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So far and yet so close.

The Hatter and Alice remained sitting on the bed as he held her hands. He knew if he so much as set one foot back in Wonderland, it would most likely be torn off by a very large, very angry beast. And yet he knew if he told Alice about his dealings with the beast she may never want to speak to him again. So now he was stuck in the real world, at least for now. Alice who was still blushing very pink looked up at him. She smirked a bit seeing he was distracted even now. Most likely thinking about his hats again. Then a rather sneaky idea came into her mind as she reached up taking hold of his large bow tie and pulled him close to her face. She gave him a sweet wink and whispered against his lips. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Her hand came up to his blond hair as she twirled a lock around her finger and smirked wider... eviler.

The Hatter stared at her as his eyebrows raised. "...F-forgot something?" He ran a finger under his collar as his mind went blank. She was so close, his own lips started to tremble a little. "..My...tea?" Was all he managed to say as Alice raised a brow playfully.

"Tea? Is that all you can think about?" She was breathing against his mouth; it was nice to see him this close. "No, not your cheap tea." She looked even more evil now. Her arms came up and wrapped around his neck as she pulled him even closer. The stunned hatter glanced down at the arms around him and swallowed again, not even hearing the crack about his tea. He couldn’t believe his luck. Was she going to kiss him for real this time?! His green complexion flushed to an even darker shade. The cat sleeping between them awoke and wrinkled his nose at the sight. Not wanting to be witness to this he covered his face and ears with his paws.

"..Alice..." He said in a gruff whisper. The Goth watched his priceless expressions with a wicked joy. He was kind of charming in a weird way. Running her hand into his blond hair, she pressed her lips close to his ear and made a little laughing sound.

"You're acting shy just for me?" She purred into his ear, liking what was happening now. "Why?"

"I..I’m not...It’s just..." The Hatters main gear ticked faster like an over wound clock as he sighed. Her hands running through his mop of dark blond hair felt like heaven. He lifted his arms and held them only a few inches from her waist, as if debated to return her embrace or not before they settled on her hips. A wide grin came across his face as he started to lean just a little closer. His lips were only a few fractions of an inch from hers as his dark eyelids closed. Just then they heard foot-steps outside the door. Emerald eyes flew open as she jumped up to her feet. It was auntie, checking on her! If she found a man in her room at this hour, she would be in so much trouble! And he was green on top of it! The poor Hatter hadn’t moved yet as he remained in his puckered state. His eyes opened and blinked a few times seeing the pretty face and waiting lips had disappeared! He looked around the room and saw Alice had reappeared all the way on the other side. Is she akin to the Cheshire now?

"Quick! We should hide you!" She whispered in a harsh tone and pulled the tall man by his hand, glancing around to find a place to fit him in.

He grimaced as she pulled him to his feet. "Hide me? Where?.." He did not want to go back in the mirror! Alice ran to her closet and opened the door and quickly started to push the Hatter in. But the closet was either to short or he was too tall as he abruptly banged his head on the doorframe. Though he did his best not to make a sound he still recoiled in pain and covered his mouth. "..Erk!" He looked back down at her and gave a very sour expression above his gloved hand.

Frowning, she pulled him back from the closet she was trying to stuff him. "Under my bed!" She whispered and pushed him down towards the underside of the four-poster. She could hear her auntie's hand on the doorknob as the disgruntled madman huffed back in a horse whisper.

"..Oh no..No dignified hatter hides under a bed! This is humiliating!" He winced as she pushed him.

"When my auntie finds us, then it shall be humiliating!" She whispered back in a horrified way. "Now, get down and hide!" She pressed her hand onto his head and poked him with her bare toes, so he could get under the bed. The door was opened only a second after he was down, as a gray dressed woman stepped inside slowly and silently. She was quite surprised when she saw Alice standing near her bed.

"Awake at this hour?" Aunt Anna sighed with disappointment and her eyes caught the weird sight of a huge hat lying on her bed. Alice forgot to hide it as she just stood there; no words came from her, only a nod.

