After walking through the woods for a good while, the Warriors finally found a house, they hoped and supposed belonged to the Mad Hatter and/or the March Hare

"How very curious." Prim said to herself as they came closer.

The Warriors heard some happy music and walked to the gate to see two figures in the garden having some sort of party. The Warriors sneaked inside, it was a little hard to see with all the steam and they looked over several teacups and teapots with an elder man and caramel furred rabbit, or a hare, singing each other. It must have been a birthday party.

Mad Hatter: A very, merry un-birthday

March Hare: A very, merry un-birthday

Both: A very, merry un-birthday to us!

The Warriors kept looking around and saw the strange pair still singing and having their tea party.

March Hare: A very, merry un-birthday to me

Mad Hatter: To who?

March Hare: To me!

Mad Hatter: Oh, you!

March Hare: A very, merry un-birthday to you

Mad Hatter: Who, me?

March Hare: Yes, you!

March Hare: Let's all congratulate us

With another cup of tea

A very, merry un-birthday

TOOOOOO YOOOOU!

The two finished their song and heard distant clapping. The hare and hatter saw that they weren't alone and saw the Warriors successfully sneaking into their party. "No room, no room, no room!" the two covered the table. Glaring at the Warriors.

"But we thought there was plenty of room!" Prim protested, sitting in a chair.

"Ah, but it's very rude to sit down without being invited!" the Hare scolded.

"I'll say it's rude, it's very, very rude indeed!" the Hatter agreed.

"Very, very rude indeed…" a mouse in a teapot said, drearily going back in the pot.

"Why, we're very sorry." Apologized Claudia.

"But, we did really enjoy your singing." Alicia explained. "And we thought- -"

"You enjoyed OUR singing!?" the Hare jumped, eagerly.

"Oh, what delightful people!" the Hatter grinned. "I'm so excited, we never get compliments! You must have cups of tea!"

"Ah, yes, indeed, the tea, you must have some cups of tea." The Hare offered, pouring them each a cup.

"That would be very nice." Prim smiled apologetically to the pair. "And I'm sorry that we interrupted your birthday party."

"Birthday?" the Hare took the cup back, laughing. "My dear friends, this is not a birthday party!"

"Of course not." The Hatter explained, pouring himself a cup of tea. "This is an un-birthday party!"

"Un-birthday?" the Warriors asked.

"Why we're sorry, but we don't quite understand." Said Connor.

"It's very simple, now 30 days have Sept- -No." the Hare stepped back, trying to think and scratched his head with his ear. He then settled himself to explain to the Warriors, seeing they weren't native to Wonderland. "When… An un-birthday, if you have a birthday, then you… They don't know what an un-birthday is." He chuckled a little, pointing at the Warriors.

"How, silly!" the Hatter laughed wildly. He then sprayed himself to clear his throat. "I shall ellusinate!"

The Warriors stood by and waited to be told what happens on un-birthdays and not birthdays. Prim looked very excited to find out, and the rest of the Warriors looked curious as well, but anxious to get home.

"Now, statistics prove, prove that you've one birthday." The Hatter spoke again.

"Imagine, just one birthday, every year!" the Hare added.

Ah, but there are 364 un-birthdays!"

"Precisely, why we're gathered here to cheer!"

"Then today is my un-birthday too!" Prim beamed, now understanding.

"It is!?" the Hare asked, looking excited.

"What a small world it is." The Hatter commented.

"In that case!" the Hare dashed to dance around Prim with the assistance of his friend, the Hatter. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad to have met the mad people.

Hare: A very, merry un-birthday

Prim: To me?

Hatter: To you!

The Hatter took off his hat to show a pink cake for Prim with one burning candle for her.

Hare: A very, merry un-birthday

Prim: For me?

Hatter: For you

Now, blow the candle out, me dear

And make your wish come true

Hare & Hatter: A very, merry un-birthday to you!

Prim smiled at the cake. She took a deep breath and blew out the candle, which went off like a rocket instantly. The cake then exploded before her eyes and looked like fireworks, and the little mouse from earlier came out with a tiny umbrella, slowly falling through the sky.

