The Mad Hatter /01/ "We Got a Mad One Here"

[inthistyle]

WHO: The Mad Hatter and Anyone else
WHERE: Espoir, on the walk way
STYLE: Either, probably start off at Third
STATUS: Open

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[madcuriosity]

"Can you run away from a tea party when he's still at it and it's you who has left?" a voice asked from beside him. And it was an awfully familiar voice. Or she hoped it was. That voice was very distinct though, and quite loud for such a tiny body. And a tiny girl. Sometimes Alice wondered if the mushrooms were still in her system and that was why she would never grow. But here was someone rather tall even without his hat. Seeing him had been such a surprise. She'd just been walking about with Basil in one arm and a bouquet of wild flowers in the other when she saw him.

And he was such a familiar him. She couldn't ever forget him. So he had entered this dream too. It seemed an Alice never went for too long without a hatter and a cat... or a rabbit. She watched him look at his watch and recognized it without saying so

[inthistyle]

The Hatter heard that familiar voice of that little girl that visited his tea party, not too long ago. He looked around and then down, there she was, “Alice,” he found himself to say. The Mad Hatter never would have imagined seeing her again, but yet again there weren’t that many people who visited Wonderland. Alice was still quite punctual as ever but her hair still wasn’t cut, even though he did inform her to do so. “So you’re here then,” the Hatter breathed his eyes wide.

That girl was very hard for him to not forget, she stood up to the Queen and the whole court after all. Not only that, she was the only one who came into Wonderland that seemed to have some sense left in her, it’s very hard to have such as thing there.

The Mad Hatter gestured to her, “I have not seen you since the court room dear girl, how have you been?” He then bent over a little bit, to look at her a bit closer in the eye, with a bit of a smirk, “And why, you still haven’t cut your hair!”

[madcuriosity]

She gave a small curtsy but then sighed and put her hands on her hips at his remark.

"And you still haven't learned not to make such personal remarks. And there's no tea party," she said easily as she gazed up at him. She was quite used to being towered over. Though she supposed she hadn't expected him to tower over her really. Especially since she had grown to her proper size in the court room... or improper size? She couldn't recall. It was odd to see him away from the tea party. She wasn't even sure how he managed.

Perhaps he wouldn't be so mad now that he wasn't in Wonderland. Hmmm... no, probably still the same. A hatter was a hatter always. Especially this one - mad as he was.

"But I'm well," she smiled. "And happy to see you Mr. Hatter."

[inthistyle]

The Mad Hatter eyes widen a bit, what did she mean by no tea party. There must be a tea party somewhere, that’s just not possible with him. It’s always teatime after all. He cocked his head to the side, “But then when is tea time? it must come sometime! It’s always teatime with me after all, and I’m on a tight schedule! I do need my tea party to come as I please

[madcuriosity]

"Mr. Hatter... surely you must have noticed this isn't Wonderland. This is Somarium. It's very different than Wonderland," though in some cases it was exactly the same. At his question about seeing the Dormouse and March Hare she wasn't exactly sure what to tell him. Would she be able to tell him about the other Wonderlands? Would he understand that? She didn't know how to answer all his questions... not in a way he would entirely comprehend.

"Mr. Hatter... tea time is... tea time is no longer forever. You're no longer stuck in it. You can still have tea mind you, just you're no longer forced to do so."

[inthistyle]

Well this was rather shocking. While the Hatter knew this place wasn’t Wonderland, just now it started to click that he didn’t have to do teatime all the time anymore. He wobbled in place for a bit and then tried to keep level. What and where, how, and why was he here. Rather, the Mad Hatter is no longer bounded to the Tea Party? How was this possible, it must be true, this isn’t Wonderland. He glanced over Alice to look at his surroundings, the place wasn’t a chessboard, so it certainly wasn’t the Looking Glass side…so it must be as Alice says it was, Somarium.

The Mad Hatter looked at Alice inquisitively and somewhat sad. This meant that his friends might not be here as well then. He looked down for a bit trying not to look her in the eye, it might drive him madder than he already is, “So, they’re not here then… do you live here, Alice?”

[madcuriosity]

She reached out, trying to help steady him. She wasn't even really sure how he was here. Somarium was a dream... but so was Wonderland. She didn't... really understand it. Not in the least. So she could do only what she thought might make him feel better.

