hello there everybody this is my very first time doing my own fanon called pops in wonderland based on the 1951 disney movie alice in wonderland and with the help of my friend roxigirl525 thank you so much friend for helping me doing this with me friend and don't worry they'll be more coming up soon i just need to have the next part of this fanon ok? and now enjoy this fanon :3
(the fanon begins in the park, and everybody is working today and the new employee name becca is taking a break from her work and she starts to read her book until sees someone coming this way, she waved at her boyfriend name pops and he waved back at her)
pops: hello becca
becca: hello pops what'cha doing?
pops: oh i was just checking up on you see if your doing anything that's all what are you doing?
becca: i'm just taking my break and reading my book that's all
pops: ooh a book what's the name of that book love?
becca: it's call alice in wonderland and it's a good book too
pops: oooh good show i just adore fairy tales can i read with you?
becca: yes my good man you can read with me (he sits next to her and they begin to read the book until pops is being curious)
pops: um becca
becca: yes pops
pops: this story doesn't have any pictures at all
becca: that's because it doesn't have any pictures at all silly (she smiles at him) just words i use my imagination when i read this book, and besides some people do use there imaginations and some people don't that's all my love
pops: oh ok but how come they don't put any pictures in the book and why are there any pictures in the book at all?
becca: well they do have pictures in the stories but only in kids stories though i'm sorry
pops: it's ok it's not your fault but you know what i wish for?
becca: yes what do you wish for love?
pops: well i wish for all the books to have pictures in all the books and in my world the books will be nothing but pictures
becca: (giggles) your world what nonsense pops well i better get back to work i'll see you after i'm done working take care love (she walks off to go back to work and giggling of what he said to her, while pops sits where he's at)
pops: hmp i thought that was good wish (he gets up and go to the garden and thinking about of what she said about nonsense) hmm she is right about that and if i had a world of my own, everything will be nonsense. nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. and contrariwise, what it is, it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. and in my world they wouldn't 'hello'. they say 'yes, sir pops. and they would! they'd be just like people, and all the other animals too. why in my world...(he sits down on the grass surrounded by flowers and he begins to sing about his own world) cats and rabbits, would reside in fancy little houses, and be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers. in a world of my own (he lays on the ground with his hands behind his head and he continue to sing) all the flowers would have very extra special powers, they would sit and talk to me for hours, when i'm lonely in a world of my own. (he hears a blue bird chirpping and he stands up still siting on the grass) there'd be new birds, lots of nice and friendly how-de-do birds, everyone would have a dozen blue birds, within that world of my own. i could listen to a babbling brook and hear a song, that i could understand. (we see him laying on the grass on the front side looking at the butterfly landing on the flower) i keep wishing it could be that way, because my world would be a wonderland. (he stops singing and he sees the character that looks like rigby, and rigby looks like he's wearing fancy clothes, a waistcoat and a watch and he begins to be curious about this) oh my what's rigby doing over there i better go and talk to him (he gets and starts walking over to rigby) rigby what are you doing my good man?
rigby: (he looks at his watch) holy cow i'm late, i'm late, i'm late (he starts to run leaving pops curious)
pops: now this is curious! what could rigby possibly be late for? please, rigby!
rigby: i'm late, i'm late, for a very important date! no time to say hello, goodbye! i'm late, i'm late, i'm late!
pops: it must be awfully important, like a party or something! good show rigby! wait!
