"Cheshire cat? Huh..." Lyra remembered reading a book from Twilight's library stating cat's can be pets of humans and ponies. "So... Where's your owner?"
The cat's head appeared out of the blue and gave her an odd look. "Whats an... owner?"
"Well you know. Someone who looks after you. Feeds you, gives you a place to sleep! You must be lost."
"Lost?" The cat laughed as his pink and purple tail appeared behind him. "I know every single place in Wonderland!"
"You do?" Lyra said unsure.
"Well...." Lyra glared at him. "No not really... But you know... I know most places."
"No I don't know. Anyway I'll be leaving." Lyra turned and walked away from the tree but the magic head and tail followed her. She suddenly stopped and looked at the cat. "Hey... Do you know the way to the castle?"
"Indeed I do! But that will cost..." His paw appeared in front of her eyes.
"Screw that idea..." She muttered and turned away. The sun started to fade and Lyra had nowhere to go. "Damn it! I'll have to camp out." She said slumping against a tree. At least build a fire idiot. She thought and started gathering sticks around her.
"You know I can help you... But like before..." A paw appearing in front of her with a big grin behind it.
"No! Now get lost or something." She growled and went back to collecting sticks.
"Are you sure?"
"GO AWAY!" She screeched.
The cat purred softly. Hmm a little stubborn... I'll come back later... with that he vanished into the darkness.
Lyra breathed a sigh of relief. That darn cat was gone. Now she could rest in peace. She sat down next to the fire. Though it was bright she still felt chills rolling down her spine. Nothing she could really do about it. A small tear trickled down her green cheek.
"What would Bon Bon be up to?" She whispered curling into a ball and letting tears flow down her cheeks.
The sound of birds filled her throbbing head as Lyra awoke. Headache. Great. She started rubbing the sides of her head with her hooves but it only made it worse. The fire was out. Only a few bright embers inside of black ashes lay there. Lyra's stomach growled.
"Ugh. This is great. A HEADACHE AND A STARVING STOMACH!!" She screamed. The sound of birds stopped and the wind went down. "I'm talking to myself in the wilderness. I'm going crazy!" She cried once more. "Stupid mind."
The sound of crunching leaves filled the soundless forest as she walked along. If she didn't find another pony or human she'll go mad.
Then the sound of teacups clinking rung in her ears. Chatter followed as well. No time to rest! Get to the noise and get to it fast. She galloped down the path dodging branches that threatened to poke her eye out or well you know. Hurt her. Then in the distance she saw a long table covered with a white table cloth and full with cookies and teacups.
She jumped over the last bush that stood in her way and went for some cinnamon donuts. She scoffed down the whole lot and started moving onto the pop tarts until she noticed three figures staring at her with their jaws open.
"May I help you?" The first one said putting down his teacup. He was wearing a tall green hat with a piece of paper on the side saying 10/0.
"THIS FOOD IS DELICIOUS!" Lyra replied taking another bite out of her pop tart.
"WELL OF COURSE IT'S AMAZING!" Another figure said marching up to her. It was small and brown. A long pink tail and black beady eyes. A small dormouse stood in front of her. "I made it."
"Uh yeah whatever." She said gulping down the pop tart. "What is this celebration thingy even about?"
"We're celebrating our unbirthdays of course!" The first figure said. He was a small human with a big nose. And like the dormouse, beady eyes. "Everyone does it."
"Sweet! I wanna join." Lyra declared pulling out a chair.
"The more guests the more fun!" The figure walked over to her and bowed. "Pardon me I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the Mad Hatter. The dormouse is my friend and the white hare is another guest of ours."
Lyra stopped suddenly. Her eyes drifted over to the third figure at the end of the table. "You..." She jumped upon the table shocking the Mad Hatter and the dormouse who instantly dove under the table. "I HAVE SOME UNFINISHED BUSINESS WITH YOU!" She screeched.
"O-oh look at the time!" He said holding up a smashed pocket watch. "I'm late!" He jumped off the chair and ran onto the tan path and scurried away.
Lyra's head throbbed with anger. Her cheeks were as red as tomatoes and her eyes were shooting daggers.
"So... Do you want some tea?" Came a voice behind her.
You see Lyra has been taking anger lessons recently so sometimes she can calm down quickly then go back to normal.
Lyra slowly counted to ten and listened to her breathing as she counted.
1... I want to kill him. Breathe in.
2... I don't care if anyone sees. Breathe out.
3... I'll rip out his organs. Breathe in.
4... It'll get messy. Breathe out.
5... Then I'll have to clean it all up. Breathe in.
6... I hate cleaning stuff up. Breathe out.
7... Bon Bon does all the work for me. Breathe in.
8... Maybe I'll murder him in a bush. Breathe out.
9... That way everything gets all over the leaves. Breathe in.
10... Perfect. That's a good plan. Breathe out. Lyra sighed and turned around to the Mad Hatter. She put on a big grin and said "I'd love some tea."
After all she can't execute her plan dehydrated.