Alice looked around her and realized she was getting a bit higher than she really wanted to be. Just because she oddly felt more comfortable on this mop then the broom didn't mean she had magically overcome her fear of heights.

She started to steer her mop downwards, but much to her dismay found that the mop was going into more of a dive than she had intended.

Oh. Dear.

Alice's mop abruptly stopped at the straight down motion, sending Alice sliding off the front of it. With the broom she had at least had a dry and firm grip to grab when she fell. This time...not so much.

Alice felt herself falling through the air for a couple of moments, her eyes closed hoping that this would make it better than watching herself plummet forcefully to the earth. She landed with a loud plop! right in the middle of a huge mud puddle. She opened her eyes and sat up, her entire back completely covered with water and dirt. Alice let out a sigh, pleased that she hadn't broken anything with the fall, but instantly regretted the reaction as a large piece of mud fell out of her hair and straight into her opened mouth.

"Ugh...gross," Alice said, spitting the mud out. She didn't mind being covered in mud, but having it in her mouth seemed like a bit too much.