Another one-shot... Kind of short... Posted under new story due to new Universe... I might continue this one too...
Maybe...
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Hatter reached for the doorknob. As it opened, a rush of familiar smells met him. He smelt her perfume, which still lingered on that purple coat he gave her; the velvet really sucked in the scent. He could smell her gym bag, the one she carried with her every day, to and from the dojo. A swarm of colors met him, as all of the paisley shirts came into sight. He hadn't worn one since she… since she left. Everything from Wonderland reminds him of her, and everything from this oyster world reeked of her.
Hatter reached up towards the hat box on the top shelf. He retrieved it and lifted the lid off. He slipped the porkpie hat off his head, and as he did it, he remembered how much she loved that hat. He placed the hat in the box, gently, with no tricks or flourishes, and he set it in its place. He closed the door to the closet and he pulled out the key, locking his pain behind that door.
In the time to come, the shirts turned black. The hats became darker and the hair grew longer. The accent was the first thing about him that started to go. He lost his Wonderlander accent, the one thing that still made him him. He began to hate Wonderland, to fear it. It's where they met, the reason they met.
Suddenly, as though waking from a dream, Hatter received a visitor. He opened the door, and greeted her. He looked down to her side and smiled at the girl holding her hand. The woman introduced herself as Regina. "This girl," she said "is your daughter. She is Alice's blood. Take care of her Hatter," With that, she left him there. He answered, silently towards her back, "Jefferson. My name is Jefferson."
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