I'll Kill You If You Call Me Alice
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,297
Reviews:
16
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Currently Reading:
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Character's Based off Louis Carrol Works.
In Which Bitchy Flowers Are Eaten, And Alice Meet's An Ex-Lover
Author's Corner-
I HAVE THE BEST EFFING BETA IN THE WORLD!
Munez, you are the ABSOLUTE MOST AMAZING PERSON EVER!
Yes, the reason this chapter is amazing is because of my Stellar Beta!
(Sorry I didn't give you the last part, but we talked about it and I had tp get this up, twas killing me)
To Munez-Um... I already answered this to you, so um... yeah. Oh yes, Sasha says Hi again.
To Bexy31-Leo's way cute, he's like an ADD kitty 8D a very bitchy kitty. A very bitchy kitty who has issues and is dangerous >.>
To Chibi-Berry-I'm glad you love it! Thanks, I strive off of reviews. You make my heart happy 8D
To TricksterMessiah- Awww, thanks! I love Alice and Leo together >.> HINT HINT HINT. Yeah, I think we can all safely say that they're a perfect match!
=Alice=
I hate that son-of-a-bitch. He stared at me damn it! I hate it when people stare!
I wandered farther into the garden, and for some reason, I always ended up where I started, no matter how I tried not to. And it was pissing me off royally.
“Excuse me what kind of flower would you be?” asked a small voice by my foot.
I stared. A talking flower. Lots of talking flowers. And they were staring. Have I mentioned I hate it when people stare? It pisses me off.
“Violet! That's so rude, as you can see, he's not happy!”
“Snap Dragon, it's not kind to yell.” said a rose.
“Stop being bossy Rose, I'm the queen!”
“Anne, how many times do I have to tell you, you are not the queen, we are an equal society, not a hierarchy!”
“Shut up Lily, your annoying.” Said a lonely little Peony.
“Anyway dear, as Violet said, what genus do you belong to?”
“Um... I suppose I would be a genus-humanus-Alice.”
“Another Weed!” They cried, and it just pissed me off more. I took a look at them.
Rose, Violet, Day Lily, Queen Annes Lace, Snap Dragons, and Peony's...
That's about when I picked them all and ate them.
And they tasted good. Well... they tasted like flowers, but I had lived off of flowers for days when Gran was having one of her 'Natural craze day's'.
I walked around, chewing loudly. I was not in a good mood. I was ready to beat the shit out of every and anything that crossed my path.
Soon, I had come across a giant mushroom.
A giant wood mushroom.
Did I mention I'm always hungry?
I walked up and took a bite. Mmm mushroom.
“Excuse me, but what ex-ac-tic-cally are you doing?” Another pompous, jerky tone. It pissed me off.
Everything seems to piss me off today.
“Eating, what the hell does it look like I'm doing?” That's about when the sickly sweet, acrid, citrus-y smell hit my nose. Mary Jane, my ex lover, my previous life.
And no, I am not a stoner.
Anymore anyway. I'm CLEAN! I have been... for a while. But Marijuana is a smell you just don't forget. It's like... ingrained into your brain. And he was definitely smoking something nice. Of good quality.
And... it was making my mouth water.
And my veins squirm.
That's about when I saw him.
Er, it.
It was a caterpillar, a large, four foot long caterpillar smoking a hookah. He blew rings of smoke, and they seemed to shift and change into shapes, more defined then clouds. And the worst part?
There was an extra hose. And the mouthpiece was clean, and shining. Actually, there were two extras, but that wasn't important.
“Hey... you have room for one more?”
“Ex-act-ti-cally what are you asking?” He puffed, blowing sweet smoke into my face.
“Hand me the fucking hose damn it!” I grabbed it out of his hand, taking a long drag.
And then the world made sense. Everything was clearer, and I felt that euphoric feeling you only feel when your high. I giggled at the way the clouds turned circles in the sky, and marveled at the way the colors bended in the light.
I giggled, happy to be alive. Happy to be where I was.
Which I found increasingly funny.
So I laughed. Hard.
“What are you doing Alice?!” It was Leo!
“Hiiii Leo-kitty!” Smiling dreamily, I draped my arm around his neck, as he had magically come close.
“Mmmm Leo you smell nice. Kinda like flowers!” I giggled, blowing sweet smoke in his face. His eyes looked confused. Leo's kinda cute when he's not talking!