"Ah... for now I do. Somarium... is.. ah well you see Mr. Hatter, you're dreaming!" She moved and clasped her hands. "You see, Somarium is a dream realm! You're still in Wonderland just you're dreaming you're here, with me!" Which was... mostly true. Something had brought them here but he was dreaming. Although... he was her dream so she still didn't really know how that worked. Maybe she hadn't dreamt of Wonderland. Had it been real? Surely not! She shook her head though.

"You're just asleep right now is all. And you see, you're dreaming of this place and this place is dreaming of you," and the red king was dreaming all of it... or she was dreaming of him dreaming of all of it. Oh how terribly confusing. "So you mustn't fretify will Mr. Hatter."

[inthistyle]

The Hatter’s eyes lit up when the girl mentioned it was only a dream world. Well, that doesn’t seem nearly as bad then. If he is dreaming, then he will surely wake later to be with his friends again. With an “Oh”, he composed himself and looked back at Alice. “This is a dreamscape then? That’s not so bad then, I will be beamish for a while then,” he said with a smile, “Although it is frabjous that you are here Alice. I do not mind familiar company while I am dreaming then.”

Although it was a peculiar dream indeed, usually in his dreams, it is much more complicated then this is. However, he tends to forget what his dreams were about, so he may be wrong. The Mad Hatter patted Alice’s shoulder while grinning, “I would think it wise if I still were to have tea parties in my dreams, just in case.” To be truthful, the Hatter is still rather fond of having them, even if he is no longer bounded by it.

[madcuriosity]

"Well you can you know. You're just no longer forced to. You can do something else during the day!" It would have to do, she wasn't exactly sure how else to explain it to the Hatter. He wasn't going to be able to wake up simply.

"Are you going somewhere in particular?"

[inthistyle]

“Well at first, I wanted to see if I could find my friends the March Hare and the Dormouse,” explained the Hatter, “But now I’m afraid I am on a path of nowhere in particular.” He waved his hand about as if dismissive on the situation. The Hatter did not mind he wasn’t going anywhere specific, but that’s because he usually would find something to interest in him rather quick. So right now, it’ll have to be Alice, “Are you going anywhere my dear?”

[madcuriosity]

"I was heading home. Would you like to come with me? Basil and I picked flowers for the kitchen and dining room."

[inthistyle]

[He straightens himself up and nodded. Holding out his hand for Alice.]

Oh that sounds frabjous, I wouldn’t mind that. Those flowers look very nice, although they haven’t been snippy though when you picked them up? I know they usually are a chattery bunch, especially the daisies.

[madcuriosity]

[She giggles and takes his hand.]

Oh no, not snippy at all. The ground is so soft no matter where you go! And I would try to wake them so, but they slept and slept! Besides, they like being shown off you know.

[inthistyle]

Hm, the ground must be a very comfy bed for them then. It would be awfully easier for you to make a daisy chain without disturbing the daisies then.

[Nods to Alice.]

Oh yes, they love to be show off. Have you ever noticed how extravagant they try to be when they bloom? So many colors and shapes, they all want to be so pleasing to the eye. It’s a competition of beauty it is. I particularly haven’t found a favorite, because I believe they all look just dandy and I do not feel the need to be so choosey.

[madcuriosity]

Oh I found one that is absolutely my favorite! It's call a stargazer lily. I've never seen it before. And I'm so terribly fond of the Lily of the Valley! Mr. Hatter did you know that months had birthday flowers? Isn't that wonderfully clever?

[Starts guiding him towards her home.]

Basil and I have made so many daisy chains! It's lovely! Do you know how to make them Mr. Hatter? Is it anything like making a hat?

[inthistyle]

The Stargazer Lily? It must be fond of staring at the stars all night long then, sounds rather dull and tiresome to be doing that throughout the night. And months have birthday flowers? I wasn’t aware that months had birthdays, I suppose they do need to be born sometime though.

[He chuckles to himself.]

Ah, Basil, that’s your little rabbit thing isn’t it? Oh I’m sure you have, Daisy chains are very suitable for girls to adorn as hats. Of course, daisy chains was one of my first hats I have ever made, mind you it took forever to keep the daisies quiet while making it. Which is why I started making felted hats instead, the felt would not be as protective when I would make it into a hat.