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pretty little liars: spencer hastings

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Who: Spencer (

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Where: Spencer's room
When: After this
Rating: G, maybe PG at most? Nothing to cause much concern
Summary: Two little liars in Wonderland
the Story: Spencer stood in the doorway of the room she now supposed she could call hers, letting her back rest against the door-frame as she waited for Hanna to arrive. Or at least, the person who looked like, sounded like and claimed to be Hanna. Honestly, she wasn't sure how she felt about her friend having apparently been in two places at once over the last fortnight. Naturally, her first thought had been A - and really, Spencer hadn't quite let go of that possibility. But somehow, everything she'd heard so far about the place had implied that whatever was going on, it was far bigger than anything A was capable of. Especially if, as Spencer suspected, A was somehow linked to Toby Cavanaugh.

Her other theory so far was that this Hanna was a construct, sent by whoever was in charge so that Spencer would trust what she was being told. After all, what was more reassuring in an unfamiliar world than the familiar? She wasn't entirely sold on that theory either - whether it was the stress of the past few days, she didn't know, but Spencer found herself wanting Hanna to be Hanna. And for the time being, if only to give her frazzled mind a chance to settle down, that was the theory she would stick with for now.

Scanning the hallways, Spencer crossed her arms over her chest as though it would protect her from anything lurking. Having never quite believed the Disney version of stories, even as a young child, she was all too familiar with the darker side of Wonderland. She tapped her foot impatiently, unable to keep still, hoping that Hanna would find her soon and that no-one - or nothing - else would while she was unprepared to face them.

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Hanna walked down the hallway, looking at all the numbers on the doors. "214, 214..." It's been two weeks in this 'Wonderland,' and Hanna still wasn't used to everything that happened in here. Hell, even a day after coming she turned into a mermaid. Now, Spencer was here, and as much as she was happy for her, Hanna was unsure.

From what she got out of the talk, Spencer would try to look and look. Then she could meet the Queen of Hearts or whatever her name was - and possibly get hurt in the process. She couldn't risk that happening to the only person from Rosewood, even if Spencer talked about things that never happened to her. There were no other 'theories' about it, it just had to be her.

Hanna looked at room 250 and then back at the hallway. There. Hanna picked up her pace, 214. Finally, she found the room number - and Spencer waiting. "Hey!" She thrust her arm up and waved over before finally coming face to face with her.

Spencer smiled as she saw the familiar blonde figure approach, already feeling better for seeing her friend. Whether this was actually Hanna or not, Spencer felt a little reassured knowing she wasn't entirely alone. After all, Spencer was good at many things but making new friends was something she'd always struggled with and she didn't doubt that she would be even worse in such a stressful environment as she found herself now.

Standing a little straighter, Spencer raised a hand in greeting. "Hey Hanna." There was so much more she wanted to say but it was all so jumbled in her head she figured it was best if she stayed quiet for once and let Hanna fill her in on her new surroundings.

Hanna was at least happy that her friend was smiling at her, instead of demanding answers. In reality, she probably wouldn't be able to answer them even if she asked. "Hey." She paused. "So, this is Wonderland." She gestured her hands around the hallway. "There's a library, a dining room, a kitchen...Then there's the grounds and a creepy forest." Counting it off on her fingers, Hanna stopped to think. "Oh! I heard there's vendors too." Looking back at Spencer, she waited for a reaction for a few seconds.

"And...there's the closets. So do you want me to show you, or...?" Hanna stayed in the same spot before moving, waiting first for Spencer's answer.

Spencer gave a wry smile at Hanna's greeting, glancing around the hallway as her friend gestured. "Not exactly what I envisioned it to be," she mused, more to herself than so as to interrupt Hanna. As she listened to the various features being listed off, Spencer just knew she was going to spend the next few days exploring. If only for something to keep herself occupied, familiarising herself with this strange new place seemed like a good idea.

As Hanna paused for her reaction, Spencer fought to settle on just one of the hundreds of questions going through her head. "Vendors? What kind of vendors?" Call her paranoid but Spencer was not loving the mental image brought to mind by the mention of these vendors; having already determined that this was some warped nightmare it wasn't a huge leap for her to assume that whatever they sold would doubtless be horrific.

Nodding as Hanna mentioned the closets, Spencer forced herself to stop thinking about the vendors and their dubious wares, forcing a smile as she replied, "Sure. Might as well have something I understand of this place." She stood back, motioning for Hanna to enter the at present still rather nondescript room before her.

