(Chapter 4)

"What's this?" Kat said examining the new rectangular object in her room. A long shape, sat tilted against the wall of her small, little shack of a house. It was covered with a black sheet and a red bow was tied to one of the top corners. "From your mentor." Kat read the tag attached to the big red bow.

"My mentor?" Kat took the bow off, placing it on her bed and unveiled the cloth.

"…A mirror," she said unsurprised. She picked up the long piece of furniture and placed it in her closet. As she was closing the door a voice called out "Hey, hey, hey!"

She peeked into her closet.

"Is that any way to treat your superior?" The Mad Hatter inquired "By putting me in a closet!"

"Would you rather go in the bathroom?" Kat pointed out with her thumb, the only other room in the house. Her kitchen and bedroom were combined. "No offence but I don't really want a mad man popping in on me whenever he wants. I'd like some privacy." She told him.

The Hatter did an awkward sideways nod "Understandable." Then changing the subject he asked "So, how was your first day?"

Kat slid her boots off her feet. "Horrible…"

"That's also understandable." He said with a laugh

Kat gave him a "WTF" look "How should that be understandable!" She through her jacket into the closet, revealing a puffy pirate like shirt underneath- which she very much liked. The jacket hit the mirror then slid down to the ground, creating a wrinkly, purple lump on the floor. "And don't laughat my pain."

"You really should take better care of that" he said indicating to the jacket "And also; Kat, have you seen your hair lately?"

"No." she looked at him confused "Why?"

Suddenly a flash of worry and rage swept across her face "Did Boris stick something in it?"

She ran over to a mirror –that didn't have the Ex Hatters image in it- and examined her hair. She found that it no longer had golden sparkles or ringlet curls in it. Instead it droopingly straight and had little bits of purple dropping from it. She grabbed a chunk of it and faced the Hatters mirror. "Where the hell dose all this glitter go! It falls outa my hair all the freaking time but then I never see any of it on the floor or on my cloths!"

"That's not the point Kat…"

Kat looked at him, confused.

He sighed "It looks different doesn't it? Your hair?"

Kat stared into the mirror again. She didn't even think about that before. Just the annoying glitter. "Yah, so" She said "Why does it?"

"Cause your mood changed." He said nonchalantly

She gave him another puzzled look "So I have mood hair?"

"Well its normally normal hair but you are a very open person. You say exactly what's on your mind with hardly any limitations."

"So why does my hair reflect this now?" she said pulling her bangs out in front of her face.

"Because you got a role! The way you look now, is going to expose what your personality is."

"…Great." Kat said with sarcasm "So why doesn't your hair do that?"

"Because my dear, I am not as stupidly open as you."

"Stupidly open?" she repeated annoyed

"Yes." He sighed "Say, you get angry or you like someone and you want to keep it quiet. You think they're not going to notice when your hair gets spiky and starts glittering red? Or when it gets wavy and pink, sparkles come pouring out of it?" he smirked "You are stupidly open."

Kats jaw dropped.

"So Kat, tell me about your day." He then smiled and stated with a hint of maliciousness "What made your hair turn purple?"

Kat plopped down on her bed "Is purple depressed? She asked "…Or mad?"

"Well when I think blue," he told her "I think depressed and with red I think angry… And considering red and blue makes purple, I'm guessing it's a mixture of both."

"Well then plenty of things made me that way." She shot back up again "The angry feeling was probably from lunch. The stupid Cheshire attempted to insult me at every chance he got."

"Attempted?" The Ex Hatter questioned

"I insulted back," she told him "Oh! And he tried to trip me while we were in the halls!"

"And what did you do about that?" He knew that she wouldn't have let that act go, without a little vengeance.

"I pushed him down some stairs." She said without remorse "Only two though. He was at the bottom."

He was shocked "Then why not just push him in the hall?"

"It makes the fall a bit bigger." She shrugged

He shook his head "My dear, let me tell you something about the relationship between the Hatter and the Cheshire. It's quite a complicated one you see. You both can nether dislike or like one another. "

"I'm pretty sure I dislike him…" she stated

He laughed a bit "Yes but he intrigues you doesn't he?"

"What?" she asked, thoroughly confused and once again annoyed.

"Can you tell what his personality is? Did you notice that his facial expression never changed when he was talking to you?"

"No," Said Kat "And, yah…" she paused "I still don't like him though."

The Ex Hatter laughed once again "All the Cheshire's are like that. Just like all of the Hatter's have a little dose of insanity. The relationship between the Hatter and the Cheshire are generally the same too. Conflicting but intriguing. That Boris character's probably trying to figure you out, right now too. Just like you are him."

"I am NOT trying to figure him out! I could really care less!" Kat thought about the cat looking boy sitting just like she is, talking to his mentor about her. She then thought, that if he was indeed doing this, this must mean, that she annoyed him as much as he did her. This gave her a little satisfaction.

"Now that you've told me why you're angry, tell me why you're depressed."

She looked at him pitifully "…In one of my classes I got rejected by a chair."

"Rejected by a chair?" He asked trying to hide a laugh.

"Yah! Apparently, to sit on certain chairs you have to have "magical abilities" Which I don't have!"

"Did you know this before you sat on the chair?" he asked curious. He wouldn't put it past her to…

"…Yah."

"Then why or rather, what would possess you to sit on it!"

"That dumb White Rabbit Courtney said I couldn't! She was like" Kat started to imitate her "Thiers's no room for the likes of you! So shoo, shoo, shoo! I had to prove her wrong!"

"Of course you did," the Hatter laughed "Kat. You know, you are very much living up to the image of a crazy Mad Hatter."

Kat was silent for a bit. After gathering her thoughts she asked "Hey Hatter,"

"Ex Hatter" he corrected her

"Do you know what the Business is that the Seven are supposed to discuss tomorrow?"

"Business?" he asked

"Yah," she replied "The Clock Maker said something about their being something we needed to discuss…Do you have any idea what that could be?"

The Hatter smiled, knowing what the "Business" was. "Well I guess you'll figure it out tomorrow."

It wasn't anything bad. This "Business". But the Ex Hatter had notion that the little Mad Hatter girl would not like it.

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