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12. Jump
Date: 2012-06-04 01:32 am (UTC)Notes: Pity this Alice, who does not work by video game logic and thus is bound to normal human jumping. Whether this makes the Secundus Alice more or less badass than the canon version is up to you. And yes, the Alice of "Alice: Madness Returns basically gets a full-on quadruple jump.
Some days, Alice really wished she could jump higher. She knew she was already a pretty damn good jumper (you had to be, to avoid things trying to take out your legs), but she thought that if she could get more height, she could conquer so many problems – from attacking enemies taller than her to getting things off high shelves. If only there was a way to jump while jumping – to leap again in midair to get even more altitude. . . A double jump, she supposed you’d call it. She’d take that in a heartbeat.
A triple or quadruple jump, even faster.
19. Sundress
Date: 2012-06-04 01:35 am (UTC)Notes: Jennifer makes an appearance! I'm hoping to use her and Clara a bit more in these drabbles. Her dress here is supposed to invoke her main outfit from the trilogy a bit. (Incidentally, she's a Claudia Wells Jennifer.)
“Hey, Jennifer – wow, that dress looks great! New?”
“Yup,” Jennifer said with a smile. She did a little turn to show it off to best advantage. “Just got it the other day. I told Dad I desperately needed some new summer clothes. The old stuff was just way too hot.”
“I like it,” Marty said, looking over the light blue dress with multicolored flowers scattered over the skirt. Then he smirked at her. “Makes you look too hot.”
“Oh stop it,” Jennifer said, giving his arm a light, playful whack. “If my dad hears that, he’ll make me return it.”
56. Picnic basket in a field of yellow dandelions, dandelion chain, blue sky
Date: 2012-06-04 01:38 am (UTC)Notes: This is based off of the book Alice considering making a daisy chain at the beginning of Alice's Adventures In Wonderland and the Disney Alice actually doing so. Why can't this Alice enjoy it as well?
“Where did you learn to weave chains of flowers like that?”
Alice gave her husband only the briefest of glances as she knotted a little hole in the stem of another dandelion. “From my mother,” she said, slipping another flower’s stem through it, then repeating the process. “She and I spent lots of time together making little bracelets and necklaces from flowers.” She tied the ends of her chain together, forming a circlet. “Maybe one day – I can teach our daughter.”
“Would you m-mind teaching your husband in the meantime?”
Alice smiled at him. “Not at all. It’s pretty simple. . . .”
11. day trip
From:23. straw hat
From:26. slide
From:36. climb
From:54. turtle
From:77. A pile of luggage set up before a large map
From:81. Author's choice: choice
From:82) Author's choice: instrument
Date: 2012-06-15 01:23 am (UTC)Notes: I dunno why, but Chester playing the guitar just seems right to me. It lets him be musical while also being different from his dad. Victor does get to teach one of his kids his favored instrument, though -- Vincent takes to it pretty quickly.
“You – want to learn the guitar?”
Chester smiled at his father’s rather confused face. His dad always had the funniest expressions. (Of course, the humor was undercut slightly by the knowledge that he had the exact same ones.) “I do. I know you wanted to teach me piano, but – well, hearing Marty play. . . .” He searched for the exact words to describe the thrill he’d gotten, listening to the music. The excitement that had raced down his spine.
His father seemed to understand already though. “I see. Well then – I think Marty wouldn’t mind giving you lessons.”
Chester grinned. “Thanks Dad.”
83) Author's choice: overstimulation
Date: 2012-06-15 01:31 am (UTC)Notes: Written for the 6/14/2012
Nurse Vivian’s least favorite part of her job was changing the bandages on young burn victims. No matter how gentle she was, the children always cried from the pain. It made her feel absolutely helpless. How could you effectively treat someone when even the slightest touch could cause them agony?
When Alice had been brought in, Vivian had been horrified to see the extent of her burns. She’d braced herself for the first bandage change, certain she would have to deal with screams like she’d never heard before.
Alice, however, remained completely silent through it all.
Somehow, that was worse.
