or am I Mad? Or am I Cheshire? I'm Cheshire. Not Mad, and not mad. Nice t'meet you, Thumper! Do you thump things a lot... or is that just coincidence?"

[the-real-grumpycat]

Berlioz furrowed his brow a little. How could he really not have known how he had done that trick? He shrugged his shoulders at his response, “I guess. It’s not like magic magic, but it’s still known as a magic trick. It’s a trick. It’s not real.”

[apsychoticcat]

"But it is real. Because it just.. it just worked. And I could see it. It was real. Because it just happened. Don't start being like my doctor and telling me that things aren't real when I know they're real--- because I've seen them with my own eyes... It's real. And it's magic, Mister."

[thumperdoesntlivehere-blog]

Thumper was sat in the corner, feet tucked under him with his nose buried in the book he had gotten from the library, and trying hard to go unnoticed. He had glanced up from the page and seen someone playing with a coin and talking to themselves. He stared, intrigued for a minute, at the man’s apparent amusement. That’s when he was spotted and he fumbled to look back down at his book. “I wasn’t— staring, I just… what are you doing?” He asked, curious and slightly confused. 

[apsychoticcat]

"Well," Cheshire started, rasing his hands to fold across his arms. "Well, well, well... it's just something I found. I made this disappear, just like I used to make things disappear back home! Mad and I used to play pranks on the evil, evil Queen! I don't really understand why she didn't like it---- they were all rather fun. And now I've rekindled my magic. Do you like magic, Mister? Because it's just so wonderful..."

[joe-keery-deactivated20201201]

[insane-little-doll-deactivated2]

Sally saw Chesh standing on his own. She blinked a bit she heard such great things about Chesh from Jack and Hatter that she really wanted to talk to him more. She edged closer as she watched the coin in his hand disappear causing her to gasp loudly. “You can do magic!” She bounced on her toes as she smiled happily at him, “You made it disappear!!” 

[apsychoticcat]

"I can, I can, and no doctor's going to tell me otherwise!" Cheshire piped up, a huge grin spreading across his face. "I feel so much better knowing that I'm still magical, you know... It's not very fun being human... I'm not very flexible anymore. But I can still do my magic! And that makes up for the lack of tail! And the strange ears!-- Why do humans not have furry ears? Mine seem to get quite cold."

[cleverlyinsanehatter]

"Your company is always welcome. You know that." A small smile pulled up on Mad’s lip as his best friend entered the room. It was hard to not be happy when Cheshire entered the room. "Oh Chessur, I feel like i have a fire in my brain." He sat up in the bed. "All i did was dance out in the rain with Sally. That doesn’t usually make me feel awful." A frown was on his lips. 

[apsychoticcat]

"Well, I'm glad. Because the same goes for you, Mad. Because I love you, my friend. Even with these strange pills they make us take-- you look so much better now. Though I do miss your orange hair... a lot. You know I do, Mad." Creeping toward him, tentatively sitting on the edge of his bed. "No, no. I think.... I think you maybe shouldn't jump in the rain. But I know why you'd want to! It's just... great!"

[raincloudeeyore-blog]

Eeyore had been silently watching the young man play with coins, engrossed by the movement of his hands. He was the same person who had been so overwhelmingly talkative when Eeyore first got to the asylum, and then spouted something about cats and queens and other things that were hard to follow. And what was it… multiplicatitation? The man was definitely enthusiastic, and interesting to watch. Eeyore spoke up from where he was sitting. ”Not to be the bearer of bad news, but…” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “…I think it fell down your sleeve?”

[apsychoticcat]

As his fingers twitched over the thought of the coin, his eyes lit up at his trick. It wasn't every day that he'd end up creating magical things, such as making things disappear. In fact, Cheshire had missed that part of him. The prankster part, able to disappear at will, wreaking havoc throughout Wonderland. "So, what... do you know how to do that?"

[the-real-grumpycat]

Berlioz could hear the boy talking to himself not too far away from him causing him to look up from his book. What the hell was he doing? He watched him for a while before realising that he was doing a magic trick. Funny thing was that he didn’t seem to realise how he had done it. He released a short laugh before closing his book. “Hey… Check your sleeve.”

