A/N I warned you! I am horribly inconsistent with updating. So here is drabble 7 for your enjoyment.
Alice was pacing. She walked up and down the length of the apartment she shared with her mother. Hatter had called her a few hours ago with, "Something important" he needed to talk to her about.
He said he was right on his was over. That was two hours and thirty-eight minutes ago. Carol would be home soon, and Alice wasn't entirely certain this would be a conversation she wanted to have in front of her mother.
If she even knew what this "Something Important" was! Alice was replaying the last time she had seen Hatter over in her head. They had gone to the park and enjoyed the afternoon together.
She nitpicked over everything they had talked about. Nothing new. Just the usual topics, how her classes were going, his job at the tea shop, there was a brief mention of her craving some of Charlie's barbeque. Maybe it had sparked an idea of a trip? But that was impossible. Jack had given Hatter strict instructions not to even go near the looking glass for at least a year.
So what was it?
Thanksfully there a knocking, "Alice?" Hatter called from the other side of the door, and she quickly whipped open the door.
"What happened to, 'I'll be right over'?" Alice demanded immediately.
Hatter stepped into the apartment without answering her question. He looked around, "Is Carol home?"
"No, but she probably will be soon." Alice said. He walked a bit further into the room and she shut the door, locking it.
"Hatter what is it?" She asked. When he looked at her she noticed an emotion she rarely saw when talking to Hatter. In fact she almost didn't recognize it at first.
He looked... nervous. Hatter was rarely nervous. He conducted himself coolly, and jumped right into things. But not today.
"So err... How are you?" He asked.
"Hatter." Alice said slowly, walking towards him, "What is it?"
Hatter took his hat off to roll it in his fingers. This too was a shock. He rarely took his hat off unless he was performing some kind of trick. "I um. I have something to talk to you about Alice." He looked at the floor as he said this. She waited for him to swallow and collect his courage.
After a few moments Hatter slipped his hat back onto his head and looked Alice in the eyes, "Alice Hamilton. I would like to ask you to leave your mother's home and live with me."