It's always tea time here. It's always tea time in Wonderland.
Days used to go by peacefully and normally, if anything could be normal in Wonderland, but that was before Mad Hatter angered Time. Ever since then, it's always been 6 o'clock. This doesn't bother him, though most other things do, because Mad Hatter likes tea to such an extent that it's no longer a liking. Other than himself, there are a total of 3 people who usually attend his never-ending tea party: March Hare and Dorm Mouse. March Hare makes a pleasant addition to any event, especially after he went Mad. Dorm Mouse is hardly ever noticed, since he is always in slumber, but he is an excellent arm-rest.
Mad Hatter isn't very tolerant of strangers, especially rude ones. Then again, he isn't tolerant of most things. To him, rude is when you sit yourself down at a tea party without being invited. One person fell into that category: Alice. Unlike most, she had walked towards his small gathering instead of away. She must have be new to Wonderland. Anybody with a common sense, and even those without one, would know well enough to not get near a Hatter, especially one that isn't Sane. There's a certain degree of danger involved with Mad Hatters, particularly when they're accompanied by March Hares and Dorm Mice.
Alice sat herself down in the armchair next to Hatter's. "No room," he replied, sipping from a porcelain cup. March Hare had chimed in too, "No room!". Alice didn't seem to agree, "There's Plenty of room!" she argued. It didn't matter, it wasn't her tea party, it was his, and he said, "No room". Being stubborn as always, Alice crossed her arms and daintily raised her nose. With one last attempt, Dorm Mouse said, "You have to go, there's no room," in his sleep. Alice didn't budge from her royal throne. Mad Hatter gently put down his cup, "You're right, Dorm Mouse, she needs to leave..."
A sickening thud sounded as the corpse hit the ground. Crimson droplets splashed amber tea. Red on Red, at least the cushions won't be stained. Mad Hatter replaced the butter knife he had picked up moments earlier, the same one that had punctured Alice's chest and slashed at her heart, as March Hare broke the silence with a deranged laughter. Hatter and Hare turned their heads towards the broken, lifeless body, "Happy Un-Birthday", they remarked. Hatter's expression rarely changes, but as he rose from his seat, a demented grin found it's way onto his face, "Oh dear, I think I need a clean cup..."
"Again?"
Hatter continued drinking tea in silence. March Hare danced around the table, "Again, again, again, ahahahaha!" he echoed.
White Rabbit let out a long breath as he drags the body away. Tomorrow, another Alice will be lured to Wonderland, maybe she will make it pass Hatter.
This is for you, Red Queen of Hearts, you and your twisted hobby.
Note: So I thought about it...and I revamped it! Yeah! This story has been in my mind for a really looooooooooong time...and I think I'll make a Flash animation of it. Oh yeah, I'm not great at writing, so please don't be too harsh! I tried my best, it's better than the version I have on paper, trust me. I've always thought that the Mad Hatter should be a little more....I don't know....dark? Scary? Anyway, I tried to keep it close to the book, but I just love the unbirthday part from the movie, so I added it :D ahahahahahahaha