𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎; prologue
this is part one in a series I'm also posting on A03!!! The concept is reader gets transported to each Disney story as a new character. also the housewardens are in love with them have fun byeeee
You felt the cool rush of air up your ribs, like when your stomach falls during a rollercoaster. The pounding in your ears was evident and travelled all the way up to your temples then back down to your neck. What was happening? You couldn’t remember. Falling off a rollercoaster, a plane, did you jump off something? Maybe this was just that feeling of falling before you wake up again. It wasn’t. Fortunately, you didn’t hit the ground and snap your spine. Instead- a breeze fluttered up the fabric of your clothes. Speaking of, finally opening your eyes and looking down your clothes weren't the same as before. Baby blue fabric, floating gently above your thighs, a dainty white apron settling on top. You had stripy socks and snug Mary Jane shoes that would definitely give you a blister later.
Finally looking around you, a huge round room with dark oak walls and an ornate glass table surrounds you. Upon the table sat a square of fluffy sponge cake, beside it a neat glass bottle with some swirling liquid. They both had notes attached. Dusting yourself off and stumbling to your feet, you hobbled over to the table, still dizzy from the long fall. After what felt like a stomach tumbler, you didn’t quite feel like a meal, though… you weren’t sure the last time you ate. Taking the small slice of cake into your fingers, you read the note beside it.
“Well, I sure hope this isn’t poison,” you mumbled to yourself.
Taking a bite, the cake was moist and fluffy with swirled buttercream frosting. It was slightly cold against your tongue, and felt surprisingly refreshing. Taking another bite until there was only a third of the cube left, you felt your lips start to tingle. Wondering if you might be allergic, you put the cake down. Maybe it was poison. Soon your body began to change, and you felt yourself shrinking, your clothes becoming bigger and bigger until they were too large for your own body. You stood in the pile of now enormous seeming clothes. What kind of poison was this?
Now you had to figure out how to get back to normal, being the size of a literal mouse was not an ideal vacation for the rest of your life. Looking back up to the glass table, there was another thing– the bottle! You were pretty sure the bottle was also glass, so you couldn’t rock the table. You walked over to the ornate leg of the table and began to climb it. After a lot of panting and some sharp breaths… you made it to the top and walked across the thick glass to reach the bottle. You slowly tipped it towards you and uncorked the bottle, taking a few sips you began to grow and grow back to your normal size. You sigh, dressing yourself back in the clothes you appeared in. One panel of the wall was a large glass pane, so you smoothed out the outfit and took a look at yourself. Blue puffed sleeves around your shoulders with a highwaisted playsuit. A pristine white pinafore flowing gently in front of the shorts. You had a black headband with a little bow in your hair, it was cute, you guessed… but a little childish.
Behind you was a big door with a golden lavishly decorated handle. The metal felt cold against your hand as you turned it downwards. As the door opened, your eyes blinked a few times, unable to comprehend the scene. Yeah, yeah, sure, you had just consumed magical cake and drink that grew and shrunk you but… arguably, this was more wild.
Mushrooms the size of trees, carnations with faces– talking to one another! A million signs on every tree ‘up’, ‘down’, ‘here’, ‘that way’! The flowers were huge and the trees were small, a stream of water wormed through the air, fish diving in and out! The fish were made out of paper or covered in card symbols. It was… wondrous, almost deliciously mad! So many smells, sights, sounds. The clash of overwhelm and the craving to see more battled itself in your mind as you stared in shock.
A twinkling sound and a mischievous chuckle interrupted your gaping. Looking up towards the sound, a tree and a… mouth? A smiling mouth, just in the air all by itself. Bizarre, but really how more shocked can you get? Soon enough a figure appeared around the mouth, a pale fellow with choppy lilac hair. He had two sharp cat ears poking up from his head, decorated with clips and earrings mirroring the signs you had seen on the tree. His eyes were a piercing gaze of vibrant yellow, though somehow the smile was still freaking you out more.
“Nyeheh~ What do we have here, hmmm? A little stray back to the litter. Curiosity killed the cat, Alice,” he mused, a sing-song tone floating about his voice.
What was it that he said? Alice? Who in this mad mushroom forest is Alice? The man snickered at your dumbfounded look. He draped himself over the branch, resting his chin on his arms as a purple tail flicked back and forth and his feet swayed in the air. Working up the courage, you shakily forced the sound out of your throat.
“Who are you? And who is Alice?”
The cat man paused before chuckling under his breath again.
“Oh, Alice, well.. It seems they’re coming now- that's my cue to leave! See you up, here or there~”
And with that, his body disappeared into bright saturated pink ribbons. What a weird guy. Wait, who are they? Why are they coming? Probably should’ve asked for help. You sigh and look around when the sound of footsteps appear in your ears. Two men in white suits are climbing a circular hill to your side. One had ginger hair, the bangs pulled back into a ponytail. He had pale green eyes with a red diamond mark underneath the right eye. The other had dark mossy green hair, short and scruffed, his eyes a warm mustard colour and a black clover under his left one. He wore a white fedora with yellow and black slanted stripes on the ribbon. The two men both eyed you, the ginger smiled while the others' features softened and his body seemed to relax. The man in the fedora stepped forward and extended a pale hand.
“Alice, there you are. The Queen is looking for you.”
Border credit; @mfrgraphics
Proofread credit; My bestie <33333 @kuiperlicious-loser (they always proofread all my works lol)
