Lillian stuck her tongue out at the rabbit and walked into a darker part of the forest.

"Oh man. This is like the parts in movies when some freak with a dagger jumps out and cuts people to ribbons... If a crazy slasher dude jumps out right now I'm toast..."

Something laughed.

"EEP!" Lillian squeaked. "Crazy slasher dude?" she whispered. "Is that you?"

A thin band of purple spun around in a tree. Then a white crescent glided onto it's side.

"What's the moon doing down here so early... and so far down..."

"Lost?"

"Who 'dat?!" Lillian spun around.

"Are you lost?"

"NO!...MAYBE!...OKAY YES!"

"I can take you to a tea party."

"WHO... ARE... YOU?!"

"Who are you? The Caterpillar?"

"The what? Who are you?! And WHERE are you?! SHOW YOURSELF! What are you?"

"I'm the Cheshire Cat. And you are NOT the Caterpillar. He has a bunch of feet! And you only have two!"

"Where are you? Show yourself!"

"I'm in the tree crazy girl."

"Okay, now what are you?"

"It's in the name! I'm a kitty!... Meow..."

Lillian felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and was face-to-face with a purple smiling cat.

"BAAAAAAAH!" she screeched.

"Same to you my dear."

"HELP!" Lillian screamed and started running around.

The cat's eyes grew. "She's crazy... Go see the Hatter."

"I would if I knew WHO THE HECK THE HATTA WAS!"

"The Hatter is this loon that has un-birthday parties with the March Hare aaand-"

"Woah, woah wait... un-birthdays? Where did he hear that- I MADE IT UP!"

"I'll take you to him..."

The Cheshire cat disappeared.

"Follow my footsteps..."

Four paw prints appeared in front of her.

"Um ok..."

The paw prints raced ahead into the darkness.

"Where'd you go?!" Lillian squeaked. "I'm scared..."

She turned around quickly when-

"BOO!" The Cheshire cat popped up right in front of her.

"AAAAAAAAOH! GOOD GOD! WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT?!"

"Nope!"

Just then a giant moth came by and picked up Lillian.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! NONONONONONONONOOOO!"

The cat appeared in front of her.

"So... how are you doing?"

"AHHHHHHHH!"

"That's nice, me too. Enjoying the ride?"

"NONONONOOOO! I'M NOT!"

"Well... that's a shame..."

"YES! IT IS! Now could you do me one favor?"

"Yes."

"GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!"

"No need to shout."

"I AM BEING CARRIED AWAY BY A GIANT MOTH! NOW YOU TELL ME THERE'S NO NEED TO SHOUT!"

The Cheshire cat snapped and the moth disappeared. Lillian plunged downward.

"NO! I DIDN'T MEAN LIKE THIIIS!"

There was a guy in a big green hat picking up a mushroom.

"AAAAAAH! MUSHROOM DUUUUDE!"

He looked up. "Did you hear something?" He said to the mushroom. "I am certain I heard something."

THUD!

Lillian fell right on top of the random mushroom dude.

"Ouch..." he said.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" Lillian said and scrambled off of the dude. She sat down in the grass and he sat up.

"Fooled you didn't I?"

"Did that not hurt you?"

"Were you trying to hurt me?"

"No! Not at all!"

He smiled. "Very well then." He stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Wherever you are." He held out his hand and helped Lillian up.

"I've been told by three... things... animals I think to 'See the Hatter' and I never have found him."

"Well..." he stomped his foot and threw his arms out to his sides. "You've succeeded." He tipped his hat. "Mr. Mad Hatter at your service my dear..."