In Love With a Hatter

Part Seven

The next morning Alice woke, noticing that she and the Hatter hadn't moved all night. She smiled as she watched him sleep. He seemed so peaceful when he slept and his breathing alone would calm her down. She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. He moved but didn't wake. Alice slid out of bed and wrapped the blankets around him so he would keep warm. She got changed in the bathroom and put a dark blue dress on and her black cardigan. She also tied her string around her ankle so she could slide her dagger onto it. She did this every morning, just in case. She made some tea and sat outside, enjoying the sunshine and quiet.

Alice then drifted off and slept her head in the scone basket and her tea in her hands on the table in front of her. The Hatter and the March Hare came out of the house then, as Alice was peacefully snoozing. The Hatter smiled when he spotted her. The March Hare sighed "When will you realise it Tarrant? You're always in denial."

"I am not!" Tarrant replied. He seemed too absorbed into watching Alice's calm face as she slept. March sighed and tapped his foot. "You brightened up the moment you laid eyes on her!" he snapped. Why was his friend so blinded that he couldn't say he loved the girl? "Tarrant, she'd fast asleep and won't hear you. How do you feel towards Alice?" Tarrant groaned at him. "I know how I feel March but...I don't want to ruin our friendship!" he said, worry creasing his forehead. "I see" the March Hare said. He could now understand his friend. "For a moment I thought you were going mad" he chuckled. Tarrant smiled and looked down at his oldest friend "You may be spot on there, my friend."

Sorry this part was so short! Just having a breather y'know, Lolza