Raivis In Wonderland
Ch.4 The Tea Party
The group made their way back into the garden and sat down at the tea cup littered table. The garden itself held the most beautiful flowers Raivis had ever laid eyes on. They bloomed with all the colors of the visible spectrum, and when the breeze moved though their petals, a sweet heady scent filled the air.
The only thing that sullied the light, airy setting was the dreadful silence that engulfed the four at the table. It was a warm, sunny day, but it might as damp, dank, and dark with the heavy mood of the gardens occupants.
Raivis sipped at his tea, repressing the urge to gag. It had indeed gone cold, as Hatter had warned. He set down his cup and pushed it away, looking up he saw that everyone had done the same.
"So," Said Hatter, finally shattering the damnable quiet. "I know why you are here, I know who sent you, but you never told me your name."
Raivis blushed, realizing he'd never properly introduced himself. "My name is Raivis." He said, fiddling nervously with the hem of his skirt. It was really uncomfortable for him. Door mouse could have at least made him a pair of shorts to wear under it.
Hatter nodded. "That is a peculiar name." He remarked.
"It's not to me." Raivis said. "In fact I think going by 'The Hatter' is certainly very silly."
The Hatter chuckled. "I suppose where you are from a nomenclature such as Raivis is run of the mill."
Raivis had no idea what a nomenclature was so he remained silent.
Apparently the Door mouse didn't have a clue either because he chimed in with. "Like what is a nomen-whatever?"
"It means classification." Hatter explained. "So if I may reiterate, you came to me because an English cat told you that I could help you find your way home, is this correct?"
"Yes, he also suggested that I visit the Red Czar but only if I wanted to die." Raivis explained.
"Wise choice." Hatter said, then standing. "However I am afraid that I can not help you, I am sorry if the cat raised your hopes too high. You'd be better off just remaining here with us."
"But..." Raivis's eyes started filling with tears for what felt like the hundredth time that day. He leaned foreword, burying his head in his arms. The tears came hot and quick, rolling down his cheeks and nose, leaving gray splotches on the white table cloth.
A gentle hand was laid on his shoulder, a small comforting gesture that immediately slowed the flood of tears to a trickle. He turned to the person, who was kneeling beside him, burying his head in the others shoulder. Arms wrapped around him, keeping him still. Raivis closed his eyes, taking a deep breath he inhaled the familiar scent of cornflowers and daisies.
"Are you okay?" The Hatter asked, rubbing his back. Raivis nodded, still holding onto the other.
"There is something I can do Raivis..." Hatter trailed off.
"Hatter no." The hare said, speaking up for the first time. "Remember what happened last time!"
"I remember Hare, trust me I still remember, " Hatter stood back up from his kneeling position. "There has never been a single day where my mind doesn't return to that day." The Hatters eyes where filled with a determined fire. "And I will never let it happen again."
Hare sat down and Door mouse leaned over and squeezed his hand. "It won't happen again." Door mouse smiled brightly.
"It's decided then, we're going to the Red Czars palace." Hatter declared.