84) Author's choice: escape
Date: 2012-06-17 08:26 pm (UTC)Notes: Just a little drabble on the crazy incident that sent Marty and Doc fleeing to Secundus in the first place. I originally had this for "staycation," but I thought up a better drabble for my interpretation of the prompt.
“What happened?”
“I don’t know! It wasn’t – we didn’t mean for anything to catch on fire!” Marty ran his hands through his hair. “And we definitely didn’t mean to piss off the mayor!”
“Yeah, he’s about ready to call for blood, little brother,” Dave commented. “If I were you, I’d get out of the country.”
“Actually, that’s a good idea,” George said. “How about you and Doc leave for your trip to Secundus a little early, Marty?”
“You actually want me to go to the Mad Science Capital of the World now?”
“They’re better prepared for this sort of mayhem.”
51) staycation
From:50) fish
From:6) plant
From:67) Four children around a campfire
From:85) Author's choice: letter
From:65) A cat licking a snowcone, with a tongue colored by the cone
From:14) bird
From:18) stars
Date: 2012-06-25 12:36 am (UTC)Notes: Hey, a Clara-related drabble! I was looking for inspiration when I saw this prompt and remembered Clara's astronomy hobby. And since I've barely done anything with her in these short fics yet. . . Her comment about diphtheria is from BTTF Part III -- she tells Doc the story when he comments on her being quite knowledgeable about lunar geography.
Clara Clayton loved the night sky. She’d said more than once that the one upside to getting diphtheria was being introduced to the wonders of the stars and moon. Perhaps astronomy wasn’t a usual hobby for women, but it was her passion. She spent hours at night gazing through her telescope, admiring those bright points of light.
The trouble was, she was always admiring them alone. Most people considered her strange for having any interest in science at all. She itched to share her thoughts with someone, but there was no one to listen.
Until Emmett Brown entered her life.
41) swimsuit
Date: 2012-06-25 12:44 am (UTC)Notes: Okay, this is just me and Victor being silly. In "Alice: Madness Returns," Alice has a dress called the Siren (http://alice.wikia.com/wiki/Siren) for the underwater area that has a seaweed necklace. I came up with a similar outfit for Victor that has a seaweed tie. So yeah, this is me playing around with that idea.
“Victor, what are you doing with that seaweed?”
“Adding a tie to my outfit.”
“. . .You’re wearing a swimsuit.”
“Yes, but I can’t be a proper gentleman without a tie, now can I?”
“I would say you’ve been out in the sun too long except I know for a fact you have to hide under our umbrella. Although I will say it’s impressive you can actually knot that into a tie.”
“Years of practice. If we are ever invited to a formal beach party, I will be prepared.”
“I suppose I should be too. Think this would make a good necklace?”
64) A sweaty man looking at a broken/off fan
Date: 2012-06-25 01:41 am (UTC)Notes: This one's slightly risque, so be warned! It's also inspired by the trio of hot days we recently had where I live -- ugh, it was smothering.
“Oooh. . . .”
Alice looked up as Victor collapsed next to her on the bed. “I thought you were going to do some work in your lab?”
Victor shook his head slowly. “It’s too hot,” he mumbled. “And far, far too humid. The only way I could do any work in the conservatory would be if I tried experimenting naked.”
Alice couldn’t help the grin that spread over her face as she pictured that. “Weeelll, we could always do our own little experiments. . . .”
“Really? Do you really think either of us has the energy?”
Alice considered the temperature and lowered her head. “No.”
74) A woman's lips holding a melting ice cube
From:16) popsicle
From:86) Author's choice: check
From:5) sultry
From:7) ship
From:38) arts and crafts
From:47) salt water taffy
From:60) Hands holding mixed berries
Date: 2012-07-02 01:32 am (UTC)Notes: It shouldn't have taken me as long as it did to realize this one should be all about everyone's favorite made-up fruit, squimberries. I took the name from Tim Burton's Alice In Wonderland, but the taste is all me.
