Fly on the Wall.

Alice was laughing hysterically, that usually wasn't good; Hatter knew that much for sure. If he thought he was tricksy and clever and maybe a little deviant, he had nothing on his Oyster. It wasn't too long ago that he noticed that certain gleam in her eyes, the spark in her emotions that meant she was positively up to something, and there was no way in hell he could stop her. And today, it seemed, he was going to find out what her scheme was.

The execution of her plot had required serious travel; he wasn't quite sure how they worked, but they had traveled in something vaguely resembling a Scarab for about 4 hours or so before he had a feeling they'd arrived. Her grin had only grown (now looking quite like a Cheshire, which really concerned him. A million feelings were hitting him all at once; excitement, mischief, something akin to child-like playfulness. Underneath them all, though, were the two that mattered most; love and trust. And because they were there, Hatter would go anywhere or do anything for this girl.

"Alice, darling," he tried for the hundredth time that morning, giving her small hand a squeeze as she led him through the living maze of people. He had no clue where they were; all he knew was that it was hot, much hotter than he was used to, there were bright colors, and children everywhere. Also, some strange statue of a mouse, which Hatter couldn't understand for the life of him. "I really do wish you would tell me what you're dragging me into."

She stopped suddenly, turning to him with that damned smirky smile, "That would ruin half the fun of it, Hatter darling." He growled a little at her, unsure if she'd heard him or not, and allowed himself to be dragged along once more. "It's not much further, so I want you to close your eyes."

"Close my eyes, and walk, in this madness?" He stared at her like she had twelve heads, gesturing at the crowd around them. "I'll run over someone!"

"Silly Lindsey," she giggled, giving his hand a tug and gesturing for him to come closer; he obied more to avoid her using that name again. "I won't let you run into anyone. What, don't you trust me?"

He growled a little again, "For better or worse, I do." Relenting, he closed his eyes and followed her lead. Suddenly, the overwhelming stench of what can only be described as recycled costumes and too much cologne hit his nose, and he gagged.

"Ok, open your eyes!"

He peeked, then his eyes widened. Before him were spinning tea cups, how many he couldn't tell, all in varying colors and sizes and types. Sitting in one was a small blonde woman in a girly blue dress and white apron. In another was a man in an orange coat and an absolutely ridiculous hat. And Hatter knew a thing or two about ridiculous hats. Standing dumbfounded by the sight before him, he managed out a weak, "Huh."

"You know what it is, right?" Alice asked in that tone of hers, one he both hated and loved.

"I could hazard a guess. Your world really turned it into a kids' story, didn't they?" He finally broke his gaze away from the mayhem and looked in the stormy eyes of his beloved Alice. "What's the point of all this?"

"Its a ride; you get in one of the tea cups and spin around," she started pulling on his hand again, "wanna go for a ride?"

"I'll follow you anywhere, you know that." He managed a smile, and passed by the Wannabe-Hatter warily, getting settled into one of the tea cups before the ride started up again. The Mad Hatter walked over and joined them.

"Hello folks!" He said in an over the top, theatrical voice that made Hatter cringe. Alice just laughed and played along, waiting for the ride to start up. "My, that's quite a hat you have, fine sir!" He reached up to touch the slightly squished black fadora. Hatter resisted the urge to pull out his Sledgehammer and knock this guy and his stupid fake nose into the next world. But before such drastic measures had to be taken, the ride announcer started talking, and the stinky excuse for a Mad Hatter thankfully left them alone.

Despite all this, Hatter found that he liked the ride emensely, and wound up dragging Alice back to it multiple times while they were there ('there' he discovered was a place called Disney Land, and apparently it was the 'Happiest Place on Earth'). The first few times he had felt slightly ill, but that all passed once he got used to the sensation of spinning in multiple directions at once.

It was almost like being back in Wonderland, he decided as they went to leave. "I sincerely hope that's not what you expected when you met me," he chuckled, taking her hand in his once more. She giggled.

"Well," he caught her sideways glance, "I confess, I expected you to have a bigger nose."

A/N;; Voila! A nice bit of fluff after my last one, this was also inspired by Anonymous I Think, because she's the only one giving me ideas. :] Don't get me wrong, I love her and I hug her, but come on people. Surely you all have something you'd like to see? :] If so, there's that lovely green button down there that is just screaming, "CLICK ME!" : D