Snippet #2433845

Alice, who was almost asleep by the time Wendy got back, jumped up when she heard her voice. She rolled off the side of the bed and rushed into the main area of the home. Wendy was standing tensely by the door, and she tilted her head to the side at her posture, one hand behind her back as if to hide something.

"Welcome back Wendy! Peter is taking a shower- or he was, when I went to my room and dozed off. I think he is still in the bathroom though- you called just as he was getting into the shower and things of that nature tend to take quite some time- for me at least, because water is awfully fun to think about, and you are already here!" she rambled, reaching for the bag of food and pulling out Cheshire's tuna sandwich, her potato soup, and the carton of what appeared to be hot soup for Peter as well. She put the plastic bag the items came in away before grabbing a spoon and popping open the carton of her soup.

"Peter is the guest, by the way," she mumbled after swallowing the first bite of soup, thinking back to try and remember if she had said that before. She shrugged when she couldn't remember and went back to her soup, taking small sips of it as she walked to the side of the counter in the kitchen that served as the serving area for Cheshire and set the tuna sandwich down on the floor. She placed her carton of soup back up on the counter before walking back to her room and rousing the sleeping cat in question from his sleep. The lazy cat hissed at her and she rolled her eyes at him.

"No need to be rude, Chess. You have food to eat and I could just as easily save it for later, but I won't, so come on," she scolded the cat before picking him up and depositing him on the ground next to the sandwich, which he immediately took notice of and began to chew on the side of it.

"Thank you for the food, Wendy. I'll take all of us out to eat tomorrow, okay? We can go to the docks and eat at that nice, animal-friendly restaurant you said you wanted to eat at last week! It'll be fun! You, me, Peter, Cheshire, Ranvir, and maybe even the white queen! That is, if she can be bothered to come visit, as I assume she is busy what with getting everything back in order after the downfall of the red queen, but maybe, just maybe she could and wouldn't that be fun!" she said before taking a long sip of her soup and smiling at the taste. Potato soup was by far the best food available in the 'normal' world, though almost everything in Wonderland surpassed it. Minus the cake and juice, of course, which tasted horrid but could be forgiven for their horrible qualities by the magic they possessed.

Cheshire seemed to finish his sandwich quicker than normal and was pawing at Alice's foot in an attempt to get her to pick him up. He did that a lot, after he finished a meal. His face would be messy and, being the clean animal he was, would get frustrated when he couldn't get all of it off and make Alice clean it off for him, which is exactly what she did. She grabbed a paper towel and cleaned the fickle cat of the tuna that was still stuck to his face before leaning over and cleaning up the remains of the sandwich on the floor.

"Anyway, Wendy, where do you think Peter could sleep for tonight? Our beds will be occupied, of course, but the couch is a bit lumpy and we do have that air mattress from when my room was being painted and you told me I couldn't sleep in there due to the fact that 'wet paint fumes can make you high'-- I think those were your words. Do you think he could sleep on that?" she asked as she finished off her soup with one last gulp before throwing it into the trash bin.