Lewis beamed as he looked at the bushes. The branches seemed almost overloaded with bright red berries, each one looking about ready to burst with goodness. He hurried over to the field of burrows. “March!” he called down the leftmost one. “The squimberries are ripe!”
“Fantastic!” March appeared moments later, carrying a large basket. “Let us go get them!”
“Let’s!” It wasn’t long before the pair were busily stripping the bushes of their fruit. Alice joined them after a while, and between them, March’s basket quickly filled to overflowing.
Which naturally meant they had to eat the overflow, didn’t it?
62) Children playing in water from a fountain
Date: 2012-07-02 01:41 am (UTC)Notes: I wanted to start writing a bit about the kids from the other main couples in the Secundus-verse, so here's a short about Emily and Richard's adopted daughter, Charlotte. Or, well, who will become their adopted daughter at the time of this drabble.
“Come on, Charlotte! We’ve got to take you back now!”
Charlotte turned reluctantly toward Mrs. Dodgson. “Aww, but we’re having so much fun!”
“I know, but the orphanage wants you back by five o’clock,” Mrs. Dodgson said apologetically, holding out one skeletal hand. “The fountain will still be there tomorrow.”
Charlotte sighed. “Okay. . . .” She took Mrs. Dodgson’s hand. “Did they say anything about the paperwork yet?” she added hopefully.
“Not yet – but Violet seems to think we’ve got a very good chance,” Mrs. Dodgson said, smiling.
Charlotte smiled back. “Good. I want to be able to start calling you Mum.”
87) Author's choice: glasses
Date: 2012-07-02 01:45 am (UTC)Notes: For some reason, it amuses me to make an older Victor wear glasses. The joke of the piece was inspired by a Corpse Bride fic where Victoria, after asking one of her daughters where her corsets are (said daughter is playing flapper), says with horror that she's turning into her mother. Victor's response was to assure her he'd never let that happen. As for my Victor -- better William than Maudeline.
The opening of the front door alerted Alice to the fact her husband was home. She walked over to find Victor’s back to her, as he apparently stared at the front door. “Well?” she asked. “What did the optometrist say?”
Victor’s response was to turn around – and reveal he was wearing a pair of glasses. Along with a rather adorable sulky expression. Alice chuckled. “Oh, I see. Are they really worth the pout?”
“I feel like my father,” Victor mumbled, not looking at her.
Alice gently lifted his chin to meet his eyes. “Trust me – you’re miles better than William.”
55) wave
From:88) Author's choice: author
From:32) lake
From:89) Author's choice: traitor
From:90) Author's choice: anniversary
From:30) haze
From:33) charcoal
From:1) candle
Date: 2012-07-15 11:13 pm (UTC)Notes: The prompt that became "Author's choice: anniversary" was going to be here, but I decided it didn't relate enough to the prompt word. So instead I stole one of Victor's problems from his wedding rehearsal with Victoria in the movie and ran with it here. I think everyone's reactions serve as a nice contrast to canon -- and highlight what Victor's gained by staying in Secundus.
“With this candle. . .this candle. . .this candle. . . .”
Victor stared at the tapered candle in his hand. Why wouldn’t it light? He was starting to feel like an idiot, standing here touching it to the flame to no effect. What must his friends think?
“Must be a bad candle,” Marty said.
“I don’t know – any candle that keeps fire away from me seems like a good candle to me,” Alice joked.
“Don’t worry about it, Victor,” Father Gale said. “We’ll change candles later.”
Victor smiled. Good friends made all the difference. “With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. . . .”
21) blanket
Date: 2012-07-15 11:16 pm (UTC)Notes: Dunno why, but it popped into my head that I wanted to do something with Emily's resurrection for this one. Poor girl -- she did not have a good time of it when she first woke up. (And I wouldn't be surprised if she reacted similarly in canon.)
“Did it work?”
“Do you doubt my genius, Sally?”
“No, just – she doesn’t seem to be moving.”
“Hmm. Take off the blanket and let’s have a closer look.”
Sally obligingly removed the sheet covering the body. She felt a pang as she looked at it – a young woman wearing a wedding dress. Obviously she had a sad story to tell. If she’d even been brought back that is. She and Finklestein leaned over her, wondering and worried.
