[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?

Pick your number, since letters are overrated ( Read more... )

Thanks a lot, Santa. Hatter's Chritmas wish was for Alice to be able to see her mum again. Under his tree on Christmas morning, he finds a note.

Dear Hatter,

You've been a good boy this year, so Santa has made your wish come true.

Merry Christmas,

Santa ClausIt's a video, which immediately begins to play on his telly. In it, Alice goes home to ( Read more... )

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?

He was furious. He really was, stomping around in circles outside of his house. Kicking up dirt, punching the wall, and strangely, clutching his hat. He was aware that the returning of his hat had something to do with the losing of his voice, but he hadn't been in town long enough to suspect the postman, of all people ( Read more... )

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... )