The Pool of Tears (Amy Rose version)

Amy continued to fall, but she began to float down. As she floated downward, she sighed in relief.

"Well, after this, I shall not think of anything but fa-" Amy began, before part of her dress covered her mouth and she pushed it away, and she finished, "of falling downstairs."

She saw a lamp attached to the side of the hole and turned it on. The rabbit hole suddenly was bathed in green. Amy was surpriesd to find that she was floating down a strange room. As she floated downward, she looked surprised to see that her reflection was upside down. She saw a book float past her, so she picked it up and looked through it and saw that it was nothing but pictures, so she set it on a floating table.

Suddenly, she heard loud chiming noises and saw a grandfather clock attached to the wall. As she continued to float down, the room's light became red and she floated into a rocking chair. She sighed, as she relaxed, but then, she went back too far and fell out and continued to float downward.

"Goodness," Amy said. "What if I should fall right through the center of the EAARRTH...?" She said, before floated down fast and went through a tight space in the hole. "... and come out of the other side, where people walk upside down?" She turned upside down, as she said this, but then got caught on something. She then saw SpongeBob run down a weird hallway. She was upside down and her legs were hanging from a bar. She righted herself and resumed the chase. "Oh, Mister SquarePants!" Amy called, as she chased after him. "Wait! Please!"

She ran into a room and heard a door close. She ran to the door and opened it, only to find a smaller door. She continued opening doors, until she reached the last door, which was about a foot high. She squeezed through it and crawled into a very large empty room.

"Curiouser and curiouser," Amy commented.

She saw a small pair of curtains close and she ran up to them and opened them up. There was small door about six inches high, with an Arabic dog wearing loose clothing. His name was Dijon the Thief. She began to open the door and the dog let out a yelp of pain.

"Oh!" Amy said. "Oh, I beg your pardon. My name is Amy Rose."

"Oh, oh. Quite alright." the dog said. "My name is Dijon the Thief. You can call me Dijon. But you did give me quite a turn!"

"You see, I was following-" Amy began.

"Rather good, what?" Dijon said. "Doorknob, turn?"

"Please, sir," Amy said.

"Well, one good turn deserves another," Dijon said. "What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'm looking for a yellow sponge," Amy said. "So, uh, if you don't mind..."

"Uh? Oh!" Dijon said before he revealed an image and Amy peeked in to see SpongeBob running away.

"There he is!" Amy said. "I simply must get through."

Dijon shook his head and said, "Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible."

"You mean impossible?" asked Amy.

"No, impassible," Dijon said. "Nothing's impossible. Why don't you try the bottle on the table?"

"Table?" Amy said, before a table appeared out of nowhere with a small bottle on it and she ran to it. "Oh!"

"Read the directions," Dijon said, with a laugh, "and directly, you'll be directed in the right direction."

Amy read the tag hanging from the bottle. "DRINK ME," she read, before she said, "Hmm, better look first. For if one drinks much from a bottle marked 'poison', it's almost certain to disagree with one sooner or later."

"Beg your pardon?" Dijon asked.

Amy laughed and said, "I was just giving myself some good advice." She drank some of the bottle and licked her lips. "Mm! Tastes like, uh... cherry tart." Suddenly, she shrunk a couple inches. "...custard..." She said as she shrunk some more. "...pineapple..." she said, as she shrunk to four inches in height. "...roast turkey," Amy said, before the bottle suddenly collapsed on her. "Goodness!" Amy said, before she put the bottle next to her on the floor. "What did I do?" she asked.

Dijon laughed and said, "You almost went out like a candle!"

"But look!" Amy said, as she ran up to Dijon. "I'm just the right size!"

"Oh, no use," Dijon said as he laughed again. "I forgot to tell you, ho-ho-ho-ho! I'm locked!"

"Oh, no," Amy groaned, as she put her hand on her forehead, looking like she was about to cry.

"Ha-ha-ha, but, of course, uh, you've got the key, so..." Dijon began.

"What key?" Amy asked

"Now, don't tell me you've left it up there," Dijon said, as he glanced up at the table and the key appeared.

"Oh dear!" Amy said. She tried climbing on the glass table's leg, but it was too slippery. She slid down to the floor and then sat down with her legs close to her body and put her hand on her face. "What ever will I do?" she said.

Dijon laughed and said to Amy, "Try the box, naturally."

"Oh," Amy said, as a small box appeared in front of her. She opened it up and inside of the box were a bunch of cookies with words on them. "Eat me," Amy read. She picked up a pink cookie with EAT ME written in blue frosting. "Alright. But goodness know what this will do," Amy said, as she took a bite. She suddenly started to have a series of rapid growth spurts. "Wow, wow, wow, wow!" Amy yelled, as she grew bigger. Dijon's mouth was covered by Amy's giant foot. "Oh!" she said, as she bumped her head on the ceiling.

She was about 70 ft. tall and barely fit in the room.

"Whtwhsthswwdthdwd!" Dijon mumbled behind Amy's boot.

"What did you say?" The giant Amy asked, moving her foot aside.

"I said, 'A little of that went a long way!'" Dijon said and he began laughing.

Amy sniffled, looking close to tears again.

"Well, I don't think it's so funny," Amy said.

Then Amy teared up and started crying. "Now-Now, I'll never get home!" she sobbed.

A giant tear fell onto the ground in front of Dijon.

"Oh, come on, now," Dijon said. "Crying won't help."

"I know, but..." Amy sobbed. "I-I-I just can't stop!"

She began crying like crazy and the massive tears began to flood the room.

"Hey! Hey, you! Bwbwlwbbwlwbl!" Dijon said, as he swallowed some water. "Say, this won't do at all! You, you up there, stop! Stop, I say!" Amy didn't listen, as she continued to cry her eyes out. Dijon noticed the bottle floating in the water. "Oh, look! The bottle! THE BOTTLE!" he shouted.

Amy picked up the tiny bottle and drank the last of it. She shrunk to 2 inches and fell into the bottle.

"Oh dear," Amy said, "I do wish I hadn't cried so much."

"Glpglpglp," Dijon said, as he swallowed the water and Amy and the bottle floated into the keyhole.