Fly on the Wall.
Christmas was coming. Less than a week away, Alice noted cheerfully as she looked at the calendar. And, she also noted, the apartment she shared with Lindsey ("David") Hatter was strangely lacking in the decoration department. She was fairly certain that there wasn't a Christmas in Wonderland (there might've been an equivalent, but she had never thought to ask), but somehow, she knew he'd like the idea of it. I'll decorate before he gets home... I'll be the one surprising him for a change! A smile settled over her features, and she promptly dove into the closet, searching for that box her mother had given her of decorations.
"We can get a tree together," she said to herself, stringing some garland across their small (electric) fireplace. "Though... that could easily turn into an argument."
Alice hummed quietly, setting up a small wooden sleigh with reindeer attached to it on their coffee table. Glancing at the clock, she giggled; poor Hatter still had three hours on his shift at Starbucks (she figured the "construction worker" gig was simply an alibi for her mother, a reasonable excuse for his finding her. And given the fact that there were no "proper" tea shops around, he "settled." She'd laughed for five minutes straight when he told her).
She went back to decorating; laying some cotton snow here, stringing some lights there, adding a few red and green candles that she'd completely forgotten she had. Then she got to the bottom of the box and grinned, spotting something in particular that she knew her Hatter would be into.
...three hours later...
"Alice!" Hatter called, pushing the door open. He was about bloody sick of standing, and the snobs that came into Starbucks. It felt like he was in his tea shop all over again, except that now he had to work the floor instead of behind the scenes. He hated it.
"Just a sec," his Oyster responded from somewhere in the apartment. He locked the door behind him, and when he turned around, he was in a bit of shock.
The lights were all dimmed down, sparkling colored lights on in their place (though they hardly served the purpose of providing light to the room, Hatter found he liked them tremendously). There was brightly covered, fuzzy strands of something covering their fireplace, and a million other little knick-knacks, mostly of some fat old man in a red suit with strange animals around him. Music was playing, soft and soothing songs that sounded vaguely like lullabies, and before he knew it, Alice's strong, thin arms were wrapping around him from behind.
"What is all this, Alice?" He asked, the awe he felt showing in his voice. She turned him around, smiling up at him. He regarded her with a semi-confused, slightly amused look on his face. "I thought I was the only one who wore hats around here?"
She giggled a little bit, removing his beloved straw hat (reluctantly, she had to admit, but she simply couldn't resist), and placed the Santa hat in it's stead. Adjusting it so that the puffy white ball dangled just right, she smiled.
"It's Christmas time, Hatter. And you needed an appropriate hat."
He decided that asking her about this "Christmas" could wait, as he noticed that her lips were on his, and his hands seemed to have minds of their own.
A/N;; Hi all! I simply couldn't resist, can you imagine how cute Hatter would be in a Santa hat? I mean, come on! x] Anywho, like always, reviews are the love of my life, and if you leave one, a certain Santa hatted bloke might come down your chimney for Christmas!
...oh, if only. Eh hem, anyway, review! :] And Merry Happy Early Christmas! :]