Moral in Wonderland

Word count: 586

Warnings: Pure crack.

Rating: T

Once upon a time lived a particular human. He had a strange sense of kindness. The kindness, which wanted to create equality in the world, and gave coats to little boys in rainy weather, but collected brains in jars, found fun in killing unworthy people and experimented creating super powers.

The man possessed a long white mane, rivalling that of the famous Prince of Mirkwood, amethyst red eyes shiny with unappalled great ambitions and the sharp teeth of a shark. Perhaps some of his relatives were elves, and he had sharks as cousins twice removed.

Ah, this mystery remains unsolved to today!

Nonetheless our reluctant hero saw a hurrying white rabbit with a pocket-watch /No the rabbit isn't secretly a timelord this time!/, or the better word would be a white rabbit-boy, unexpectedly resembling the milk of human kindness, the most worthy human, who ever walked on Earth!

No it isn't Mother Theresa! No the Spaghetti Monster doesn't count! No Buddha or George Carlin either!

It was Nice-kun himself!

Moral's heart began to beat faster from the sight.

"Oh, shit! I'm so late! I'm ultra-super late!" screamed rabbit-Nice with a bored face idiotically. Hmm, or was it passive-aggressively nonchalant?

It wasn't important because Nice-kun decided to bend to law of psychics! Yes, we are talking of the psychics of Newton! No, string-theory, quarks or white holes necessary! But just in case press the speed dial to Stephen Hawking, if you are unsure to continue, or if you want to listen to fascinating science.

The bandaged genius walked through the glass of display, which became swirly and portal like.

Did the Professor just witness Nice-kun's powers evolving?

"Wait for me, Nice-kun!" Moral shouted excitedly and followed suit faithfully into the fray.

All of sudden Moral's elegant white dress shirt, his broody badass coat, shiny leather-pants and killer military boots vanished. Only his beloved golden revolver remained!

Oh, the irony! The shark teethed man thought, and found himself in a baby-blue Victorian dress, slightly steampunky and with matching stilettos. Something felt off, on the top of his head a big blue silk ribbon sat.

Because it was Moral, he even rocked this visage!

Did he became Alice of Wonderland? He even chased the mythical white rabbit alias Nice-kun!

But more importantly, where had Nice-kun disappeared to?

Moral had no time to ponder, because he was falling down through a woodsy tunnel. He landed on something big and fluffy, which/who/it moved his chest, breathing in slowly and peacefully. The large animal had greyish coat, an oater's tail, and a big round belly with white fur. On his stomach lay brown-greyish parachute like marks. His face was round, something catish with ears akin to a rabbit.

The animal blinked sleepily and yawned. Thanks to his yawning the air moved like a mini tornado resulting in the professor's perfectly styled hair becoming wind-blown and messy. Then the big creature made a strange noise, which sounded like a question.

"Totoro?"

"You are perfect!" Moral marveled at the animal. Maybe there were other perfect beings sans his headphone wearing love! He hugged the Totoro.

How could he make more of him! Cloning? Or were female Totoros lurking somewhere?

As an answer a small white ghost appeared, and its features seemed similar to Totoro.

"How cute!" stated Moral, no he wasn't fangasming, he was above of fangasming!

Well, he was Moral anyway!

And they lived happily after eating chocolates, and creating an awesome band with care-bears.

THE END OR NOT REALLY

TO BE CONTINUED…