Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing related to Batman. Any and all one-shots in this collection of one-shots were inspired by Charlotte A. Cavatica's lovely ideas from her Waiting on the Shingle, chapter seven, unless otherwise stated. Anyway, thanks to Ms. Cavatica for making it possible for plot bunnies to attack me. Please enjoy.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed. –Ches.
#13
Tears
They were deeply in love.
Jervis smiled at his drowsy bride of a year and a few months as they lay on the picnic blanket under the clear blue sky of the English countryside.
Alice smiled sleepily back.
They counted the date as one of the major anniversaries of their life as it was the date that Jervis first became the Mad Hatter and kidnapped/controlled a handful of people just to prove he loved her.
"Three years ago today, I told you I loved you." Jervis whispered.
"Mmmm-hmmm. And was then dragged off to Arkham so we could both undergo the trails we needed to in order to get here." Alice replied softly.
Jervis moved his hand to rest on her round abdomen. "And there's no other place I want to be."
Alice closed her eyes and snuggled as close to Jervis as she could.
Her breathing slowed as she fell asleep.
Jervis grinned as a little foot kicked at his hand and watched the fluffy white clouds.
Alice's mind made her relive the past three years and all the tears that she had shed for Jervis and her love for him.
She cried on the night that he took her and was caught and dragged off to Arkham –she cried exactly 365 days later, remembering it –then another 365 days after that –and, then 365 days after that, she slept peacefully in his arms.
The night he took her had her confused, which was why she cried. A year later she cried because he wasn't there like he was that night; and a year after that, she cried because he was there and she was finally in his arms where she belonged.
Now they were married and living happily in Jervis's home country of England in a nice cottage near a small suburb of London where they worked at a bookstore they owned, and expecting what they were sure was the first two children of several.
Both sighed in contentment before Jervis drifted off to sleep as well.
Under a tree nearby stood two people: one dressed like the Knave of Hearts and the other looked like a humanoid cat.
"When are we going to bring them home to Wonderland, Cheshire?" the man asked the woman.
The black and grey striped tail flicked back and forth at the tip as the woman gazed down at the sleeping couple.
"I'm going to let them experience a little bit more of life, Knave. They deserve it after all they've been through. And Wonderland's not quite ready to receive its rulers." the woman replied softly, reaching up to scratch behind the tail matching cat ears that were poking out of her head. "Stupid 'normal' world. I hate fleas. I'm so glad Wonderland fleas only feast upon dogs."
Knave grinned at Cheshire. "You'll just have to put up with it, because we have to remain Ezekiel and Arianna for just a little while longer since they're going to have children. They'll make us godparents and we'll need to be there for the christening."
Cheshire Cat, or Arianna Fields as she called herself in the 'normal' world, laughed as she drew her arm through the Knave's. "I know this Knave. How about afterwards we have Zeek and Ari travel the world? It'll be the easiest way to explain why we never come visit, just as long as we send letters and call them."
Knave, or Ezekiel 'Zeek' Redd, nodded. "Sounds good. Then we can prepare for their arrival. We'll have to send gifts and the like on birthdays and every holiday."
Cheshire nodded. "I know. But that's what we're good at, making or finding gifts. Let's go home."
The two left the sleeping couple and strolled along.
A rabbit hole appeared in front of them and they walked into it.
Jervis and Alice both smiled in their sleep, dreaming about their Wonderland.
Fin
A/N: And that's the end of Cups of Tea, but don't worry... There's more to come in the second one: More Cups of Tea. Thanks for reading. Ta. -Ches.