Disclaimer: Alice in Wonderland and all its characters belong to Lewis Carroll and Disney. I am making no profit for these stories. They are purely for entertainment purposes.

The Mad Hatter was by no means a romantic man. He had no knowledge of women, had no idea how to go about wooing one. He had brainstormed for days, trying to come up with something. Something to make her love him. So many ideas had popped up in his eccentric mind, only to be waved away by a gloved hand, complaining about not being picked. Some of them would hide out in his large hat, clinging to his white hair, not wanting to leave. He had shaken the first group out with some difficulty, nearly breaking his arm with the shakes. They screamed and cried and tugged at his hair. All wanted attention. All wanted to be chosen. So much screeching he thought he might go deaf.

Then amidst the noise a soft whispering idea sang into his ear. The best idea yet. Tugging off his hat, he gently picked up the soft spoken idea, then shook the screeching ones out. He came to her, gingerly holding the it in a closed fist. She gazed at it curiously, not knowing what it was. It was creature and cloud. Solid and transparent. "I had so many ideas that I threw away. This one was sweet and gentle and I brought it to you. Is it a good idea?"

She smiled up at him with shining blue eyes. "It's the most heartfelt gift I've ever received."

Because it is true. It's the thoughts that make the best presents.