I don't own any of the characters in this fanfic. I love Hatter (Andrew Lee Potts) and so of course I had to do a fanfic about him. :)
The young woman gave an irritated sigh beside the disheveled looking bum. "Ratty this better be worth my Wonderland coins or you are dead," she threatened. Ratty ignored her turning his attention to a white chair with only a hat visible and some very disheveled dark brown hair. "I brought you Alice," Ratty said. The person wearing the hat visibly flinched before swinging the chair around. Immediately the man in the chair relaxed taking in the young woman before him. The young woman on the other hand turned on Ratty pissed. "You brought me to Hatter? Are you kidding me? I want my money back," she snapped at him. Before she could grab him he scampered out of the way. "It's Alice," he insisted looking over at Hatter. The man in the chair wore an amused smile. "Seems you know who I am but I am most certain that you are not the Alice I once knew," he said to the young woman. She rolled her eyes. "Of course I know who you are and of course I'm not your ex girlfriend," she snapped at him. He quirked an eyebrow at her. "Then who are you? And why did you not return home with the other oysters?" He asked. The young woman gaped at him. "I'm, I'm not Alice," she stammered. Hatter raised an eyebrow. "But she's Alice of legend. Blond hair, blue eyes, porcelain skin," Ratty put out there. "Rat leave," Hatter demanded and immediately Ratty scampered off. "Okay not Alice. What is you're name then," he pushed. The young woman looked away. "I can't remember. It was something odd but not Alice," she mumbled. "Jeeze," Hatter exclaimed growing bored. "That's it! Jez! That's my name," she exclaimed. Hatter rolled his eyes. "Well now we're getting somewhere," he announced.
"Well now Jez what's you're last name?" Hatter asked sipping some tea. Jez studied him for a minute suspicious if he had returned to his old ways and the old tea. "Normal tea love. I'm a friend so you're name?" He pushed sensing her questioning thoughts. Jez shook her head. "If I didn't remember my first name then how would I remember my last?" She replied smartly. Amusement danced behind his eyes. "Wonderland it is," Hatter declared standing up and putting his tea down. Jez raised an eyebrow at him. "You're kidding," she said. Hatter shook his head turning to her with a tilt of his head. "Hardly. Wonderland has now adopted you since you seem to have abandoned you're world," he told her. Jez looked at him curiously. "Why would I want to be adopted by this god forsaken place?" She questioned. Hatter stared tiredly at her. "Why would you want to leave your home when you could have returned there a few months ago?" Hatter replied with his own question. Jez sighed, talking with Hatter was a headache. "Because there's nothing for me there like there was for you. Also its a lot nicer here now with the new king," she replied. Hatter's lip twitched in annoyance. "Of course our new king," he said with venom in his voice. It was Jez's turn to look amused. "Of course! You don't exactly get along with our new king ever since him and Alice," she pointed out making the connection. Hatter spun around with a smile on his face. "What can I do for you Jez in Wonderland?" He asked completely ignoring their past line of conversation. Rolling her eyes Jez went along with Hatter's whirlwind thought process. "An honest job here in Wonderland. Do you think you could manage that Hatter?" She asked pointedly. The amusement returned to his smile and lips. "How much do you know about tea?" He asked.
Hatter couldn't help but like the girl. She put up a fight and didn't take anything from anyone. She could also throw everything he threw at her right back. She had to be crafty to have survived in Wonderland on her own for so long. He showed her around his new honest teashop. She was clever and smarter then she let off to be. She new a lot about teas and impressed Hatter right off the bat. "Where are you staying?" He asked when he was trying to figure out how long it would take her to get to work. She looked away trying to quickly come up with a better answer then the truth. Hatter noticed it and knew the feeling. "Why don't you crash on my couch for a few days that way I can help you open and close if I need you to?" He suggested. Jez bit her lip not liking charity. "Sure but just a day or two I have to make sure nothing goes bad at home," she replied trying to sound convincing. Hatter gave a curt nod impressed with how thorough she was. "Well let's go back to my place and I'll give you an early pay since you gave what you had to Ratty," he said turning and walking away before she could protest like he knew she would.
Hatter had a nice place though any place warm and with cushions would have been nice to Jez. She would have gladly slept on the floor had Hatter said so, so long as it was warm. Hatter tossed her a pillow and blanket which she caught against her chest. "Figured you could make your bed before going out shopping for new clothes," Hatter told her. Jez turned startled. "What's the matter with the clothes I have?" She demanded. Hatter raised an eyebrow at her. "They're boring," he replied simply. Jez stared at Hatter's unique sense of style. With a frown Jez turned and made up the couch. "Fine I'll shop," she said tiredly. Hatter smirked never knowing a girl to not want to shop. He tossed her a bag with some coins in it. "Nothing red though," he warned as she headed towards the door with it. Jez paused and without turning smirked and continued out. "I'm serious," Hatter called after her.
The next morning Jez met Hatter in the teashop after she locked up his place. Hatter stopped what he was doing the moment he saw her. She wore dark skinny jeans tucked into nice black buckle boot heels. She had a white tank top with a black women's vest over it. Her blonde hair curling slightly around her shoulders. She looked amazing that Hatter's jaw dropped. She had smudged her eyeliner to make her blue eyes even bluer. Hatter was able to regain his composure though when he saw the hat she wore on her head. It was a black fedora but it had a red plaid design on it. He frowned. "I said no red," he told her. She hadn't missed his earlier staring. "Oh well it was the only hat that fit and I needed some color," she replied hustling over to the counter to pick up a pad and a pen to get to work. Hatter continued to frown over at her. Before she could go and take costumers orders he grabbed her elbow and steered her behind the tea bar. "You have to be careful. People here will drink the tea but don't think they don't wish for the old tea. You have to hide you're mark carefully," he warned. Jez smirked at him. "I think it will be very hard for any of them to see my mark," she replied with a tone in her voice that told him she knew something he didn't. Satisfied though he let her get to work.