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And the cat gave her a curt nod, approving of her pronunciation of his name, and not really minding the fact that she hadn’t repeated it. If she’d gotten it down, then he had no need.
“Charlotte… Is not mouse? But Charlotte likes cheese? Cheshire does not understand,” the cat commented, shaking his head. But nonetheless, he found that he indeed did have a piece of cheese somehow, though he had no clue as to how it had gotten there.
He handed it to Charlotte, waiting to see her reaction.
Of course, the moment the cheese appeared. The witch like doll began running around frantically, showing her obvious approval of the other. It seemed that now the Charlotte who wasn’t going to pronounce his name correctly all the time, would.
“Charlotte says,’CHARLOTTE iS HAPPY! THANK YOU!’”
In that moment, her face suddenly expanded until a long snake like object protruded out from within its now huge mouth. It raced towards the other, using its big blue tongue to lick the Cheese out of Cheshire’s hand and chomp it whole.
It gave Cheshire a quick wink and then returned within the little witches mouth. Where she snorted slightly.
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With a resigned sigh, he gave her a dull, unamused look and commanded, in a calmer voice, “Cheshire asks Charlotte to repeat after him. Cheshire is Cheshire, not Chesire. Does Charlotte understand?”
“Charlotte likes cheese? But Charlotte is not a mouse. Cheshire thought only mice liked cheese.”
Charlotte listened of course, but that did not mean Charlotte would do as she was told. The two did not always sync with one another well, and it seemed like one Charlotte was much more mischievous then the other.
“Charlotte says,’Charlotte will try to make Charlotte please Cheshire. Charlotte is not mouse. Charlotte is Charlotte. Charlotte likes cheese!’ Cheese, Cheese, Cheese!”
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At first, his bad mood clears up. But then… And our dear, little, short-tempered cat mentally snaps. “CHARLOTTE SAID CHESIRE AGAIN. CHESHIRE WILL GROW ANGRY AND CLAW YOUR VERY EYES OUT IF CHARLOTTE CALLS CHESHIRE CHESIRE EVER AGAIN.”
With that being said,
“No, Cheshire does not have cheese. Cheshire does not like cheese.” /shrug.
“Charlotte says,’CHARLOTTE iS SORRY CHESiRE iS CHESHiRE, CHARLOTTE DOES NOT MEAN iT! CHARLOTTE SAYS THiNGS WRONG A LOT! CHARLOTTE CANNOT HELP iT! CHARLOTTE iS CHARLOTTE, CHESiRE DOES NOT UNDERSTAND!’” A visible frown came on her face. And she tilted her head along with the male.
“Charlotte says,’Charlotte likes cheese.’”
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“CHESHIRE IS NOT CHESIRE, CHESHIRE IS CHESHIRE! CHESHIRE WONDERS WHY EVERYONE FORGETS THE SECOND H. CHESHIRE BELIEVES IT’S NOT THAT DIFFICULT TO REMEMBER.”
“Charlotte says,’CHARLOTTE iS SORRY! CHESHiRE iS CHESHiRE! CHARLOTTE WiLL REMEMBER CHESHiRE is CHESiRE! Does Cheshire have cheese?’”
