A/N Very much the shortest one yet...inspired by my own need to drink tea late at night...
The teapot whistled in earnest, and quickly creshendoed to an ear-bleeding pitch.
Hatter jumped up off the couch in his apartment. It was 1 in the morning, Alice was asleep, and the last thing he wanted to do was wake her up. His Alice liked her sleep.
He quickly turned off the burner, and grabbed the kettle. He cooed to it. "Shh, my pretty little darling. You'll wake Alice with those screams." The kettle grunted its last bit of steam, and gave in to it's master's wishes.
Hatter poured his cuppa and sat back on the couch with a book from Alice's shelves. Faintly, he could hear her snores; she was just so cute when she slept.
Why disturb the sleeping angel with his fix?