Do not own Alice, or Hatter. (Sadly, sniff) my joy of making fan fics is really intriguing to me right now. So please stay with me here. Love you all!
Everyone calls me Mad Hatter? Why?
Well, I know the Hatter part, meaning I always pass the hat. Sharing with everyone. My friends and I have been spying on the stupid (fat ass) Queen since we were little. The old coot said somethin' about a Wonderland ring?
Anywho, I've been beatin' some ass around the clock, at night. Not because of the 'New Order', of the Oysters, but because, I want to belong in something.
This one girl caught my eye though. Brown-blond-curly-hair. Her curls framing her perfect face. Her sincere blue eyes, her... well... everything.
The next morning with a nightmare, the Queen taking over Wonderland was horrible. Everything was in ruins. I mean, everything. And Everybody.
I got up from my warm bed, and checked the cabinets to see some juice. Hah, the only juice I had was from the Oysters that came.
"Hatter?", a voice came over head. I looked around, and saw... her...
She seemed tensed, and she looked at my chest. 'Crap!',
"Sorry 'bout that, hold on for a second.", I walked up to my room, and grabbed my black v-tee.
I caught her staring at me when I walked down the stairs. "So-ehem- what are you doing here?", I asked casually as possible.
"I needed someone to talk to.", she firmly said.
I crossed my arms, "I haven't heard of your name.", I was playing coy. Smiling at her.
Surprisingly! She smiled back.
I walked up to her, giving my hand out to her. "Hatter."