We're All Mad Here : Avenger/Cheshire Cat Fanfic

Chapter 15: Morning After

I sat up in my bed and stretched. "That was wonderful," I said dreamily. Every part of my body was tingly and I felt warm and fuzzy and happy.

Well I was wearing my favorite.

Let's face it. You NASTY people looked at the title and went "EW!" because you thought it was it. Don't lie to me. I see you smiling.

I jumped slightly to a knock and I scratched my head. "Now who could that be?" I jumped out of my bed, still oblivious to the fact that JJ wasn't in her bed and it was 8 in the morning. What? We're late sleepers. I'm half cat, cut me some slack.

I opened the door to find Pietro smiling. "Hello Alice," he said. "I made you breakfast."

I squealed as he opened the box and I saw a stack of with sliced bananas and drizzled in fudge sauce and nutella. Nutella is life.

Pietro beamed and I gave him a hug after setting down the pancakes. "Did I ever tell you I love you?" I asked, sighing. He flushed a light red on his cheeks.

"No, but I love you as well, for being just as you are."

I felt my tail curl up in happiness and I kissed his lips quickly. "Thanks again." He shook his head.

"No problem." He coughed and pointed out to his right. "I better go help Wanda in the kitchen." I gave him a wierd look.

"The kitchen's that way," I said, pointing to my right. His right, my left, his left, my left, ooh got you there! I repeated my left, didja catch that?

He chuckled and zipped off. I ate my pancakes and got for the day, happily skipping out the door. I used my nose to point out the kitchen from it's delightful smell of breakfast. I still have to use my nose to find my way around even though it's been somewhere around a month. Or two, I forgot. Time flies by fast.

Besides, there's a reason why JJ always calls me Dory. (A/N: THAT IS ACTUALLY MY NICKNAME IN SCHOOL!!! It's so sad...)

"Good morning!" I chirp. I got a chorus of good mornings and I smirked at my OTP. They were both at the stove making sausages. Clint was shining his bow, Steve and Tony were debating something, and Bruce was reading the newspaper while drinking coffee. I didn't see Natasha, Pietro, or Wanda.

The Mad Soldier. Or the Winter Hatter. Whichever one you prefer. You people reading our life can decide in the chats. Or even figure out what Pietro and my ship name would be! I would love to find that one out.

I heard the elevator ding and I watched as Tony came out holding a large box of mysteriousness. "Oooh what's in that brown box?" JJ and I asked at the same time. Oh, great minds think alike! Or in our case, twin tuition. Though we don't even look alike.

But we act alike.

"It's called a cardboard box," he dramatically set it down and gestured to it. "As for what's in it, I don't know."

"Why is it ticking?" I asked curiously.

Immediately, the Avengers there moved into action. Bucky grabbed JJ and ran out towards the elevator. Steve and Tony ripped open the package to find a small high tech looking bomb with a countdown.

13.

12.

11.

Holy moly guacamole.

Bruce darted forward and lifted a metal panel to find a bunch of red, green, blue, and yellow wires. Oh nuts. That's a load of wires.

"Alice come here and use your claws to cut the red wires," Bruce said quickly. I dashed forward and extended my claws, but something stopped me.

"The blue ones! Cut the blue ones, Alice! Trust me!"

My mother's voice. I hadn't heard here in so long.

"Cut the damn wire, Alice!"

I shook my head and looked at the countdown.

4.

3.

I grabbed the blue wires and extended my index claw. Bruce yelped and shook my shoulders. "Wait! I said the r-"

I cut the blue wires and the countdown stopped. I let out a breathe I didn't even know I was holding. "Oh stars and whiskers," I whispered. I slumped to my knees and wiped my forehead.

"How did you know it was the blue wires?" Bruce asked.

I shrugged. "Intuition. Or blue's my favorite color."

Ton paled. "You mean we were at the mercy from your favorite color?"

I laughed shakily, but something caught my eye as well as Steve's. Bubble wrap! I love bubble wrap. I grabbed the roll and

He pulled out a letter, opened it, and read it out loud while JJ and I got to work on the little plastic bubbles. Pop pop pop *giggles insanely*. We stood by each other as Steve read.

Dear Avengers,

If the bomb detonated, then you won't be reading this. Instead, you'll be cleaning up the whipped cream and the confetti for a while.

"Hang on a minute! The bomb was filed with pressurized whipped cream and confetti?" I asked indignantly. Clint shushed me and motioned for Steve to continue.

However, I get the feeling you deactivated the bomb. Well done. The bomb's blast radius is 1 mile. I'm so glad you received my present and I hope to see you again. Most of all, I say hello to Alice and Jaelynn. I look forward to meeting them again.

Sincerely,

The King of Hearts

I let out a choked gasp at the name, stumbling backwards. "It can't be," I whispered. I started to tremble and before I knew it, I slumped to the floor on my knees. I knew JJ was shaking too because Bucky was comforting her.

I heard the elevator ding and Pietro slid to a stop by me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. "Ce sa întâmplat, draga mea? Te-a rănit cineva?" He was so upset that he switched to Romanian. (A/N: Is that his language? By the way, if I haven't already explained this, I am using Google Translate, so things may not be correct!)

"Would it be a coincident if it was just a new villian with that name?" JJ whimpered. "He died. They told us so."

I felt tears slide down my cheeks. "Who is it? Do you know him?" Steve asked gently, crouching down to eye level with me.

"That's what my father used to call himself. But he's supposed to be dead."