rigby: no,no,no,no,no,no,no, i'm overdue. i'm really in a stew. no time to say hello, goodbye! i'm late, i'm late, i'm late! (pops sees rigby going inside the large rabbit hole and he kneels down to see what the rabbit hole's inside looks like)
pops: oh my, what a peculiar place to have a party. (he goes inside the rabbit hole while he talks to himself) but i really shouldn't...uhh...uhh...doing this...after all, i haven't been invited! and curiousity often leads to troubl-l-l-e-e-e! not again! (he falls into the rabbit hole, and he's floating downwards inside and he looks down at the bottom but all he can see is nothing but darkness down near) ...oh! well, after this i shall think nothing of falling down stairs! (he continues to fall downwards, he then sees a lamp and turns it on, and it's starts to lighting up the rabbit hole. he looks around being curious, he then sees the book on the table and reads a little of it, he then looks at the farther clock, he then sits on the rocking chair, he was confused at first but he shrugs and he starts to relax in the chair) oh! ahhh... (he rocks the chair too long causes him to slip off the chair) oh my, goodness! what if i should fall right through the center of the earth... (he starts to fall fast and he screamed a little, but he's fall stops going fast and goes back being slow but he turn upside down) oh, and come out the other side, where people walk upside down. oh. but that's silly. nobody...(his fall finally stops and he's foot is on the pole.)oh my! (he sees rigby running away, and he gets his foot off of the pole) oh, ha ha. oh, (he starts to chase rigby down the hall) rigby! wait! please! (he continues to chase rigby until rigby was nowhere in sight, he looks around a little bit until he hears a door shut and he opens the first door and the second door and the third and forth door, and he kneels down and crawls inside and sees a empty room inside) curiouser and curiouser! (he sees rigby going inside the small door behind the curtain, he opens the curtain and he was about to open the small door until)
pops: (he yelp and jump back when he heard the doorkob says something) oh my, i beg your pardon.
doorkob: oh, oh, it's quite all right. but you did give me quite a turn!
pops: you see i was following...(he was cut short when it was talking)
doorknob: rather good, what? doorknob, turn?
pops: please, my good man.
doorknob: well, one good turn derserves another! what can i do for you? (pops kneels down to ask it if rigby is on the other side of the small door)
pops: well, i'm looking for my friend rigby. so, um, if you don't mind...
doorknob: uh? oh! (it opens it's mouth, and pops sees rigby on the other side of the small door)
pops: there he is! good show, i simply must get through! (he was about to open the door but it stops him from opening the door)
doorknob: sorry, you'er much too big. simply impassible.
pops: you mean impossible?
doorknob: no, impassible. nothing's impossible! (pops gave a confused look on his face and he rise his bow by it's confusion) why don't you try the bottle on the table?
pops: table? (he turns and sees the table appeared with the bottle on the table) oh! (he gets up and walk towards to the table and reads the bottle that says drink me on the bottle)
doorknob: read the directions, and directly you'll be directed in the right direction. he he he!
pops: 'drink me'. hmmm, better look first. for if one drinks much from a bottle marked 'poison', it's almost certain to disagree with one, sooner or later.
doorknob: beg your pardon!
pops: i was just giving myself some good advice. but... (he drinks a little sip of the bottle) ooh, tastes like oh...cherry tart... (he starts to shrink by drinking the bottle and he took a sip again) custard... strawberry jam... roast turkey... (he continues to shrink and continues to drink until he was the perfect size to get through the door) goodness! what did i do?
doorknob: ho ho ho ho! you almost went out like a candle! (pops walks back to the door in his small size)
pops: but look! i'm just the right size! (he was about to open the door again but it stops him again)
doorknob: oh, no use! ha ha ha ha. i forgot to tell you, ho ho ho ho! i'm locked!
pops: oh no! (he put his hand on his face from disapointed himself)
doorknob: ha ha ha, but of course, uh, you've got the key, so... (it was cut short when pops says something)
pops: what key?
doorknob: now, don't tell me you've left it up there! (pops turns and the key appears on the table)
pops: oh, dear! (he runs to the table and tries to climb on the table to get the key, but the table was slippery and he slides down and lands back on the floor, and he look like he was about to give up) what ever will i do?
doorknob: try the box, naturally. (the box appeared to pops and pops looks at the box)
pops: oh my! (he opens the box and he sees cookies inside the box) ooh cookies well, hello there! (he picks one cookie out of the box, but he is curious that it says eat me) 'eat me'. all right. but goodness knows what this will do... (he eats the cookie and he starts to grow big) wow, wow, wow, wow, wow! oh my! (he continues to grow big until he hit his head on the ceiling, he was now 9 feet tall and his foot has it's face making it hard for it to talk and for him to understand what it's saying)
doorknob: whtwhsthswwdthdwd! (pops lift his foot up, so he can hear what it saying to him)
pops: what did you say?
