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"Alice!"

Alice groaned, pulling the sheets over her head. After the charade with Tarrant, Alice finally got some sleep. Not much, mind you. About two hours worth but it was okay. She was okay.

Kind of.

"Alice!!"

She felt tiny hands pulling at the covers that kept out the light shining in through the window. Mallymkun tugged harder at the covers until Alice reluctantly let them go and looked at the tiny dormouse with sleepy eyes.

"Yes?" She croaked.

"It's almost noon, love!" Mallymkun said with a smile, "Tarrant's starting to wonder if you died or something."

Alice sat up and stretched. "Well, why didn't he come see for himself?" Alice grabbed her dress and quickly put it on; she folded the red silk shirt and laid it on the bed.

Mallymkun suddenly looked nervous. "Well, he's…He's..."

"YOU INFURIATING FURBALL!!"

Alice jumped at the sound of Tarrant's angry Scottish voice. He and Chessur were most likely have a nice little chat…

"I'LL CHOP IN HALF! I'LL SKIN YOU ALIVE! I'LL-I'LL…"

Oh, yeah. Just a nice little chat.

Alice and Mallymkun practically flew to the living room. Tarrant had a gigantic knife in his hand and a very, very angry look on his handsome face. Chessur was floating above him with Tarrant's hat on his fluffy head.

Oh, boy.

Alice took a few careful steps toward the Hatter. "Mr. Hatter?"

He looked over at her; his eyes were blazing and his face was twisted into a snarl. Alice was nothing short of terrified by this man. This odd, mad, handsome, charming…

Oh, not now!

"Please, c-can I have that?" She asked, motioning towards the knife.

"No. Not until that blasted feline gives me back my hat!"

Alice nodded. "O-okay." She looked up at Chessur, "Chessur, please give Mr. Hatter his hat back."

Chessur groaned. "Oh, but I don't want to!"

Tarrant growled and took a few steps forward but stopped when Alice put a hand on his chest. "Calm down. I'll get your hat back."

Alice turned around again. "Chessur, please?"

Chessur sighed. "Fine, but he has to make me one!"

Tarrant scoffed and earned an annoyed look from Alice. "Just make him a hat!" She exclaimed, absolutely trembling.

"Fine…"

Chessur grinned and handed the Hatter's gigantic hat back to Alice. She turned around and motioned for the knife again. "How about we trade." She smiled slightly.

He nodded, handing her the knife and taking his precious hat. Alice quietly walked into the kitchen and placed the large knife on the cutting board. She went back to the living room. Mallymkun was searching for something.

"Mallymkun, what are you looking for?" Alice asked, watching Chessur and Tarrant out of the corner of her eye.

"The March Hare, of course!"

"Oh, right. Well, where is he?" She asked.

"Well, I don't know! That's why I'm looking for him, love."

"Oh." Alice said.

"Thackery! Oh, Thackery!" Mallymkun called out, "Where are you, Thackery!"

No answer.

"Thackery Earwicket!"

"Is it safe to come out yet?"

Alice jumped at the sound of the March Hare's frightened voice. She looked behind her; Thackery was hiding behind the couch, his big, long ears covered his eyes. He looked rather adorable, Alice thought. She laughed, a happy and amused sound. A laugh that she hadn't laughed in quite a long time. She certainly didn't expect to laugh like that in a place like this with talking animals and a mad man.

Alice carefully picked Thackery up and placed him in front of her. He uncovered one of his eyes, looking around to make sure that there wasn't any killing being done. He sighed with relief. "So…what'd I miss?"

"Oh nothing really. Tarrant was just being a baby cause I wouldn't give him back his hat and then, of course, sweet Alice stepped in and stopped all that. Now, Tarrant is currently thinking of ways to kill me and I'm currently thinking of running like hell." Chessur explained, still floating contently in the air.

"A BABY?!?" Tarrant roared, his eyes once again blazed angerily.

"Oh, here we go again." Thackery muttered, returning to his hiding spot.

Alice jumped in middle of Chessur and Tarrant, putting both her tiny hands on his broad chest. She pushed him into the kitchen, away from that goofy cat.

"Mr. Hatter, I want to know if you have the ability to calm down." Alice whispered.

"Um…Well I…"

"Sir, I've only been here for two days and I already want to pull my hair out!" Alice yelled, her cheeks turned a light red tint as her anger grew, "First you're happy then you're absolutely ready to murder someone! I just…I can't keep up with you."

