Ok so here's chapter two: "The Poison." I already wrote a whole chapter fic based on this song, but here's a little one-shot inspired by it. Hope you all enjoy!
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~Rosey
Song: The Poison
Artist: All American Rejects
Hatter sighed as the giant Alice left his hat room in the Red Queen's palace to go find the Vorpal sword. She was his poison, no question there. Like ravens and writing desks or crumbs in the butter. But she was also his cure. Minutes ago he had gone mad. Utterly, completely bonkers. And Alice put her giant hands on his face and stopped his insanity. She had told him all the best people were mad. So was she mad?
Tarrant shook his head, sitting at the table as another shreik from the Bloody Big Head pierced the air. "I'll be there shortly, your majesty," he called back, picking up a hat near him and adding a finishing touch. And his mind went back to Alice.
The last time he had seen her before she returned was when she was a wee little tyke. And now she was about his age, he supposed, though he didn't know exactly how old he was since his fight with Time. Alice thought this world was a dream. But he knew it wasn't. If he had just been dreamed up would he remember all those years of sitting at that tea table waiting for her return?
He knew she would realize soon enough that Underland was real. But then that meant she would eventually have to leave. Maybe she would ask him to go with her? But no. He frowned. He couldn't leave Underland. It was his home. There was no leaving Underland if you were born there. Underland was the only place they both knew. He never would and never could know her world. They were like night and day. Their future was impossible.
Only if you believe it is, a voice in his mind whispered.
Getting to his feet, he went to the window, looking out into the night. Had Alice found the Vorpal sword yet? Was she alright? Mercy, she needed help and he knew it. But he was trapped. Madness rose in his face. He could feel it. Curse it, Alice! How can you leave us? You haven't yet but you will! Can't you see the pain it causes, ya wee girl? Look in a blasted mirror and tell me if you see Alice or Almost Alice! Why is a raven like a-
"HAT MAN!" the Bloody Big Head screames snapped him from his insanity. Taking a deep breath, he gathered the hats in his hands and turned to the door.
I guess some times we both lose our minds, Alice. Find a better road.
Yupyup another Alice/Hatter! I think most of these are gonna be. So all I can say now is
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~Rosey