doorknob: i said: 'a little of that went a long way'! ha ha ha ha!
pops: well, i don't think it's so funny! (he begins to cry, sense he's 9 feet tall his tears are big like you can filled the tears in a empty jug) now- now i do never get ou-out!
doorknob: oh, come on now. crying won't help.
pops: i know, but i-i-i just can't stop! (he continues to cry but cry loud though, leaving the doorknob helpless by pops' big tears)
doorknob: hey, hey you! bwbwlwbbwlwbl! say, this won't do at all! (pops couldn't hear what it's saying because he's still crying) you, you up there, stop! (pops still couldn't hear what it saying, and he puts his hands on his face) stop, i say! (it sees the bottle floating right next to pops, and it tells pops to drink the bottle) oh look! the bottle, the bottle... (pops sees the bottle, picks it up and drinks the bottle. he's then shrunk down the same size he was before and landed inside the now empty bottle, and he stops crying)
pops: oh dear, i do wish i hadn't cried so much.
doorknob: glpglpglp... (it draws all of pops' tears through it's mouth, and pops goes through the key hole with him inside the bottle. now pops is swimming the sea of tears and he hears someone singing, he turns and sees someone sailing through the sea of tears with someone singing)
dodo: oh, the sailor's life is the life for me, how i love to sail on the bounding sea, and i never never ever do a thing about the weather for the weather never ever does a thing for me. oh, a sailor's life is a life for me, tiddle um (dodo blows it's nose with it's napkin and it continues to sing) tiddle dum dum dee! and i never ne... (dodo stops singing and sees land, pops thought it sees him, but he waves at it to see if the dodo sees him and help him too.) ahoy! and other nautical expressions! land ho, by jove!
parrot: where away, dodo?
pops: dodo?, i thought those things were extinct.
dodo: three points to starboard. follow me, me hearties! have you at port no time at all now, haha! oh... (dodo and parrot swam away to dry land and they didn't see pops when he was waving for them to help him but they were long gone)
pops: mister dodo! my good man!
dodo: johoho, and a bottle of sea, we love each time... (pops try to call dodo for it to help him, but dodo didn't hear him because dodo was far away and it was singing too)
pops: please! please help me! ... ( he then sees other animals trying to get to dry land, and he also try to call the other animals to help him too. but they also didn't hear him too.) um, pardon me, but uh, would you mind helping me? please? (the other animals still didn't hear him because they'er trying there best to get to dry land.) yoo ho! yoo ho! help me! please! (the wave made the empty bottle and him flip over, but he's still inside the bottle and the bottle floats back up but has water inside the bottle) help me! (he gets back up and sees every other animals on dry land running around the big rock, where the dodo is standing on the big rock and has a small fire next to it while the dodo and other animals are singing)
dodo: forward, backward, inward, outward, come and join the chase! nothing could be drier then a jolly caucus-race. backward, forward, outward, inward, bottom to the top, never a beginning there can never be a stop to skipping, hopping, tripping, fancy free and gay, i started it tomorrow and will finish yesterday. round and round and round we go, and dance for evermore, once we were behind but now we find we are be- (pops gets out of the bottle, but stands on top of it. and the waves made the bottle move again making pops to fall and landed in the water, luckily he landed on dry land but his face is in the ground because of the other animals was continuing to run and playing there silly game. he tried his best to get up but the animals kept on running on him) forward, backward, inward, outward, come and join the chase! nothing could be drier then a jolly caucus-race. for backward... (it sees pops trying to get up still but couldn't still) i say! you'll never get dry that way!
pops: get dry?
dodo: have to run with the others! first rule of a caucus-race, you know!
pops: (he finally gets up and tries to dry himself off while he's talking to dodo) but how can i... (the waves comes in making him start to run with the other animals)
dodo: that's better! have you dry in no time now!
pops: no-one can ever get dry this way!
dodo: nonsense! i am as dry as a bone already.
pops: yes, but... (the waves comes back again and made the water look higher)
dodo: all right, chaps! let's head now! look lively!
