Hatter found a lot of things topsy-turvy in Alice's Oyster world.
The first and most important being that people here wouldn't know a good cup of tea if it splashed in their faces. Something Alice was forced to prevent many a time after they passed an innocent passerby, drinking what he considered "A disgrace ta' the beauterful institution that was Tea."
"Honestly Hatter, it's not going to kill them."
And all she would receive was stubborn set glare, his brow furrowed as he mumbled out a few choice words. "Well it was killin' me inside. Those 'ittle high-pitch'd whistles ya hear in the wind? That be the last dying screams o' their taste buds Alice, as that sewer water hits their tongues."
The second being that no one understood good fashion.
"Alice ya 'afta be goin' daft on me! There is no way yer gonna see me in such a…such a thing! It be a disgrace ta' all that I am, all that I made myself-"
"-A man who refuses to wear anything darker than pink, throws tea in people's faces, and has a hat fetish."
His kept his gaze steady on the girl, one hand tugging on the collar of his paisley shirt, another on the brim of his much cherished tawny lid. Alice fought the urge to roll her eyes. The man acted like such a child when his sense of style was attacked.
"…It's Cerise. Not pink."
"And you wonder why so many men," and hear she quoted, attempting to mock the accent she (and really all of us) secretly adored, "Seem ta' get a great deal comfortable aroun' ya."
Hatter grumbled, a moot point to quarrel with the girl on her home front. Not to mention he did not want to bring up those memories. (Perhaps that tale will be told later).
And finally he seemed to just have a problem with the men in her world. That was probably his biggest complaint, under the whole "Tea Issue" of course.
At least in Wonderland guys like…Jack, were far and few. For every five Hatter could name on one hand of the no-threat men (AKA Ratty, Club Heads, Dodo, The King, Walrus), he could barely think of even one to accompany.
But here, in Oyster world, it seemed for every man Hatter could deem as no threat to Alice, another ten popped up that could just as easily woo her away. Not that he felt threatened of course.
But Alice really shouldn't have ever dragged him into that one clothing place even he had to learn to hate. Abercrombie & Itch? Whatever it was, whose bat-brained idea was it to have half naked men be prancing around, like it was perfectly normal?!
"They were models Hatter, their only job was to sell the clothing." Hatter snorted at clothing. More like girly shorts and bad hair mousse if you ask him.
"And sneak away with another man's girl it seem'd like ta' me as well! Decidin' to flex those beastl'ay flanks o' arm in front o' ya! He wanted somethin' Alice! And it wasn' gonna be good."
"So that gives you perfectly good reason to break the man's nose, and have us banned indefinitely from the entire chain?"
"…I, I broke his nose?"
"Hatter it's not something to be happy about!"
Yes there was many a thing wrong with her Oyster world, but in the end it all came down to the same thing. He wanted to be with Alice. So he'd make due, for now.
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yay! new drabble. not sure the exact prompt i was going for, but it'll make due. i'm so happy that already about 85 views in like 7 hours. amazing it be. and thanks to you three who reviewed. although i would truly love if more did too,,,just to drop a note, say what i need to work on, a new prompt perhaps? i would love to write your suggestions people. although i am planning a 5 part excursion to when alice brings hatter to disneyland,,,perhaps i shall divulge more as i get more in this little series. so tata for now. thanks for reading.
~ja ne
