Cheshire saw Furattā's dazed look, and smiled to himself. Soon all the fish were hoping. Each were a bit different from the last. One had short bronze fins, another long silver fins, and another had stringy gold fins. Cheshire went over to the very edge of the rock and with his swift cat-like instincts, snatched two fish out of the water. He gave both a squeeze and the small glowing orbs shot out of them. Cheshire picked up the orbs and put the fish back into the water as they quickly swam away. Cheshire took a bite out of one of the orbs. "You want one? The pink ones taste like strawberries, the blue like blueberries, the yellow like lemons, and the green like green apples." he told her, offering her one as he snacked on a blue orb.
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"Mad men, half rabbit people, Castles and Queens? I would never dream of things like this, and I wouldn't name the whole thing Wonderland!! Well, at least Henry is calm." she thought. But, then she looked up to see him pacing back and forth and whistling. "Oh dear..." Lyric muttered. "Whatever is wrong my dear guests?" the raggedy haired boy asked. Lyric felt like she was about to implode, but collected herself. "To start off, I don't know where I am, what's going on, or who any of you are. Then there's also the fact that nothing around me makes any sense. Care to explain?" she asked. "You're in Wonderland, we're having a tea party, i'm Matt Hatter the Mad Hatter and my friend is Marshall Hare, he's the Mad Hare." Matt Hatter stated. "You two are both wonderful outsiders of Wonderland. Unlike your home there is no such think as logic, law, or time." Marshall laughed happily. Lyric felt she couldn't take anymore, fearing for her sanity.