Tarrant blinked.

"Mr. Hatter, will you do me a favor?"

"Yes?" He whispered.

"Will you try to control yourself while I'm here. Please?" She asked, quietly.

Tarrant sighed. "Alright."

Alice smiled. "Alright."

Mallymkun scampered in over to Alice's skirt and climbed up until she was on her shoulder. "Is he going to be calm now?"

"Yes, Mallymkun." Tarrant answered, smiling.

"Good. Now can we have some tea?"

"Of course!"

Tarrant went over to the cabinet and began rummaging through it, looking for tea. From what Alice could see, the man had about a 40-year supply of tea. Tea of all kinds: Peppermint tea, mint tea, gingersnap tea, chocolate tea, almond tea, strawberry tea, lemon and lime tea, vanilla tea, and all other different kinds of tea.

"Um….well how about…no we had that yesterday…" Tarrant searched through the cabinet, "How about some gingersnap tea?" He suggested.

"No, we had that the other day." Thackery answered as he and Chessur joined them in the kitchen, "How about vanilla tea?"

"No, we had that at the beginning of the week and yesterday." Chessur answered, licking his paws.

"Oh, I know! How about some chocolate tea? Everybody loves chocolate." Tarrant said.

"I'm in the mood for mint tea." Mallymkun said, playing with a bit of Alice's long blond hair in her little paw. Alice suddenly realized that it would probably take them forever to decide and she was getting thirsty.

"How about both?" She suggested, earning four curious looks, "How about chocolate and mint tea?"

"Hey, there's an idea!" Tarrant exclaimed, grabbing a box of chocolate and mint tea. He grabbed a teapot and placed a tea ball full of tealeaves in the teapot. He filled it with water and placed it on the wood-burning stove. It instantly began to whistle; he picked it up and poured some tea into a teacup that was on the counter.

Tea that is ready in just a few seconds. Just another thing that proves that I'm dreaming.

Tarrant picked up the teacup and held it out to Alice. "Since you thought it up, you get to try it first." He said.

Alice took the cup from him; her breath caught in her throat when her fingers brushed against his. She brought the cup to her lips and took a small sip. It tasted like melted chocolate with a hint of mint; it was delicious.

"It's good." Alice said, handing the cup back to the Hatter, "Try it."

He took a sip then smiled. "It is good!"

Thackery took the cup from him and took a sip. "It isn't half bad." He handed the cup to Chessur; he took a sip. "I like it." He declared, placing the cup on the ground so Mallymkun could have a taste. She took a big gulp then slurped the rest down. "That is officially my favorite kind of tea."

Alice smiled. "Well then. Shall we all have a cup?"

"Yes! And afterwards, we'll show you around Wonderland." Tarrant answered.

They had their tea and some cake. Then Tarrant, Chessur, Mallymkun, and Thackery all took her around Wonderland. They showed her the rest of Chessur's dreary forest, they introduced her to all the flowers, a resident named Nivens McTwisp who was a white rabbit that fretted about time. She learned this because the poor thing kept yelling on and on about being late.

They introduced her to the caterpillar, Absolem; the grumpy, old bug blew smoke in her face and called her a stupid girl but Alice ignored all that. The caterpillar gave good advice, she decided. While the others were all talking to Nivens, he gave her advice on how to deal with all the terrible things in Wonderland.

"This is not a nice place, Alice." Absolem explained, "Not since Tarrant lost his mind completely."

Alice glanced over at Tarrant. He had his back to her, talking to Nivens and the others. She knew he was mad, she'd figured that out a long, long time ago. But for some odd reason she found herself becoming more and more attached to him.

"How did he lose his mind?" She asked, turning back to Absolem.

"He watched his family die. It was a horrible day; his family and…another family fought over land. And…well…. the other family won." He whispered, "Then they left him here to die. He vowed to get his revenge one way or the other."

Alice shivered. "What's all this have do with me?"

Absolem took a long drag before answering her, "That is something you must ask him"

She knew that she had to ask but the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She had seen him when he was absolutely livid and she had a feeling that he could get angrier than that; it terrified her. He terrified her.

She remembered hearing about all the terrible things that he had done to the townspeople from all the gossiping ladies that were constantly babbling in front of the flower shop. She had always wondered why he did all those things to her town. She soon began to wonder…if she asked if it angered him…what would he do to her?

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