The Hatter lay under her bed with arms folded looking quite put out. He suddenly remembered something as he reached up and felt his head..his hat!! ”...drat...” He said under his breath as he peeked out from under the white bed ruffle. Anna was looking at Alice with an oil lamp in her hand; her expression was showing just how angry she was.

"Why aren't you in bed yet? Having those nightmares again?" A slight expression of worry flickered across her Aunt’s face like a ripple in a pond, and disappeared just as quickly.

"Maybe..." Alice replied coldly, climbing up to her bed, so she was practically sitting on the Hatter now.

"Try to sleep now." Her aunt ordered coldly. "It'll be better." Alice then grabbed her bunny and stared at the woman with icy emerald eyes. That was when her aunt realized the giant hat again. "Is that yours?" She pointed at it with a look of disgust on her face. Alice was a problematic young woman and her style of clothing was quite tasteless. But where did she even get that thing? It was dirty and had odd red stains mottling the white check pattern.

"Yes, madam." Alice reached for the hat, pressing it against her chest; feeling the man's warmth and scent once more... It felt nice.

The Hatter winced as she sat above him, the springs making a squeak right above his head. He was so tall he had to bring his legs up to his chest as the tips of his dress shoes stuck out from the bed frill. All he could see her aunt’s slippered feet from where he was and covered his mouth to keep silent. When Alice claimed his hat as her own however he snorted a little and elbowed the bed making her jump slightly. "........."

Alice felt the elbow and bounced so much she had to cover it up with a discrete hiccup. Thankfully she didn't lose her balance. Probably the Hatter was mad about his hat and that was a poke of jealousy.

"And do you plan to wear it?" Her auntie's tone was so cold that it could freeze the oceans in a second. An evil smirk came to Alice's face.

"Yes, madam." She hugged the hat tighter with her bunny. Her auntie's reaction was pure anger. She tapped her foot angrily and walked closer to the bed. The lamp's light was shining in the emerald eyes, making them look like precious jewels.

"No, you shall not!" She suddenly yelled. "I have plans for you tomorrow and I will not let you ruin everything!" She huffed with madness. "And you will not wear that ridiculous hat!" Anna quickly reached for the hat, trying to free it from Alice's grip, but she failed. Alice would never allow her to get “her” hat. The Hatter beneath the bed brought his hands up to his mouth in sheer horror! He could just feel the stitches in his already traumatized hat strain and ache on the very verge of giving way! He looked around quickly and did the only thing he could do. He hit Anna's foot with his hand.

Alice and Anna were struggling with the poor hat, but then the Hatter did the wrong thing! Anna let the hat go and jumped onto Alice's bed, her eyes opened wide with fear. "Rat!!!" The Cat who was sleeping shot up as his back arched, half startled out of his remaining lives. He blinked looking around still half asleep. Meanwhile the Hatter froze with his hands over his mouth as his eyes shifted back and forth. Alice knew what rat it was who disturbed her auntie. But didn't the Hatter know? If Anna found him out in her room, she would be in so much trouble. But at least Anna's attention was off of her for the moment. The older woman sat on the edge of the bed and poked her head down to view what was there. If she leaned over any more the Hat maker would be found out for sure. Alice needed to stop her!

"I was planning to wear this hat in your little tea party tomorrow, auntie!" Anna frowned again and turned towards Alice with a great madness.

"No, you shall not!" She had nice plans for her... which could finally change this girl's wicked mind.

"And..and I like rats..." Alice spoke with cold words. "I feed them every day." That made Anna frown all the more. Young girls do not wear men’s hats and certainly do not play with filthy rodents! She would teach Alice how to become a lady. And she would never give up... Never! One day this girl would learn how to obey her rules.

"I'll kill it tomorrow." Anna gave a cold and nasty glare at Alice. But all Alice did was hug the hat tighter. Anna was irritated enough when she stood up and left the room in a hurry. Alice would learn one day as she slammed the door to the girl’s room so hard it made every painting on the wall go crooked. The Cat all but jumped out of his skin and fell to the floor abruptly losing his guise; his skinny form lay crumpled.