Abruptly, the woman’s eyes snapped open. Finklestein laughed maniacally. “You see! I told you--”
His gloating was cut off by the girl’s scream.
22) parade
Date: 2012-07-15 11:20 pm (UTC)Notes: I really wanted to do something about one of the characters reacting to the fact that most of their kids seem to be marrying each other. Marty was the obvious choice, given that both of his kids are marrying one of his best friends' kids. Yes, there is a rash of proposals in 1907 (when most of the kids are in their late teens/early twenties) -- the weddings themselves bleed into 1908.
“Okay, wait, let me see if I’ve got this straight,” Marty said. “Marlene, my daughter, is marrying Jules, Doc’s oldest son. Douglas, my son, is marrying Lorina, Victor’s daughter. Vincent, Victor’s younger son, is marrying Mabel, Victoria’s daughter. And Jonathan, Victoria’s son, is marrying Charlotte, Emily’s daughter.” He held up his hands. “I miss anybody?”
“I don’t think so,” Jennifer said.
“Right. So, basically, everybody’s kids are all marrying each other. Jules proposing set off a cascade effect.”
“I guess so,” Jennifer laughed. “Is it really a problem?”
“I just hope I have enough room for all the wedding cake.”
49) crab
From:69) A tent set up in a forest, by a stream
From:80) A mermaid lounging underwater
From:91) Author's choice: moonlight
From:92) Author's choice: missing you
From:93) Author's choice: twins
From:94) Author's choice: namesake
From:72) A silhouetted figure diving into a lake
Date: 2012-07-23 02:44 am (UTC)Notes: Oh, this one was inspired by fond memories of last year's drabble Author's Choice: stretch (http://8butterflyboy8.livejournal.com/3392.html?thread=26944#t26944). The idea of Alice asking him to stop being all flexible around her amused me deeply. XD It's mildly risque, but nothing that should do more than raise an eyebrow or two.
“Urgh – you can’t do that!”
Victor looked over at Alice, surprised. “Can’t do what?”
“You can’t do – the way you stretched yourself out before diving into the lake – Victor, do you know what that does to me?”
Victor blinked. “Um – no?”
Alice poked him, cheeks burning. God damn him for being so handsome! And so oblivious to same! “You cannot keep reminding me how bloody flexible you are. Otherwise I’m going to – suffice it to say, our wedding night won’t be all that special afterward.”
Victor’s eyes went wide. “W-wedding n-night?”
It was only then that Alice remembered Victor hadn’t actually proposed yet.
71) A Mayan temple (or Mayan-temple-themed waterslide), with a pool containing sharks
Date: 2012-07-23 02:48 am (UTC)Notes: Dunno where this one comes from, but it amuses me. Sexism in Secundus, especially to one Alice Liddell, never ends well. If you're wondering what it has to do with the prompt, I imagine the guy as obliviously going down the waterslide of doom, more or less.
“Well, it’s about time!”
Victor and Alice looked up at the stranger, surprised. “What?”
“About time you started doing womanly things!” the man continued, nodding at Alice. “I never approved of having a woman protecting our city. That’s man’s work. Now that you’re going to have a baby, you can devote yourself to motherhood and housewifery, like a proper girl.”
Alice’s eyes narrowed. “Really.”
“Oh yes,” the man said, oblivious to the danger. “Women are not meant--”
Victor managed to keep Alice from beating up the man too badly – and to ignore the part of him that wanted to join in.
58) A deck chair in a field of lavender flowers
From:40) lifeguard
From:27) boys of summer
From:4) coconut
From:8) sand
From:20) shades
From:37) air conditioning
From:42) stink
From:52) season
Date: 2012-07-30 10:50 pm (UTC)Notes: A sequel of sorts to "Author's choice: twins," in that I wanted to show the moment Marty learned one of his best friends was having twins too. And yes, there is a case of overlapping pregnancies here -- Douglas & Marlene, Vincent & Lorina, and Verne are all born in the same year, within a few months of a each other. So Jennifer, Alice, and Clara are all pregnant together in the spring. That must have been an interesting experience. . .