pops: (when the water clear away, he wasn't running but he was on top of the toucan's beak. but then he sees rigby swimming in the sea and rigby is now on dry land) my friend rigby! rigby my good man! ri- rigby!
rigby: (he looks at his watch again to see what time is it) whoa, dude! i'm late! i'm late! (he starts to run)
pops: oh, don't go away! i'll be right back! (he moves his one leg for him to jump off the toucan, when he jump off the toucan he landed on the ground not a scratch on him. but he brush his hands and his knees to get rid of the sand off of him, and he starts to chase after rigby)
rigby: i'm late! i'm late! i'm late! (he continues to run, and pops continues to chase him, leaving dodo playing the silly game it and the other animals are playing the game)
dodo: don't step on the fish! eric, there, won't you there stop kicking that mackerel! william... (pops can no longer hear dodo talking because he's chasing his friend rigby)
pops: (he continues to chase rigby, until he lost rigby again and he's now in the woods trying to call out for rigby) rigby! oh, rigby my good man! oh dear, i'm sure he came this way. do you suppose he could be hiding? (he begins searching for rigby, but something is watching him while he tries to find rigby) hmmm... not here. (he kneels down to see if rigby is in a hollow log) i wonder... (he goes inside the log, while the two strange persons look at each other and walk to the other side of the log. he then gets out of the log but rigby wasn't in the log, he gets up and brush himself off) no, i suppose he must have... (he turns and gasps at the two strange person) oh! why, what peculiar little figures! (he looks at the two strange person's shirt tag reads there names) tweedle dee... and tweedle dum! (he pokes at tweedle dee making it honk like a horn)
tweedle dee: if you think we'er wax-works, you ought to pay, you know! (it bumps to tweedle dum, making it honk like a horn too)
tweedle dum: contrariwise, if you think we'er alive you ought to speak to us! (it bumps to tweedle dee again, and they start to dance while bump to each other and they stop dancing)
dee & dum: that's logic!
pops: well, it's been nice meeting you. ta-ta! (he was about to leave, until tweedle dee and tweedle dum made him stop)
dee: your beginning backwards!
dum: aye, the first thing in a visit is to say: (both of them start to a short song while both of them hold pops' hands and dancing around) how do you do and shake hands, shake hands, shake hands. how do you do and shake hands and state your name and business. (both of them stop singing and they let go of pops' hands and made pops fall on the ground)
dee &dum: that's manners!
pops: really? well, my name is pops my good mans and i'm following my friend rigby. so... (he stops again by dee &dum, so both of them want to play with him)
dee: you can't go yet!
dum: no, the visit has just started!
pops: i'm very sorry... (he tries to leave, but they can't make him go through)
dum: do you like to play hide-and-seek?
dee: or button-button, who's got the button?
pops: (he has his eye brows raised up because he didn't know what's the second game is? but he shrugged it off and tries to leave again) no, thank you. (he's stop by dee & dum again)
dee: if you stay long enough we might have a battle! (dee & dum started to fight each other, but pops doesn't want to)
pops: that's very kind of you, but i must be going.
dee & dum: why?
pops: because i am following my friend rigby!
dee & dum: why?
pops: well, i-i'm curious to know where he is going!
dum: ohhhh, he's curious! tsk! tsk! tsk! ts!...
dee: the oysters were curious too, weren't they? (dee whispered to dum of what he said, when pops heard what dee says to dum pops becomes curious about that story and he comes back to hear about that story)
dum: aye, and you remember what happened to them...
dee & dum: poor things!
pops: why? what did happened to the oysters? ( dee & dum made a grin behind pops and both of them play along acting like they don't want to tell him the story)
dee: oh, you wouldn't be interested.
pops: but i am! i just love to hear stories especially my girlfriend becca's stories.
dum: oh, no you'er in much too much in a hurry!
pops: well, perhaps i could spare a little time... (both of them change there minds and had a smile on there faces)
dee & dum: you could? well... ( both of them made pops sit on the log, so he can hear there story. and both of them begin to tell there story)
(to be continued)