A few seconds later the Hatter peeked his head up over the edge of the bed as his gloved hands took hold of the sides..."..Alice?..." The girl rolled her eyes down to the floor, raising her brows in an annoyed way.

"You may come out now, little rat. Auntie's gone." She settled herself under the covers once more. The Hatter's eyes scanned the room to make sure she was really gone when he got to his feet and fixed his ruffled vest.

"Imagine. That woman calling "me" a rat!"

The Cat sat up and shook the cobwebs out of his mind from his little fall. Hearing the remark he grinned wide looking up at the tall clockwork man. "Maybe she meant to call you "Ratter"?" He grinned even more and vanished, just as the Hatter gave the floor the cat had recently occupied a sour look.

"..Emaciated pest..." He huffed and looked down at Alice and frowned sitting on the bed once more. "Are you alright..?" He said crossing one hand over the other on his knees.

A thoughtful smile came over Alice's face. "I've been stabbed by the Red Queen's card soldiers. Auntie doesn’t even compare with them." It was then Alice moved away from him and placed her head onto the soft pillow. "I need to rest a bit." She said hugging the bunny and the hat again. The Hatter tilted his head watching her. Outside the full moon had peeked out from behind the clouds letting in a shaft of silver light right down over her like a blanket. She looked so beautiful lying there. He remained there frozen for a few moments as his eyes closed halfway. A rather blissful looking smile moved across his face, as the main gear on his back seemed to tick a little faster. "Will you stay here with me?" She asked him and closed her eyes.

"..Hmm?" He noticed he was starring again as he shook himself alert. The gear on his back slowed back to normal as he tried to fix his tie to cover it up. "Oh Yes! Surely I will. Yes.." He looked back at the mirror. "Since I can’t..I mean..I do not wish to go back so soon..." She gave a sleepy smile, relaxing in her comfortable bed. Thinking he would probably not leave anyway until he had his hat back. She slowly patted the available space beside her, inviting him to join her. The Hatter grinned and dusted off his shoulder, a sly look came into his eyes. "Well…I suppose since it’s the only bed available..heh.." He wiggled his eyebrows at her and was about get in when the Cat reappeared right in front of him. The Hat maker’s long arms swiftly grabbed the two front posts just in time to come nose to nose with the Cheshire. The Cat grinned wide as the Hatter got a whiff of the worst case of gingivitis ever to befall a living creature as he held his breath.

"You want to remain that’s fine. But you can sit there.." The Cat purred and pointed to the chair next to her bed with a claw. "And in the morning you will have to be hid. The attic should suit 'you' fine..."

The Hatter raised a brow looking quite put out. "Attic indeed!" He said in a rough whisper. "Why must I hide along with all the other forgotten things?"

The Cat just grinned back at him never missing a beat. "You can’t be seen, and since you do not wish to go back it is where you must go."

"This is most undignified! Alice! Tell this mangy mousetrap I do not have to…Alice?" His face went blank as his long front teeth remained on the outside of his lips. Alice wasn't even hearing any of what they were saying. She was fast asleep again. But she somehow looked more peaceful than before. Maybe it was her friends in her room, waiting there, protecting her from everything. The Hatter winced to see she was still clinging to his hat, and most likely creasing the daylights out of it as he sighed. He gave one more death stare at the cat before taking a seat in the leather chair next to her bed and folded his arms in a big huff. His long legs reached all the way to her bedposts as he grunted making his blond bangs fly up. The cat just stared back at him before settling down next to Alice on her covers. His bony body and thin hair were not at all pleasant to pet but he’d shift back to his other form in the morning. The Hatter just sulked as he crossed one leg over the other, his foot waving back and forth in irritation. Imagine the nerve! Being shoved up in the attic like a broken clock! Glancing over at her and the feline a rather evil idea crept into his head. Did her Aunt mention something about a ..tea party?