[apsychoticcat]

"My----?" Cheshire started, glancing up at the guy appearing before him. "Oh." He muttered bluntly as the coin fell to the ground. "Right... yeah. My bad, I guess..." A frown knitted his eyebrows together, as Cheshire picked up the coin, flipping it in his hand. "But it's still magic... right? I mean... I didn't know how to do that back in Wonderland. And then I was magic... so maybe I still am!"

[thefixerupper-deactivated201410]

Kristoff didn’t mean to spy, nor did he want to interrupt while the patient was doing such wonderful things. A smile spread across his face despite himself and he approached him cautiously. He too had been told that magic did not exist at the asylum, once by Elsa, and a second time by Doctor Frollo, and yet here was this person making things disappear right before his very eyes. He was in awe. “That’s- wow, how did you do that?” He looked down at the man’s empty hand and shook his head, chuckling. 

[apsychoticcat]

"Magic, mister!" He exclaimed as a grin softened across his features. "It's disappeared! Wonderland taught me many, many tricks-- ones like this. No... not really ones like this though. I could disappear back in Wonderland... pink and purple and.... I had a nice long tail, too!" His hands dropped to his side, frowning as the coin fell to the ground. "Oh... well... it did disappear... I guess..."

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

Elsa rose to find a paper towel to clean the mess up with, and was wiping it up when a voice found her. Turning, she saw the man from the piano room, who’d claimed to not be able to play. “O-of course,” she said with a smile and gesturing to the seat near her. His curiosity made it hard to say no.

[apsychoticcat]

He jumped down, crossing is legs as he glanced up at the girl. "Do you have any other colours too? Because then we could alternate. One nail that colour, the next the other. I think... I mean, I think that's how they do it. I don't really know-- we never had this sort of thing in Wonderland. But I do recall Alice saying something about it... maybe... I don't know. I can't paint very well, will you do it for me? I'm just... still getting used to these new hands!"

[apsychoticcat]

"And... it's... gone!" Cheshire exclaimed to himself, a grin stretching across from ear to ear. Perhaps some of his magic from Wonderland had remained, just presenting itself in different ways. He could no longer disappear, but he could make other things disappear. Like little coins. He barely felt the smooth, cold silver slip down his sleeve, being so engrossed in his tricks. "Now how did that happen? I thought that didn't happen in this world... just Wonderland. Hm."

[lonelylioncub]

Well… I guess I’m back.

[apsychoticcat]

"Back? Me too! Where did you get back from? You know, it's been a very tiring journey back from Wonderland. I could definitely do with something to eat... and maybe a nap. But napping comes later. I never did understand why the Red Queen didn't like me so much... she still doesn't. Where have you been? I'm very interested-- tell me your stories!"

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

Elsa dragged the brush across her nail, watching the polish settle on the surface. It was a pale blue, and from the looks of it, it was going to dry with a glitter shimmer to it. It reminded her of home, of that brief period when everything was all right and her power wasn’t a burden once more. As she went to dip the brush back into the vial, she accidentally nudged it and some of the icy polish spilled onto the table, filling the room with the overwhelming scent.

[apsychoticcat]

"Hello?" Cheshire asked, peering through the doorway at the rec room. A small smile crossed his lips as he found another person, after searching for company all day, and he headed toward the girl. "Is that..." His eyebrows rose, intrigue and interest filling his mind. "Can you do me? That colour is very pretty, missus. I'd like that colour too!"

[cleverlyinsanehatter]

The medicine that he took earlier that day felt like a rock in his tummy. Mad felt exhausted and hadn’t even done anything that day. Maybe dancing in the rain wasn’t a good idea. He felt feverish and just sick. “Nothing or no one is going to make me leave this bed.” He mumbled into his pillow. 

[apsychoticcat]

"Not even a kitten?" Cheshire mumbled, peering in through the doorway at his old friend. "Because I'm a cat here."

He scooted forward, taking a few steps toward Mad, a smle haphazardly tracing his lips. "I... do you want some company then?" After the leave Cheshire had taken, barricading the door to his room and holing out in there, it was just time for some more interaction. "Maybe I should've brought some tea."

