One summer evening, Alice and Hatter walked through the park. Alice was due any day and being a very petite woman made her stomach look even bigger.

Alice sighed. "Well, Hatter," she said, sweetly. "Any day now, our precious child will be here."

Hatter looked down at her, lovingly, unaware of the crumbly eye booger in his left eye "Yes," he lisped. " Yes indeed. " He kissed her on the crown of her head.

A 20 year old man with his 19 year old wife were walking bye. " Wow," the woman said. "Are those two actually a couple?" she said, in shock.

"Well, looks like it. Why did that young girl marry that shabby,old man?" the man mocked.

Alice looked over at the two. "Oh, look Hatter, those two are looking at us. Yep, they're just so jealous of us because we make such a cute couple ," she said, squeazing his soft, slim, mushy arm. "You're just my perfectly strong, muscly, broad Hatter." She looked up at him and kissed his chin.

Hatter smiled down at her lovingly " And you are my Perfect, Little Alice," he said, with a very rusty throat. Hatter was so embarrassed, but he thought Alice was too moved by what he said, that she wouldnt notice his ugly rusty throat.

Alice was silent. "Well that was unemotional," she thought. "That ruined the whole touching, moment," she huffed.

Hatter could tell that she didn't approve of his rust and quickly, but quietly cleared his throat. "So," he said trying to act casual. "Shall we get going home now? The sun has set, the stars are up and you, Dear Alice, need your rest." He tapped her nose just as he said the word 'rest'.

"Oh, alright. We'll go home," Alice tiredly yawned and hugged Hatter's soft torso.

"That's My Lass," he whispered. "That's My Lass."