Lexi here! Or Alexis as some of you call me. Or Ms. Blanket as that one person called me.

So, like the last vote, I decided that I would just let this chapter be written by someone else. So I had to pick someone from my oh so large range of friends who write.

And T was busy so he kindly, yet firmly, turned me down.

So this chapter shall be written by the lovely, red headed, smexy, After_Dusk-CH!

-lexi<3
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You stood in your room with the three girls waiting for your answer. You knew that no matter what you did, two of them would be dissapointed. And after your date with Cerise, you would feel bad for not going with her.

Then again, both Lizzie and her would be greatly usept if you just took a nap with Brair (though it would be a great time to get some more backstory). But Lizzie and you had gotten so much closer during the whole Jabberwock situation.

Even if she didn't remember it.

But you had to make a choice. And you did.

Y/N: I, could go for some tea. I rather relax than get hyped up. And I don't think I'll be able to sleep.

Cerise seemed dissapointed, but didn't say anything. Briar sighed and laid back down, almost immediately falling asleep again.

Lizzie: Then it is settled. We shall have tea time in the Grove.

Y/N: Yeah.

You looked to Cerise.

Y/N: You could come to, if you want.

Cerise held her arms and looked down at her feet.

Cerise: No. You two have fun. I, uh, just remembered that I had stuff to do. I'll see you guys tomorrow.

Before you could stop her, she left the room. Her shoulders were slumped and her head hung low. You felt a ping of guilt in your gut, but your choice was made.

And it was the right one. #TEAMLIZZIE!

Ahem. Sorry. Narrators aren't supposed to pick favorites. Even guest Narrators.

Lizzie: Come along, then. Tea time waits for no one!

It did not!

You sat across from Lizzie at the small round table where a tea set was waiting. The tea was fresh and the smell alone calmed your senses. Definitely something you needed right now.

The Grove itself was back to it's usual, wonderful self with bright flowers and beautiful colors. It looked like an art piece against a backdrop of the green grass and brown trees. The sun shined through the thin leaves perfectly, giving ample lighting even at night when the moon took it's place.

Small animals like bunnies and squirrels ran and played near the edge of the Grove. Some even inside, though they never got too close to Lizzie and whatever she was doing. And, of course, the hedgehogs that wondered aimlessly around.

So many hedgehogs.

Lizzie: One cube of sugar or two?

Y/N: Just one will do.

Lizzie dropped two cubes of sugar into your tea.

Y/N: Why did you even ask?

Lizzie handed you your tea and took her own. She put no sugar into her tea. You actually slightly cringed when you saw her take a sip.

Lizzie: Off with it's head!

Translation: Mm. Refreshing.

You took a quick sip of your own tea, wincing at how much sugar was in it, but you set it down. You folded your hands and decided to use this time to discuss recent events. Such as the fact that three new Ozzians will be attending Ever After High.

Y/N: Lizzie.

Lizzie: Y/N.

Y/N: I feel like we should talk about our new situation. Regarding my friends transferring here.

Lizzie: Indeed. I do not like them.

Well, you couldn't say she wasn't honest.

Y/N: I know. That's the situation.

Lizzie: How is my not liking them a situation? Wonderland and Oz have always waged a rivalry between each other. It's simply the matter of principle.

She took another sip.

Y/N: But it doesn't have to be. Me and you are friends after all, aren't we?

Lizzie eyed you.

Lizzie: Never say that in front of anyone. As the future Queen of Hearts.....

Y/N: I know, I know.

Lizzie: And on top of that, you're a pirate!

Y/N: I used to be a pirate. And even then, I never really robbed anyone......that didn’t deserve it.

Lizzie wasn't amused.

Y/N: Look, what I'm trying to say is that we're all in the same situation.

Lizzie: How so?

Y/N: Well, you guys can't go back to Wonderland. We can't go back to Oz. Ever After is our home now and we're all stuck here together. Why make it worse by fighting over some old, pointless feud?

Lizzie considered your words. Really considered them. This was surprising to you. You figured you would have to plea the case a bit more before she even stopped firing back excuses.

