Nunnally raced towards, an old rundown windmill. She saw the Dormouse, from before. He was speaking to a March Hare, with red hair. In the center, was man dressed in a yellow and black tux, red and white pattern pants, and hat atop his head. His face, was the same as Lelouch's. He saw Nunnally, and walked on the table, to get her. He bent down, and smiled.

He said, "Nunnally. As you can see, we're still having tea because we've been, waiting for you. Naughty."

The Dormouse yelled, "Hatter, I keep trying to say, that's not the girl. It's the wrong, Nunnally!"

The March Hare grabbed her ears, and screamed, "It's the WRONG Nunnally!?"

Hatter calmly stated "You're absolutely Nunnally. I'd know you anywhere." He turned to his friends and said, "I'd know her anywhere!" All three of them laughed, like mad people. The Hatter picked Nunnally up, and walked across the table with her, again.

He said, "It's far past tea time. But after you left, Time got offended and stopped ticking."

Nunnally replied, "Time can be funny, in dreams." Nunnally knew that dreams, were always weird. Her brother believed in impossible things, but even he would call this place, bizarre.

The Hatter said, "Yes, but now you're back! And we need to be getting on, to the Frabtious day!"

The others yelled "Frabtious Day!" They seemed, like they'd be happy when that day came.

The Hatter said, "Without you around, our world is falling into ruin. But now that you're back, we may be free of the Jabberwocky! Once that's gone, no more Red King."

The Hare and Dormouse yelled, "Down with the bloody, Big Head!"

Nunnally confusedly asked, "What did they say?" She had no idea, what they were talking about.

The Cheshire Cat appeared again. She said, "Down with the bloody Big Head. The bloody Big Head, being the Red King. Have you seen him? He makes me lose my appetite." She turned to the Hatter, and said, "Do forgive me, Hatter but I can't help but be late. I'm not in the mood for tea, though."

The Hatter said, " Oh. The filthy, cowardly, traitor cat, is no mood for tea." He smiled while saying that, but he seemed like he was upset.

The cat replied, "Oh Hatter, you know that was NOT my fault!"

The Hatter's expression changed, to anger. He stood on the table again, looking furious.

He said, "You were supposed to warn us, of any tricks from the Red King. You abandoned your post, because you were to cowardly. You are coward, and a traitor! A cheat. Juggling, Slurking, yoreboat, BORLOAM et BRIMM!"

The Hare yelled, "Hatter!"

The Hatter calmed down, and sat back down.

The Cat said, "Come now, Tarren! You used to be so joyful! You did the best Futterwacken, I'd ever seen!"

Nunnally asked, "Futter what?"

Dormouse, "Futterwacken!"

Hare explained, "It's a dance!"

They danced around a bit, but Hatter stayed still (Surprisingly).

He said, "On that day... The Frabtious day. When the White King and White Queen, once again where their crowns... On that day, my friends, I shall Futterwacken... Vigorously!"

The sound of hooves were heard.

The Dormouse whispered, "The Red Knight!"

Indeed, the Red Knight came. He and four other guards, and a bloodhound.

The Cheshire Cat saw this said, "Goodbye." Then disappeared.

The Knight said, "If it isn't my favorite trio... Of lunatics!"

The Hare yelled, "You're all late, for TEA!" She threw a cup at the Knight, but he dodged it.

Nunnally was hidden in a teapot, hearing the whole thing. The pot was in the Hatter's lap, but nonetheless Nunnally was afraid.

The bloodhound sniffed the pot, then ran away.

The Red Knight told his men, "Follow the bloodhound!" They did so.

The knight left in anger. As soon as he did, Hatter brought Nunnally out of the teapot.

She asked, "Why did you not, use some form of madness to drive away, the knight?"

The Hatter replied, "The Red King has taken, what makes everyone, themselves. Their madness. The more rules he adds, the less mad Underland becomes. I never did like that name though, Underland. Never sounded right, what did you call it, again? Oh yes, Wonderland! Much better!" He realized how serious this was.

He told Nunnally, "Come with me. We'll see what's left of Witzend."

(Author's note: Yeah. Reviews are accepted, as long as they are not death threats. Tell me what you think!)