[Hatter picks up the phone, fumbles with it a minute, and sounds almost frantic with concern.]

Hello- right- sorry- has anyone seen Alice?

I went over there, she's not- I can't find her, I dunno where she is.

I've been callin' and-

She's just-

Has she left me?

Santa isn't the only one with a list, checking it twice. Only, Hatter's is primarily groceries, with the odd Christmas present thrown in. Unfortunately, this is stressing him out, and he's wired beyond belief ( Read more... )

Hatter's been hit with the cannon of suckery, a bit excessively, and a ten year old is running around in his place. He's got wide brown eyes and sticky-uppy hair that he remembers his mum hates ( Read more... )

...love...

Can we get a dog?

Please?

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We pan in on our hero, Hatter, in his home in 915 Bilko Boulevard. By now, he's been awake for approximately six minutes, staring at the ceiling. No, he wasn't slowly waking from a groggy sleep, comfy in his bunny slippers as he realized he wasn't in his office ( Read more... )