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So far and yet so close.

The Hatter and Alice remained sitting on the bed as he held her hands. He knew if he so much as set one foot back in Wonderland, it would most likely be torn off by a very large, very angry beast. And yet he knew if he told Alice about his dealings with the beast she may never want to speak to him again. So now he was stuck in the real world, at least for now. Alice who was still blushing very pink looked up at him. She smirked a bit seeing he was distracted even now. Most likely thinking about his hats again. Then a rather sneaky idea came into her mind as she reached up taking hold of his large bow tie and pulled him close to her face. She gave him a sweet wink and whispered against his lips. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Her hand came up to his blond hair as she twirled a lock around her finger and smirked wider... eviler.

The Hatter stared at her as his eyebrows raised. "...F-forgot something?" He ran a finger under his collar as his mind went blank. She was so close, his own lips started to tremble a little. "..My...tea?" Was all he managed to say as Alice raised a brow playfully.

"Tea? Is that all you can think about?" She was breathing against his mouth; it was nice to see him this close. "No, not your cheap tea." She looked even more evil now. Her arms came up and wrapped around his neck as she pulled him even closer. The stunned hatter glanced down at the arms around him and swallowed again, not even hearing the crack about his tea. He couldn’t believe his luck. Was she going to kiss him for real this time?! His green complexion flushed to an even darker shade. The cat sleeping between them awoke and wrinkled his nose at the sight. Not wanting to be witness to this he covered his face and ears with his paws.

"..Alice..." He said in a gruff whisper. The Goth watched his priceless expressions with a wicked joy. He was kind of charming in a weird way. Running her hand into his blond hair, she pressed her lips close to his ear and made a little laughing sound.

"You're acting shy just for me?" She purred into his ear, liking what was happening now. "Why?"

"I..I’m not...It’s just..." The Hatters main gear ticked faster like an over wound clock as he sighed. Her hands running through his mop of dark blond hair felt like heaven. He lifted his arms and held them only a few inches from her waist, as if debated to return her embrace or not before they settled on her hips. A wide grin came across his face as he started to lean just a little closer. His lips were only a few fractions of an inch from hers as his dark eyelids closed. Just then they heard foot-steps outside the door. Emerald eyes flew open as she jumped up to her feet. It was auntie, checking on her! If she found a man in her room at this hour, she would be in so much trouble! And he was green on top of it! The poor Hatter hadn’t moved yet as he remained in his puckered state. His eyes opened and blinked a few times seeing the pretty face and waiting lips had disappeared! He looked around the room and saw Alice had reappeared all the way on the other side. Is she akin to the Cheshire now?

"Quick! We should hide you!" She whispered in a harsh tone and pulled the tall man by his hand, glancing around to find a place to fit him in.

He grimaced as she pulled him to his feet. "Hide me? Where?.." He did not want to go back in the mirror! Alice ran to her closet and opened the door and quickly started to push the Hatter in. But the closet was either to short or he was too tall as he abruptly banged his head on the doorframe. Though he did his best not to make a sound he still recoiled in pain and covered his mouth. "..Erk!" He looked back down at her and gave a very sour expression above his gloved hand.

Frowning, she pulled him back from the closet she was trying to stuff him. "Under my bed!" She whispered and pushed him down towards the underside of the four-poster. She could hear her auntie's hand on the doorknob as the disgruntled madman huffed back in a horse whisper.

"..Oh no..No dignified hatter hides under a bed! This is humiliating!" He winced as she pushed him.

"When my auntie finds us, then it shall be humiliating!" She whispered back in a horrified way. "Now, get down and hide!" She pressed her hand onto his head and poked him with her bare toes, so he could get under the bed. The door was opened only a second after he was down, as a gray dressed woman stepped inside slowly and silently. She was quite surprised when she saw Alice standing near her bed.

"Awake at this hour?" Aunt Anna sighed with disappointment and her eyes caught the weird sight of a huge hat lying on her bed. Alice forgot to hide it as she just stood there; no words came from her, only a nod.

