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Based on the Hatter and Alice from Syfy's Alice (2009)
Chapter 1
In a bedroom, in an apartment not far away from the centre of the city, two children lay in their beds eagerly. They were waiting too see who was going to come through the door to tell them a story just before they go to sleep.
Would it be Daddy or Mommy? If it was Mommy, it was likely to be a story that was fun but it would have a moral at the end to help the children behave. If it was Daddy, it was more likely to be about curious adventures in a far away place called Wonderland, Daddy always said never to tell the others about Wonderland for the adults would try to tell them that it didn't exist. That it was just a children's story. But the children knew that the other adults were wrong. For as their Daddy always reminded them, they maybe half Oyster but they where also half Wonderlander too and that was special.
The door opened a crack and in floats those magical words "Who's ready for a story?" Tonight it is coming from a mixture of a Yorkshire and Mockney accent only belong to Daddy. Sure enough he enters the room still wearing his trademark pork-pie hat, this time in black.
"Me, me, me!" chorused the two children, making Hatter beam.
"Now what story do ya want tonight kids?" he asks, already knowing the answer. Sure enough it comes from his son on the left. "The one about how you and Mommy met"
Hatter sighs and glances at his son. Charlie who is eight years old, smiles back at him with a knowing glint in his eyes that sparkled with mischief, he has Hatter's eyes and a mixture of both Hatter and Alice's features. Hatter gives the same reply he always does at this time at night. "No, you're too young to hear that still."
"But when will I be old enough?" demands Charlie, he's not going to give up tonight.
"When you're ten"
"Eleven" says Alice, her voice projecting from the living room.
Hatter raises his eyes brows at his son, "sorry mate, I tried"
"How about the when you and Mommy got married?" asked Jaq who's eyes and all of her features come from Alice. But Jaq has inherited Hatter's famous sledgehammer right hand which made her dangerous at merely six years old.
"Now that my dear Jaq is a good story, Charlie you ok with that?" asks Hatter
Charlie nods as Jaq grins at her story being chosen. Hatter pulls a three legged stall up so he can sit in between the two single beds, readjusts his hat and allows the memory of that beautiful day wash over him, every single detail coming back to him clearly.
A/n Hope you didn't miss me too much! This is my first Hatter/Alice story so be nice but please please review ! All reviews are greatly appreciated! :-)
