Thread: Lost Time Is Never Found Again (Lotherio & darkangel76)

Alice held out her teacup hoping that Hatter would fill it up sooner than later. That way, she could sip at it and try and forget the fool shed just made of herself. As she waited, she could hear him scuffling, searching the table for a proper pot of tea. Oh, she shouldve known! Feeling more embarrassed with each passing moment, she tried her best to just smile at the situation. Maybe if she acted like her words hadnt mattered, she could actually believe it. Just then, she slowly brought her hand down, lowering her cup to the table as she waited for him to find a teapot that actually contained some tea to drink. Licking her lips, Alice suddenly found her thoughts beginning to drift. That tended to happen in Wonderland, especially in the company of Hatter. Her smile began to grow as she felt victory in overcoming her embarrassment until Oh my, did he what? Alice felt her cheeks go hot all over again. Her tiny triumph slipping through her fingers, like water through a sieve. Yes, Hatter had begun to chatter, his words nothing but strings of compliments. Full of flattery and innuendo and Did he just say shed only been there moments ago? At that, she tilted her head in wonder, everything prior to that moment hardly mattering any longer. The embarrassment once again forgotten. Curious, Alice mumbled, her face still rather crimson despite the fact her mind was beginning to wander again. She watched Hatter as he spouted off more compliments, each one bolder than its predecessor. It made her wonder just as it made her involuntarily blush. Had it really only been moments ago? How was such a thing even possible? Then again, this was Wonderland. As far as Alice was concerned, that more or less meant that most things were possible. Even the impossible. As she let her thoughts dwell on the oddity Hatter had mentioned, she wondered if perhaps time ran differently in Wonderland. Or, if it was something else. Oh, she had no idea! Blinking her eyes and shaking her head, Alice suddenly realized that the others that had once been sitting with them were now milling about the room. Obviously Hatters prattling had made them uneasy. She supposed she couldnt blame them. After all, their conversation was it conversation? Shrugging, she let her eyes fix on him as he finally found a full teapot. But their conversation really only seemed to be understood by them and them alone. Swallowing, Alice allowed her grip on her teacup to tighten. She watched Hatter pour himself some tea and then lean close to her so as to fill up her own cup. She gave him a smile as he sat back in his chair and mentioned his skills in sewing. Nodding, her smile grew brighter. As Alice watched him reach for the cards, she answered. Yes, Hatter. Im aware. She paused a moment to sip at her tea. Do you think perhaps with your skills you could improve my attire then? A tiny giggle escaped Alices lips and she averted her eyes briefly. And though she blushed, it wasnt as much as it had been earlier on. Whether it was because she was growing accustomed to the innuendoes or because she felt it no longer mattered was difficult to say. Youd said I only needed a few simple improvements. Do you think them simple enough that you could do them for me? Or were the improvements not related to my attire? Alice asked. At that, Alice brought her teacup back to her lips. Her words were bold. She knew that. But she also knew Hatter. As always, hed take it in stride, tell her the truth. She knew she could always rely on him to be truthful. And for that, she cared for him all the more. After all, it wasnt every day one came across someone so genuine. Especially in a place such as Wonderland. She recalled her last visit, the Queen of Hearts and court. Oh the sinister plotting that had gone on with that lot! Regardless, dear Hatter. I should like to make these improvements if Im to stay here with you in Wonderland for a while. Alice smiled and set down her cup. Yes, Alice had committed to her visit, her stay in Wonderland. As she waited for Hatters reply, she began to wonder about his dreams once again. And she wondered if perhaps she was meant to help him decipher them. Maybe, just maybe, doing so would help her recall her own night terrors, her own dreams that left her screaming in the night.