The Waiting Song
A Hatter and Alice FF
The Mad Hatter sat quietly in his chair at the end of the tea table staring blankly into his tea. He came to a startling conclusion a while ago, the tea was cold. So naturally, he didn't drink it. Who would like cold tea?
Only a mad man. He thought wryly to himself.
Himself. That was just the problem. He wasn't himself, at least not anymore. Some people would say that it was impossible to not be yourself.
They have a pretty good argument, He thought, I mean, how can you not be yourself, its impossible.
Only if you believe it is. His mad voice said.
That was something he noticed. He was losing his madness, he was going, Sane.
He wanted to gag at the word. People who were sane were not right. Only the best people are mad!
He froze. One word came to his mind and he got the madness.
Alice.
Mallymkun noticed the Hatter's eyes start to change color, a mad orange color. Uh oh. He started mumbling incoherent words under his breath ad he slammed his tea cup down on the table.
"She's terribly late, I'm tired of waiting!" He yelled in his thick Scottish Brogue.
Mally was about to say something when Big Mouth Hare over there (Hmmmm, a rhyme) shouted out the maddest thing he has ever come up with, well almost the maddest.
"Waiting eh! Waiting you say, Ohhhhh, a rhyme! Well, let's make the time go along by singing the Waiting Song! Another rhyme!" He yelled clutching his spoon closer to him.
The Hatter stood up on the table with a hatpin in his hand, imitating a conductor.
"Start us off March!" He yelled, starting to sound normal again.
Waiting around
Upside down,
With a frown
She's terribly late
For an important date
Her mad friend
Has gone round the bend
His crazy hair
Losing its flair
The Hatter stopped his movement and listened to his friends sing about, Him.
His face carries a frown
Oh the silly clown
The color of his eyes
The way he cries
How she loved him
And his mad self
Then left him alone
Losing his head
The Hatter realized how much he really missed Alice, and he was started to get a tad bit angry that his friends were singing about it.
He hanging around like a bat
The cat is stealing his precious hat
Alice dear wherever you are
Please come back he is drifting far
Alice my dear oh dear
Come back before he sheds another,
Hatter ran off the table and into the woods, but before he was out of sound range, he heard them finish off the song.
TEARRRRRR!
A small drop of water ran down his cheek.
"Oh dear, I'm leaking." He said to himself.
He came to two conclusions that day,
1: He was in love with Alice Kingsley
2: He absolutely hated the Waiting Song.