Chapter four

Alice's POV

My first instinct was to explain, babble, and hopefully explain more. My second instinct was to run, although I am particularly slow. But alas, neither of these things happened. I sat in fear. Realization that he knew and I needed to stop being so very foolish and that we needed to continue our journey.

"Listen, Hatter. I've been acting perfectly dreadful these past days. I'm terribly sorry. I hope we might still carry on with our journey."

He knew exactly what this meant. His smirk faded slowly, and he looked quite confused. "Well..." he muttered. "I'm not stupid and I'm sure I can reasonably find another interesting spot in Wonderland." after this he whispered to himself, "I'm no ignorant schoolboy either."

He sat up and walked away. In the distance he picked off his top hat and launched it behind him. Then jumping up and climbing the nearest tree. He looked queer as he climbed the tree, He was very tall and very skinny, probably something that happened after all his years of tea. I sighed and sat down myself, but on a large purple rock.

I had no idea the danger I was in.

Hatter's POV

Had I really seemed easy to trick? Was I stupid enough to fall for some con? I thought sadly in the tree. How I longed for my clearing, with it's lovely tea, and I believed I missed that horrendous Doormouse.

My thoughts were drowned down by the roar of a trumpet in the far off distance. The Red Queen. A beauty of course, loud, rambunctious, and almost always mad. Not my equal in madness but mad such as in angry. I loved to rile her. I loved the way her thin lips would grimace at me and bark orders. I loved her pale, beautiful face. She would take my mind off things. My dear Red Queen would give me something to do. He smirked.

"Perhaps it's time I paid the lovely queen a visit..." I thought aloud. I took one large leap from the content tree and made my way to her castle. Who wants some plain girl when I can see a queen I thought over and over again. But I had not heard from Alice so perhaps she doesn't need me either, I thought

I continued my path.

Alice's POV

I was locked in a terribly filthy dungeon. It smelled worse then it looked. Much worse. I didn't know what had come upon me. At one minute I was pitying myself on that stone, and the next hands grab me and I'm here. I don't even know what I did! I am being held under false accusations... and I don't know what to think or do.

"Litl Miss! Come er'!" one of the strange men called. "How can I if I'm locked in this atrocious room!" I lashed out, tears swelling in my eyes.

"Aye, you mate! Open da bloody door an escort er!" I hear keys silently clanging, then the door opens. I'm thrown out and taken up red carpeted stairs.

They lead me with their grubby arms to what I believe is the throne room. I beautiful young women sits on the throne, her face fierce.

"Hello, your majesty! We meet for the 37th time! It's a pleasure and honor!" I recognize the voice and stare in disbelief at the boy with ruffled hair, a mangy outfit on. I refuse to trust this mess. My mind MUST be playing tricks on her. But no. It is the Hatter, his voice is barely filled with sarcasm but you can openly hear it.

"Mad Hatter, what a horrific surprise." She lets a smile play on her lips. She's draped with silk and satin only making her all the more alluring. I can feel he wants her. This strains me very, very much so.

"You look majestic this evening, My queen," I know there's not any sarcasm anymore, he means it. He thinks she's just exciting, tempting, and I hate it. I hate him.