She smiled at the Spencer's comment. "Probably not what anyone 'envisioned' but you deal with it, I guess." It was true. When Hanna thought about 'Wonderland,' it was usually some blonde girl going to some weird world, nothing much.
At the question with the vendor, Hanna pondered on it for a few seconds. "I only heard about them once, but I never really got to know what they really are. I guess they sell stuff." Hanna shrugged. It was the least that she could give her. For all she knew, Spencer could find out on her own - she was capable. Hanna didn't doubt that in the least, she just honestly didn't want anything bad to happen to her. "You can check it out, if you want." Hanna added.

"It's pretty easy, I got it on the first try." Hanna nodded at the motion, walking in. The room wasn't anything special, as course. It was just the first day anyway. Looking it over for a second, she went back to the closet. "So you just go up and you think about whatever you want. Open it, and it's there. Easy enough." Standing in the room, she looked back at Spencer. "Should I show you, or...?"

Spencer couldn't help but smile as Hanna mentioned just dealing with the fact that this Wonderland wasn't what the stories made it out to be. Unlike Spencer, Hanna tended not to question too much and was happy to just accept something and move on. Spencer, on the other hand, was already compiling a list of things to investigate before she would even come close to being comfortable in this bizarre new world. Raising a slight smile as Hanna suggested she check out the vendors, Spencer replied, "They're on my list. I just need to figure out the best way to check out everything else on that list too."

As Hanna explained the closets, Spencer nodded her understanding. It was, after all, pretty simple in theory. Brushing off Hanna's offer to show how the closets worked, Spencer replied, "It's fine. Think of something, open the doors. How hard can it be?" Even in Wonderland, Spencer was still Spencer and thus was still determined she could figure out this closet thing. Especially with the thought in the back of her mind that Melissa would have already figured it out, without anyone offering an explanation.

Once in front of the closet, however, Spencer found her mind draw a blank. With so many other thoughts whizzing around, the simple act of just thinking of something seemed nigh impossible. Come on, Spencer, just think of something and go with it. Eventually she managed to settle on something that would actually be useful and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before opening the closet. Sure enough, when she opened her eyes she saw a simple lined notebook with her usual pen of choice - high quality ballpoint, black ink - lying on top of it. Taking the objects from the closet she examined them carefully, grudgingly admitting, "Pretty impressive."

Hanna thought about how she should've told Spencer to be careful of the Queen of Hearts, it just...slipped her mind. She had to explain things to Spencer, and warning her at the moment was the last thing on her mind. She was going to explore anyway, so why bother? Even if Hanna did tell her, she would probably disregard it. So, Hanna just nodded at Spencer's reply when she went inside. She would be careful without asking, Spencer was always Spencer.

To be honest, Hanna wasn't surprised at Spencer turning down her offer. She would understand it easily. It wasn't that hard in the first place. "Try it out then," she shrugged and waited.

Waiting Spencer going in front of the closet, Hanna pondered about what she was actually going to get. Probably something with academics, she thought before seeing that he was a notebook and a pen. "Do you believe me now?" She asked once Spencer confessed that it was impressive.

Spencer gave a light frown at Hanna's question. "It was never a question of not believing you. It's just...this is a lot to take in and that's on top of all the other stuff that's going on back home." Even though she had been told that time seemingly stood still while they were in Wonderland, Spencer hadn't quite managed to switch off from everything she needed to do back in Rosewood.

Shaking aside thoughts of what she had left behind, Spencer asked, "So, how many others are there here? I mean, I've spoken to a few people but is that everyone or are there others?" She knew she probably shouldn't be interrogating Hanna like this but she was eager to learn as much as she could about the place and if she could get the basics down from someone she trusted then she would be much better prepared for her own investigations. Or at least, that was the plan.

"Yeah, Homecoming and Em. I get it," She responded, acting as if it didn't really matter to her at all. Honestly, Hanna didn't. For all she knew, Spencer knew what happened while she was over here, and she was with...another Hanna? All Hanna last remembered was a mirror and an A message, while Spencer had Homecoming and knew that something bad happened to Emily. She just hoped that someone would actually not know the future.

She was getting sick of all the questions, but Hanna just answered. It wasn't even that much a shock by now for her. "There's probably a ton more. I don't think even I met everyone here yet." Thinking about it some more, Hanna started to actually wonder how many were here. As far as she was concerned, half of the world was here. Most of them from places she didn't even know.