“I'm what?!” Had I said that out loud? Hehehe, oops.
“Look at you Alice! You're high! Don't you know that lowers your IQ by 20 points?! Alice, Alice this is bad!” How could something that felt so good be bad. Silly Hatter.
“Leo,” I scolded, “You need to loosen up!” I shoved the extra mouth piece up his nose, and he gasped, getting all that sweet, tasty weed up his nose. The Caterpillar stared at us, then miffed, moving into the forest of GINORMOUS grass stalks.
Suddenly, it occurred maybe I shouldn't have shoved something in Leo he wouldn't want shoved in him.
“Hehehe, Alice, you have the bluest eyes I have ever seen!” He had taken the mouthpiece out of his nose, and was sucking on it like one would suck on a balloon to get out the helium. This made me believe this was not his first time smoking weed.
“Well, Mister, you have a crazy HAT!” We ended up in peals of laughter. He suddenly gave me a sly look, and picked up a piece of the mushroom, throwing it right into my face.
“TAG YOU'RE IT!” He screamed, and he ran into the jumbo grass. I followed, hitting him with mud and mushroom and whatever I could get my hands on.
We played like that for sometime, taking breaks to suck down more marijuana and dip our faces into the stream. Slowly, night crept up and we lay on the mushroom, our slimy, muddy, sweaty shirts next to us. We just stared at the stars, watched as the clouds caressed the swollen moon.
“Leo, why do you hate me?” I asked, coming down from a high always made my tongue loose.
He sighed, more aware now.
But it seemed his tongue was no tighter then my own.
“I don't hate you Alice, it's just... I feel it's my obligation to hate you. You just stumbled into my life, like a blundering idiot, and here I am, liking it more then I should.”
I gave him a look, out of the corner of my eye, one that spoke volumes of disbelief.
“Really Alice, I mean it. I like you. You're funny, and sweet, if a little brash.”
“I like you too Leo, especially when you're not trying to hate me. You're silly, and mad. I like mad people.” I stated, poking his nose with my index finger.
He caught my wrist, bringing me to his side. He sighed, and we just lay there. Soon, his breathing evened out, and I knew he was asleep.
I had never felt more contented in my life. I had never felt so happy, just staring at the sky. I had never really been held like this before.
Before I knew it, I was asleep.
I HAVE THE BEST EFFING BETA IN THE WORLD!
Munez, you are the ABSOLUTE MOST AMAZING PERSON EVER!
Yes, the reason this chapter is amazing is because of my Stellar Beta!
(Sorry I didn't give you the last part, but we talked about it and I had tp get this up, twas killing me)
To Munez-Um... I already answered this to you, so um... yeah. Oh yes, Sasha says Hi again.
To Bexy31-Leo's way cute, he's like an ADD kitty 8D a very bitchy kitty. A very bitchy kitty who has issues and is dangerous >.>
To Chibi-Berry-I'm glad you love it! Thanks, I strive off of reviews. You make my heart happy 8D
To TricksterMessiah- Awww, thanks! I love Alice and Leo together >.> HINT HINT HINT. Yeah, I think we can all safely say that they're a perfect match!
=Alice=
I hate that son-of-a-bitch. He stared at me damn it! I hate it when people stare!
I wandered farther into the garden, and for some reason, I always ended up where I started, no matter how I tried not to. And it was pissing me off royally.
“Excuse me what kind of flower would you be?” asked a small voice by my foot.
I stared. A talking flower. Lots of talking flowers. And they were staring. Have I mentioned I hate it when people stare? It pisses me off.
“Violet! That's so rude, as you can see, he's not happy!”
“Snap Dragon, it's not kind to yell.” said a rose.
“Stop being bossy Rose, I'm the queen!”
“Anne, how many times do I have to tell you, you are not the queen, we are an equal society, not a hierarchy!”
“Shut up Lily, your annoying.” Said a lonely little Peony.
“Anyway dear, as Violet said, what genus do you belong to?”
“Um... I suppose I would be a genus-humanus-Alice.”
“Another Weed!” They cried, and it just pissed me off more. I took a look at them.
Rose, Violet, Day Lily, Queen Annes Lace, Snap Dragons, and Peony's...
That's about when I picked them all and ate them.
And they tasted good. Well... they tasted like flowers, but I had lived off of flowers for days when Gran was having one of her 'Natural craze day's'.