The Hatter lay under her bed with arms folded looking quite put out. He suddenly remembered something as he reached up and felt his head..his hat!! ”...drat...” He said under his breath as he peeked out from under the white bed ruffle. Anna was looking at Alice with an oil lamp in her hand; her expression was showing just how angry she was.

"Why aren't you in bed yet? Having those nightmares again?" A slight expression of worry flickered across her Aunt’s face like a ripple in a pond, and disappeared just as quickly.

"Maybe..." Alice replied coldly, climbing up to her bed, so she was practically sitting on the Hatter now.

"Try to sleep now." Her aunt ordered coldly. "It'll be better." Alice then grabbed her bunny and stared at the woman with icy emerald eyes. That was when her aunt realized the giant hat again. "Is that yours?" She pointed at it with a look of disgust on her face. Alice was a problematic young woman and her style of clothing was quite tasteless. But where did she even get that thing? It was dirty and had odd red stains mottling the white check pattern.

"Yes, madam." Alice reached for the hat, pressing it against her chest; feeling the man's warmth and scent once more... It felt nice.

The Hatter winced as she sat above him, the springs making a squeak right above his head. He was so tall he had to bring his legs up to his chest as the tips of his dress shoes stuck out from the bed frill. All he could see her aunt’s slippered feet from where he was and covered his mouth to keep silent. When Alice claimed his hat as her own however he snorted a little and elbowed the bed making her jump slightly. "........."

Alice felt the elbow and bounced so much she had to cover it up with a discrete hiccup. Thankfully she didn't lose her balance. Probably the Hatter was mad about his hat and that was a poke of jealousy.

"And do you plan to wear it?" Her auntie's tone was so cold that it could freeze the oceans in a second. An evil smirk came to Alice's face.

"Yes, madam." She hugged the hat tighter with her bunny. Her auntie's reaction was pure anger. She tapped her foot angrily and walked closer to the bed. The lamp's light was shining in the emerald eyes, making them look like precious jewels.

"No, you shall not!" She suddenly yelled. "I have plans for you tomorrow and I will not let you ruin everything!" She huffed with madness. "And you will not wear that ridiculous hat!" Anna quickly reached for the hat, trying to free it from Alice's grip, but she failed. Alice would never allow her to get “her” hat. The Hatter beneath the bed brought his hands up to his mouth in sheer horror! He could just feel the stitches in his already traumatized hat strain and ache on the very verge of giving way! He looked around quickly and did the only thing he could do. He hit Anna's foot with his hand.

Alice and Anna were struggling with the poor hat, but then the Hatter did the wrong thing! Anna let the hat go and jumped onto Alice's bed, her eyes opened wide with fear. "Rat!!!" The Cat who was sleeping shot up as his back arched, half startled out of his remaining lives. He blinked looking around still half asleep. Meanwhile the Hatter froze with his hands over his mouth as his eyes shifted back and forth. Alice knew what rat it was who disturbed her auntie. But didn't the Hatter know? If Anna found him out in her room, she would be in so much trouble. But at least Anna's attention was off of her for the moment. The older woman sat on the edge of the bed and poked her head down to view what was there. If she leaned over any more the Hat maker would be found out for sure. Alice needed to stop her!

"I was planning to wear this hat in your little tea party tomorrow, auntie!" Anna frowned again and turned towards Alice with a great madness.

"No, you shall not!" She had nice plans for her... which could finally change this girl's wicked mind.

"And..and I like rats..." Alice spoke with cold words. "I feed them every day." That made Anna frown all the more. Young girls do not wear men’s hats and certainly do not play with filthy rodents! She would teach Alice how to become a lady. And she would never give up... Never! One day this girl would learn how to obey her rules.

"I'll kill it tomorrow." Anna gave a cold and nasty glare at Alice. But all Alice did was hug the hat tighter. Anna was irritated enough when she stood up and left the room in a hurry. Alice would learn one day as she slammed the door to the girl’s room so hard it made every painting on the wall go crooked. The Cat all but jumped out of his skin and fell to the floor abruptly losing his guise; his skinny form lay crumpled.