Raising an eyebrow at Hanna's comment, Spencer replied, "You know, the only reason I mentioned that stuff was because I thought you already knew. I didn't realise how messed up time is around here." Honestly, it would never have even crossed her mind, before today, that there could be anything other than one fixed timeline. And no matter how suspicious she was, Spencer had no intention of alienating Hanna, not when she was the only connection to Rosewood she had.

As Hanna mentioned not having met everyone yet, Spencer nodded. "Well, I guess we'll soon find out one way or another." She paced slightly, feeling a little restless with so much on her mental to-do list. Not wanting to impose on Hanna if she already had plans, Spencer asked, "So what were you in the middle of when I arrived and went all Nostradamus on you?"

"Well yeah, I get that. But still. I'm going to start worrying now about what was happening back there. And thinking of everything that happens around here, I can't deal with that." Hanna raised her arms up in defeat and sighed. "But it's fine, whatever." She knew that she was beating up Spencer over this, and it was unfair to her. It was just so frustrating putting up with this. The first person she knew from her own place was advanced to another point in time, and she was alienated. Just like that.

Starting to simmer down, Hanna nodded. "I guess so." Watching Spencer pace, she decided to think of other things to do after this. ...So basically, nothing. She barely knew anyone here, and there wasn't anything she could actually do other than sitting in her room with the closet. Noting Spencer's question, she answered, "Nothing much, just sitting in my room thinking of what to do with my room." Hanna paused. "Who's Nostradamus?"

Spencer frowned at Hanna's response. "Well, if it helps I can fill you in on what you've missed, at least as far as I know." Obviously, Spencer couldn't update Hanna on things she didn't know about, but she figured it was the least she could offer to at least bring Hanna as up to speed as possible.

Unable to resist the smile that twitched at her lips as Hanna mentioned not doing much, Spencer was about to reply when the final question about Nostradamus came. "You know. That guy who predicted a bunch of stuff about the future." Pausing for a moment, she asked, "Fancy seeing if there's anything fun about this place?" Frankly, sitting doing nothing wasn't Spencer's style and it wasn't really something she remembered about Hanna either. Besides, the distraction would be good for them both.

Hanna's mood lightened a bit, finally able to get her raving out. "Well, duh. It's not like I'm going to ask you about the future." Hanna swung her legs for a little bit on the bed. "So, what happened so far?"

Listening to Spencer's explanation of Nostradamus, Hanna blinked. "I don't remember talking about him. That's just you, Spence." She shrugged at it. It really wasn't anything new about her knowing almost everything. "As far as I got from everything, there's probably nothing to actually do other than eat, read, and walk around." Hanna commented at her question. "But sure." She needed to do something other than constantly sulking about the situation. Standing up off her bed, she waiting for Spencer to leave first.

Spencer smiled, trying to work out where to start. "Okay. Well, you know about the mirror. Were you there when we found out A sent a letter to Aria's mom?" A Hanna had certainly been there, but so much had happened even in such a short space of time that even Spencer struggled to keep track of the exact order things had happened in.

"Anyway, apparently A was filming us when we saw the mirror...which is really creepy considering they were probably hiding in my closet." Spencer couldn't help but glance towards the closet in the room she was in now. "Then you apparently ran into Jenna at the medical offices and told us that she was using a similar shade of lipstick to the one on the mirror and that she's in therapy...which, actually, makes a lot of sense."

Pausing to let that sink in and deciding to conveniently skip the part about the plagiarised essay, she continued, "Anyway, we decided to try and get hold of Jenna's file and in the process found out it was actually Toby in psychotherapy because he and Jenna have - or at least, had - what can be safely described as a more than sibling-like relationship. And speaking of Toby, take a wild guess at who Em decided to bring to Homecoming?" She sighed. "I still don't quite know what he did to her, but she got banged up pretty badly, whatever it was."

A slight smirk twitched at Spencer's lips as Hanna claimed not to know of Nostradamus. "Come on, that's not even close to being the most obscure reference I've ever made." Frowning a little as Hanna went on to say there was nothing to do, she asked, "Surely there must be something. Unless the aim of this place is to drive us all slowly insane."

She moved to the doorway, eager to start exploring and get her bearings at the very least, and waited for Hanna to follow.

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l-lol i'm sorry

It's all good <3

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