"I swear that man doesn't have an ounce of compassion!" Alice had been ranting for quite some time; Hatter was still not sure what she was upset about . . . or with.
"Why? Do you need some? I still have a few contacts who deal Teas, wouldn't be too difficult to get a hold of some for you. Probably get it pretty cheep too." Compassion wasn't one of the more popular flavors. He was puzzled. Why would his Little Oyster would want Tea, let alone that one. Yeah, you could make it last awhile, but it was still an ounce and Hatter could think of no one more compassionate than Alice.
She looked at him like he had grown an extra head. "What? No, it's just an expression."
". . . I don't get it."
"It's like, someone forgot to add compassion when he was put together."
Hatter stared at her in bewilderment before shrugging and wondering off. "It probably wouldn't work on Oysters anyway."
AN: I am now officially out of ideas. This has been a lot of fun to write and I hate to see it end, but that's what I am looking at right now. If you want this to continue, you are more than welcome to send me suggestions/ideas.
Thank you for reading!