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Who: Matilda Wormwood, aka the tiny newcomer and You.
What: It's an adventure and no one can really go by an adventure alone! aka introductions and walking about the castle!
When: From the morning of February 1st and until the afternoon!
Where: all around the castle!
Rating: totally pg.

[ Matilda Wormwood had a doll that didn't belong to her.

She saved it, mind you. Rescued it to bring it back to Miss Honey but then something happened and before she knew it, a castle.

A castle! The kind that Matilda was certain she read of before but couldn't remember where. Just this made a frown make its way to her face, settling there; she never forgot a book before and she was certain she had read of a castle once.

In the time that would have taken a normal grown person to panic, Matilda clutched the doll that wasn't hers and thought of an adventure. That against all odds, she had somehow walked into one of the wonderful worlds she has read about in her books. A world where everything is beautiful and the sky is always blue and where children can play and run and read and not fear being thrown into the Chokey for hours.

She took one step forward and then another before leaning against one of the pillars, watching the world around her with a small, awe-struck smile. A child who somehow found herself in a brand new story.

After a few minutes she realized that adventure or not, Miss Honey would likely worry for her and that Lissy-Doll should be brought back to her. She also realized she as much as the castle was vast and beautiful, she was alone. Looking at the people who wandered about, she couldn't recognize a single one.

Riding up and tidying her skirt she began to walk around, peeking up at people, uncertainty written on her face. She didn't even know what questions should she ask first. Gathering up her courage she decided to begin with a very polite: ]

Excuse me - which way would take me back to where I came from, please?

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Six and a half. I'll be seven in August.

[ a good thing she counts, lord knows her parents don't. ]

And you're allowed to use the stove??

I'm the only one who does, really.

[ she shrugs a bit. It had come to her attention that her family is not what most people would call pleasant but at least she had learned to care for herself. ]

My parents and brother mostly use the microwave.

Oh. Erm, I see.

[Microwave? For what, making dinner? That's a sin in the Crocker household.]

Well that's - how did you learn to use it then, if no one else in your house does?

I read the manual. It wasn't very difficult. I taught myself.

[ she doesn't seem terribly bothered with it nor is she proud of herself. It's a simple fact, this is how things are at the Wormwood house. ]

[Okay, as weird as that is, and as much as it sets off Jane's skepticism senses...can you really assume a quiet, frank little girl is lying to your face? You can't. That doesn't mean Jane doesn't want to see this for herself, though.]

...I see! Perhaps we can cook together one day.

That would be wonderful.

[ she smiles, brightens at the idea. ]

I don't usually have anyone to cook with.

That's a shame! There are so many nice folks here who have helped me in the kitchen, and I'm sure they would be just as happy to help you, too.

Are there many people here? I saw some walking by but I haven't really seen other kids.

There are lots of people! Not as many children as there are older people, but there are children all the same. I've met some of them.

Are they going to school here? The other children?

I think some might have mentioned wanting to, just to have something to do. But as far as I know, there isn't any school here. There might be one in town, though, but I've never seen it.

I suppose I could ask, I can teach myself but not everything.

Hoo, I don't think anyone could teach themselves everything! You must like school, to ask about it right away.

School is wonderful.

[ a beat as she tilts her head, considering. ]

Except for the principal, Miss Trunchbull. She shouldn't really be in charge of a school.

[ or of anything. ]

[Mis...Trunchbull. Eugh, even the name sounds unpleasant.]

Really? However did she get the job, then?

I don't know but everybody are afraid of her. I think this is how she's never been fired. I don't think anybody ever tried to teach her a lesson.

Well surely someone should try. Adults don't know everything, especially if they are cruel.

[ she grins, a spike in her eyes. ]

Sometimes children has to take things to their own hands.

[Jane's own eyes widen a bit.]

I do hope they would take care, if they did.

Oh don't worry, I'm sure she learned how she's supposed to treat people.

[ cheeky little thing, she is. ]

[Quite cheeky!]

And how are you so sure?

Because I may have done it myself.

[ but that's a secret. ]

[Eyes widen, eyebrows shoot up.]

Really now?

[ a happy nod! ]

I did! I did it with my powers.

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