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[melodyofwater]

Character(s): Demyx, anyone else.
Content: Demyx arrives!
Setting: Niflheim
Time: Week 28, afternoon
Warnings: Nothing I can think of?

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[inthistyle]

The Mad Hatter was wondering in Paixao again, or was this Paixao? He wasn’t quite sure, maybe it really was Wonderland, and it was all an illusion. Or perhaps everything was an illusion and he’s just dreaming, but still hasn’t woken up yet. WHY? WHY CAN’T HE WAKE UP? The Mad Hatter really was walking around in a stupor of his own thoughts. Still trying to figure out whether he should cut it out with these weird thoughts he’s been having recently. Like is any of this is for real or not?

Spotting the boy that appears to look like he has a bird’s wing on his head, the Hatter made a large gasp, and pointed over to him immediately, “YOOOOOOOOOOUU!! THERE’S A BIRD ON YOUR HEAD!! YOU MUST REMOVE IT IMMEDIATELY!!” The Mad Hatter shouted, this was quite a serious matter after all. That bird could have a disease of some kind!

[melodyofwater]

"What?" Demyx turned to see the guy pointing at him. He flailed for a moment before ignoring his journal and reaching up to pat at his head. "Where? Huh? Did it move? Is it still there?"

He hadn't felt a bird on his head, but... maybe it was a sneaky bird. And he couldn't feel it. He didn't want a bird on him!

[inthistyle]

“It’s still there! It’s still-HOLD STILL I’LL GET IT!!” The Hatter exclaimed as he rolled up a flyer from his pocket and started to bat Demyx’s head with it. “Off! Off I say! Nasty thing won’t come off your head-GET OFF!! This boy still has his head you know and it doesn’t need you to-” After a couple of minutes of batting away at Demyx’s head, the Mad Hatter soon realized that it was his hair and not a bird. What magic was this?!

Pausing and the Hatter made another gasp, “The bird! IT HAS TRANSFORMED INTO THE FORM OF YOUR HAIR!” He clutched his hands against his cheeks in pure horror, “Oh no! Now we can never remove it!”

[melodyofwater]

"Ow! Ow!" Ok, so it was just a flyer, but getting hit with stuff hurt! When the Hatter finally backed up, he put his hand on his head, rubbing it while still whining quietly. "Well, uh... I think that's just my hair. It's always looked like that! So... no bird. Just hair. I think."

When he thought about it, he couldn't be sure it wasn't a bird, though...

[inthistyle]

“Ah…” The Hatter quirked an eyebrow at the boy in question. Why would one want to have their hair look like a bird? That’s just silly. The Mad Hatter folded his arms, as he tilted his head to get a better look at the lad. His sense of fashions seems to be very different from anyone else he’s seen, if he thinks he can go around with bird hair all day. However! The Mad Hatter will not judge him on such grounds. After all you can’t judge a cover by its book. Or was it the other way around… Oh who cares, it’s just bird hair.

“Well, it’s a good thing it’s not a bird,” The Hatter gestured, “But just to be safe, you should go to the doctor soon, birds have all kinds of diseases you know. You might catch the big bad blue bird flu, oooo, and that one can be nasty.” He just shivered at the very thought of catching the flu, perhaps he should give this boy a tissue box and stand approximately 10 feet away from him. Just in case.