Mouse: Twinkle, twinkle, little bat

How I wonder what you at

Up above the world you fly

Like a tea tray in the sky

The Hare closed the pot as the mouse flew right back into it.

"That was lovely." Prim applauded.

"And, uh, now, my dears, you were saying that you would like to sit, you were seeking some information of some kind…" the Hatter said, dipping a tiny plate into tea like chips and dip, even biting into it.

"Oh, yes, you see, we're looking for a - -" Prim tried to explain, but the hare and matter shot up, suddenly.

"Clean cup, clean cup! Move down, move down, move down!" the Hatter called out, throwing cups in the air with the Hare.

The Warriors rushed down while Prim was held to follow.

"But I haven't used by clean cup!" Prim rebutted.

"Clean cup, clean up! Move down, move down! Clean cup, clean cup, move down." The Hare said. They were now in a different spot and set.

"Would you like a little more tea?" the Hatter asked, with a three-spouted teapot.

"Well, I haven't had any yet, so I can't take more…" Grave said, trying to pour himself a cup, but nothing came out of the pot he had.

"You mean you can't very well take less!" the Hare corrected.

"Yes, you can always take more than nothing." Said the Hatter as he poured the hole cup with a lot of sugar.

"But we only meant that…" said Maia as she got a little sugar on her upper lip.

"Now, My friends, something seems to be troubling you all." The Hatter spoke as he poured a tea in four cups. "Won't you tell us all about it?"

"Start at the beginning." The Hare added.

"Yes, yes, and when you get to the end, stop! See?" the Hatter giggled a little.

"Well, it all started when we were sitting on the riverbank with our pets." Prim began.

"Very interesting." The Hare took a sip of tea, the slammed it down, dangling his tongue and panting. "Who are these pets?"

"Well, they're dragons, kinda like cats, you see…" Connor explained.

"CAT!" the mouse crawled out of the teapot once he heard the dreaded word his species knows all too well. "CAT!" he went in a frenzy while the Hare and Hatter were trying to capture him.

The Warriors sat, confused. They were then told to get some jam. Prim took it and did as told, putting the jam on the mouse's nose as he had his little episode. He then started to settle down a little and relax.

"Oh, my goodness, those are the things that upset me!" the Hatter sighed.

"See all the trouble you started?" the Hare glared at Connor.

"But, really, I didn't think- -" Connor tried to explain.

"Ah, but that's the point! If you don't think, you shouldn't talk!" the Hare scolded.

The Warriors were about to speak up, until the Mad Hatter had another one of his clean up fits. "Clean up! Clean up! Move down, move down, move down!"

"But, I still haven't used- -" Prim tried to protest.

"Move down!" the Mad Hatter called until she would move.

The others moved as told and sat in another spot. This was indeed the craziest tea party in history.

"And now, my friends, you were saying?" the Hatter said, feeling calm now.

"Oh, yes." Prim decided to explain. "We were sitting on the riverbank with uh… You know who…"

"I do?" the Hatter asked, laughing wildly.

"She meant our C-A-T." Vault spelled so they wouldn't have another mouse explosion.

"Tea?" the Hater took out a teapot with an eager smile.

"Just half a cup if you don't mind." The Hare said, cutting his cup in half with a knife.

The Hatter smiled, pouring a cup of tea for him. "Come, come, my friends, don't you two care for tea?"

"Why yes, I'm very fond of tea." Luu Luu said. "But- -"

"If you don't care for tea, you could at least make a polite conversation!" the Hare snapped.

"We've been trying to ask you!" Connor tried to cut in, but no one would listen to him.

"I have an excellent idea, let's change the subject." the Hare suggested, hitting the Hatter on the head with a mallet.

The Hatter didn't look very injured, but removed his hat. "Why is a raven like a writing desk?"

"Riddles?" Prim sounded confused and intrigued. "Let me see now, why is a raven like a writing desk?"

"I beg your pardon?" the Hatter asked.

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Prim echoed his previous question.

"What is a WHAT!?" the Hatter sound shocked.