I walked around, chewing loudly. I was not in a good mood. I was ready to beat the shit out of every and anything that crossed my path.
Soon, I had come across a giant mushroom.
A giant wood mushroom.
Did I mention I'm always hungry?
I walked up and took a bite. Mmm mushroom.
“Excuse me, but what ex-ac-tic-cally are you doing?” Another pompous, jerky tone. It pissed me off.
Everything seems to piss me off today.
“Eating, what the hell does it look like I'm doing?” That's about when the sickly sweet, acrid, citrus-y smell hit my nose. Mary Jane, my ex lover, my previous life.
And no, I am not a stoner.
Anymore anyway. I'm CLEAN! I have been... for a while. But Marijuana is a smell you just don't forget. It's like... ingrained into your brain. And he was definitely smoking something nice. Of good quality.
And... it was making my mouth water.
And my veins squirm.
That's about when I saw him.
Er, it.
It was a caterpillar, a large, four foot long caterpillar smoking a hookah. He blew rings of smoke, and they seemed to shift and change into shapes, more defined then clouds. And the worst part?
There was an extra hose. And the mouthpiece was clean, and shining. Actually, there were two extras, but that wasn't important.
“Hey... you have room for one more?”
“Ex-act-ti-cally what are you asking?” He puffed, blowing sweet smoke into my face.
“Hand me the fucking hose damn it!” I grabbed it out of his hand, taking a long drag.
And then the world made sense. Everything was clearer, and I felt that euphoric feeling you only feel when your high. I giggled at the way the clouds turned circles in the sky, and marveled at the way the colors bended in the light.
I giggled, happy to be alive. Happy to be where I was.
Which I found increasingly funny.
So I laughed. Hard.
“What are you doing Alice?!” It was Leo!
“Hiiii Leo-kitty!” Smiling dreamily, I draped my arm around his neck, as he had magically come close.
“Mmmm Leo you smell nice. Kinda like flowers!” I giggled, blowing sweet smoke in his face. His eyes looked confused. Leo's kinda cute when he's not talking!
“I'm what?!” Had I said that out loud? Hehehe, oops.
“Look at you Alice! You're high! Don't you know that lowers your IQ by 20 points?! Alice, Alice this is bad!” How could something that felt so good be bad. Silly Hatter.
“Leo,” I scolded, “You need to loosen up!” I shoved the extra mouth piece up his nose, and he gasped, getting all that sweet, tasty weed up his nose. The Caterpillar stared at us, then miffed, moving into the forest of GINORMOUS grass stalks.
Suddenly, it occurred maybe I shouldn't have shoved something in Leo he wouldn't want shoved in him.
“Hehehe, Alice, you have the bluest eyes I have ever seen!” He had taken the mouthpiece out of his nose, and was sucking on it like one would suck on a balloon to get out the helium. This made me believe this was not his first time smoking weed.
“Well, Mister, you have a crazy HAT!” We ended up in peals of laughter. He suddenly gave me a sly look, and picked up a piece of the mushroom, throwing it right into my face.
“TAG YOU'RE IT!” He screamed, and he ran into the jumbo grass. I followed, hitting him with mud and mushroom and whatever I could get my hands on.
We played like that for sometime, taking breaks to suck down more marijuana and dip our faces into the stream. Slowly, night crept up and we lay on the mushroom, our slimy, muddy, sweaty shirts next to us. We just stared at the stars, watched as the clouds caressed the swollen moon.
“Leo, why do you hate me?” I asked, coming down from a high always made my tongue loose.
He sighed, more aware now.
But it seemed his tongue was no tighter then my own.
“I don't hate you Alice, it's just... I feel it's my obligation to hate you. You just stumbled into my life, like a blundering idiot, and here I am, liking it more then I should.”
I gave him a look, out of the corner of my eye, one that spoke volumes of disbelief.
“Really Alice, I mean it. I like you. You're funny, and sweet, if a little brash.”
“I like you too Leo, especially when you're not trying to hate me. You're silly, and mad. I like mad people.” I stated, poking his nose with my index finger.
He caught my wrist, bringing me to his side. He sighed, and we just lay there. Soon, his breathing evened out, and I knew he was asleep.
I had never felt more contented in my life. I had never felt so happy, just staring at the sky. I had never really been held like this before.
Before I knew it, I was asleep.