[Connor wakes up in a warm, comfortable bed, and at first he just rolls over and tries to go to sleep. Then, after a moment, he remembers.
He fell asleep last night in the Cretaceous on the ground. In a hut made of tree rootsThis is not the Cretaceous. He tumbles out of bed without even noticing the woman sleeping beside him and stumbles around
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He stopped suddenly, one foot in the air, eyes wide, and he back-pedaled immediately.
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But that was a very detailed reflection.
And that is a brick wall.
Connor turns around immediately to investigate.]
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He doesn't, however, have the capacity to hold himself back from poking Connor on the forehead.
"Um."
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Oi, do you really have to?
[suddenly excited]
Are you my twin from an alternate universe or something?
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"Um. No." Maybe a little condescending, but he doesn't care. He's busy taking in Connor's choice of hairstyle and outfit. Because, after all, Hatter is quite the stylish one. He circles around his double, a little frown on his face. "This is weird. This is... I don't even know really- what's what the hair, mate?"
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[He keeps an eye on Hatter as best he can, and smooths his hair defensively]
You try being stuck in the Cretaceous for three months and just see how your hair looks, alright?
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Without much warning, he plucks his hat from the top of his head and sticks it on Connor. "Huh."
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I--- you don't---? ....... It was a long time ago. With dinosaurs.
[hatted!]
Hey, mate, where'd you get the hat? None of my proper clothes were in the house I woke up in.
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He's not really sure if he should explain his home world to his apparent clone. If this was the town messing with him, he didn't want to go and give away all the secrets to Wonderland.
After another second, he'd snatch the hat away and stuff it back onto his own head. "I... you don't know? Blimey, where are you from? Are you- you're new, aren't you?"
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Despite being rather British himself, he'd never actually met anyone from London. Jack and the rest of the royal family were all Wonderland born and bread.
Might as well be polite. He pointed to himself. "Wonderland."
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...so- wait- people from stories are here too?
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"Did that feel like a story? All you oysters are the same, in your happy little world of democracy, meanwhile, underneath your feet, there's a whole world goin' on and you're totally oblivious. No, it wasn't a lovely little bedtime story, and yes, it's all real. I'm Hatter."
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[SNAPS FINGERS.]
It was all covered up, wasn't it. By the government. They're good at that, you know.
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His eyes widened, and he seemed to come to a realization. "If you're here to mess with Alice, I swear to god, mate-..."
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[DEFENSIIIVE. :|a ]
...I don't even know anyone named Alice.
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