Authors Note: Hey, have any of you seen Alice on SyFy? Oh my gosh it was AMAZING! I am a HUGE Hatter fan! (Actually I was even BEFORE Alice, but seeing Hatter in it made me fall even more in love with him! Andrew Lee Potts was perfect for his part!) What do you guys think of Hatter? Haha enjoy and comment! I love to hear from you guys!
Alice followed Hatter to a small, worn down old building, its once bright pink and purple walls now fading to a musty gray. A sign hang loosely from the top of it, the letters bleeding together so that Alice had to stop and even then she could barely make out what it said;
Hatter's and March Hare's Tea Party
"Alice? Are you coming?" Hatter was at the door, holding it open. Alice nodded and walked to the door, Hatter following her in behind.
The place looked the same on the inside as it did on the outside. Portraits that Alice could tell once covered the walls proudly now were crooked, most of them on the floor. The rest of the room besides that was bare, all except for a grand table that filled the entire place, only enough room on the sides to pull out chairs or pass through.
"Hatter? Is that you?" Someone that sat at the end table that Alice had barely noticed as she walked in looked up. Alice gasped when her eyes met with the speakers face.
"You're a…a…rabbit!" Alice cried, looking at the fuzzy face of the speaker.
"Now, now miss," the rabbit took a sip of his tea, no amusement on his furry face, "the correct term is Hare. I am March Hare, that is what you may call me. Now Hatter," March Hare directed his attention to Hatter, who stood beside Alice, a smirk on his face from the 'rabbit' comment. "You had not informed me that a lady was to be coming here. I would have tidied the place up more, pulled back the shitters, made new tea. Are you thirsty miss?"
Alice gaped at the March Hare, bewildered the sight of him as he got up and hurried about, moving things from the table and setting them in empty chairs.
"I never imagined heaven to be like this." Alice meant to say in her head, but still it came out.
"Heaven? Heaven?" The Hare laughed in amusement. "My dear child, you think this is heaven? You are far wrong from that!"
"Then what the heck is this place?" Alice cried, swimming in much embarrassment, her face returning to that scarlet color that she seemed to be going to a lot on this day. "I was attacked while I was walking home with…," Alice hesitated, "someone and so that someone told me to run and jump through a Looking Glass and so I did and I met up with a crazy smiling cat and flowers that think I'm a weed and I nearly drowned and things are still running through my head with this kiss I had with this guy that I kinda like and I have no idea what's going on!"
Alice fell into one of the chairs nearest to her and put her head on the table, sobbing. Alice heard a chair being moved out next to her and Hatter's face came into her view.
"I'm sorry. I understand that this must be very hard for you." Hatter awkwardly rubbed Alice's back, who tried her hardest to suppress her childish tears.
"Well," The Hare slapped his hands together, breaking the silence. "I'll get some tea for us all." And with that, he left the tea shop, going out back.
"I'm sorry." Alice wiped her tears back with her hand, taking deep breath. "I didn't mean to break down. This change has just been," Alice took another breath, "so hard for me and I-"
"Alice." Hatter stared into her eyes. "Don't worry about it. Cry when you want to cry. Laugh when you want to laugh. I'm not here to judge you or hurt you." Alice smiled, feeling very warm and safe with Hatter around.
"I brought some tea!" March Hare announced, making Alice and Hatter jump in their seats. The Hare, though, didn't seem to notice at all as he waltzed in a seated himself across from where Alice and Hatter sat, a full pot of piping hot teat in his furry fingers.
Alice shivered, although being almost fully dry and with Hatter's warm jacket on, she felt a chill up her spine. "Yes, tea does sound nice." Alice said, reaching across the table as the Hare handed her a cup of tea. Alice's necklace swayed back and forth as she did so, making a chiming noise as it hit the teacup.
"Oh my god. The necklace." March Hare gasped in mid-pour, spilling over the tea onto the table. He didn't seem to mind though, for his attention was fully focused on Alice's charm that hung around the gold chain against her neck. Alice's hand went to it immediately, holding it protectively in her clutches.
"It's just a necklace." Alice said curtly, not sure what else to say.
"Let me see it, child." The Hare beckoned for it.
"No." Alice argued, holding the necklace closer to her, leaning away from the Hare.
"What's so special about it, Hare my friend?" Hatter asked, his voice uneasy and the March Hare's rowdiness.
"You said your name was Alice, correct?" The Hare questioned Alice, his voice getting more excited.
"I didn't tell you but yes, it is." Alice replied, her actions still wary.
"How did you get that necklace? Where are your parents? Can you open the stubborn thing?" The Hare's questions coming more fast and hurried.
"I've had it with me my entire life, a gift from my parents. They left me at the age of eight, their whereabouts I am unsure of and no, I cannot get this locket open as long as I can remember." Alice spoke quickly, for it seemed that everybody else was talking fast with an unusual tone.
"Oh my god! It is true! Queen Alice! It's you! The Queen of Wonderland!" March Hare shouted in joy, reaching for the sky as if giving a blessing.
"What do you mean 'The Queen of Wonderland'?" Alice cried out, setting her teacup down on the table hardly.
"Yes what are you talking about Hare?" Hatter questioned the fluffy fellow as he nearly jumped in excitement.
"Most precisely that." March Hare replied, leaving Alice feeling very confused. "You say your parents left you at a young age?" Alice nodded her head, "And that all that you have to remember them is that necklace which you could never open?" He gestured to Alice's neck where she fingered the gold heart charm; a habit she had developed when sitting down since she was a child. "That's all the proof we need to have to prove that you are not just Alice, you are the Alice. Queen Alice."
Alice hid the necklace from the Hare's view. "I can't be a Queen. I don't want to be a Queen. I just want to return home and go back to my orphanage where I belong, ok?"
"Only you can be Queen, Alice. You hold the life of Queens of Wonderland past in that necklace of yours; the life of powerful rulers past, the extraordinary power from many ages past. Such power that many people would kill for." The Hare's eyes grew wide, "Such power to turn a man mad." Hatter was in out of his seat and in front of Alice in a flash.
"It is extraordinary power, one that is held in Alice's necklace, Hare my friend. That's why it graces the neck of Lady Alice to stay safe. And on Alice's neck it shall stay, isn't that right?"
March Hare gave a chilling look to Hatter. "My hands are much safer for it though, more safer then a teenage girl."
"Excuse me, but no one is getting this necklace." Alice snapped, which sent Hare's eyes back to her.
"Such power…" He breathed, his hands curling to claws "Give it to me!" He lunged at Alice's neck like a wild animal. Alice screamed and put her hands up in defense, waiting for the blow. Hatter grabbed March Hare and shoved him across the long table, disrupting many tea cups, shattering them onto the floor.
Hatter turned to Alice and grabbed her hand. "We have to get out of here!" They made a mad dash for the door, screams erupting from their throats. Hatter grabbed the door handle just as Alice felt Hare's paw grab her hair and pull Alice backwards. Alice's hand slipped from Hatter's as she fell to the floor, March Hare grabbing at her neck, scratching her with his drawn claws.
"Get off of her!" Hatter grunted as he yanked March Hare from Alice and gave a fatal blow to his jaw. The Hare groaned in pain as Alice and Hatter fled from the now mad Tea Shop, running into the nearby forest ahead.