Lizzie: I understand what you are trying to say.

Y/N: You do?

Lizzie: I do. However, I cannot speak for Maddie or Kitty. I can try my best to use my power to keep them in control, but they seem to disregard my authority far too often for my liking. And those friends of yours don't seem like they want to get along either.

Y/N: You let me worry about them. They're my friends, but they do respect me as a leader as well. I can keep them from snapping off your heads.

Lizzie: And if you don't, it'll be off with their heads.

Y/N: I will personally hand them to you.

You both smiled at each other. Then, you started to laugh. Lizzie didn’t laugh, you didn't know if she ever did, but she did smile.

Y/N: So, do we have a deal?

Lizzie: It is a tready.

Y/N: Good enough for me.

You took another sip of your tea, still wincing at the amount of sugar. Lizzie just drank hers with no issue.

Lizzie: I must admit, I never took you to be a pirate.

Y/N: Still not a pirate. I just helped them on the ship and helped fund expeditions.

Lizzie: Is there a way to get to Wonderland with a ship?

You shook your head. You didn't know of a shore in Wonderland where a ship could land. Or even if Wonderlandian waters were safe enough to pass through.

There was actually a lot that you didn't know about Wonderland, now that you really thought about it.

Y/N: Lizzie? Could you tell me a bit about Wonderland?

Lizzie thought about it. It would be seemingly if a Queen spoke highly of her country, especially to a rival land, but she didn’t like doing things without something in return.

Lizzie: Under one condition.

Y/N: Okay, then. What's the condition?

Lizzie: You tell me about Oz. I know almost nothing about it.

Y/N: Okay. What do you know about?

Lizzie: That you are from there. That, and that your accents are funny.

You frowned. You actually liked your accent. And to counter, you thought the Wonderlandian accent was weird. It sounded too fancy sometimes.

Y/N: Alright. You tell me something, and I shall return the favor.

Lizzie: Agreed. Now, where to start?
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Lizzie: You lie.

Y/N: I do not.

Lizzie: The Emerald City was truly made entirely of Emeralds?

Y/N: Absolutely. The insides had stone but it was mostly Emeralds mined from the mountains in the East. It was a show of power, but that was way before my dad's time.

Lizzie was actually fascinated by what you told her. Likewise, you were in awe at how truly bizarre Wonderland was. It was like you were both trying to out-weird each other.

The only difference was that you had left Oz when you were only 6. Lizzie got to say in Wonderland until she was 14.

Lizzie: I must ask you a question.

Y/N: Ask away.

Lizzie: You are the same age as the rest of the second year student body, yes?

You nodded.

Y/N: I am 15, yes.

Lizzie: I see. Now, when is your birthday?

Lizzie noticed your posture shift. You were uncomfortable by her question. Or, perhaps you weren't expecting it?

Y/N: That's.....I don't really celebrate it.

Lizzie: When is it?

Y/N: Doesn’t matter. I don't...I don't do birthdays.

You were avoiding giving her a straight answer. Lizzie got up and walked over to you. She then slapped her hands onto your cheeks without warning. She didn't let go either.

Lizzie: Answer the question!

Y/N: Why?!

Lizzie: Because I commanded you to!

She began to pull on your head with made you groan in pain. Lizzie had figured the best way to make you comply was by hurting you like that Jane girl did earlier.

Y/N: That hurts!

Lizzie: When is your birthday?!

Y/N: May!

Lizzie: May what?!

Y/N: May 10th!

Lizzie let you go. You rubbed your cheeks.

Y/N: Don't do that!

Lizzie: Jane does.

Y/N: Jane is a jerk!

Lizzie: Then I shall be a jerk as well. You are far too stubborn about your past. You claim we are friends yet you do not do anything that a friend should do.

You were about to object, but stopped.

Y/N: What should a friend do?

Lizzie crossed her arms.

Lizzie: They tell their friends things about themselves. Even when they don't want to hear it. Friends don't keep secrets either. You never told me that you were a pirate.

Y/N: Still never was a pirate.