"Careful. They're stark raving mad!" the Hare shivered behind him.

"But it's your silly riddle!" Prim stood up. "You said- -"

"Very good?" the Hatter offered as he started to back away from the Warriors with the Hare.

"H-H-How about a nice cup of tea?" the Hare offered.

"How about a cup of tea, indeed!" Beardsley snapped.

"Well we just haven't the time!" Maia hissed.

"The time! The time! Who's got the time?" the Hare shouted out.

Suddenly, there came a familiar animal to the Warriors, crashing the tea party.

"No, no, no, no!" the familiar voice of the White Rabbit returned as he stumbled into the mad tea party. "No time, no time, no time, hello, goodbye, I'm, late, I'm late!"

"The White Rabbit!" the Warriors cried.

"Oh, I'm so late! I'm so, very, very, late!" the rabbit cried.

"Well, no wonder you're late." the Hatter took his watch, yanking it around his neck. "Why, this clock is exactly two days slow!"

"Two days slow?" the rabbit asked, nervously.

"Of course you're late." the Hatter laughed, dipping the watch in a teapot and slamming it on the table and took off the face of the watch. "Let's have a look!" he poured salt and took out the gears with a fork. "This watch is full of wheels!"

The White Rabbit was having a terrible day, what with his house and now his prized watch. "Oh, my good watch! Oh, my wheels! Oh, my springs! B-B-B-B-But!"

"Butter! Of course, we need some butter! Butter!" said the Mad Hatter.

"BUTTER!" the March Hare yelled in the White Rabbit's shorter ear.

"B-B-Butter." the White Rabbit said, giving him a bar of butter.

"Thank you, butter, yes, that's fine." the Hatter spread some butter in the watch.

"Oh, no! You'll get crumbs in it!" the White Rabbit cried.

"Oh, this is the very best butter!" What're you talking about?"

"Tea?" the Hare suggested to the Hatter.

"Oh, I never thought of tea, of course!" the Hatter was on his way to pour the tea while the Hare suggested things for the watch.

"No, no, not the tea!" the White Rabbit protested.

"Sugar?" the March Hare then offered sugar to the Hatter.

"Two spoons, thank you, yes, sugar!" the Mad Hatter, of course, agreed. He then took two spoons of the sugar and included them in the watch mess.

"Oh, please, be careful!" the White Rabbit grew overwhelmed.

"Jam?" the March Hare now offered.

"Jam, I forgot all about, jam. To show you what a mess would do." the Hatter spread some jam on the watch.

"Mustard!" the Hare offered mustard.

"Mustard, yes mu... Mustard! Don't that's be silly." the Hatter tossed the mustard away. Then he squeezed lemon. "Lemon that's different. There that should do it." he said, and he closed the watch and cut the remaining jam around with a knife. They all watched as the watch was done, but it started to spring up and go nuts in front of them due to what had been put inside of it.

"Look at that!" the Hatter exclaimed.

"It's going mad!" the Hare shouted.

"Oh, my goodness!" Prim sounded worried.

"Great bearing." Beardsley commented.

"Oh, dear!" the White Rabbit said.

"Mad watch! Mad watch!" the Hare called as the watched continued to go berserk. "There's only one way to stop a mad watch!" he then slammed it with a mallet, shattering it to pieces.

"It's two days slow, that's what it is." the Hatter said.

"Oh, my watch..." the White Rabbit sniffled.

"It was?" the Hatter asked the rabbit.

"And it was an un-birthday present too..." the White Rabbit said.

"In that case!" the Hare yanked the rabbit away.

Both: A very, merry un-birthday

TOOOOOO You!

The Hare and the Hatter threw him out of their garden.

"Mr. Rabbit! Oh, Mr. Rabbit!" Prim dashed away to catch up with him, and the Warriors followed.

"Oh, Now where did he go to?" Prim asked herself

The Warriors looked back at the Hare and the Hatter singing their song again. "Of all the silly nonsense, this is the stupidest tea party I've ever been to all my life."

And so the Warriors walked away having fed up with this nonsense.