“Hey, Victor – whoa. Why the stunned look?”
Victor turned to his friend. “You’re not going to believe this.”
“Why not? What’s going on?”
“Alice and I just got back from the doctor.”
Marty felt a sudden chill. “Something’s not wrong with your baby, is there?”
Victor shook his head. “No, it’s just – we thought – and now it’s confirmed –”
“Victor, you’re killing me with all these pauses!”
Victor swallowed, then smiled. “Twins. We’re having twins. Just like you.”
“. . .Okay, I know it’s the season for all our wives to be pregnant, but I swear, if Clara ends up with twins too. . . .”
66) An inflatable pool with yellow ducks and fake 'blood', with the sign 'blood bath'
Date: 2012-07-30 10:54 pm (UTC)Notes: I always knew that I wanted this one to be about Alice being violent. I mean, the "blood bath" part demands it. But would you believe it took me until now to realize the threat should be killer ducks? (Maybe it took reading about evil chickens on a sporking community to get my brain in gear. . .)
Ducks. . .should never. . .in a million years. . .have teeth!
Alice breathed heavily as she faced down against the final monstrosity. It regarded her with a beady, bloodshot eye, snapping its fanged bill. Metallic, serrated feathers and long talons on its webbed feet finished off the image of a duck gone very, very wrong. It quacked loudly and charged at her.
Alice was ready, however, and drove her Vorpal Blade deep into the creature’s head. It convulsed for a moment, then collapsed. She sighed and looked at the street, drenched with blood. “I don’t envy whoever has to clean this up.”
95) Author's choice: Greek to me
From:13) tan
From:44) dive
From:73) A rusted truck sitting in a desert
From:78) A green beverage (mojito? Limeade?) at the beach
From:59) A lighthouse on craggy rocks
From:53) sun
From:46) sweet
From:2) scouts
Date: 2012-08-13 01:42 am (UTC)Notes: A two-for-one in focusing on less-used characters -- Christopher and his son Jonathan! I got this cute little bit of playtime from the fact that I have Jon idolizing his dad and wanting to be a lot like him when he grows up.
Christopher peered curiously at the pair of toy soldiers standing to attention just inside the door of the sitting room. “Have you come to life when I wasn’t looking?”
“Oh no! The advance scouts have been spotted!” Jonathan’s voice came from around the doorframe. “Quick, send in reinforcements!”
More soldiers appeared on the threshold, manipulated by little hands. Christopher smothered a laugh. “I seem to find myself outnumbered,” he said, sitting on the floor. “Does this mean I’m now a prisoner of war?”
Jonathan’s smiling face peeked out. “Don’t worry, Daddy. I think we can open peace negotiations with Mummy.”
24) tide
Date: 2012-08-13 01:47 am (UTC)Notes: I kind of had to do something for Victoria for this one, because of what she says in the movie when he parents force her into marrying Barkis: "Yesterday, I thought my wedding would be happy. Now I feel like I'm caught in the tide, pulled out to sea." I took that idea and ran with it.
For the longest time, Victoria had been an obedient child. When her parents wanted her to do something, she did it. When they didn’t, she didn’t. She was the tide and they the moon – they controlled whether she surged toward the shore or retreated toward the sea.
But on coming to Secundus, she’d discovered her rebellious side. And she’d discovered what fun it could be to choose your own path, to follow your heart’s desires instead of your parents’ demands. Of course, she still felt guilty from time to time.
But she preferred steering a boat to being the tide.
28) clambake
From:48) sour
From:75) A purple octopus in an underwater scene
From:96) Author's choice: graceful
From:97) Author's choice: fixed
From:34) smoothie
From:29) dandelion
From:9) cabana
From:3) doggie paddle
Date: 2012-08-19 05:57 pm (UTC)Notes: Surprised I didn't think of doing this about Scraps before. He was a great dog, but, even Victor would admit, sometimes a messy one.