A few seconds later the Hatter peeked his head up over the edge of the bed as his gloved hands took hold of the sides..."..Alice?..." The girl rolled her eyes down to the floor, raising her brows in an annoyed way.

"You may come out now, little rat. Auntie's gone." She settled herself under the covers once more. The Hatter's eyes scanned the room to make sure she was really gone when he got to his feet and fixed his ruffled vest.

"Imagine. That woman calling "me" a rat!"

The Cat sat up and shook the cobwebs out of his mind from his little fall. Hearing the remark he grinned wide looking up at the tall clockwork man. "Maybe she meant to call you "Ratter"?" He grinned even more and vanished, just as the Hatter gave the floor the cat had recently occupied a sour look.

"..Emaciated pest..." He huffed and looked down at Alice and frowned sitting on the bed once more. "Are you alright..?" He said crossing one hand over the other on his knees.

A thoughtful smile came over Alice's face. "I've been stabbed by the Red Queen's card soldiers. Auntie doesn’t even compare with them." It was then Alice moved away from him and placed her head onto the soft pillow. "I need to rest a bit." She said hugging the bunny and the hat again. The Hatter tilted his head watching her. Outside the full moon had peeked out from behind the clouds letting in a shaft of silver light right down over her like a blanket. She looked so beautiful lying there. He remained there frozen for a few moments as his eyes closed halfway. A rather blissful looking smile moved across his face, as the main gear on his back seemed to tick a little faster. "Will you stay here with me?" She asked him and closed her eyes.

"..Hmm?" He noticed he was starring again as he shook himself alert. The gear on his back slowed back to normal as he tried to fix his tie to cover it up. "Oh Yes! Surely I will. Yes.." He looked back at the mirror. "Since I can’t..I mean..I do not wish to go back so soon..." She gave a sleepy smile, relaxing in her comfortable bed. Thinking he would probably not leave anyway until he had his hat back. She slowly patted the available space beside her, inviting him to join her. The Hatter grinned and dusted off his shoulder, a sly look came into his eyes. "Well…I suppose since it’s the only bed available..heh.." He wiggled his eyebrows at her and was about get in when the Cat reappeared right in front of him. The Hat maker’s long arms swiftly grabbed the two front posts just in time to come nose to nose with the Cheshire. The Cat grinned wide as the Hatter got a whiff of the worst case of gingivitis ever to befall a living creature as he held his breath.

"You want to remain that’s fine. But you can sit there.." The Cat purred and pointed to the chair next to her bed with a claw. "And in the morning you will have to be hid. The attic should suit 'you' fine..."

The Hatter raised a brow looking quite put out. "Attic indeed!" He said in a rough whisper. "Why must I hide along with all the other forgotten things?"

The Cat just grinned back at him never missing a beat. "You can’t be seen, and since you do not wish to go back it is where you must go."

"This is most undignified! Alice! Tell this mangy mousetrap I do not have to…Alice?" His face went blank as his long front teeth remained on the outside of his lips. Alice wasn't even hearing any of what they were saying. She was fast asleep again. But she somehow looked more peaceful than before. Maybe it was her friends in her room, waiting there, protecting her from everything. The Hatter winced to see she was still clinging to his hat, and most likely creasing the daylights out of it as he sighed. He gave one more death stare at the cat before taking a seat in the leather chair next to her bed and folded his arms in a big huff. His long legs reached all the way to her bedposts as he grunted making his blond bangs fly up. The cat just stared back at him before settling down next to Alice on her covers. His bony body and thin hair were not at all pleasant to pet but he’d shift back to his other form in the morning. The Hatter just sulked as he crossed one leg over the other, his foot waving back and forth in irritation. Imagine the nerve! Being shoved up in the attic like a broken clock! Glancing over at her and the feline a rather evil idea crept into his head. Did her Aunt mention something about a ..tea party?