As Alice tried to reason out her oblivion, Cheshire cat just about managed to purr. He has been lazy of late; as always.
“But why did I let time slip by through that sloppy, slippery alley, Cheshire cat?”
“Awwwhhh, you have been busy Alice. Sometimes, the world becomes your Lala Land.”
“But where’s Poodle?”
“He is still on that Rubik’s cube thingy you gave him. He really thinks he will sort it out.
“He still does not get it, right? It was my fault. I pulled him into the maze. And he is still in it. But wasn’t it better that way? At least decomposed dead bodies would not make you puke. You could talk to them and listen to their stories. I miss my wonderland Cheshire Cat. I think I should go back.”
“Hey Alice, are you nuts? THIS is your wonderland. There was never a wonderland!”
“When I think of it, Poodle is the happier amongst three of us.”
“Hold on, hold on. I am not unhappy! I am fine. And get my sleep, I get my food, I get to purr and I wash my fur. I do not want to lead you to that stinky place no more. Enough of the wonderland! Now, if you are unhappy, you need to reason it out. We can make it happen here. Just a bit of effort here, and whoa! Let’s try to solve some puzzles. Okay, let’s begin by seeking answers. If there’s a problem, let’s ask: Why?”
“Oh fuck! “ Alice faints.
