"The railway running through Wonderland sounds charming, but inefficient. Noise and smoke, like 'snips and snails', perhaps. Best forget that train. A mock turtle as conductor? No, I don't think that will do at all."
The hare's long ears tilted forward towards the sound of a train's engine running. Train tracks lead onto a hill where a large, welcoming wooden sign that read "Looking Glass Line" could be seen. Soon, a fairly normal looking train arrived at it's station right on schedule, just as the hare expected. Out of the engine car emerged a turtle with a bull's head and feet. This was the Mock Turtle, the conductor of the Looking Glass railway. It seems that he'd have finished a day's work since all of the passenger cars were empty. This is how Hare was told he wanted to catch the turtle; alone.
The turtle turned around and waved in the hare's direction in a friendly manner, letting the hare know that he had been spotted (not that Hare was trying to hide from him anyway). Seeing Mock Turtle's polite greeting, Hare almost felt bad for what he had to do. He shook his head, tossing aside any twinges of regret he might have, and moved up the hill to "greet" the turtle back. Once he got close enough to the train, the turtle excitedly ran over to him to shake his hand. "Oh, how do you do, Hare? It's been so long-Oh!" The turtle jumped back in realization as he nearly grabbed the hare's bladed arm and cut his fin trying to shake it like a hand. Once he had gotten over that state of shock, he took a moment to observe the hare's body. It was enough that the hare now only had one hand and fully organic arm, but then combine that with the fact that his legs were now gone and replaced with gears, springs, and other mechanical gizzards! Now combine that with the plate nailed into his head, the bolts in his ears, and the dark expression on his face and he looked almost monster-like.
"My, my, what happened to you, then?" asked the turtle. "The Queen's rule wasn't very kind to you, then, was it? You hadn't been around these parts since before then." The turtle tilted his head, but then smiled and shook the hare's only organic hand. "Well, it's good to see you back around, anyway." The hare simply nodded. "Aye." He returned the gesture and shook the turtle's fin back, however, the dark, blank expression remained on his face. Mock Turtle frowned at this, as it didn't seem the hare would say anything other than "Aye". "I say, why so silent, good friend?" asked the mock turtle. The hare let go of the turtle's fin and turned towards the train next to him, observing it. "So...this is theh Lookin' Glass Line Ah've heard much aboot." "Why, yes! And I take much pride in running it, don't you know? Ever since Gryphon's...passing on, I've had to keep myself busy and I found great joy in doing this! Making deliveries and transporting citizens around Wonderland makes me almost as happy as dancing did!" Hare silently walked to the end of the engine car as he observed it, then over to the sign. "Ah see..." The hare lifted his bladed arm and swung it towards one of the wooden poles that kept the sign up, chopping it in half. This caused the sign to fall over, breaking the other pole.
"Hare? Wh-what are you doing?"
"Ah'm sorry, but this 'as to go."
"What? What has to go?"
"This! All of this!"
Hare proceeded to walk back over to the front of the train and, with all of his strength, pushed it onto it's side. "Hare! I-I don't understand... Wh-why? Why are you doing this?" The hare turned around to see the turtle now on his knees, shaking from fright. The hare leaned over so his head was just above the shaking turtle's and glared right into the turtle's small, frightened eyes. "Get out. Yer train's of no use 'ere." "B-but...I..." "Out, Ah said!" The turtle got up and ran as fast as a turtle with cow legs could. Ever since, he'd been watching the industry form all around the train tracks from afar.