“Come on Chesh!” Alice called as she wove through the crowd filling Heart Plaza. Chesh struggled to keep up with her. It was Wonderday so the plaza was packed with people who had come to see all the performers in Wonderland put on a show.
People jostled and shoved Chesh as he ran after Alice. He tripped over a lady’s foot, stumbling to the ground. The lady scowled at him and muttered, “Cat.”
Chesh shook off her insult and spun, searching for Alice but she was nowhere in sight. He was about to call out for her when a hand grabbed his.
“I told you to keep up,” Alice said as she dragged him along.
“Sorry,” Chesh said. Alice dragged him along until they came to the center of the Plaza. The people here were all gathered around Wonderland’s most famous acrobats and storytellers, eager to see the performance. Alice jumped up and down next to Chesh.
“I can’t see! I can’t see!” she said. Chesh glanced around the crowded heart-shaped plaza.
“This way,” he said, tugging Alice toward a cluster of shops.
“Where are we going?” Alice asked, giving him a puzzled look. Chesh shot her a grin.
“You’ll see.”
He led Alice back in o the alley behind the shops. Flies buzzed around the dumpsters and it smelled like overly ripe fruit. Alice pinched her nose.
“The dumpsters?” Alice asked, sounding nasally, “Why’d you bring me back here?”
“I wanted to get a better view,” Chesh said, pulling himself up onto one of the dumpsters. He reached down and help Alice up after him. From the top of the dumpster Chesh could reach the windowsill of the of the second story window. He boosted Alice up and then followed. From there they used the rain gutter to pull themselves onto the roof.
Alice and Chesh quick scrambled around to the front of the shop. From there they had a full view of the Plaza.
“Wow,” said Alice, plopping down, “look at that!” She pointed out at the acrobats black flipping across the Plaza. Chesh sat down next to her. Their fleet dangled over the edge of the roof.
“Aren’t they amazing?” Alice asked, leaning her chin on her hands. Chesh watched one of the acrobats do a double flip with a twist.
“I bet I could do that,” he said. Alice snorted.
“Yeah right,” she said, “You’ll be an acrobat and I’ll be a juggle.” Alice pretended to toss a ball in the air, fumble, and drop it. Chesh laughed.
“We could be our own little circus.”
“A terrible circus,” Alice teased.
“True.” Chesh shrugged, “But it would be fun all the same as long as we were together. We’re a team, you and me.”
“Best friends forever,” Alice said, nudging him with her shoulder.
so @mirasumbra suggested that I write something with Alice, Chesh, and Ten, where one of them is injured, they have no medical supplies on hand, and they’re on the run from something or someone.
I may have gotten a but carried away with this but here it is
“Alice!” Chesh yelled.
Alice swayed on her feet. She pulled her hand away from her side. It was red. Alice stumbled, but Chesh caught her before she hit the ground.
“Alice are you ok?” he asked. He searched her face looking worried.
“I—” Alice started but Ten cut her off.
“We need to get out of here,” He said, looking around at the trees. His hand was on his gun, ready to leap into action, “The Queen’s card soldiers could find us at any moment.” He turned to Alice, “can you walk?”
“I think so,” Alice said, pushing herself away from Chesh, who seem reluctant to let her go. She cringed at the red stain she had left on his shirt.
“Alice—” he said. Alice ignored him, taking a cautious step. She swayed and her knees buckled beneath her. Chesh and Ten both swooped into catch her.
“I’m going to go with, no, you can’t walk,” Ten said, flatly. Suddenly they heard the sound of bodies crashing through the trees off to their left.
“It’s the soldiers,” Ten muttered, “We have to move.”
“What about Alice?” Chesh asked.
“We’ll have to carry her.”
Alice bit her lip. She didn’t want to be carried, she already felt useless enough. And wasn’t she supposed to be the one who was some kind of leader?
“I’ll carry her,” Chesh said, “I may not be taller, but I am bigger than you, and you’re the gunman anyway.”
Ten shrugged.
There was a loud crash from the trees. The boys looked at each other and nodded. Alice hated feeling so helpless and left out, but Chesh scooped her up before she could protest and he and Ten took off into the trees.
The ride was jarring for Alice. Every bump sent pain shooting through her side, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing. Over Chesh’s shoulder she could see the Soldiers gaining on them. They ran swiftly through the underbrush, white coats flaring out behind them. Suddenly a Seven of Clubs burst out of the trees to their right.
“Chesh look out!” she called. Chesh glanced over his shoulder as the soldier came at him. In a flash Ten was there, he hit the soldier over the back of the head and the Seven crumbled to the ground.
“Thanks man,” Chesh panted. Ten nodded at him.
“Ten to your left!” Alice called as another guard started to gain on them. Ten pulled out his gun and shot down the soldier without slowing.
“Right!” Alice called. Ten swiveled and shot. Card soldiers fell like rain. Ten was relentless and Alice was both terrified and fascinated by the way he fought.
“How’s it going?” asked Chesh, sounding winded.
“I’m ok,” Alice said, “how are you?”
Chesh shrugged, jostling her.
“I’m alright,” he said grinning, “a little out of breath, but that can’t be help when you have a pretty lady in your arms.”
“Oh shut up and run you big idiot,” Alice teased. Suddenly a movement above caught her eye.
“Chesh look out!” she said.
A Card Soldier dropped from the tree above, knocking all three of them to the ground. He must have been lying in wait for them. Alice gasped as she hit the ground. Pain tearing through her side.
Chesh was on his feet in an instant, wrestling with the soldier. Alice scrambled away, only to bump into something. She looked up.
She was sitting at the feet of a Card soldier. The soldier—a Nine of Diamonds—grinned down at her. Alice quickly fumbled for her boot, but then remembered her knife was gone. She had dropped it in their previous fight, before she had been injured.
Alice tried to back away from the Nine but he caught her by the hair. Alice yelped. Chesh looked up and immediately got clocked in the side of the head by the soldier he had been wrestling with. He crumbled to the ground.
“Let me go!” Alice said through gritted teeth. The Soldier pulled her to her feet and smirked.
“Oh you’re not going anywhere little lady,” the Nine said, leaning close, “The Queen wants your head and I intend to bring it to her.”
Alice reeled back and head-butted him. Her head connected with his nose and the guard released her. He swore, clutching his nose. Alice caught a glimpse of blood running through his fingers.
Alice stumbled over to Chesh, her side burning. She fell to her knees beside him and took his face in her hands.
“Chesh get up!” She smacked him. Chesh’s eyes jolted open.
“Alice?” he said, his voice slurred.
“Come on get up!” Alice said trying to haul him to his feet. Pain flared in her side and she collapsed with a gasped.
“Alice are you ok?” Chesh asked, worriedly.
“I’m fine. I’m fine.” She said, waving him off. Then suddenly the world pitched and she was face down in the dirt. The soldier with the bleeding nose had kicked her.
“Stay down you little witch,” The Soldier hissed. Alice tried to stand but the Soldier put his foot on her back pressing her into the dirt.
“Hey get off her!” Chesh yelled, lunging at the soldier. The other Soldier—the one that had punched him—caught his arms and held him back.
“Hey let me go!” Chesh yelled.
“We’re taking you back to the Queen,” said the Nine with his foot on Alice’s back, “Along with little missy here’s head.”
“No!” Chesh said. The sound was harsh like it had been ripped from his throat. Alice closed her eyes and braced for the inevitable.
Then suddenly there was a series of thumps and the pressure on Alice’s back fell away. She opened her eyes. Ten stood above her, eyes flashing dangerously. He held out a hand and helped her to her feet.
“Come on,” he said, “let’s go.”
Alice stumbled and Chesh caught her. Her eyes landed on the two Card Soldiers lying on the ground. They were safe. For now, at least.
“Come on,” Chesh said, looping her arm around his shoulders, “Let’s get you fixed up before someone else tries to kill you.”
To be honest I think my favorite OTP is two of my own characters (is that self centered?) I feel little weird picking my own OCs but I’m gonna do it anyway just for fun.
Winter lay on the soft green grass across from Eleesia who was absentmindedly picking the petals of a daisy, her ebony hair splayed around her.
“What are you thinking?” Winter asked, leaning his chin on his hands. Eleesia glanced up at him and then back to her flower.
“I was thinking about how idiotic you look with that leaf caught in your hair.”
“What?” Winter frantically tried to brush the leaf from his hair. Eleesia laughed. Her laugh was light as the summer breeze sweeping through the palace garden.
“Oh I’ll get you for that.” Winter grinned and Eleesia’s emerald eye sparkled. Winter grabbed a handful of grass and tossed it at her. Eleesia snorted.
“That’s the best you can do?” she said, raising an eyebrow.
In a moment Winter was on his feet but Eleesia was faster. She took off across the garden, laughing as he pursued her. The wove between the rows of flowers up to the top of the hill. Winter laughed breathlessly.
He had almost caught up to Eleesia as they crested the hill but then he tripped, careening in her. They both fell, tumbling down the hillside. they landed next to each other at the bottom, giggling.
“You owe me,” Winter said when he could his breath.
“For what?” Eleesia asked.
“You tricked me into chasing you. I should get something in return,” he replied.
“Well what do you want then,” Eleesia asked propping herself on her elbow. Winter did the same.
“Tell me a secret,” He said. Eleesia’s eyes flashed.
“Ok then,” she said, leaning in close, “I’ll tell you a secret. Winter, you’re my best friend.”
“That’s not much of a secret,” Winter said, swallowing at her closeness.
“It is to me,” Eleesia said, leaning back, “It’s a precious secret, that only you and I know, because it’s our secret and if any one knew they would try to take it away.”
“Our secret,” Winter said slowly, “Ok. I like that.” He smiled and Eleesia smiled back.
The cloud bank was still like a glassy lake. Pale blue and white spread in every direction as far as the eye could see. Birds skimmed low across the clouds, braking the calm with their dark silhouettes.
And then they came over the horizon, Boats, long and low, sailing the sky. The only noise was the soft rumble of their engines as they moved lazily across the sea of clouds.
Tall windows stared out of the thatched walls. Behind one window a curtain moved, as if drawn back by a small hand. There was the gentle smack of bare feet running up wooden stairs and a figure appeared on the small upper deck.
She leaned against the railing, long hair falling over her shoulders, as she watched the birds dive in and out of the wispy sea. She smiled gently and her eyes turned to the sky above. The sky that stretch for miles around her. The sky full of possibilities.
“Sorry, did I scare you, Peach?” The boy held out a hand to me. He was tall with messy hair and twinkling eyes, but I couldn’t tell what color they were because every inch of him was a flickering blue.
Tentatively, I accepted the boys out stretched hand, but I jumped as my hand passed through his.
“Oops,” the boy laughed, “I forget about that!” I rose to my feet on my own, feeling slightly flustered.
Liz is my cinnamon roll child and I love her introduction
It took me a moment before I noticed the girl sitting with her feet dangling in the pool.
She was petite with short, choppy brown hair and bright blue-green eyes. She swung her feet in the water making small ripples. I approached her carefully not wanting to entirely disturb her peace.
//Randomly throws out the first line of my story// look I write things
You would think as a freshman in high school I would be too old for playground games. Playground games were something for elementary school kids who were still young and immature. At least that was how I thought about it until the summer that turned my life upside down.