“Come on, Scraps! Come here, boy!”
Scraps bounded up onto the shore of the little pond. “Now what inspired you to take a swim in there?” Victor asked, shaking his head at his wet dog. “You look like a drowned – ahh, don’t shake, don’t shake!”
But it was too late. Water and mud splattered everywhere, including all over Victor’s pants and jacket. He groaned softly as he looked down at himself. “Oh no. . .Mother’s going to let me have it when she sees this.”
Scraps barked, completely oblivious to the damage he’d caused. Victor frowned at him. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”
57) Driftwood coming out of the sand on a beach
Date: 2012-08-19 06:04 pm (UTC)Notes: This was something of a request by a friend of mine,
“So? How’d it go?”
“Shockingly well,” Victor said, sitting on the bed. “She wanted to know all about my life – even the parts I was sure she would find horrifying or distasteful. And I learned so much about hers in return. . . .” He suddenly laughed. “I have cousins! Three of them! Aunt Elaine’s going to give me their addresses so I can write.”
Alice smiled and pulled him close. “I’m glad. I was rather worried when you said you were meeting up with your mother’s sister.”
“Don’t be – apparently, the hidden branch of my family tree is the most sensible one.”
61) A busy beach at night, in a city, with fireworks overhead
From:68) A large sand dune with a single line of tracks crossing it
From:70) A city street at dusk, with open-air cafes
From:25) snorkel
From:98) Author's choice: thumbtack
From:17) sink
From:35) salt
From:39) grill
From:43) shell
Date: 2012-08-26 11:18 pm (UTC)Notes: This one was inspired by a convo my friend Rose and I had, where she wondered what would happen if Victor met Willy Wonka from Burton's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (it and Corpse Bride had overlapping filming schedules). I couldn't come up with anything featuring Victor and Willy actually meeting, so I decided news on the contest was the next best thing. (Besides, I have to admit -- I see Wilder!Wonka as more appropriate for Secundus. The factory would probably be a combination of Wilder and Depp, though.) How it relates to the prompt: "coming out of one's shell," which is what Wonka's doing a bit with this contest.
“Victor! Look at this!”
Victor abruptly had the front page of the Secundus Gears & Grind thrust in front of him. “‘Wonka Holding Contest To Enter Factory?!’”
“He sent a letter to the paper,” Alice nodded. “He’s wrapped golden tickets around five of his chocolate bars, with the intent of five children finding them. Whoever does wins a chance to go into the factory.” She smiled ruefully at him. “Too bad our Chester’s too young, hmm?”
“Too bad indeed,” Victor agreed. “I eat enough of Wonka’s chocolate – do you think I could pretend I’m a teenager?”
“Too famous, I’m afraid.”
79) A hammock hanging from a palm tree
Date: 2012-08-26 11:34 pm (UTC)Notes: I wasn't sure what to do with this one for a while, but eventually this came. I think it's an amusing exchange between Chester and his mother -- and I think anyone who either has a child with kids of their own, or is that child and has talked to their parents about raising kids, can relate to it. The hammock is the same one from last year's fic 51) hammock (http://8butterflyboy8.livejournal.com/3392.html?thread=28224#t28224) -- yes, Victor kept it even after his little "incident."
On days like today, Chester was very glad his father had given him their old hammock. He collapsed into it, letting the breeze rock him. Oh, he’d needed this. . .
A shadow fell over him. “Allison said I could find you out here.”
“Oh, hi Mum,” Chester said, sitting up. “I’m sorry, I forgot about our dinner. . . .”
“It’s all right. I’ve been told you’ve had a rather exhausting day.”
Chester groaned. “Chasing Walter everywhere, having Emma lose a shoe in the mud, both of them refusing to eat lunch. . .you don’t know the half of it!”
Moments later: “Mother, stop laughing.”
99) Author's choice: bunny
From:10) water
From:15) raft
From:31) clouds
From:45) tropical
From:63) Intense sunlight coming through a palm tree's fronds
From:76) Strings of multi-colored shells dangling
From:100) Author's choice: famous
From: