Alexandria wasn't a party person. She never was a fan of having to interact with people she only "knew" through mutual friends. Even birthday parties consisted of her drinking scotch and watching cheesy B-movies alone as the years went by. Needless to say, Alexandria wasn't expecting a party when she arrived home.
"Jervis?" Alexandria looked around her apartment, which normally was cluttered with discarded clothes and dirty dishes, had been transformed into a magical Wonderland. Complete with potted flowers with smiling faces, a long table with multitudes of teapots, cups, and pastries. And a horribly oversized, decedant cake, complete with the beautiful frosting spelling out 'Merry Unbirthday'.
"Oh Alice, you seemed so upset yesterday,and today is October sixth! I decided to throw a tea party!" Jervis came bounding over, a large grin plastered over his face. "Not just any party though! We shall celebrate your Unbithday!" He seemed to take delight in her shocked expression.
"Jervis, It's not... how did?" Alexandria placed her pot of gumbo on a small side table next to the door, taking slow tentative steps further into her apartment. Jervis, being an impatient hatter, grabbed his Alice's hand, pulling her further into Wonderland.
"Before tea, I have a gift for you, and I do hope you enjoy it!" Alexandria stared at the dress, contemplating her life choices...
Alexandria stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. The Alice dress fit perfectly, the chef couldn't even bother to bring herself to question how Jervis knew her dress size. Sighing at the toothpaste splattered reflection, Alexandria placed the little black head band over her hair and stepped out the bathroom. Jervis was already seated at the head of the table. Two people wearing rabbit masks sat at the opposite end, the only indication they were alive was the slow movement of breathing through their chests. The Hatter was pouring tea into a little cup, not noticing the Alice's entrance. Alexandria stepped into the tea room, eyeing the Hatter.
"What kind of cake is that?" The hatter glanced up, but any response died on his lips seeing the Chef in a dress.
"Alice...you look exquisite"
"Jervis.. It's Alexandria."
"In that dress, my dear, you are Alice." Hatter gestured to the seat next to himself, which Alexandria took. A generous slice of cake was placed in front of her by one of the rabbits, why Jervis placed a cup of tea next to her. 'If you can't beat 'em...' Alexandria grabbed a fork and took a bite of creamy lemon chiffon cake. Pure citrus bliss. Jervis began humming a tune, never taking his eyes off the chef.
"I remember at our last tea time, that you said you were rather found of lemon. I had one of my Tweedles whip you up a treat!" Alexandria gave a weak smile as she took another bite.
"It's good." swallowing the morsel, Alexandria grabbed her tea cup. "Jervis, why didn't you have a tea party at the restaurant?"
"Quite honestly you frightened me. You seemed more like the Red Queen on a rampage, than my sweet Alice." Jervis reached over the table and placed a hand over the chefs. "What had you worked up in such a tizzy?" Alexandria didn't bother correcting the Hatter, she was after all wearing an Alice dress.
"Gumbo."
"Gumbo?"
"Gumbo." Alexandria sipped her tea. Darjeeling, a little too sweet. Jervis looked over to the forgotten pot next to the front door.
"I wager a guess that you finished it?"
"Yeah, Crane dropped by and helped me with the recipe." Jervis's hand twitched slightly over Alexandria's.
"Marchie...helped you?"
"Marchie?"
"The March Hare, my dear."
"How's he the March Hare?"
"Calm one moment, erratic the next."
"Wouldn't that be the Joker?"
"No, no, he's the Chesire Cat!" Alexandria laughed, to which Jervis smiled widely to.
"Makes sense."
"Marchie didn't hurt you did he?
"No, he hasn't tried to since the last time." The twitch of the hand turned to a light hold.
"He tried to hurt my Alice?"
"Tried and failed." Alexandria looked at the shocked, tense face of the Hatter before her. "I'm fine, he only made me smad."
"Smad?"
"Super mad." Jervis cocked an eyebrow. "You're a fan of Carroll, you should know what a portmantaue is."
"Of course I do, but I've never heard of smad before."
"And what, you've never heard of bromance?"
"What?"
"Sexersize?" at that the Hatter turned a brilliant shade of pink.
"I NEVER!" Alexandria couldn't help the laughter that forced it's way out of her. The stress from her kitchen oozed out of her at the flustered expression on the poor mans face.
"I'm sorry, Hatter!" Jervis stared in wonder as his Alice lit up in joy.
"Alice, you called me Hatter." Alexandria took note of the almost, dissappointed tone at that statement.
"Well, aren't you a hatter?"
"Why yes, but..." Jervis seemed to mull over something in his thoughts, eyes unfocused as he fiddled with his bowtie. "I rather like it when you call me Jervis. Not many people do." Alexandria felt a string of unfamiliar pity settle in her chest. Or maybe it was heartburn.
"Well I suppose I should keep calling you Jervis then."
"I'd rather like that, my Dear." If Alexandria was a women that cared less about her life, she would have told the man in front of her not to stare so intensely. Alas, the chef valued her life almost as much as she valued her restaurant. So a distraction would have to do.
"Hey, Jervis?"
"Yes, Alice?"
"CLEAN CUP!" Alexandria shot up out of her seat, as The hatter moved nimbly to a new spot. The rabbits at the end of the table merely switched places.
"Alice?"
"Yes, Jervis?"
"What is a Brony?" Alexandria laughed at the confusion of the Hatter.
Tea Parties aren't so bad if you at least enjoy the company.
Dr. Crane sat in front of an elaborate chemistry set, playing with a beaker. Jervis had stopped by well into the night rambling on and on how his "Alice" had enjoyed the tea party he had planned.
"Alice did seem to enjoy the cake! But not so much the tea, maybe a new flavour next time."
"Jervis, you do realize I'm trying to work right?"
"Oh Marchie, she has a most peculiar way with words." Mad giggles spilled from the Hatters mouth as he repeated the word "Smad" over and over again. Then just as suddenly the giggles started, they stopped. Crane breathed a sigh of relief at the silence, before he felt hands tightly gripping his shoulder.
"I don't appreciate Marchie touching my Alice." Mad. not Madness. "I would hate for Marchie to have to loose his mind because he couldn't keep his hands to himself."
"Jervis, there is no need to be so over protective. She's not Alice." Screeches of wood scraped through the air, as the Hatter spun the Scarecrow around.
"She's my Alice."
"Of course." 'Foolish women, you're making yourself a target.' As quickly as the anger appeared it dissapated.
"Alice told me to pass a message along! She will be closed on Halloween this year."
"Why is that?"
"She wouldn't say, though that is fine by me! Too many Cards out on a night like that, I wouldn't want her to get hurt!"
'Now why would she be closed on Halloween?'
'Wanna make a bet?'
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Thank you all so much for all the support. I appreciate it very much. Please, if you have any suggestions let me know.
Also, I had someone make me fanart of Alexandria and forgot to show case it!
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