Lizzie: You didn't tell me when your birthday was, you still have yet to tell me why you wear that ring at all times, and you have never told me those pointless little things like your favorite color or what shape you prefer or how you peel your bananas.

You stared at her for a moment. Did she really care about that stuff? You just figured that those were things that just came up naturally.

You realized that you still didn't know how relationships of any kind worked. You were still just as naive as you were when you first got here.

Lizzie: I do not like how you close yourself off.

Y/N: You do it too.

Lizzie: But I didn't when I fought the Jabberwock.

You lifted your head. You stared at Lizzie who had her back to you.

Y/N: You....You remember that?

Lizzie: My dreams are never so real. And I never dream of boys. I also have the cut on my head. My crown was ruined.

She turned back to you. Sadness in her eyes.

Lizzie: I nearly forgot everything. I had friends. Then, I lost them. I almost lost you.

Y/N: Lizzie.....

Lizzie: Why have you never told anyone that your mother was the Wicked Witch?

You sighed. You figured this would come up eventually.

Y/N: Because......because that would complicate things. In more ways than one. I am the heir to the title of Ruler of Oz, but I'm was never meant to be the next Wicked Witch.

You stood up and walked over to her.

Y/N: That day, during the Fall of Oz, I died.

Lizzie: But you're alive.

Y/N: Yes, I am. But that was because I....I made a deal that came with a terrible cost.

You looked down at your ring, gently playing with it.

Y/N: My mother was the Wicked Witch. My...my brother was supposed to take her place. But he died during the attack. In order to save at least one of us, the Good Witch, Ruby's mother, casted a spell. It made us one, in a way.

You slowly reached up and tappes your fake eye. Lizzie had always wondered why it looked ever so slightly different from your real one, but she always figured it was just a birthmark situation. Like her mother.

Y/N: He's trapped in my body. The ring stops him from coming loose. But, one day, I won't be able to stop him.

Lizzie: What do you mean?

Y/N: He....the Wicked Witch's power will eventually consume my mind and body. I will become her, in a sense. I will carry both burdens of being the Ruler of Oz, and it's greatest enemy.

Lizzie: That makes no sense. How could you be both?

You smiled a bit. It had to be bad if a Wonderlandian was telling you that this made no sense.

Y/N: I.....nevermind. I guess it doesn't make much sense. Sorry, I....

You trailed off. Why were you saying all of this? What was the point?

Lizzie: Look at me.

You did. She stared into your eyes for a moment. Then, she nodded.

Lizzie: I have declared that you have very good eyes.

You raised a brow.

Lizzie: I like them. Should anyone make fun of them, it'll be off with their heads!

She waited to see your reaction. You just smiled. Then you laughed.

Y/N: You are truly.....wonderful, Lizzie.

Lizzie smiled as well. She didn't really understand your situation, but she did understand that it was a burden you had to bare. And as the future Queen of Hearts, she understood how rough it could be.

So, if she could ease you pain, even just for a bit, she will try her best.

Lizzie: Now, tea time is over.

Y/N: Yeah. We should head back. I'm sure everyone is looking for me now.

Lizzie nodded. You started to head off, but Lizzie stopped you. She grabbed your arm and yanked you back. You stumbled, but caught yourself before you could fall.

Y/N: What are you....

You were silenced by a sudden kiss on the cheek. Lizzie pulled away and pushed you ahead, walking past you without a single word.

You stood there, a bit bewildered, before you touched the spot she had kissed you.

You then smiled.

Y/N: I guess this is better than a beheading.

As you followed Lizzie back, she smiled to herself. She had never kissed a boy like that before. She didn't mind it as much as she thought she would.

The End Is Just The Beginning....
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Everyone give it up to After_Dusk-CH! Good job! Is your dad single yet? If he is, send him my number.

Anyway, there you have it. The Lizzie date chapter. And a bit of new lore dropped in as well.

Also, Necessary_Chaos has a nice butt. Very firm. Very round. Very slapable. And he's single, ladies.

Til next time.

Lexi out!

-lexi<3