The Boyz in Wonderland

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Hello! I hope you all are doing well! This is a different blog from me. It is more of a fan fiction. But I think you will enjoy it! There are no ships, no y/n. just The Boyz in Wonderland! ~

I am a newbie writer. I am open to constructive criticism, but please don't be mean. Feed back is appreciated. I want to know what you think! What you liked!

This story will improve as I continue writing it, eventually I will figure out what works best. Please keep in mind though that this is meant to be light hearted, and so if it seems childish that is because it is. It is based off of a children's story.

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I do not own any of these characters, or even the story I am basing this off of. Disney and the original writers own it, and I am not taking any claims.

The Boyz are their own people, and I am portraying them un-realistically. I tried to stay close to what I know of their personalities while also fitting them into the characters I have assigned. Please keep fiction and the real people separate.

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I want this story to not be too long, and so if things aren't as detailed it is probably because I needed to get things moving along. My inspiration mostly comes from the 2010 live adaptation of "Alice in Wonderland"

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I am the author of this story, every word I have written was from my own head, but some quotes and scenes were taken directly from the movie.

Please enjoy!

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The Boyz in Wonderland

Chapter 1 (Rewritten)

The day was bright, and a small breeze blew through the grass Jacob was sitting on. He was resting on a small hill of his family's farm, overlooking the plains. He had finished all of his work today, and was taking a moment to contemplate on how bored he was. Jacob just wanted something to change, he was longing for adventure, just for something to come and spice up his monotonous living.

“Jacob!” was the shout that snapped Jacob out of his day dreaming.

“Yes mother?” he asked back.

“Can you please go feed the chickens, my back hurts today.” she said in a self pitying voice.

Jacob resists the urge to sigh. How could he forget? He isn’t ever really done, it’s either his mother complains, his brother whines, or his dad isn’t home, and Jacob is the one left to be saddled with the chores.

“Yes mother!” he responds.

What next? Jacob thinks sarcastically as he starts to head towards the coop, Is one of our chickens going to get-

“SQUAK!”

-loose.

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After a long and hot day, the blonde sat down on the dry grass and wiped his dirty tros. He had to chase after that chicken for twenty minutes, only to find the coop in complete disarray, chickens out of their cages, feathers and straw everywhere, it was a complete mess when he came back. Cleaning up has never been more of a hassle. Jacob runs a hand through his tousled hair when he hears the bushes to his far right shake.

Is that another chicken? Jacob could’ve sworn he counted them all. He stands up and walks over to the bushes where the noise came from, his mother would be hysterical if even one animal got taken by coyotes if he miscounted. He starts to shift the branches when he hears,

“Oh, very, very late. Very late, for a very important date! This is not good, no sir. So late! Incredibly late!” worriedly stuttered an unfamiliar males voice.

Okay, so, not a chicken.

“Hey! Who’s there? You can’t be here, this is private property,” Jacob says, stepping through the shrub to try to reach where he heard the voice. Once Jacob reached the clearing he noticed the man hunched over, looking at something in his hands. He had light, pink hair oddly enough as well as-

Wait-

Bunny ears? And a Fluffy tail? Ohhhhh no, if this was a spy from a competing farm he wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding.

Jacob swears to god that if this is a furry-

“Oi! Man, you can’t be here!” Jacob reinstates.

The bunny man hops

hops-

obviously startled. He seems to sputter for a moment before quickly saying,

“Oh! Yes! Of course! I’m very late, sorry to disrupt your day.” The pink haired man turns back around, and then back to Jacob, and then back to his first position as if lost. Jacob observes his distress in reluctant interest, the man wore a button up coat and was scratching his head nervously while looking at a pocket watch. His ears stood tall as he frantically searched the tree and bush roots.

“Who- who are you? Why are you dressed like that? And why are you in my garden?” Jacob asked the rabbit-like stranger.

The bunny man ignored him and muttered to himself, “This is no good! Nope, no good! First I’m late, and now a Dullworlder saw me. Dreadful!”

“Excuse me, Sir?” Jacob asked, the man was starting to worry him now.

But Jacob never got his answer because the rabbit man seemed to find what he was looking for, he shuffled around a tree a few meters away and just seemed to disappear. The tree wasn’t very wide, so he couldn’t be crouching behind it.

What in the-

Jacob thought. He rushed behind the same tree, and lo and behold. There was a gaping hole under the roots! It was so large, did one of the dogs dig this? Jacob bent to peer into it, but it was so dark he couldn’t see how far down it went. Jacob reached his hand in to try and feel for the bottom, and he felt something latch onto his wrist, and he was pulled in. Jacob tumbled into the hole with a gasp. He was falling through what seemed like a never ending tunnel,

“AHHH!” he screamed, with wind rushing past his ears and ruffling his clothes as he fell, the darkness of the tunnel started to brighten with random candles set on the walls, and the further he fell the more started appearing. Things like pianos, books, and tea kettles were poking out of the dirt, which quickly transitioned into stone walls. Jacob started getting visions of people he’s never seen before, places he’s never been, and it was evoking nostalgic feelings up in his chest even though he was positive he has no idea what these visions are of.

After about a minute of falling, he took a quick glance that revealed the floor was rushing up on him, but there was nothing he could do except brace for impact. This is it. This is how he dies. Jacob tensed, and shut his eyes.

But after a few seconds of nothing, he cautiously opened them again. Only to find himself sitting in a small, candle lit room, completely fine. He was surrounded by doors of all shapes, colors, sizes, and.. time periods? Some doors looked like the wooden ones he would have in his house, and others were stone prison-esque. Jacob spun around in amazement.

“Whoa…” he let out under his breath. His eyes wander with suspicious excitement. He feels like he should be more worried, but this is what he was hoping for, an adventure. Okay, what to do first. Obviously, the first course of action would be to open a door. Jacob walked up to the one directly in front of him. It was mahogany, and seemed aged. He tugged on the handle. Then pushed. Huh, nothing. Jacob scratched behind his ear as he thought. Maybe just try the other doors? There was about ten in total, and none of them even budged. There must be something he is missing.

Think, Jacob, think! This is just like those riddles you would read about in books!

Walking back to the center of the room Jacob looks up to the ceiling, and then back to the floor, scanning for any clues. Something shiny and copper colored caught his attention on the floor to the left of the room. It was almost unnoticeable.

Well,

he sighed to himself,

I’d reckon the answer is to just use the key, dummy.

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To be continued~

Ahhhhh I am so nervous haha! Please tell me what you think! Were you surprised by who I chose? Or did you expect it?

If you took the time to read this mess, thank you so much. You have my respect and gratefulness. <3

Love you all! See you in the next one!

And if anyone is confused, or not familiar with the characters I chose: