User blog:The Vaudevillain Veteran/The freak with a heart of gold: March Hare One Shot

Roll for waifu: March Hare

This one shot was inspired by Gnomehunter`s writing challenge, hope you enjoy!

It was currently an overcast day in the town of Grimsby. Most residents disliked the weather as it was often accompanied by a chilly wind. One resident of Grimsby didn't mind the weather though and in fact quite enjoyed it.

His name was Brandon Carter and for him the overcast weather brought a sense of ease to him. Perhaps because no one was outside to call him names he believed. Continuing to watch the weather from outside he spotted the birds flying away.

"Oh how I so wished I had your level of freedom." He silently muttered to himself.

"Brandon! Please come here!" A voice called out.

"I shall be there very soon mother." Brandon replied.

With a heavy sigh he slowly rose from his bed with the help of his trusty cane. For most people getting up from bed and dressing oneself was an extremely easy and simple task, however for Brandon due to his rare condition this was a somewhat difficult task to accomplish because he had what the doctors his mother took him to called 'Elephantitis' which caused most of body, particularly his head, hands and feet to swell to disproportionate sizes.

With his smaller hand Brandon used it to try and button up his shirt, with some success.

"Brandon, what's taking you so long?" His mother asked.

"Just getting dressed mother, I'm nearly done." Brandon answered.

After what seemed like an eternity Brandon finally managed to dress himself. Wasting no more time he walked to the kitchen using his cane for support.

His walk to the kitchen was a slow and steady one, as he could not move to quickly without the risk of accidentally injuring himself.

"Good morning mother." Brandon greeted as he sat down by the table.

"Good morning to you too Brandon. Here's some eggs and sausages. When you're done eating we will go buy supplies for the house." Brandon's mother explained.

"I almost forgot, happy birthday dear." His mother added as she kissed him on the cheek.

Brandon had forgotten today was his birthday, although truthfully speaking he didn't care. For most people it was a day to celebrate but to Brandon it was another day of his miserable existence.

Brandon ate and finished his meal in silence and departed for the store with his mother.

'There weren't too many people around, good' Brandon thought to himself. The chilly weather had it's pros, and this was one of them.

Brandon and his mother soon arrived at the town's general store. The owner looked visibly displeased at Brandon's presence but served them nonetheless.

Brandon and his mother went in and purchased their groceries without incident. Perhaps maybe today was his lucky day Brandon thought to himself.

He was sadly mistaken though, as a group of delinquents approached Brandon and his mother.

"Please leave us alone." Brandon asked calmly.

"Or what freak?" One of boys sneered. The jeers and insults quickly because physical as the boys started throwing Brandon and his mother with stones.

"Haha freak!"

"I bet your father was probably a monster." the third boy snickered.

The jeers and throwing of stones eventually ended when a scruffy looking man approached the trio.

"You boys must feel mighty proud of yourselves for attacking someone who can't defend themselves."

The man's fist met the boys nose which was now bloody.

"Crap run!" The delinquent ordered as he and his friends departed the scene shortly.

"Thank you sir." Brandon said.

"Yes thank you so much." His mother thanked as well.

"My pleasure, those punks had it coming to 'em" the man stated.

"I know it's not much, but this is a token of our gratitude." Brandon said as he handed the man a loaf of bread.

"Thank you for the bread son. It'll help me get through the next three days." The man expressed.

The man then pulled out a pistol from his jacket and pointed it towards Brandon and his mother.

"But unfortunately you and your mother have too many goods to pass up on. So if I suggest you give me everything you have." He commanded.

Not wanting to provoke the man Brandon and his mother gave him everything they had.

"See you later freak. Hahahaha" the man chuckled darkly as he departed with the groceries.

Later

Brandon and his mother made their way home without any further incident. They only had a little bread from the previous day and went to bed shortly after.

"Why was I born with this curse. I wish I was normal like everyone else. I wish I was in a place where I belonged." Brandon whispered to himself as tears formed in the corner of his eyes. After what felt like ages he finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

When Brandon woke up again he noticed he was not at his house anymore and was in some weird place with giant mushrooms. Brandon scanned his new environment and saw what was a woman with pink hair and pink bunny hears stare at him.

"Eeeee, there he is!" A feminine voice shrilled out as she hopped towards Brandon's position.

When the bunny woman was next to Brandom though her smile had dropped into a frown of sorrow.

"Hey there mister, are you alright?" She asked in concern.

"Yes, well actually no. I was born with a rare disease thaf caused me to become like.... this." Brandon explained.

"Is it painful?" She asked out of curiosity.

"Yes. Besides it being hell to just sleep, eat and do pretty much anything, my town has shunned me believing me a freak." Brandom explained with a hint of irritation in his voice.

"I don't think you're a freak. Come with me I can help-"

"Spare me the crap. I know you're lying. You'll just treat me like everyone else!" Brandon retorted.

The March Hare looked saddened at Brandon's accusation, and even teared up a little.

"My dear husband, why would you accuse me of something so despicable?" She asked hurt.

"Just leave me. I know you just think of me as some kind of freak. No woman would ever want to marry, nay be near me." Brandon said as more tears rolled down his face.

"I don't think you're a freak my husband. It's not the outside appearance that matters, it's who you are inside that makes you attractive." The March Hare explained.

"My name is Rosa. What is yours?" she added.

"Brandon"

"It is very nice to meet you Brandon. My friends and I are about to have a tea party, why don`t you come join us." Rosa suggested.

"I`d love to Rosa. My apologies for my brashness, It`s just that no one besides my mother has ever been so kind to me before." Brandon explained.

"It`s alright Brandon. I understand where you`re coming from." Rosa stated.

Without warning Rosa kissed Brandon on the lips and proceeded to help him up to his feet.

"I promise I`ll always love you Brandon, come let`s go to the tea party so I can introduce you as my husband!" Rosa stated happily as she carried Brandon on her back to the tea party.

Sitting around the table was a Cheshire Cat, Alice and Mad Hatter who were conversing with one another. Upon seeing Rosa carrying Brandon on her back they ceased speaking to one another and instead diverted their attention to Rosa and her new husband.

"Rosa you`re here, and I see you finally got yourself a husband!" The mad hatter spoke.

"Yes this is my husband Brandon. He told me he was born with a condition that caused him to be shunned by his entire town." Rosa revealed, placing Brandon on an empty chair.

"You poor soul." The Mad Hatter said.

"How could someone be so cruel?" the Alice asked.

"I know. He was so upset when I found him. But it`s okay, because I promised Brandon I would help cure his condition." Rosa said happily.

"Here Brandon eat this." Rosa instructed as she handed Brandon a pink biscuit. Having no reason to refuse Brandon ate it.

"By the gods it is delicious!" he said.

"It`s good huh? Here eat some more." Rosa instructed.

Brandon continue eating the biscuits until a purplish smoke enveloped him, Brandon was surprised at what was going on and went he felt his head... his head suddenly felt much much lighter now and when he placed his hand on his face it felt smooth.

"Rosa! My face! My body! It feels so much better!" Brandon expressed in delight.

The Mad Hatter smiled as she handed Brandon a mirror. "Here, what do you think?"

Brandon looked at his reflection in the mirror. Gone were the grotesque deformities he once had which was now replaced by a handsome young man with brown hair and blue eyes.

"T-Thank you guys, thank you so much Rosa!" Brandon stated in joy as he hugged Rosa and kissed her.

"You are most welcome my husband." Rosa cooed as she also kissed Brandon back.