More Dormouse!Ronald and March Hare!William. They are so adorable.

# 53 Curious

The world was fascinating, so many sites to see and many of them to explore and learn from. But nothing caught the little dormouse's attention than the home of a certain hare. When he was there he couldn't help but walk around, look at pictures and read the books, and cause the smallest bit of trouble. His friend, well more of his crush, didn't like it when he moved certain objects around his home. They would get lost and he would rip apart his house to find it and when he finally did he would spend hours cleaning up the place. Today was like any other day. March Hare invited Dormouse over after the Cheshire cat terrorized the little mouse like she always did. The hare had to say it was her favorite pastime.

Dormouse stifled a yawn and took a peek at March Hare's kitchen. It had the usual objects that a kitchen would, and yet there were things that caught his attention. The decorations of stars and moons, the fruit basket, the clock, everything in there caught his attention. There was just this one thing that he couldn't stop staring at. It was a simple box, decently sized, and there was a red bow tied on it. It sat on the top shelf near the back door. Dormouse wanted to see what was in there, just a small peek. He knew it was wrong to do; it wasn't his to begin with. He moved a bit closer and stood on his tip toes, ears twitching to pick up on sounds in case March Hare came in the room.

After better inspection the box seemed so innocent, though it seemed like the little mouse was going to see it over and over again. The wood was polished to perfection and the bow had not a single wrinkle, obviously March Hare to great care in doing whatever he was with the box. Dormouse gave it a small sniff and back away, tilting his head to the side. It smelt sweet like candy, chocolates and a number of other sweets mixed together. He gave another sniff and went to go pick the box up.

"What do you think you're doing?" He never realized March Hare entered the room or that he was right behind him. He gave a little squeak when he friend brought his hand up to play with one of his ears. "I thought your ears could hear almost everything, as you've bragged to us when you're not sleeping."

"Oh, that…yeah," Dormouse gave a chuckle and turned to face the hare, scratching behind his head. "Well you see, uh… I was hungry." It was more of a question than anything, but what else was he supposed to do? He'd been caught.

March Hare gave a nod and grabbed the box, a smirk appearing on his face. Dormouse's ear twitched and he eyed it in interest, wondering what was inside now that March Hare had it in his possession. He did however stand there motionless when it was placed in his hands.

"Well, aren't you going to open it?" March Hare's smirk grew to a smile as he placed a small kiss on Dormouse's cheek. He started to walk out of the room when he stopped and looked over in the doorway.

"Be sure to share a bit of that with me."

Dormouse stared dumbly into space before coming to his senses and untying the bow and opening the box. Inside was an arrangement of chocolates that looked to be homemade. He gave a smile and laughed, skipping over to March Hare and kissed his nose.

"Thank you."