[cleverlyinsanehatter]

Broken

He couldn’t feel it. Maybe he was in shock and thats why he couldn’t feel it. Mad stared at his hand. It still had a big chunk of a tea cup in it, He had zoned out while painting the tea cup. He probably shouldn’t of brought it to his room but he wanted to paint it and look out the window to the garden at the same time. Mad’s hand was red from blood, more coming out with each beat of his heart. He sat in the corner of his room, afraid to move. This would get him in trouble because he hadn’t been taking his medicine. 

Mad just didn’t know what to do. 

[apsychoticcat]

Cheshire murmured to himself, tryng to find his friend for what felt like the fifth hour. The two hadn't seen each other much, which upset both of them, probably. He knocked on his door, impatiently pushing it open to find his friend. "Hey, Mad..."

He stopped, dead in his tracks, staring up at the blood-soaked hand. "Oh... M-Mad... Mad... I can help... oh deary me..." 

[anemonewrites-blog]

"Of course. Isn’t it a friend’s job to share knowledge?" He laughs fondly at Cheshire’s eagerness, not having the heart to tell him that, yes, he does know that ‘bonjour’ means hello. "Bravo. What else shall we teach you then? You will be able to impress everyone with your knowledge of the sexiest language on the planet- except for maybe Italian."

Clopin shakes his head, offering a piece of information that he rarely tells people these days. “I’m not actually French. I’m Andalusian. The boy you mean is Toulouse, no? He’s Marie’s little brother… he cries a lot. Prince Adam is French too, and Berlioz. There are also a couple of people from Norway here- Kristoff and Elsa. We’re a diverse group, certainly!”

"That’s alright, you aren’t supposed to. That means it’s all up to fate." He looks through the cards Cheshire has picked, smiling as he places the first one face up on the floor. "The Fool. A card standing for spontaneity, taking crazy chances, and letting go of fear. Maybe an adventure is on the horizon for you."

[apsychoticcat]

"Of course! I'm very glad we're friends, Clopin. you seem like you have a lot of knowledge and I would just be lucky to find out any of it! What facts do you know? What interesting things? Did you know that curiosity kills cats? Why would it do that? What did the cat ever do to it? It's quite mean. Almost like the pet situation but I think we cleared that up, right? It's... friendly. Sexiest...? What do you mean? How can a language be... sexy? It's just... words?"

"And where is this Andula... Andulas... The place? Where is it? Because I've heard you speaking French. Not... Andulch... Oh wow. There are lots and lots of French people. I'm afraid I only speak this language... it's the only language I'm very good at. But that can change if you can help me with the French. So... bonjour!"

He smiled excitedly as Clopin deliberated in turning them over. "A fool? Well... I thought calling someone a fool wasn't a very nice thing? Adventure? Maybe it's back to Wonderland! Or Jack might take me to Halloweentown! Or maybe your Andul... place! Ooh, this is very strange, Mr Clopin. It's like it knows what's going to happen to me. Do the next one! Please!"

[raincloudeeyore-blog]

Eeyore tried to follow along as the man explained how to try to convert cat feet into human feet, measurement-wise. He stared in disbelief as the man babbled on and on. The whole conversation was so ridiculous that Eeyore couldn’t help it - he began to laugh. ”I’m so sorry. I…” he choked, covering his hands with his face. “It’s just… multiplicatitaion.”

Slowly, his laughs subsided. “Thank you,” he said, wiping his eyes. “That was… that was brilliant.” He hadn’t laughed in months, and yet this strange man had managed to shock him into cracking up. Even if the man hadn’t intended to be so amusing, Eeyore was glad he had been. “What’s your name?”

[apsychoticcat]

Cheshire paused, glancing up at his new friend as soon as he started to laugh. "Multiplicatitation? Yes... that's what it is, right? That's what I said!" He answered, a confused smile forming on his lips at his laugh. "As long as you're laughing,  I must be funny!"

"Brilliant, was it? Well... maybe if I was more brilliant I could go walk to the end of the garden and find out the cat feet... maybe then tell one of the nurses. They might be able to turn it into your type of feet. Cheshire Cat of Wonderland, Mister! You may call me Cheshire! Or... anything. But not the queen, because we don't like the queen there."